World of Honor

Feng Zuojun suddenly stood up, holding his bamboo sword over his head, his voice filled with a bit of pride, “You’re giving up so easily, Xie Yuling?”

Xie Yuling tried to suppress the turbulent true energy in his chest. “Weren’t you the one who surrendered first?”

“We have always been considered the strongest two disciples of this generation in the Academy, but this Su Baiyi only entered the school for one day and he beat us down one after another. Isn’t that too humiliating?” Feng Zuojun laughed.

Xie Yuling frowned slightly, “What are you trying to say?”

Feng Zuojun waved his bamboo sword, “My idea is, why don’t we team up?”

Xie Yuling was stunned, “Isn’t that even more shameful?”

“My father once said a word, no matter what, it’s always more honourable to win.” Feng Zuojun lowered his bamboo sword, and around him, sand began to float in the air. “I’ll go first, you follow up. Don’t use any of those acupoint techniques anymore, use the most vicious ones! The strongest ones! The most barbaric ones! Just like me!”

“Are you crazy?” Xie Yuling exclaimed.

“My surname is Feng, the same as in fengliu (romantic), fengdu (elegant), and also fengzi (madman)!” Feng Zuojun laughed loudly, rushing towards Su Baiyi. He swung his right hand with the bamboo sword, then grabbed the hilt with his left hand as well, clearly using the method of a heavy blade. “Great Wind Blade Technique – Sorrow of Ten Thousand Miles!”

Su Baiyi turned slightly, reaching out to grab the bamboo sword in Feng Zuojun’s hand.

“You think you can catch it with your bare hands just because it’s a bamboo sword? You underestimate our Feng family’s Great Wind Style.” Feng Zuojun said excitedly.

Su Baiyi looked down at his hand, only to see that his skin was being torn apart bit by bit, blood flowing from his hand, and around the bamboo sword there seemed to be tiny winds swirling.

“It’s blade qi.” Xu Zhe shouted. “You’re awesome, boss!”

“Snap.”

Su Baiyi snapped the bamboo sword in one hand, then shattered the remaining pieces with a palm strike. Feng Zuojun’s smile froze on his face, but before he could think more he immediately dropped his sword, jumped to Su Baiyi’s back with a leap, dodging the fist that was about to hit him again.

Feng Zuojun smiled smugly. “It’s just one punch after another, I’ve already seen through it.”

Su Baiyi seemed to understand his words, and turned around to kick at Feng Zuojun, who dodged again with a leap. He tore off his right sleeve, then bent his right hand slightly. “You think I’ll be afraid of you without a weapon? Look at my Feng family’s hand blade!”

He chopped down with his right hand, which indeed carried some of the momentum of a big blade!

Su Baiyi flipped over, and lifted his right leg sharply, colliding with Feng Zuojun’s right hand.

“Snap.” It sounded like two planks hitting each other.

Su Baiyi retracted his leg, his expression unchanged.

Feng Zuojun flipped over, landing three steps away. He first calmly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then finally began to shake his right hand. “Ow ow ow ow ow.”

“Being on par with an idiot like you in the Academy is really embarrassing.” Xie Yuling put away his folding fan, and clapped his hands together. “Rise!”

As Xie Yuling said this word “rise”, his muscles swelled up in an instant, and his originally thin body became as tall and burly as Feng Zuojun at this moment. His forehead veins bulged, and the wind around him became more fierce.

“Didn’t you hate this move the most?” Lan Yuzhe asked.

“I feel like I can only fight force with force now.” Xie Yuling shouted angrily. “Su Baiyi, look here!”

Su Baiyi turned his head at the sound, and a fist had already reached his face. He simply lowered his head, and took the punch with his forehead.

“Thud.”

This sound was not like planks hitting planks anymore, but like iron hitting iron.

“What martial art is Xie Yuling using?” Xu Zhe asked.

“Xie family’s ancestor had some connections with Shaolin Temple, and learned some of the Vajra Unbreakable Skill. Later, after integrating it with Xie family’s own techniques, he created a martial art called ‘Roar of the Tiger and Dragon’. What Xie brother is using now is the first half of it.” Lan Yuzhe opened his folding fan and waved it lightly. “Roar of the Tiger.”

Xie Yuling’s punches and palms were indeed somewhat tiger-like at this moment, but compared to the ordinary tiger fist, they were much more fierce and domineering, especially the roar that came out when he swung his fists and palms, which was really like a tiger’s roar that chilled people. Any martial art that was extremely powerful would consume a lot of true energy, and Xie Yuling and Su Baiyi had exchanged thirty moves in a blink of an eye. Su Baiyi could not easily push back Xie Yuling as before, but his face and breathing did not change at all, while Xie Yuling’s back was already drenched in sweat.

Feng Zuojun suddenly looked up and howled again, “Break!”

Su Baiyi’s figure finally paused, and Xie Yuling found a flaw and punched Su Baiyi out.

“Three true words really work!” Feng Zuojun exclaimed happily. “Break!”

“Break!”

“Isn’t it a three-word mantra? You only know this one word?” Xie Yuling asked.

“I don’t know how to read the other two words!” Feng Zuojun snapped. “Hurry up and attack! I’ll keep shouting!”

“Break!” But a voice shouted out first, and then Feng Zuojun opened his mouth, only to spit out a mouthful of blood.

The one who shouted that word “break” was Su Baiyi, who lowered his head and looked at Xie Yuling. He gently waved his palm, then lightly swung his right palm forward, while his left hand clenched into a fist and lifted slightly, looking exactly like Xie Yuling just now.

Roar of the Tiger!

“I told you to call the teacher.” The sweat on Xie Yuling’s back turned into cold sweat.

“Xu Zhe, bring Zhou Zheng gentleman  here. We’re in trouble for today’s situation. In the meantime, make sure no one dies, all of you from the Blood Cherry Sect.” Lan Yuzhe’s eyes that had always been squinted also opened up, showing a sharp gaze like a falcon’s. “Prepare to meet the teacher.”

“Disciples of the Academy will have to rely on themselves to travel the world one day. How can they think of their teacher whenever they encounter danger?” A gentle voice suddenly sounded in everyone’s ears.

“Sister.” Feng Zuojun’s voice sounded like the whole world had lit up. “Sister is here!”

Everyone in the courtyard breathed a sigh of relief, as if hearing the word “sister” was more reassuring than hearing “teacher”.

“You’re screwed.” Feng Zuojun pointed at Su Baiyi and laughed. “I told you, you’re screwed! You’re done for!”

Xie Yuling said helplessly, “Can you stop being so childish?”

A purple figure landed on Su Baiyi’s shoulder at this moment, then the figure lightly bounced up, then stepped down again, then bounced up again, then stepped down again… In just a few breaths, the purple figure had stepped on Su Baiyi’s shoulder dozens of times. Su Baiyi had no time to react, and his whole body was stomped into the ground. In the end, he only showed his head, grinning at everyone in the courtyard but unable to do anything.

Feng Zuojun immediately ran over and pointed at Su Baiyi and laughed, “I told you you’re screwed, right?”