Chapter 142: Visitors from the Wu Family

Lin Feng watched as Wu Sansi was escorted away by the senior members, his expression remarkably calm, showing not a trace of anxiety.

It was Gu Feng, however, who wore a face full of agitation. He pulled Lin Feng aside and whispered harshly, “Lin Feng, what exactly is going on? You clearly had the chance to defuse the situation, yet you poured fuel on the fire, driving them into outright hostility. Do you realize the mess you’ve made? Tomorrow, the Wu family will come demanding retribution. What are we going to do then?”

Gu Feng was distraught, never expecting that Lin Feng would be such an unpredictable element, prone to stirring up major incidents at the slightest provocation.

Now, with the Wu family’s most valued young member grievously injured at the Tenglong Unit’s training ground, the Wu family would never let the matter rest. Their reckoning was inevitable.

It was worth noting that the Wu family held considerable status in the Jiujiang region, and their strength was formidable.

There were ten peak-level internal energy masters within the family alone, not to mention the patriarch, a master of the Transcendent Realm. If the entire family descended upon them to demand justice, how could they possibly withstand it?

“Gu Feng, the usual number of reserve members in the Tenglong Unit is only about fifty,” Lin Feng said calmly, ignoring Gu Feng’s accusations.

“That’s right.”

“Do you know why this year the reserve members number more than a hundred?”

“Hss... Are you saying... the War God intends to eliminate the influence of the aristocratic families within the Tenglong Unit, kicking all their strength out?”

Gu Feng was no fool. With just a slight hint from Lin Feng, he immediately grasped the truth.

After the crushing defeat the Tenglong Unit suffered last time, the War God had clearly realized the mistake of inviting the powerful aristocratic families into the special forces under his command.

Now was the opportunity to correct the course.

Having said these words, Lin Feng turned and walked away. The reserve members on the training ground erupted in cheers, even lifting Wang Zexi into the air, shouting victory.

For some time now, the reserve members, weaker in strength, had been bullied by the veteran members from the aristocratic families.

Today was their moment of triumph and vindication; everyone gathered joyfully.

“Instructor Lin! It’s thanks to your special training that we’ve come this far. Come, come, let’s lift Instructor Lin up!”

Seeing Lin Feng quietly standing to the side with a gentle smile, Wang Zexi had a sudden idea. He grabbed Lin Feng’s right leg and called on the others to lift him together.

“Oh—Instructor Lin, victory is certain!”

“Instructor Lin, victory is certain!”

These young soldiers of China expressed their gratitude to Lin Feng in their own way.

Though Lin Feng remained as composed as ever, a spark of joy kindled within his heart.

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The next day, Lin Feng was on the training ground, imparting to the reserve members practical experience for combat and how to skillfully apply the martial techniques from the Haotian Martial Scripture.

After all, in yesterday’s battle, it was clear that Wang Zexi’s combat experience was far inferior to Wu Sansi’s.

With such a concrete example before them, the reserve members listened attentively.

Just as Lin Feng was explaining the application techniques of the Piercing Fist, a commotion quickly rose from the other side of the training ground and reached his ears.

“Who is Wang Zexi? Step forward!”

“Whoever injured my nephew Wu Sansi yesterday, come out now! I’m here to settle the score!”

A broad-shouldered, burly middle-aged man with a dark complexion stormed from the training ground’s gate to the field, wielding a tiger-headed steel club with an aggressive air.

Gu Feng smiled and accompanied him, while subtly signaling Lin Feng.

“Thud—”

The dark-faced man slammed his heavy steel club onto the ground, sending up a shower of gravel. His voice was deep and gruff.

“Are you the new instructor?”

“That’s right. I am Lin Feng, the new instructor here.”

“Good. I’m here for your subordinate Wang Zexi. He injured my nephew Wu Sansi yesterday, and I intend to settle this debt!”

He glanced at Lin Feng disdainfully, clearly not considering him worthy of notice. His gaze swept past Lin Feng, searching the ranks for Wang Zexi.

After a moment, he spotted Wang Zexi, grinning widely.

“Ha! Kid, you’re the one I’m looking for! Trying to run? Today, I’ll cripple your hands and avenge my nephew!”

The dark-faced man spoke to himself without hesitation, paying no mind that this was Lin Feng’s class. He strode straight into the ranks, reaching out to grab Wang Zexi.

But Lin Feng’s figure flickered, instantly stepping in front of the man, calm as a still lake.

“They are my students. You have no right to punish them, much less take any of them away from me.”

The dark-faced man smirked, casting a contemptuous glance at Lin Feng.

“Oh? I heard a new instructor arrived at the Tenglong Unit. No need to guess, it must be you. Let me tell you, the Wu family is not someone you can provoke. You don’t even bother to ask—you’re just a small-town martial artist, yet you dare oppose the Wu family? I think you’re courting death!”

With that, he raised his tiger-headed steel club and slammed it down toward Lin Feng’s head with deadly intent.

He didn’t care about Lin Feng’s life; this was a killing move.

Lin Feng furrowed his brows slightly and shifted his body, dodging the heavy blow, a flicker of anger kindling within.

“Ah, your footwork is not bad, kid, but you think you can just run away? I’m not alone today—there are three Transcendent Realm martial artists with me. Even if I turn this place upside down, I’ll find that bastard Wang Zexi!”

Three Transcendent Realm martial artists!

Gu Feng’s heart skipped a beat at those words.

Seeing Lin Feng threatened and caught in a dilemma, Wang Zexi knew he was the cause of the trouble and didn’t want to drag others down, especially not Lin Feng.

So he stepped forward, patting his chest.

“Hmph, I’ll take responsibility for my own actions. So what if I hurt Wu Sansi? Come at me!”

“Heh, you’ve got guts. Good. Now, if you kneel before my nephew, admit your wrongs, and apologize, I might spare you.”

The dark-faced man waved his hand, and Wu Sansi emerged from a group of attendants.

A haughty smile curved his lips as he sneered coldly.

“Wang Zexi, you didn’t expect this, did you? If you’d obediently let me cripple your abilities yesterday, none of this would have happened. Remember, all this is because of your arrogance! The weak should bow to the strong—you’re no exception!”

“Hahaha! You think you can surpass me through effort? You’re dreaming. Today, not only you but that secretive instructor helping you—I won’t let any of you go!”

Wu Sansi, relying on his family’s power, had become outrageously arrogant.

Lin Feng’s brows knitted tighter. It seemed he had kept too low a profile for too long. Otherwise, why would these insignificant pests dare to shout so boldly in his presence?