Demon Dragon Mad God-Chapter 1040 - 719:

The Hall Master did not know what Lin Feng had sent or how profound Lin Feng’s artifact refining technique was, so he refused.

For the Hall Master, one of the top artifact refiners on the mainland, nothing could impress him except profound artifact refining techniques.

Deputy Hall Master Hu was bewildered when he heard this. He knew the value of the jade scroll Lin Feng had sent because he had once received Lin Feng’s guidance.

In Deputy Hall Master Hu’s view, the jade scroll Lin Feng had presented was simply priceless, an item that couldn’t be bought with even a trillion top grade spirit stones.

Yet the Hall Master refused such a priceless treasure!

Deputy Hall Master Hu was instantly anxious, but since the Hall Master had already declined, as a subordinate, he found it inappropriate to directly accept on Lin Feng’s behalf.

"Um... Hall Master, Lin Feng means well, so let’s accept it!" Deputy Hall Master Hu quickly spoke up.

However, Deputy Hall Master Hu’s words only elicited a reprimand from the Hall Master.

"Xiao Hu, you are also an elderly person now, yet you desire gifts from the younger generation!" the Hall Master mildly rebuked with a hint of displeasure.

The Hall Master had no desire for Lin Feng’s gift; he wanted Lin Feng to owe him a favor, paving the way for an introduction to his mentor in the future.

Deputy Hall Master Hu was nearly driven mad, feeling as though ten thousand horses were stampeding through his heart.

"Lin Feng!"

The young man in black walked up to Lin Feng and immediately shouted coldly.

Immersed in contemplation, Lin Feng opened his eyes upon hearing the voice, glanced at the young man in black, and then at the well-dressed young man behind him, immediately understanding the situation.

Trouble had arrived!

Lin Feng did not speak; he merely observed the opposite party calmly, waiting for him to speak.

"You’re bold to rob my brother and three others of their storage rings. I’ll give you a chance to return them double and apologize!" the young man in black said coldly.

He initially planned to kill Lin Feng, but considering Lin Feng’s potential connection to Master Huo Yuan, he stepped back to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"Sorry, I don’t have it!" Lin Feng shook his head and replied.

Double return?

What a joke!

Even if he had such wealth, he wouldn’t give it away.

The only reason he robbed them was because they tried to extort him—it was their own doing.

"Ignorant of your own demise!" the young man in black’s eyes gleamed with a murderous aura upon hearing these words, while the well-dressed young man clenched his fists tightly in fury.

"Alright, since you refuse, accept my challenge—dare you?" the black-clad young man shouted fiercely, his voice echoing across the four directions. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

All disciples around the Mystical Technique Sacred Mountain from the Divine Martial Academy were alerted; everyone stopped contemplating the mystical technique and looked over.

"Isn’t that Leng Jiang from the North Garden?"

"And He Chuan Yan!"

"Which garden’s disciple is that young man from?"

"He’s a disciple from our South Garden, probably named Lin Feng. He even offended Taishi Xuan last time!"

Many people began to whisper quietly, watching the unfolding situation.

"Not interested!" Lin Feng responded indifferently to the challenge from the young man in black, Leng Jiang.

"Is that so?" Leng Jiang uttered with a soft laugh and, in the next moment, suddenly attacked.

Boom!

A fist like a mountain struck straight towards Lin Feng’s head.

The power of this punch was unmatched, roaring like an angry dragon filled with destructive force.

The punch was extremely fast, closing in on Lin Feng’s face in an instant.

"Courting death!" Lin Feng was instantly enraged, not expecting his opponent to attack without warning.

In haste, he quickly tilted his head back and raised a hand to block.

In the next moment.

Boom!

Leng Jiang’s fist collided violently with Lin Feng’s palm, like two mountains crashing together, producing an earth-shattering explosion.

Whizz!

Lin Feng was sent flying with that one punch, his body slicing through the air before he gradually landed on the ground after flying thousands of feet back.

"Trash, dare to fight?" Leng Jiang stood tall, his face showing arrogance as he coldly stared at Lin Feng in the distance.

He aimed to provoke Lin Feng’s anger and force him to accept the challenge.

However, despite having heard from the well-dressed young man, He Chuan Yan, about Lin Feng’s strength, he was secretly astonished to see it for himself.

A quasi-emperor realm martial artist could actually withstand a punch at five-tenths of his strength; this ability to battle beyond one’s level was indeed terrifying, comparable to the academy’s Saint Heirs.

Lin Feng stabilized himself, looking at Leng Jiang with an extremely dark expression, killing intent rising in his heart.

"Ghost Saint Elder, what is this person’s cultivation level?" Lin Feng asked the Yama Demon Saint through mental communication.

He couldn’t clearly discern his opponent’s cultivation level, whether it was the Martial Emperor Realm Third Layer or Fourth Layer.

"Martial Emperor Realm Third Layer!" the Yama Demon Saint replied.

Lin Feng understood instantly; if it was the Martial Emperor Realm Third Layer, it wasn’t too powerful.

However, he still lacked the confidence to defeat a Third Layer martial artist; though stronger than a Second Layer martial artist, defeating a Third Layer one was challenging.

"Fine, I accept your challenge!" Looking at the arrogant Leng Jiang, Lin Feng nodded.

Having been bullied, he naturally wouldn’t retreat, not fearing a battle even against a strong opponent.

"Great! Tomorrow morning, let’s decide the victor in the battle space!" Leng Jiang’s face showed a smile upon Lin Feng’s acceptance.

As long as Lin Feng agreed to fight, everything would be resolved easily.

"In a month," Lin Feng said indifferently, having no assurance to win a fight now, so he could only delay the timing, aiming to enhance his strength further.

"Stalling for time?" Leng Jiang narrowed his eyes, knowing well that a month could bring many unforeseen changes.

However, he didn’t believe Lin Feng’s strength would surpass his in a month.

He worried Lin Feng might find help during this time or leverage relations with Master Huo Yuan to exert pressure.

After a slight hesitation, he nodded and agreed, "Fine, in a month, we shall duel!"

Leng Jiang wasn’t too worried, as he had some backing too, though far inferior to Master Huo Yuan’s.

"Let’s go!" Leng Jiang called to He Chuan Yan, turning around to leave.

"Lin Feng, I told you, you would pay the price!" the well-dressed young man, He Chuan Yan, glanced at Lin Feng, his eyes showing a mocking smile.

He seemed to envision Lin Feng being crushed, soul shattered.

He Chuan Yan also turned and left.

Lin Feng sighed, feeling frustrated, wanting only to cultivate in peace, yet always someone stirred trouble.

Of course, it was also his ruthlessness causing this trouble.

Lin Feng didn’t linger, either, leaving through the exit to return to the academy.

The duel between Lin Feng and Leng Jiang soon spread among the disciples around the Mystical Technique Sacred Mountain, quickly circulating through the academy.

...

Lin Feng returned to his building, sat cross-legged on a cushion, and began contemplating how to quickly increase his strength.

To enhance his power, it seemed he could only break through to the Martial Emperor Realm!

"Kid, you’re truly disgraceful!" Yama Demon Saint suddenly spoke up.

"How am I disgraceful?" Lin Feng frowned slightly upon hearing this.

"Heh! With your talent, you should be sweeping across all directions, dominating the entire younger generation. Yet here you are, bullied by ants, hesitating and timid—what shame!" Yama Demon Saint sneered disdainfully.

Lin Feng’s face darkened hearing this. Sweeping across all directions? He wasn’t even in the Martial Emperor Realm yet—how could he do that? What nonsense!

"I’ve already accepted that challenge—how does that make me disgraceful?" Lin Feng said, frustrated.

"Of course it’s disgraceful. Fight this battle to make a name for yourself, shock the Divine Martial Academy, display your defiant talent! Eventually, you’ll dominate the younger generation, even shake the universe, swallowing up the eight desolates." Yama Demon Saint said with authority.