C14 (1/2)

Feng Ge returned to his own inn, and when he pushed open the door, his face immediately changed.

This was because what entered his eyes at this moment was a complete mess.

”A thief?” Feng Ge's first thought was that someone had entered his room.

Looking at the mess on the floor, even the bedding was lifted off the bed. Even the bedsheets were lifted off the bed, wasn't this Thief too exaggerated? Feng Ge could only shake his head and sigh. The imperial city was actually so inharmonious …

Helplessly tidying up the room, he mumbled to himself, ”Hey, I'm a pauper, what's the point of letting you steal from me? You've wasted your efforts.”

But just as Feng Ge finished talking to himself, behind the window outside the guest room, a figure jumped and disappeared into the endless night.

When night fell, Feng Ge took out the worn-out scroll that he had obtained from his Feng Family. Looking at the words ”The Way” on the scroll, he kept thinking about what exactly it was. Why was it that every time he opened this scroll, his consciousness would be attacked by some sort of power, making him feel dizzy?

Feng Ge placed the scroll horizontally on the table, his hands supporting his cheeks, he stared at the scroll in a daze. He really wanted to know what kind of martial skill was this, why was he unable to access it?

In the end, Feng Ge went onto the bed and meditated, entering a state of cultivation. He placed the scroll on the table, and no longer paid any attention to it.

After Feng Ge cultivated for about three hours, the door to Feng Ge's room was quietly opened.

A black clothed man wearing a nightgown and a mask lightly walked into Feng Ge's room without making a sound.

The black clothed man arrived in front of Feng Ge's table and stared at the old and broken scroll on the table. He reached out his hand and gently opened it.

”Ah …” Suddenly, the black-clothed man cried out in alarm. He hurriedly closed the scroll and leaped out of the window. That speed was as fast as lightning.

”Who?” At the same time, Feng Ge was awakened from his cultivation, but the shadow of the black-clothed man was no longer in the room. However, Feng Ge immediately ran to the window to take a look, but still failed to find anything.

Ye Zichen frowned, ”It seems like the intruders aren't just here today. They clearly have a purpose.” Feng Ge thought for a while, then realized something: It can't be because of the twenty thousand vouchers I have, right?

From Feng Ge's point of view, the thieves were after his money, but the reality was not as simple as Feng Ge thought. An expert with such agility, would he care about such a small amount of money?

The next day, Feng Ge paid the bill and found another inn to stay at. After that, he went out to wander the streets of the imperial city, since it was not easy to visit.

As he walked, Feng Ge actually arrived in front of a large house. As he looked up, he was instantly shocked in his heart.

Han Residence! This was Han Family, Han Feng's home, one of the three great forces of the imperial city!

Feng Ge turned his head and left. He did not want to stir up trouble at this time, after all, he still had to participate in the admissions assessment two days later.

However, just as he was about to turn around and leave, he happened to see an old acquaintance walking towards him …

”Han Feng...”

At this moment, Han Feng also saw Feng Ge, and he couldn't help but rush over, ”Trash, it's actually you, a four and a half star? ”I've been looking for you in the capital for an entire day now. I never would have thought that you'd come knocking on my door.”

When Han Feng saw Feng Ge, he got angry. Yesterday, he heard that when Flowing Cloud Academy was recruiting, a guy called four and a half stars came out, and his name was Feng Ge.

So, from last night, Han Feng sent people to all four corners of the inn to look for Feng Ge, who would have thought that today he would deliver himself up to the door?

”En...” Eldest Young Master Han, how did your injuries heal so quickly? ” Seeing Han Feng being so arrogant, Feng Ge could not help but laugh at him.

But Han Feng's injuries had healed so quickly, it really surprised Feng Ge. In just a few days, his right hand that was shattered had actually recovered?

”Cut the crap!” Han Feng didn't care about anything as he punched towards Feng Ge.

What was he afraid of in this place? This was his territory anyway, if Feng Ge dared to retaliate, he could guarantee that the guards of Han Family wouldn't be able to beat him!

Feng Ge was not an idiot. He agilely dodged to the side, dodging Han Feng's attack, ”Young Master Han, the duel between your grandfather and I was not held today!”

”You don't have the right to duel with me. Don't think that you can be arrogant and despotic just because you ate those pills and beat me. I will kill you today.”

That day, he lost to Feng Ge and was extremely unconvinced. After coming back to think about it, how could a mere four star warrior who had just obtained a Martial Souol possess the power of a martial master? If this wasn't drugs, then what was it?

”Purple Cloud Fist!” Han Feng did not wait for Feng Ge to speak. His body had already moved, and he once again launched an attack at Feng Ge.

Feng Ge was not a dead rascal. Since the other party had already gone all out against him, how could he bear it? Then let him have another taste of that day's defeat!

Feng Ge thought for a while and decided to counterattack. After that, he channeled the spirit energy in his body and gave the Astral Soul to his right hand.

”Good!” ”Come on.” Seeing Feng Ge striking back, Han Feng sneered in his heart, the Spirit Qi in his body quickly converged in his right fist and struck towards Feng Ge.

”Ya!” Feng Ge also let out a low shout, his right leg fiercely glared at him from the ground, and his body immediately rushed out, blocking Han Feng with a palm.

BOOM! When the fists and palms collided, there was a sudden muffled sound. At this moment, the two figures stopped on the spot for two seconds. Then, there was a miserable scream as a figure was sent flying.

”Puchi …” Feng Ge landed heavily on the ground. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and a mouthful of fresh blood flowed out.

”Like I said, if you didn't take drugs, how could you be a match for me? Killing you is as easy as killing an ant! ”Trash.” Han Feng said as he walked towards Feng Ge.

This time, he was even more certain that Feng Ge was not his match. On the day of the wedding, he must have consumed some sort of medicinal pellet and increased his strength.

Feng Ge was also very puzzled, why was it that during the palm strike on the day of the wedding, he was able to unleash a shocking amount of power, but there was no such power today? He was sent flying with just one move?