C178 Mo Ling's Move

As the saying went, there was no tiger in the mountains, but a monkey would be the king.

There were very few super disciples in the Hao Yuan Academy. There were only three of them, and their personalities were extraordinary. Therefore, they were always in a high and aloof position.

The other disciples also rarely put them in the group of disciples.

Therefore, the high-level disciples became the highest level of the disciples in the academy. Although there were only a dozen of them, they were definitely stronger than the middle-level and primary-level disciples. They were existences that the disciples of these two levels would not dare to offend.

In the past, as long as it was within the rules of the academy, no matter how the high-level disciples humiliated the primary-level disciples and middle-level disciples, these disciples could only endure it. They would not dare to move, they would not dare to stand up, and they would treat the high-level disciples like the imperial edict.

Unexpectedly, they met a primary-level disciple who dared to refute the high-level disciples today.

Who was this ugly bastard? The others looked at Feng Yu curiously.

Feng Yu did not care about their questioning eyes. She did not dodge or hide, and she just let them look at her.

However, the high-level disciple’s face instantly darkened. If Feng Yu said that she did not know and did not mean what she said, then she could be forgiven.

However, the second sentence became a provocation. She was blatantly provoking the dignity of the high-level disciples. This was intolerable.

Furthermore, in order to encourage the disciples of the academy to improve, the academy did not prohibit the disciples from fighting. This was also the reason why the primary-level disciples were afraid of the middle-level disciples and high-level disciples.

It was because in this place, fights were fair. If it was a fight, one would know that the loser would be a low-level disciple.

The high-level disciple looked at Feng Yu and said with a gloomy face, “Ugly monster, let’s go to the arena and let our senior brothers teach you how to talk to them.”

This was a blatant threat. With the high-level disciple’s terrifying fighting power, if it was any other low-level disciple or intermediate disciple, they would have already begged for mercy.

However, Feng Yu didn’t care about a high-level disciple. She sneered and said, “No need. My master will teach me. You are not qualified to replace my master. Besides, I think my attitude is pretty good. But you, senior brother, are full of crap. Did I offend you? Will you die if you talk nicely? Why do you spit on me?”

The disciple was obviously a barbaric type. Usually, he would use his fists to fight. Therefore, he wasn’t good at words. After being scolded by Feng Yu, his face turned red and he couldn’t say anything. He stared at Feng Yu angrily.

“Oh, Senior Brother Lin, you are a high-level disciple. Why are you not doing anything when a low-level disciple insults you? This is not your style.”

A familiar voice could be heard. Feng Yu turned around and saw Beiming Xue and Jiang Xin Yu walking slowly towards them. As they walked, the disciples around them made way for them.

Beiming Xue was not an ordinary intermediate disciple. The reason she had such a high status was because she was the favorite princess of the Emperor and also because she was extremely beautiful.

She was Beiming Chen’s sister. Her looks were similar to Beiming Chen’s. She was not any less beautiful than Yue Lingyan, who was known as the most beautiful girl in Hao Yuan. Such a girl with such a high status and beauty had attracted the attention of many disciples.

Even the dozen or so male disciples, who were not bad, had bowed down to her.

There were a total of seventeen high level disciples. Fifteen of them were male disciples. Only two of them were female. One was the female princess of the Yue Family, Yue Lingyan, and the other was the female Princess, Princess An Yunxi.

Feng Yu had seen An Yunxi before. She was the beautiful girl who appeared with Yue Lingyan after she broke Beiming Hao’s forehead. Although they were both high level disciples, her cultivation was much weaker than Yue Lingyan’s.

Once one stepped into the Origin Realm, the difference between them was huge.

Hearing Beiming Xue’s words, Feng Yu frowned. Was she really born to be enemies with this woman? Why did she meet her everywhere?

It was too annoying.

It was fine if she came to find trouble with her, but this was none of her business. She had nothing to do with it, so why did she have to get involved? Was it interesting?

Link's expression became even uglier when he heard Darknorth Snow's words. He had been insulted by a low-level disciple and even seen by his beloved woman. It was too embarrassing.

Thus, he vented his anger on Phoenix. "You ugly monster, how dare you insult me? If I don't teach you a lesson, I'll take your surname."

After saying that, he waved his hand at Phoenix without caring about the other disciples. He was completely ungentlemanly. The other disciples all felt sorry for him. This low-level disciple was too arrogant. He dared to provoke a high-level disciple. This slap was asking for it.

The elders on the stage also noticed the commotion and looked down. However, no one stopped him.

Disciples were allowed to fight within the academy. It was normal for high-level disciples to bully low-level disciples. No one would make a fuss about it.

"Stop…"

A scream came after Link's slap. However, no one paid attention to it. They all looked at Phoenix and Link.

Phoenix narrowed her eyes. This high-level disciple didn't use any spiritual energy. If he didn't use it, he could still hit her. Did he really think she was trash?

She quickly moved her wrist and communicated with Mo Ling at the same time. Mo Ling quickly sent out a vine and it went to meet Link's palm.

Gengci!

Link's wrist was pierced by the thin vine and a thumb-sized hole appeared on it. It was emitting a dense black aura. Mo Ling's movements were too fast and she quickly attacked and then quickly retreated. No one saw it.

An intense pain came and Link subconsciously tightened his nerves and screamed. He withdrew his hand as if he was electrocuted and looked at it. He saw a hole in his palm.

His five senses were in so much pain that they were twisted.

The surrounding disciples also realized that the red on Link's palm was rolling and swallowing their saliva. Oh my god, it was too scary. What happened just now? Why was there such a big hole in Brother Link's palm?

The disciples felt that it was so painful and their scalps tightened.

Link held his hand and cold sweat flowed out of his forehead. At this moment, he could not care about the phoenix feather anymore. The phoenix feather looked at his miserable appearance and touched Mo Ling, who was wrapped around her wrist, as a reward.

Mo Ling had been very merciful just now. Otherwise, she could have sucked his blood dry in an instant. The phoenix feather did not want to kill him in front of so many people. That was why she did not make Mo Ling do it.

Mo Ling’s cultivation had already reached the peak of the Spirit Shifting Realm, and she was just one step away from breaking through to the Origin Realm. Although her cultivation was lower than Link’s, Mo Ling was a creature born from the Chaos, and her life essence was countless times stronger than Link’s.

Moreover, Mo Ling had absorbed the Demonic Qi from Beiming Chen’s body and fused with her body. Because of this, her attacks contained the power of the Demonic Qi. Moreover, Link hadn’t used his spiritual energy just now, so Mo Ling could easily injure him. It was as easy as blowing off dust.

Bei Mingxue was dumbfounded as she looked at the bloody hole in Link’s palm. She couldn’t believe that Link had been injured in just a single exchange. On the other hand, the ugly monster was still standing there unharmed.

Not only was there a palm print on her face, but she didn’t even have a single strand of hair on her head.

“It’s you, ugly monster. You must have hurt Senior Brother Link, right?”

At this moment, Jiang Xinyu, who was beside Bei Mingxue, suddenly stepped forward and pointed at Feng Yu with a face full of righteous indignation. After she pointed at Feng Yu, the other disciples all turned to look at Feng Yu.

However, everyone’s eyes were filled with doubt. They couldn’t believe that a mere Beginner Level disciple could make a high-level disciple suffer a loss in just a single exchange.

Moreover, with so many people watching, they didn’t notice that the ugly monster had made a move. How did she manage to make a move without being noticed by so many people?

No one believed that a junior disciple could be so powerful. It was simply a fantasy. Did they really think that all the disciples were like Martial Uncle Yun? They could easily toy with the high-level disciples when they were still junior disciples.

Even Link turned to look at Feng Yu. He also looked at her with suspicion. They were the closest to each other just now, so he didn’t see this ugly monster make a move.

He was at the Origin realm. If he was really attacked by a junior disciple and couldn’t find out, then he wouldn’t have the face to continue staying in the academy.

So, it definitely couldn’t be this ugly monster who did it.

Feng Yu smiled, ignoring the gazes of the group of disciples. She turned to look at Jiang Xinyu and said with a good mood, “Miss Jiang, you said that I caused him to become like this. Then, may I ask how I caused him to become like this?”

Jiang Xinyu was stumped. Her face instantly flushed red. She was just guessing. There were so many disciples looking at her, so how could she have seen it?

Now that Feng Yu asked this, she had no choice but to brace herself. “You were the closest to Brother Lin just now. If it wasn’t for you, could it be that the air injured Brother Lin?”

Feng Yu sneered and looked at her. “Jiang Xinyu, no matter what, you didn’t see me do it, did you? Are you trying to frame me? Unfortunately, everyone isn’t an idiot. No one will believe you. I don’t think I have the ability to injure a high-level disciple. Even if you want to praise me, you can do it in another way.”

“That’s right. Jiang Xinyu, you didn’t bring your brain with you today, did you? How dare you think that a low-level disciple injured a high-level disciple? Do you think Little Fengyu is too powerful, or do you think that Senior Apprentice Brother Lin is too useless?”

Nan Jieyuan held Ye Qianqiu’s neck and swaggered over. Fengyu glanced at him but didn’t find it surprising. When Lin Ke was about to attack her, a voice called out, “Stop!” The owner of the voice was Nan Jieyuan.

He came quite early, but he had only come out now. He probably hid somewhere and watched the show.