"Clatter!"
Ling Feng didn't say anything more, nor did he vent his anger pointlessly. He threw down the black iron plate and hairpin, turned around and left with heavy steps.
For the first time, he felt utterly humiliated!
But now, he was weak and could only endure it.
"Little Yan, it seems that young man holds a grudge against you."
Yao Chen's voice suddenly rang in Xiao Yan's mind.
"He's not the only one who holds a grudge against me."
Hearing the voice in his mind, Xiao Yan blinked slightly, unconcerned. "Opportunities are rare. If it's with someone else, then take it. Isn't that what you taught me, Master?"
"That's right. To become strong, sometimes, you still have to use certain necessary methods. I just don't understand why he would give you this iron plate when he's clearly stronger than you." "
Perhaps, he doesn't know the secret of this black iron plate?"
Xiao Yan raised an eyebrow, suggesting a possibility. Yao Chen agreed, "You're right."
"By the way, teacher, you said he's stronger than me, how strong is he?"
"Ninth-level Dou Qi!"
Xiao Yan asked again, and Yao Chen answered readily. Upon receiving the answer, Xiao Yan frowned slightly, "Judging from his age, he should be around my age. It seems his talent is no weaker than that of a seed member of my Xiao family. I didn't expect him to have such talent..."
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In the afternoon, the sun was already setting. In a quiet alley in the south of the city.
"Xiao Yan! I'll fuck your mother!"
"You remember this! The humiliation you suffered today, I will make you pay a hundredfold in the future!"
Suppressing his anger, Ling Feng entered the alley where the five people were, and began pounding the wall and kicking the ground to vent his fury.
Dou Techniques were exactly what Ling Feng needed most.
Although he possessed the Taotie bloodline, solving his physical problems, and even possessing talent stronger than Xiao Xun'er, a Dou Di-level bloodline user...
Moreover, even without cultivation techniques, he could advance through cramming as long as he had the necessary resources.
However, combat skills were what Ling Feng needed most, yet he didn't even possess the lowest-level Yellow-rank combat skill.
Born a commoner, he was utterly useless.
Therefore, Ling Feng desperately wanted the Profound-rank combat skill hidden in the black iron piece. But Xiao Yan's interference snatched away his opportunity, leaving Ling Feng extremely resentful.
Especially after Xiao Yan's use of money and power to intimidate him, Ling Feng harbored even more hatred towards him.
"Without a backer, without strength, you have to endure and yield at every turn, being inferior to others... I don't want this to happen again."
One hand braced against the wall, the other clenched tightly, slamming against it, Ling Feng's eyes filled with coldness.
Clearly, Xiao Yan's actions had ignited Ling Feng's hatred.
After venting his frustration, Ling Feng calmed down. "I still have the system. Surpassing Xiao Yan and crushing Yao Chen isn't impossible. Now, I must work even harder to cultivate and strive to break through to the Dou Zhe level as soon as possible!"
The incident with Xiao Yan instantly gave Ling Feng a clear and decisive plan for the future.
Composing himself, Ling Feng prepared to go home and focus on repairing the chain.
His home was located at the foot of the mountain south of the city.
It was more of an old-fashioned thatched hut than a proper home.
Because of their ordinary family background, Ling Feng's family could only live in a makeshift thatched hut at the foot of the southern mountain.
Ling Feng's parents were ordinary people, among the lowest ranks of the Dou Qi Continent. They were honest and hardworking, working from sunrise to sunset. Originally, although their family wasn't doing well, they managed.
But a year ago, Ling Feng's father offended a direct descendant of the Xiao family, and was ultimately beaten to death by them.
From then on, the pillar of the Ling family collapsed, and their lives became increasingly difficult. However, Ling Feng and his mother depended on each other for survival, and they managed to get by.
"Hey, isn't this Ling Feng, that good-for-nothing son of the Ling family?"
"Hehe, I've run into this good-for-nothing again. Perfect, I'll use him to practice and see how much my strength has increased recently."
"My Shattering Stone Palm has also improved a bit recently, perfect, I'll test it on him."
Just as Ling Feng was about to return to his thatched hut at the foot of the southern mountain, trouble struck again. Three figures suddenly appeared, blocking Ling Feng's way home.
"Xiao... Ke!"
Following the unfriendly voice, the owner of the voice instantly ignited Ling Feng's anger. Especially the three-man leader, whose eyes flashed with murderous intent.
His father, and even the 'Ling Feng's' predecessor, had been killed by Xiao Ke and his two lackeys.
The Xiao family's back mountain happened to be near Ling Feng's home.
Xiao Ke and his two companions harbored a deep-seated hatred and jealousy towards the Jia Lie family because they had been bullied by them.
Ling Feng's parents, being servants of the Jia Lie family, were thus branded with their mark. Xiao Ke and his gang, therefore, disliked Ling Feng's family and frequently caused trouble.
One day, Ling Feng's father, having endured much, finally snapped and cursed at Xiao Ke and his gang. Enraged, they beat him to death.
The Xiao family was one of the three major families in Wutan City. Ling Feng's family had no power to avenge their father, and no one would stand up for them or seek justice. Such was the cruelty of the world.
The strong can decide the life and death of the weak at will, never caring about their fate!
Of course, what makes Ling Feng hate Xiao Ke and his group so much isn't just that his father was killed by them, but also that they killed 'him'.
Because of his father's death, the original 'Ling Feng' angrily sought trouble with Xiao Ke and his group, but lacking any strength, he could only be bullied.
Especially since Ling Feng was exceptionally handsome, even more so than them, which fueled Xiao Ke and his group's resentment. Therefore, Xiao Ke and his group frequently harassed Ling Feng, using him as a human punching bag and constantly tormenting him.
The original 'Ling Feng' finally couldn't bear such humiliation and jumped into a lake outside the city, committing suicide, thus creating the current Ling Feng.
Although this was a grudge between the original 'Ling Feng' and Xiao Ke and his group, the Ling Feng who transmigrated seems to be influenced by the original 'Ling Feng,' naturally harboring hatred towards Xiao Ke and his group.
Especially after a month here, he has also been bullied by Xiao Ke and his group. Coupled with what had just happened with Xiao Yan, Ling Feng's hatred for the Xiao family intensified.
"Crackling!"
His hands clenched tightly, the knuckles scraping against each other, creating a bone-crackling sound. Recalling past humiliations, a dangerous glint flashed in Ling Feng's eyes.
"Oh ho, this piece of trash dares to glare at us? Looks like it's itching for a beating after a few days."
"Heh...what a spineless bastard!"
In the past, Ling Feng had always been subservient to them, but recently, he had changed repeatedly. Especially today, openly displaying hostility, which only fueled Xiao Ke and his two lackeys' desire to humiliate Ling Feng even more.
They continued to treat Ling Feng as trash, completely disregarding him.
"Cousin Xiao Ke, I can't take it anymore! Let me beat this piece of trash first today, how about it?"
"Fine."
Hearing the three of them speak so dismissively, treating him like a toy, completely ignoring him, Ling Feng was furious.
"I can tolerate Xiao Yan bullying me; he has powerful backers, and I can't beat him for now. But you bastards, don't even think about riding roughshod over me again! Today, I'll avenge all the humiliations I've suffered!"
Ling Feng's voice, though somewhat hoarse, carried a chilling intensity. Looking at Ling Feng's bloodshot eyes, Xiao Ke's eye twitched involuntarily, a strange unease rising within him...