The Ivy School students enveloped by Luo Feng's fist were greatly startled. They hadn't expected Luo Feng to attack so suddenly, giving them no time to react.

The immense fist energy, like a dome, bore down on the four Ivy School students, causing the air to vibrate violently.

"Don't even think about it!"

The four Ivy School students, jolted awake, frantically mobilized the Yuan Qi within their bodies to withstand the punch.

RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

The thick, imposing fist energy instantly blasted their Protective Gang Energy, exploding like dozens of bombs detonating at once.

PFFT! PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!

The Protective Gang Energy of the four Ivy School students shattered. Sent flying by the force of the fist, they spat out blood, their clothes blasted to shreds, leaving only tattered pieces of cloth to cover their bodies. This drew a wave of laughter.

Looking at Luo Feng, the four Ivy School students' eyes were filled with terror, their bodies trembling slightly.

The surrounding crowd's attention was completely fixed on Luo Feng, their faces filled with shock.

Although these four Ivy School students couldn't compare to Young Master Li Jun, they were all elite students nonetheless.

Yet, even when the four of them joined forces, they couldn't withstand a single punch from Luo Feng. His strength was truly formidable!

"Did I need to resort to a sneak attack for you lot?" Luo Feng squinted at them, a faint sneer playing on his lips.

Hearing this, the rtiad heroes in the crowd nodded approvingly.

Indeed. Luo Feng had just defeated those four in a direct confrontation. With such courage and strength, why would he need the trouble of a sneak attack?

Only then did everyone understand: Luo Feng had acted so decisively to prove that he didn't need to resort to such underhanded methods as a sneak attack to deal with these four.

"So they were playing the victim, falsely accusing Luo Feng."

"Yes, they've truly shamed Ivy School!"

Murmurs of discussion arose from the crowd, their gazes disdainful as they looked at the Ivy School students.

The four Ivy School students were speechless. The one who had just accused Luo Feng of a sneak attack was especially red-faced with shame, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into.

Li Jun stood to the side, his face ashen, his tightly clenched fists trembling slightly.

He had originally thought he could frame Luo Feng. However, he hadn't expected Luo Feng to act so domineeringly by directly attacking and injuring four people. This caused the plot to fall apart, instead giving Luo Feng the advantage.

"Senior Brother Li Jun, let's attack together and teach him a lesson!"

Several Ivy School students gathered around Li Jun, their eyes filled with anger as they stared at Luo Feng. They had lost all face today and wanted to gamble one last time to regain their dignity.

Luo Feng stood his ground, looking at the Ivy School students who hesitated, wanting to attack but not daring to. He smiled faintly. "What are you dawdling for?"

Li Jun looked at Luo Feng, his face grim, his eyes flickering.

During their previous exchange, he had been at a disadvantage. Although Luo Feng was also at the mid-stage of the Eighth Level of the Hell Realm, his Yuan Qi was incredibly dense. Moreover, Luo Feng had comprehended the Grand Momentum and probably still hadn't used his full strength.

Although I also have a trump card I haven't used, there's absolutely no hope of victory. I'll wait until Qin Huan's older brother, Qin Honglie, arrives tomorrow. Then we'll teach him a severe lesson! There's no need to clash head-on with him now, Li Jun thought.

With that, Li Jun glared coldly at Luo Feng, then waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"

The Ivy School students looked stiff. Having been so humiliated by Luo Feng, were they just going to leave like this? What face would they have left?

However, Li Jun had already turned and left without a backward glance. Having personally experienced Luo Feng's strength, despite their unwillingness, they dared not linger and departed with lowered heads.

Watching their retreating figures, Luo Feng didn't try to stop them. If this had been anywhere else, I would have killed them already. But this is Changxin Academy; I have to give Feng Linshan some face, he thought.

Glancing at the crowd, Luo Feng turned and headed towards the academy.

"Seeing is believing! This Luo Feng truly lives up to his reputation as someone who has comprehended the Grand Momentum. He acts decisively; he's truly a remarkable figure!"

"Li Jun's strength is ranked among the top four at Ivy School. I never thought he wouldn't even dare to fight Luo Feng."

"That man is cunning and treacherous. After such a public humiliation today, he definitely won't let this matter rest. I wonder how he'll try to deal with Luo Feng."

...

The crowd buzzed with discussion, still not recovered from the earlier shock.

In a corner, Qin Huan stood rooted to the spot, his face pale, constantly wiping cold sweat from his brow.

He had been there from the beginning and had witnessed the entire event. I'm silently thankful I didn't appear with Li Jun and the others; otherwise, I too would have lost all face, he thought.

I didn't expect this Luo Feng to be so strong! Even Li Jun was defeated by him. It seems I can only ask my elder brother to teach this kid a lesson tomorrow, Qin Huan muttered softly, then quietly slipped away into the crowd, afraid of being recognized.

After leaving the valley, Luo Feng wandered around Changxin Academy for a while before heading directly to his own small courtyard.

Upon returning to Anyi Residence, Luo Feng saw a slender figure from afar, pacing back and forth at the entrance of his small courtyard.

The young woman had neat, short, light-blue hair. She wore tight trousers and a beast-skin jerkin, accentuating her enchanting figure. In particular, her long, jade-like legs were so perfect they would make other girls jealous. Her sapphire-like eyes, reflecting arcs of light, were as captivating as a deep, emerald lake.

It was Bing Ruolan.

Luo Feng walked over and said with a smile, "Ruolan."

"Ah!"

Startled by the sudden voice, Bing Ruolan turned. Seeing Luo Feng, she patted her ample chest, pouted, and said, "You scared me."

She had been cultivating alone all day. Feeling bored, she had inexplicably found herself at Luo Feng's courtyard. She was just hesitating whether to knock when Luo Feng suddenly appeared, much to her surprise.

"What were you thinking about so intently?" Luo Feng laughed.

"Nothing!" Bing Ruolan quickly denied, her pretty face flushing slightly. Turning slightly away, she quickly hid her small hands behind her back, blinked, and asked, "I just heard about what happened at the valley entrance. Li Jun's strength is second only to the Four Young Masters in Ivy School, yet you easily defeated him."

"Although Li Jun's cultivation is high, his Martial Arts realm is quite ordinary, not worth mentioning," Luo Feng said, shaking his head.

Bing Ruolan's beautiful eyes shimmered. Li Jun is a renowned expert in the rtiad, yet you dismiss him as insignificant! she thought.

Lifting her gaze, Bing Ruolan looked at Luo Feng. "Among the four of us, your strength is the highest. For tomorrow's summit, are you confident you can defeat the Four Young Masters?"

Luo Feng touched his nose and said with a smile, "Fifty-fifty, I suppose. Why do you suddenly ask this?"

Luo Feng opened the courtyard gate and walked in.

"I heard that the newly discovered Secret Realm is extraordinary! If you obtain the treasures within it, you should have some means of self-preservation even if you encounter Duanmu Xiong again. Since Duanmu Xiong personally tried to kill you this time, he definitely won't let this matter rest easily." Bing Ruolan followed Luo Feng. As if remembering something, her Daimei furrowed slightly.

Luo Feng suddenly stopped and looked directly at Bing Ruolan. "Ruolan, I've made you worry these past few days."

Only then, looking closely, did Luo Feng notice the trace of fatigue on Bing Ruolan's pretty face.

Bing Ruolan smiled faintly and shook her head. These past few days, she had indeed been constantly worried that something might happen to Luo Feng, even waking from nightmares.

The atmosphere in the small courtyard grew a little strange, and both fell silent. Luo Feng's eyes suddenly lit up. "Ruolan, you've come at just the right time. I have something to give you."

"What is it?"

"Wait a moment." Luo Feng turned and walked into his room. A moment later, he came out holding a sheet of paper covered with writing, the ink still wet.

"This is for you," Luo Feng said, handing the paper to Bing Ruolan.

Bing Ruolan accepted the paper, glancing at Luo Feng doubtfully. When her gaze fell upon the writing on the paper, her beautiful eyes quivered slightly, her breathing quickened, and an excited flush appeared on her pretty face.

Written on the paper were none other than Luo Feng's insights on Sword Intent, which he had used to help He Qin comprehend.

Luo Feng surmised that these insights would also be helpful to Bing Ruolan, who was also a Sword Cultivator.

"Ruolan, these... Huh!"

Luo Feng was about to explain them to Bing Ruolan when he suddenly paused, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

As Bing Ruolan's eyes scanned the contents of the paper, her entire demeanor gradually changed.

Others might not have perceived anything, but Luo Feng, with his powerful Soul Power, sensed that she was entering a state of Profound Mystery. Her sapphire-like pupils seemed to flash with sword light, and the air within a three-foot radius around her gradually solidified, as if coalescing into a sword, imbued with an aura powerful enough to pierce the heavens.

This young woman's comprehension ability is truly remarkable, Luo Feng couldn't help but exclaim internally.

The comprehension of Sword Intent was incredibly profound. If its mysteries could be unraveled with just a few words, wouldn't everyone in the True Martial Continent be able to comprehend Sword Intent?

This page of insights was, in reality, just some of Luo Feng's personal understanding. What one could comprehend from it depended entirely on the Martial Artist themselves.

If one's talent was mediocre, they likely wouldn't perceive any Profound Level even after studying it for a hundred years.

Yet, Bing Ruolan entered the state of 'sword and selflessness' almost immediately upon her first reading, showcasing her terrifying aptitude for the Sword Dao.

Such a state was exceptionally rare. Luo Feng chose not to disturb Bing Ruolan. He closed the courtyard gate, sat down cross-legged nearby, and began to cultivate, simultaneously acting as her protector.

Immersing his consciousness within his body, Luo Feng gradually lost track of time.

The sun set and the moon rose. The night was as black as ink, adorned with brilliant starlight.

Suddenly, a cold wind swept through the entire courtyard, causing the flowers and plants in the nursery beds to sway wildly. Distinct ripples appeared on the surface of the nearby pond, as if something had swept across it.

Luo Feng, who was cultivating, opened his eyes and looked towards Bing Ruolan beside him.

Within a thirty-foot radius around Bing Ruolan, Sword Qi surged. A violent wind, like a furious dragon, howled through the courtyard, forcing Luo Feng to squint.

What a powerful aura! Luo Feng felt a slight shock in his heart. At that moment, Bing Ruolan suddenly tilted her head back slightly, her short, azure hair danced lightly in the night wind as her pupils gazed up at the night sky.

Her sapphire-like pupils shone brightly, seemingly resonating with the stars in the heavens above.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

At that instant, Luo Feng saw strands of light descending from the heavens, falling into the courtyard.

The light permeated Bing Ruolan's body, causing her skin to emit a soft glow. In that moment, Bing Ruolan herself seemed to transform into a star, her beauty utterly mesmerizing.

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