C10 Another Tragic Incident For Cuba

At the end of the seven-day cultivation period, if his Total Amount of Internal Strength at the Early Period of Mortal-rank reached one hundred, Han Feng would have already gained nearly thirty Internal Strengths at this point.

Such progress only proved that Han Feng almost reached the cultivation speed of Medium-class Aptitude.

There were two major reasons behind this.

To start with, it wasn't because Han Feng wasn't equipped to cultivate the Internal Strength, but because the Nine Flames Heavenly Fire Tower had absorbed his internal energy for certain reasons. Initially, his Internal Strength must follow the meridians' route. However, his meridians had already been utilized during this period, so his condition of expanding his meridian and its tenacity were no less than those of the Early Period of Mortal Rank Martial Cultivator.

Even before Han Feng could successfully break through to the Middle Period of Mortal Rank, he first needed to cultivate his speed between the Lower-class and Medium-class Aptitude.

Moreover, the Nine Flames And Strange Fire Art was also a powerful technique even if it didn’t have a specific level. Nonetheless, it was incomparably far from the Basic Inner Strength Techniques that Han Feng had previously cultivated.

One example is the First Layer of the Nine Flames And Strange Fire Art. As long as Han Feng cultivated it, he could readily produce mortal fire regardless of his level as a warrior, even if he was only at the Early Period of Mortal Rank.

But the other Martial Cultivators could continuously condense their internal energy even in the Late Period of Mortal Rank, and then they could generate the Attribute Genuine Qi.

Also, they had to reach the Human Rank first if they wanted to create Mortal Fire or Mortal Water.

These two vital reasons had immensely contributed to a surge in Han Feng’s cultivation level at a faster pace.

Unfortunately, he didn’t have sufficient time to cultivate. With regard to the Total Amount of Internal Strength, Han Feng was still behind among those in the training ground, except for the beginners aged ten- and eleven-year-old who just joined.

However, compared to Cuba, Han Feng had slightly outperformed him.

The next day, at the Han family's training ground

A group of disciples from the Han family kept giving a dark-faced young man with strange looks every so often.

Meanwhile, Han Feng glanced at him with an obscure expression and flashed a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.

This young man was Cuba.

Deep inside, Cuba felt utterly embarrassed and exasperated, knowing that these people were obviously checking him out. Simultaneously, he sensed that they were staring at his backside.

Instructor Lin frowned and sneered, "What are you all looking at? Why don’t you focus on cultivating?”

Consequently, it rattled Instructor Lin why Cuba caught everyone’s attention today when he wasn’t even a genius. Was it because Cuba took a sick leave earlier? But when did those people care so much about their fellow warriors?

He also noticed how many people were vaguely staring at Cuba’s behind. What’s so nice about a man’s butt? He could not comprehend these people’s logic nowadays. Was it due to the age-related generation gap?

As a member of the hunting squad, Instructor Lin didn't have a general interest in gossip, so he naturally had no idea that Cuba got wounded in a very unusual spot.

Under the rules, after a certain period of cultivation, they should fight in pairs.

Cuba marched toward Han Feng and gloomily said, "Han Feng, do you dare fight with me?"

Having lived through what happened earlier, Cuba no longer wanted to continue disguising himself.

Several young Han warriors who intended to battle each other eavesdropped on their conversation. When they found out that Cuba and Han Feng were going to fight, they stopped debating. They looked at one another with inexplicable expressions on their faces.

Cuba became even more embarrassed and indignant, but it was unfortunate that Cuba’s face was too dark for others to see his expression.

Instructor Lin had paid particular attention to Han Feng from the moment he started cultivating his Internal Strength. At that point, he was eager to see more of his abilities, but he hesitated to chase the young Han warriors away who were watching close by.

Han Feng gave a little chuckle. "Cuba, I don't think the lessons I taught you last time were sufficient. You clearly learned nothing."

Cuba gnashed his teeth with revulsion. "I was reckless the other day, so I fell into your trap. This time, I won't lose it anymore."

Han Feng shrugged and let out a little laugh. "Whatever happened seven days ago doesn't matter now. Our current situation is different. Remember, I can now cultivate my Internal Strength."

Cuba's face sank. "Come on! It's been only a week. Are you saying you've already outdone me?"

Perhaps it was because his anger took hold of him that day. Cuba scoffed at the notion. "Han Feng, you're such an arrogant man. Even if I'm bad, it's been three years since I've started cultivating."

From afar, Instructor Lin frowned unconsciously and murmured under his breath, "How dare Cuba to say that to him? While Han Feng is a direct descendant of his family, Cuba is nothing more than a servant's son. These days, the servants are becoming too presumptuous. It seems like I should discuss this matter with the Family Head."

Instructor Lin never saw it coming. Cuba only ended up this way because the preceding circumstances had prompted him to act cocky.

Only Cuba knew about the grief that he was suffering.

Somewhere in the middle of the crowd, Han Lin didn't seem to react well either. But after reflecting on what Cuba went through last time, his facial expression twisted for a moment. He muttered, "Never mind. He must have suffered too much provocation to insult his master flagrantly. Fighting Han Feng alone is enough to teach him a lesson."

Han Feng wasn't concerned at all with Cuba's rage. He laughed and said, "Well, let's begin the fight."

Cuba stomped on the ground and leaped into the air. He charged at Han Feng with the help of his Internal Strength, and his Basic Leg Techniques broke out with a terrifying force.

With Han Feng's present strength, he successfully evaded Cuba's kick. Accompanied by a loud sound, his take-off on the strong foot left a mark on the ground several millimeters deep.

Cuba's face was filled with rage. "Is that all you got, Han Feng? Aside from dodging, what other moves can you do?

This time, however, I won't waste my energy."

Han Feng laughed. "Don't worry. I won't dodge this time. I can also take a direct hit from you and strike back in a flash."

"Basic Long Fists, Ninth Stance!"

"Basic Long Fists, Ninth Stance!"

As they shouted in chorus, their two fists collided.

Simultaneously, they backed away as a result of the huge counterforce.

Han Feng staggered nine steps backward while Cuba fell eleven steps behind.

There was no doubt that they were both so strong!

The crowd burst into wild applause.

"This scares the hell out of me. It's only been seven days, but Han Feng's strength has already exceeded that of Cuba. His advancing speed is too shocking!"

"At that rate, Han Feng could outperform Han Lin before he even leaves the training ground."

"I was expecting for Han Feng to suffer this time, but now it seems I was wrong."

Han Lin had a complex and incredulous expression on his face. "Wouldn't it be wonderful if the incident concerning the Fourth Uncle had not taken place?"

Cuba screamed in disbelief. "There's no way! This can't be happening!"

Instructor Lin's eyes sparkled. "What a daunting increase in his speed. Han Feng has to be a Medium-class Aptitude now. I must share with Family Head what happened today."

At that very moment, Cuba cried out, "Well, you can forget about attacking my butt today."

Han Feng wasn't sure if he should laugh or cry. His present strength had already exceeded that of Cuba, so he didn't want to use such a nasty move anymore.

However, he had a change of heart.

Han Feng said wickedly, "Since you're so defensive of your butt, I don't want to disappoint you."

Then, Han Feng advanced rapidly using his fist and leg technique, which caught Cuba off guard. Eventually, Han Feng saw an opportunity and came right behind him. He simultaneously activated the Ass Breaking Finger without delay!

What ensued were the familiar and painful cries of the Han family as they watched the scene unfold.