The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 46 Special New Disciple

"Smack!" A large hand slammed down on the square wooden table, making a sharp, piercing sound.

If it were anyone else, they would probably be startled as if they had been awakened from a nightmare, but Feng Ling calmly yawned.

Immediately, Feng Ling slowly raised his head and, with sleepy eyes, saw several inner disciples in front of him with hostile expressions. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed!

"Hey guys, what are you guys up to?" Feng Ling stretched and yawned again, thinking to himself: I could scare a bunch of kids like you to death with just a glance in my past life! He really wasn't interested.

In fact, Feng Ling had been awake for a while, or rather, he had been in a meditative state. He had naturally heard all the gossip and petty tricks clearly. However, he didn't want to stoop to their level, so he simply ignored them!
After all, the most powerful of these inner disciples was only at the peak of the seventh level, which made him, a near-legendary ghost spirit master, feel embarrassed to lower himself to bully them.

"Oh ho, you're quite arrogant!"

A sharp glint flashed in the blond man's eyes, and the person beside him immediately understood.

"Hmph! You're sleeping soundly, kid. I'm afraid you're too lazy to do anything, so I've come to loosen up your muscles!"

A sixth-level disciple, speaking in a perfectly natural dialect, swung his right hand with a fierce palm strike towards Feng Ling's face as he spoke.

"Sigh!" Feng Ling sighed inwardly. He had indigestion and didn't want to take action, but he had no choice; the world was just too vast...

There are always some clueless people who will deliberately provoke you even if you ignore them.

"Hiss! Liu Er's Stone-Splitting Palm technique has reached its peak? Interesting... That hothead over there is in for a rough time!"

"Of course! It is said that this palm strike can shatter metal and split stone, and is extremely domineering. I am fortunate enough to witness it today, and I can judge whether it is true or not!"

"Tsk tsk! This person... is not simple. Although he is only at the sixth level, he has managed to push his combat strength into the seventh level with just this palm strike!"

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The dozens of peaks were quite noisy. Many disciples with slightly higher cultivation levels even rode the wind from nearby peaks and landed on the peak where Feng Ling and the others were, stopping to watch!
With the intention of watching a good show, most of the inner disciples did not leave, but instead showed an interested expression, clearly looking forward to it.

"Damn, this arrogant kid is really overestimating himself. He'll just have to wait for his hand bones to shatter!"

Wang Qingfengling only extended one hand, and the person who made the move showed disdain and contempt on their face!

"Boom!!" Rings of air rippled outwards, and the disciples' vigorous efforts to unleash the Stone Tablet Opening Palm technique were like mud sinking into the ocean, failing to even create a ripple.

Instantly, the disciples felt as if they had been slapped hard in the face, and the smiles on their faces froze.

"It's blocked...!"

Everyone was startled and stared in surprise, only to see Feng Ling tightly restraining Liu Er's right hand.

Everyone's faces flushed red without them even realizing it. Just a moment ago, they were very skeptical of the other person, but who would have thought that the change would be so swift!
"Kid, you...! Oh, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please forgive me this time!"

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Ling clenched his fist slightly, and the disciple named Liu Er screamed in terror, begging for mercy.

Liu Er's狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious or hideous) expression, as if he were dying, sent chills down the spines of the inner disciples, making their hearts pound: "Hiss! Where did this kid come from? When did the inner sect have such a person?"

"His strength is too abnormal!" This thought flashed through everyone's minds at the same time amidst their shock.

"Ah, it's broken! It's about to break! Let go, you bastard..."

Liu Er's face was contorted, his hand bones twitched, and a drop of water mist soaked his bloodshot eye socket, causing him to cry from the pain!

It is evident how terrifying the power was contained in Feng Ling's seemingly casual action!

"get out!"

With a howl, a sandbag-sized object crashed to the ground three meters away. It was Liu Er, clutching his broken hand, writhing and thrashing about in agony, clearly in excruciating pain.

Most of the disciples' eyes trembled violently as they watched, and many female disciples even turned their heads away, unable to bear to look.

"Sigh! There's nothing I can do, the difference in cultivation level is too great! Fighting them is practically bullying them!" Feng Ling himself felt embarrassed.

He had only given it a light squeeze, yet the other man's hand bone broke. Then, he released his grip and gave him a gentle push, sending the unfortunate fellow flying again!

It seems that breaking through too quickly isn't necessarily a good thing! You have to be careful in everything you do. I really admire those peerless experts; how do they manage to live like normal people?

That's what they say, but in reality, Feng Ling has always been extremely strict with his control over his own power. In fact, it's safe to say that in just a couple of days, he won't be so "rough." Feng Ling doesn't want to become the kind of superhuman who's so strong that even a metal fork at the table will be a nuisance. That would only lead to some ridiculous and laughable mistakes!
Thinking this through, Feng Ling decided to avoid taking action if possible. After all, the nail that sticks out gets hammered down, so he needed to keep a low profile!

"You bastard, how dare you touch my Tiger Tyrant's men! Today I'll show you who's in charge among these inner disciples!" The blond man winked again.

Immediately, Liu Er's three accomplices rubbed their hands together, exchanged glances, and then rolled up their sleeves, revealing their strong arms. They swung their fists and began to smash into Feng Ling's head!

Tiger Dad!?
Feng Ling's lips twitched. This guy's name reminded him of a terrifying word that was popular in his previous life, but only for top students.

"Alas! A disciple of a prestigious sect, acting so rudely and violently, how is he any different from those scoundrels and hooligans in the marketplace?" Feng Ling sighed, his eyes filled with helplessness.

"what!"

Just as Feng Ling was about to make a move to meet the group's attack, a cold, white-tinged-purple streak of light suddenly whistled through the air.

With a strong gust of wind, three figures coughed up blood and screamed in agony as they were violently thrown away!

"Oh!"

A streak of cold, purplish-white light flashed across Feng Ling's cheek before crashing into a towering mountain opposite, causing the rock strata to tremble and crack, leaving behind a trail of smoke and dust that lingered for a long time.

"Huh!?" Feng Ling was taken aback. He looked up at the white-clad figure flying towards him from afar and couldn't help but think to himself: It really is her! Judging from the power of that horizontal sword strike, her cultivation has probably reached the tenth level, but he didn't know exactly what level she had reached.

"Hiss!" The disciples watching were horrified, their lips trembling. They exchanged a glance, feeling each other's bodies shaking...

It's so cold! This was the only thought that arose in everyone's mind except for Feng Ling.

"Private duels are forbidden within the sect, so get out of here now!"

A cold, sharp female voice rebuked, its sound growing louder as it approached, echoing through the sky. Her tone was piercing and icy, seemingly devoid of any emotion.

"Ouch, my sternum is broken, it hurts so much!"

"Thank you so much, Senior Sister Leng, for showing mercy! You lot, why aren't you leaving? You're making a complete fool of yourselves!"

The blond man named Tiger Tyrant endured his injuries, bowed respectfully, and quickly led his remaining troops away with their tails between their legs.

Then, a gentle breeze swept by.

In an instant, a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in white, her skirt fluttering lightly, appeared before everyone's eyes. She was breathtakingly beautiful, with an ethereal air that seemed otherworldly. Her unparalleled beauty was beyond words, capable of captivating a nation.

"Huff, huff...!" Upon seeing the woman in white, an overwhelming sense of suffocation surged through the hearts of all the disciples, instantly overwhelming all the tenderness in their hearts.

Many of the male disciples were flustered and blushed, and they couldn't help but let out low, heavy breathing sounds!
Just because I was hiding in the crowd and secretly took one more look, I fell in love with her and couldn't extricate myself!

I don’t know how long it has been...

The disciples suppressed their excitement and joy, forcibly pulling back their naked admiration that had been drawn to the woman, and began to chatter and whisper among themselves.

"My God, it's Senior Sister Leng! What's she doing here? How could the Ice and Snow Goddess possibly appear in our inner sect? This happiness is... too sudden!"

"Tsk tsk, are you stupid? Have you forgotten that core disciples receive special treatment when they come to listen to lectures? They don't have to stay here in the open like us!"

"Hehe! We actually saw her a long time ago. I didn't have class today, but I came just to catch a glimpse of her! Even though I know it's impossible, I'm already satisfied just to see her from afar!"

"Same as above, +1!"

"Same as above, +1 +1!"

"Same as above ++++...101!"

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Life is not about persevering because of hope; it's about seeing hope because we persevere.

The world is full of chaos and troubles; may the sages offer you a pure land for your souls.

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(End of this chapter)