Chapter 7
The whole Mountain fell into a confused silence. Many people even thought that long Shen had mistakenly injured himself. They refused to believe that the trash could actually cultivate!
Long Qing was dumbfounded. Not even she could understand what just happened on the stage.
She frowned as she replayed the scene, then a shocking thought appeared in her head. As she remembered that Long Feng wasn't even wary of them the previous day, she was reassured that her thought was right.
"Does that means he could actually cultivate, yet no one in the whole city knows, not even his father? Then could he be at the peak of connate realm Like us, or probably a rank 8 connate cultivator!" She thought. Things were not looking good. It would seem now that he wasn't being foolish when he chose to accept her bet.
She naturally had no idea that he really accepted her bet out of his own recklessness and only began to cultivate after that. She would have been utterly rocked.
"Long Feng wins!" Long qianmu uttered slowly while casting a deep glance at Long Feng. To think this kid had actually managed to fool the whole city.
Long Yuan's arms on the armrest of his chair shook violently as he stared at Long Feng. He was so excited that tears flowed out of his eyes.
He had always thought that his son would remain a cripple for life, unable to cultivate. But today, his son just revealed true strength of a cultivator. He also thought Long Feng was a rank 8 connate cultivator at such a young age, which meant his talent was higher than even Long Qing.
Long feng walked down the stage and went and stood behind his father with a proud smile. Long Yuan looked at his two brothers who had ugly expressions on their faces and smiled.
"Hahaha! What a surprise! Young nephew Feng can cultivate, and his talent seems to be similar to Qing'er and little Wei. The Long clan would probably have a new great genius, that is something to be happy about. Congratulations Clan Chief. Please, take care of little Feng well." Long Yan said with a forced smile.
"Hahaha! Brother Yan is too polite! This untalented kid should have told us that he could cultivate. He came up here and showcased his lacking skills. I will definitely punish him for that. And don't worry about him. I will surely protect him well". Long yuan replied with a loud laugh.
In truth, he was quite happy with Long feng for not telling anyone that he could cultivate. That way, he had directly slapped the faces of his uncles and everyone in the city who said he was trash! The mere thought of that made him feel energized.
Even the four great elders of the clan were quite amazed by Long feng. And even though their cultivation surpassed his by far, they were still unable to see through him. They also didn't know what his cultivation was.
"Young nephew Feng is truly worthy of being the clan Chief's son!" Long Qianmu praised coldly. Then continued the meeting without wasting further time. The air in the mountain seemed to have dropped a bit in temperature though.
"Next contestants are Long Wei against Long meng!" He shouted.
Long meng was a rank 5 connate cultivator, but she instantly gave up.
"Long meng concedes, Long Wei wins!" Long qianmu announced, smiling smugly at Long Yuan.
Long qing's opponent also gave up without fighting!
Other people battled for a while before it was finally Long feng's turn again to go on stage.
"Long Feng against Long Yi" Long qianmu announced.
Long Yi was a rank 6 connate cultivator, the same person who had sworn to swallow his sword if Long Feng was to ever cultivate. He jumped into the stage. Long feng walked into the stage slowly and measured his opponent with a smile.
Looking at Long Yi, he said loudly so that the whole Mountain could hear
"I remember you. You swore to swallow your sword if I can ever cultivate. So come on, swallow it. Are you going back on your words? " He asked
Long Yi 's face turned ugly
"Let's fight" he returned.
"I remember you also said you would cripple your cultivation by yourself. Will you do it or do i help you? " Long feng asked again
Long Yi almost went mad. He pulled out his sword from his waist sheath and shouted.
"Annihilation slash!" That was his strongest Martial skill. He slashed the sword at Long feng.
A black sword light shot out of the sword towards Long Feng. Long Feng's expression turned serious as he quickly gauged the power behind the attack.
Long Yi'w cultivation was technically higher than his own, so he didn't know whenever he could win this fight.
Of course, that thought quickly faded as he realized that the power of the attack was much weaker than he expected.
"Is this your best shot? Disappointing." Long Feng mocked. He pointed his palm at the sword light headed towards him while his inner energy gathered on his palm.
The sword light was destroyed directly when it collided against Long Feng's palm. This proved Long Feng's guess; his cultivation was lower, but somehow, his strength was above that of Long Yi. This fascinated him and he became curious to know just how strong he was.
"Since I can't cripple your cultivation, I can stop you from ever using your lousy sword." Long Feng added, then a streak of light shot out of his finger. The light was so fast that not even Long qing could follow it with her eyes.
"Argh!" Long Yi screamed, holding his right hand while dropping his sword. The light had cut a deep wound on his wrist.
Many people gulped heavily as some of them turned to glance at Long Yan.
"Long Feng! How dare you?" Long Yan shouted. Long Yi was his son and although he wasn't as talented as long Wei, he was still a rare swordsman. Now, his hand was being crippled, how could Long Yan not feel pained?. Perfectly healing the arm would take a lot of time and resources. This naturally infuriated him.
"Elder Yan, this is a battle stage. Injuries are a natural occurrences. If I was crippled here, you wouldn't even bat an eyelid. If you don't want your son to be injured, then why have him cultivate? Why not just hide him in your room forever? That way, he would always be safe." Long feng replied and Long yan was lost for words. He harrumphed, before leaping unto the stage and taking Long Yi with him to cure his injuries.
"Long feng wins!" Long qianmu announced coldly.
Long Wei and Long qing's opponents both surrendered again. It seemed like everyone in the long clan had a deep fear and respect for the two of them. No one wanted to fight against them. Another reason was because they were the only younger generation who were at the peak of the Connate realm, and no one could hope to defeat them. Even most wardens who were at the peak connate realm could not defeat the two of them!
The battle went on. Long feng defeated all opponents below the seventh connate realm with a palm. Only those at the seventh or eight level of the Connate realm could make him move.
"Long feng against Long Chen!" Long qianmu shouted.
Long Chen was Long Shen's older brother and he was a rank 8 connate cultivator. He stood across Long feng on the stage, staring at him coolly, as he released his aura. It must be known that all this while, Long feng had not released his own aura.
"Fight!" he spat, before throwing out his fist. Long feng also threw out a punch. Their fists collided and energy rippled out. Many people were injured by the energy ripples. Long Chen was pushed back a few meters after the collision, while Long feng hadn't taken even a step backwards. He instead shot forward.
"Desolation fist!" Long Chen shouted, using a martial skill, he threw out another fist. Long feng just began cultivating a few days ago, so he hadn't studied of learnt any martial skill. That put him in a disadvantaged situation.
He swirled round, dodging the fist, then kicked out his right leg towards Long Chen's chest. Long Chen crossed his arms in front of his chest and took Long Feng's kick head on.
BOOM!
Energy ripples exploded outwards again. This time, the crowd was prepared. They rapidly moved back.
Long Chen had been kicked several steps away, almost falling out of the stage. But had no time to regain his composure, as Long Feng had appeared in front of him almost instantly.
Long feng shot out his right palm. Long Chen shakily lifted his left palm.
BOOM!
Energy rippled out yet again. The battle ended as fast as it began. Long Chen was shot out of the stage and he crashed on the floor, spurting out mouthfuls of blood. His left arm dangled uselessly. His arm was broken!