C6 The Feng Clan Could Not Tolerate This

Feng Luo proudly stood in front of Long Yu at the entrance of the Martial Arts Pavilion of the Feng Family, and his eyes revealed disdain.

"Kowtow three times, slap myself, and then crawl under your feet?"

Long Yu quietly asked.

In the Feng Family, even if it was just a servant with a surname other than “Feng”, there was no problem if he wanted to enter the Martial Arts Pavilion. But now, as the adopted son of the Patriarch, Long Yu had to actually kowtow to others in order to enter the Martial Arts Pavilion? It was simply laughable.

Behind all of this, it was obvious that Feng Changge's influence within the Feng Family was already far inferior to before, and even his position of the Patriarch was about to be replaced.

"That's right, and I am being magnanimous already. Otherwise, a trash like you would have already been kicked out of the Feng Family."

Feng Luo looked at him with disdain.

"Is that so?"

Long Yu sneered. He was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he cast his gaze to the side.

Near the entrance of the Martial Arts Pavilion of the Feng Family, there would naturally be someone watching, and the guard for today was a collateral elder of the Feng Family named Feng Tianxiang.

Long Yu's gaze turned towards Feng Tianxiang, and found that the collateral elder seemed aged with a head full of white hair, but his cultivation was not to be underestimated. It was not something that a junior like Feng Luo could compare with.

As if he had realized that Long Yu was looking at him, Feng Tianxiang opened his eyes slightly, waved his hand, and said lazily, "Do as Young Master Feng Luo has said. If you don't kowtow three times, slap yourself ten times, and then crawl under Young Master Feng Luo's feet, then don't enter the Martial Arts Pavilion."

When these words came out, many of the surrounding Feng Family disciples who were spectating revealed faces of ridicule.

"This Long Yu is really trash. He doesn't know that Elder Tianxiang is also one of our Feng Family, and he actually asked him for help!"

"It's too laughable. This kind of trash, I say, should really be kicked out of the Feng Family. His living is just a waste of food from the Feng Family."

"It is said that this trash has been expelled from one of the great families in the Imperial City, which is why he has been shamelessly living in our Feng Family. He is simply shameless to the extreme."

Long Yu listened to the ridicule from the Feng Family disciples around him and continued to smile faintly. However, his smile carried a hint of coldness.

It seemed that he was not welcomed in this Feng Family!

In the entire Feng Family, only Feng Changge had been helping Long Yu all the time. Normally, when he stayed in his room and closed his doors, he would not feel anything. But now, when he wanted to enter the Martial Arts Pavilion, he would actually encounter so many obstacles.

"If I am not welcomed in the Feng Family, there will naturally be a place for me somewhere else!"

Long Yu's personality was tough and tenacious, so naturally he wouldn't get hurt by something like this.

Now that he had already stepped into the Martial Tao, staying in the Feng Family would only bring trouble to Feng Changge. It would be better for him to go out and train, so that he could help Feng Changge when his cultivation had increased.

However, before he left, he couldn't let Feng Luo go.

"Feng Luo!"

Long Yu took a step forward, his eyes revealing indifference, and he looked at Feng Luo, "You kept saying that I am trash, but if one day, I, this trash, can trample you, then what do you think you are?"

BOOM!

These words were like a thunderbolt, shocking everyone present.

This trash, how dare he say such words? A mere trash that could not cultivate actually dared to say he could trample a Martial Cultivator like Feng Luo, who was at Level Three of Martial Tao!

Any casual punch from someone at Level Three of Martial Tao would have the strength of 2,000 kilograms, probably enough to smash Long Yu into minced meat!

Within the Martial Arts Pavilion, everyone stared fixedly at Long Yu, thinking that this trash was crazy, to actually dare provoke Young Master Feng Luo like this. Young Master Feng Luo was a collateral descendant of the Feng Family, and was also the younger brother of the strong expert Feng Yun, so even if he killed Long Yu, he would probably not be punished at all!

Long Yu the trash was actually courting death. Could it be that he was already humiliated to the point that he had lost his mind?

"What did you say?"

Feng Luo's smug expression instantly turned cold.

He, was indeed nothing in the Feng Family. Feng Yao who was the same age as him had already cultivated to Level Seven of Martial Tao, and had become an inner disciple of the Cold Ice Sect. But he was still unable to break through the bottleneck to reach Level Four of Martial Tao, so he didn't even have the qualification to join the sect.

This was something he had been brooding over in his heart, but now this trash, Long Yu, actually said that he wanted to trample him under his feet. This was simply preposterous!

“Trash, you are courting death. I will cripple one of your legs and let you know how serious the consequences of speaking carelessly are!”

Feng Luo said in an extremely gloomy voice. Taking a step forward, he condensed the power of Level Three of Martial Tao in his hands.

At Level Three of Martial Tao, one could display 2,000 kilograms of strength. If it was the Long Yu three days ago, he might not necessarily be his match.

However, three days ago, after Long Yu had absorbed the Spirit Pill and stepped into Level Two of Martial Tao Martial Tao, his own strength had also reached 1,000 kilograms. With the activation of the Green Dragon Imprint, he would be able to increase his strength by another 500 kilograms.

With his 1,500 kilograms of strength and the killing experience Long Yu had accumulated in his previous life, dealing with Feng Luo wouldn't be a difficult task.

Feng Luo was unable to even break through the bottleneck of Level Four of Martial Tao, so he naturally wouldn't be able to comprehend any profound martial arts. His combat power was considered the weakest among all Martial Cultivators at Level Three of Martial Tao.

"Die!"

Feng Luo's face was sinister. His right fist had gathered 2,000 kilograms of strength, releasing the aura from the Netherworld. He was like an Asura, waving his hand towards Long Yu's chest.

"It's the Asura Hand, a martial art from the Martial Arts Pavilion. Feng Luo has already succeeded in comprehending the initial stage of it!"

"Long Yu, that trash, won't be able to escape this calamity. He is a trash who cannot cultivate anyway. In the future, he will have to lose a leg and become a cripple!"

"Asura hand, after mastering it, one can release the Asura energy that can intimidate people. It's a pity that this Feng Luo's perception is too poor. After so many years, he has only been able to comprehend the initial stage of it."

"So what if he's only comprehended the initial stage of it? Against a trash like Long Yu, he doesn't even need to use any martial arts. There’s no way that he would lose!”

The surrounding Feng Family disciples discussed animatedly, and pointed at the two man.

No one believed that Long Yu could escape from such an attack.

In fact, Long Yu did not want to escape either. With a thought, the Green Dragon Imprint was activated, and a wave of mysterious energy filled his limbs and bones.

1,500 kilograms of strength!

Not just in terms of strength, in terms of fighting techniques, Long Yu was much stronger than Feng Luo.

Facing Feng Luo's punch, Long Yu's figure quickly moved, and with a turn of his body, he passed by the edge of the fist, and then his leg swept towards his front.

Ah!

1,500 kilograms of strength hit Feng Luo's knee, making him cry out in pain as he fell to the ground with a loud thud.

Pow!

Long Yu stepped on Feng Luo's back, his face still carrying a light smile, "So this brat is actually so weak. I thought he was very strong."

The entire Martial Arts Pavilion became quiet.

In just one move, Long Yu had stomped on Feng Luo!

Everyone was flabbergasted. They could not believe what they had just seen. That trash, Long Yu, who could not cultivate, had actually defeated Young Master Feng Luo with a single kick?

"This, this…How is this possible?"

"Isn't he a piece of trash? But how could that kick bore the strength of 1,000 to 1,500 kilograms?"

"Impossible, I must have seen it wrong."

Many people rubbed their eyes, but when they opened their eyes again, they still saw the same scene and couldn't help but become speechless. That trash, Long Yu, had actually kicked Feng Luo down, and then stepped on his back.

They all recalled that a few moments ago, Long Yu said to Feng Luo, " You kept saying that I am trash, but if one day, I, this trash, can trample you, then what do you think you are?"

“What do you think you are?”

Of course he was worse than the trash!

Feng Luo fell to the ground, and was stepped by Long Yu on his back. He felt like the entire sky was crumbling. He was actually defeated by this trash, and in just one move!

"How is this possible? You're clearly just a piece of trash…"

Feng Luo gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot.

"That's right. I am trash, but you are even worse than me."

Long Yu said indifferently, "Didn't you say you wanted to cripple my leg? In that case, I will return the respect!"

"Stop!"

A loud shout came from the side and the collateral elder Feng Tianxiang, who had been sitting on the side, finally moved!

This old man with white beard and hair moved as fast as the wind, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, "It is forbidden to use force within the Martial Arts Pavilion. Whoever uses force it dies!"

Long Yu remained calm and sneered, "Are you blind?"

Feng Tianxiang did not care about the fact that Feng Luo had made a move just now. Now that Feng Luo's leg was about to be crippled, Feng Tianxiang had come out, and he even used the excuse that It was forbidden to use force within the Martial Arts Pavilion. How ridiculous!

Although Feng Tianxiang was very fast, he was still a distance away from Long Yu.

No matter how fast he was, it could not compare to Long Yu's speed!

Long Yu lifted his leg, and then heavily stomped down.

Crack!

A clear sound of broken bones could be heard from Feng Luo's leg, causing everyone's expression to change.

"You trash, you actually dare to attack!"

When Feng Tianxiang saw this, he became furious. A fierce light flashed in his eyes and his body moved at an even faster speed!

Today, it was him who was guarding the Martial Arts Pavilion, but Feng Luo had one of his legs crippled. It was such a humiliation to him and put him in a bad situation.

One had to know, Feng Luo was the younger brother of the future Patriarch of Feng Family!

"Trash, since you are courting death, you can't blame me for that. So what if you've entered the Martial Tao? I'll cripple you right now and let you know that trash will forever be trash!"

Feng Tianxiang was extremely angry as he condensed Asura Qi in his hands. It was the martial art of Asura Hand that reached the Great Perfection.

If this move struck Long Yu, even if Long Yu did not die, he would still be crippled!

"Enough?"

Just as Feng Tianxiang was about to approach Long Yu, a dull voice came from outside the door. In a split second, a tall figure had arrived in front of Long Yu.

The Patriarch of Feng Family, Feng Changge, finally arrived at this time.