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Chapter 409 Han Feng: Want a main course?

Everything happened too fast. The students present only saw a blinding light burst from Ma Hongjun's body, followed by a buzzing sound that made their brains tremble. After everything dissipated, Ma Hongjun and Oscar had already disappeared from the Soul Arena.

Quite a few teachers saw through everything, but those present were all perceptive enough to smile knowingly and did nothing to attract attention.

To be honest, the fighting power displayed by Ma Hongjun and Oscar was even stronger than that of most of the teachers present. Since Han Feng has already intervened, it means that Han Feng does not want the students to see the outcome of the battle between Ma Hongjun and Oscar. It is fine for these teachers to exchange ideas among themselves, but if it becomes public knowledge and displeases Han Feng, no one will have a good outcome!

After all, Oscar is a support-type Soul Master, while Ma Hongjun is a power-attack Soul Master. There's nothing to say about Oscar losing to Ma Hongjun, but it's not nice for a power-attack Soul Master to lose to a support-type Soul Master. Even if Ma Hongjun doesn't care, Han Feng will still try his best to protect Ma Hongjun.

Although it was just a trivial matter for Han Feng, it was something that these people had to treat with utmost care!

The trainees were naturally unhappy that they couldn't see the outcome of the match between Ma Hongjun and Oscar, but that was no longer Han Feng and his group's concern; Flander would handle it.

In fact, Flander did not expect Ma Hongjun to lose, but even if Flander put himself in Ma Hongjun's position at that time, it seems that he could not do very well.

Admittedly, if Ma Hongjun had gone all out from the start, he would have had a high chance of winning. However, as a top-tier offensive Soul Emperor, it would be rather uncouth for him to act like he was fighting to the death against a support Soul Master, especially one who was his good brother.

On the other side, Oscar and Ma Hongjun, who had returned to the group, seemed to be in two different worlds. Han Feng stood in the middle, expressionless, with a hint of helplessness between his brows, carrying one in each hand, creating a stark contrast.

Oscar, on the left, was overjoyed, beaming with delight, and excitedly greeted everyone.

Ma Hongjun on the right had a face full of frustration and looked dejected, as if he had lost all hope in life.

He actually got beaten up by a support-type Soul Master!

Although Oscar's final hammer blow didn't land, it was merely an aftershock. Ma Hongjun knew that if that hammer had hit him, he would most likely have had to come back lying down, and might even need Ye Lingling's help to treat him now!

However, no one seemed inclined to comfort Ma Hongjun.

They are all adults, all Soul Masters who have been trained outside. It was just a friendly spar. If they can't even withstand this little setback, how could Ma Hongjun have endured four years of trials and tribulations outside?

Moreover, everyone present knew each other well, so how could they not see through it?

The two of them are definitely showing genuine emotion right now, but it's mostly just a funny act. The only one who seems a little hesitant is probably Ye Lingling.

The girls, led by Liu Erlong, scoffed at this, thinking Ma Hongjun and Oscar were too childish—twenty years old and still acting like kids. Han Feng and the other boys, on the other hand, were having a blast. Zhao Wuji joined in, constantly teasing Ma Hongjun with jokes, and even the Grandmaster smiled, leaving Liu Erlong and the other girls feeling both embarrassed and helpless.

A man is a boy until he dies; that's probably what it means!

"Fatty! A bet is a bet! You said yourself that you wouldn't touch meat for a year!" Taking advantage of this moment, Oscar also challenged Ma Hongjun, bringing up the bet they had made before.

Upon hearing this, Ma Hongjun's breath caught in his throat!

Don't be fooled by Ma Hongjun's weight loss; he didn't actually diet. Instead, he combined it with a lot of physical training and the refinement of the Phoenix Flame. Although he did have some dietary restrictions over the past four years, he definitely didn't stop eating meat. Meat is still his lifeblood!

I had finally made it through the tough times and was finally able to eat whatever I wanted without worrying about gaining weight, but then it was postponed for another year, and during that year, I couldn't touch any meat at all!

This is going to kill Ma Hongjun!

"Ahem!" Ma Hongjun coughed lightly, about to say something, when Oscar had already seen through his thoughts.

Oscar glanced sideways at Ma Hongjun and said, "You've spent your whole life cheating on meals, drinking and causing trouble, and frequenting brothels. You've ruined your character in terms of food, alcohol, and even prostitution. All you've got left is gambling. Don't make me look down on you!"

"Fuck you!" These words hit Ma Hongjun right where it hurt. Ma Hongjun's face turned red, and he cursed angrily. He was about to retort, but when he met Oscar's ambiguous smile, he couldn't help but lose his temper.

What Oscar said isn't entirely wrong.

"You have to make Feng treat me to that meal! This is a scheme I've painstakingly planned for five years! Now that Feng has agreed, don't you want to see him get his comeuppance?!" Ma Hongjun said earnestly to Oscar, his old face contorted with worry, hoping Oscar could grant him two more days.

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai and Tang San, who were standing to the side, both showed hesitant expressions.

While it would certainly be interesting to make Ma Hongjun go a year without eating meat, compared to that, it would be an absolutely unique opportunity to trick Han Feng. Moreover, it's none of their business, so they would naturally be most happy to see Han Feng and Ma Hongjun fall into the trap!

Han Feng's face darkened, and seeing everyone's reaction, he almost rolled his eyes to the back of his head!

So the Oscars prepared for five years just to screw over you, Ma Hongjun, once, while you, Ma Hongjun, prepared for five years just to screw over me once?!

Should I also prepare for a few years, ready to scam someone?

Most importantly, could you please look away from me a little when you say that? I'm standing right next to you, are you really treating me like I'm invisible?!

"Impossible!" Even Tang San and Dai Mubai were tempted. Ma Hongjun originally thought it was a sure thing, but unexpectedly, Oscar rejected him righteously!

"Good brother!" Han Feng was overjoyed upon hearing this, put his arm around Oscar's shoulder, and laughed loudly.

Dai Mubai and the other two looked puzzled, but Han Feng guessed something. Back when Oscar was in the far north, he might have died there if it weren't for Han Feng. Besides saving his life, Han Feng also helped Oscar hunt down his fifth soul skill, taught Oscar about his blood energy, and needed Han Feng to teach him the rest of the body refining technique. So naturally, he wouldn't deliberately try to trick Han Feng.

"Wow!" Ma Hongjun exclaimed, wailing, "What are we going to do?! Feng Ge and Rongrong's wedding is in five days! If you don't let me eat meat, won't that ruin the atmosphere?!"

"A grand wedding!?" Oscar was immediately stunned after Ma Hongjun finished speaking.

He had been training outside for the past few years, especially in the last year. In order to find the Mirror Beast, he went to a different place almost every day. His contact with everyone was completely cut off, and no one could find him. So he naturally did not know about Han Feng and Ning Rongrong's wedding.

Seeing this, Dai Mubai and Tang San laughed and explained to Oscar.

Meanwhile, Ma Hongjun shrank to the side, muttering, "The wedding of the young sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School! The richest place in the world! Dragon liver and phoenix marrow! Delicacies from land and sea! Everything that flies in the sky! Everything that swims in the sea! Everything that runs on the ground! Sigh! It's all gone!"

Ma Hongjun had been looking forward to Han Feng and Ning Rongrong's wedding for a long time!

The wedding of the young sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the spokesperson of Heavenly Principle will definitely be extravagant. Ma Hongjun doesn't care about anything else, since it has nothing to do with him anyway. He only cares about what he can eat!

Given Han Feng and Ning Rongrong's status, would the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School not provide them with some rare and precious treasures to justify their status?

Hearing Ma Hongjun's mutterings, Han Feng's eyes twitched. He gave Ma Hongjun a light kick in the backside and snapped, "You think I'm some kind of innocent victim? Dragon liver and phoenix marrow? You want to eat and drink for free? You think you don't need to pay a gift?"

"Sigh!" Ma Hongjun turned to look at Han Feng, sighed, and said with a look of utter despair, "I can't live without meat! I can't live without meat!"

"Speaking of which, now that Fatty mentioned it, I'm also curious. What kind of wedding are you and Rongrong going to have? There might not be any dragon liver and phoenix marrow, but there should at least be a few main dishes, right?" At this moment, Dai Mubai and Tang San had finished explaining to Oscar and, hearing Han Feng and Ma Hongjun's conversation, came up and asked curiously.

Whether or not there's a gift of money, neither Han Feng nor Dai Mubai really cares. If we're really talking about gift money, how much is too much for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?

It's just for good luck.

Han Feng glanced at Dai Mubai, clearly still holding a grudge against these guys for plotting against him earlier. He grinned and said dryly, "Want some serious stuff, huh? Boneless chicken feet! Steamed tiger paws! Herbs with sausage! Vinegar-braised iron hammer! Tough enough, right!?"

Upon hearing this, the smiles on Dai Mubai and the others' faces froze instantly!

How could they not understand that Han Feng was referring to them?

Phoenix, White Tiger, Sausage, Blue Silver Emperor, and Clear Sky Hammer have all been served at the dinner table!

"Why don't you just kill yourself?!" Dai Mubai glared at Han Feng and cursed.

Han Feng shrugged noncommittally, feigning indifference, and said, "It's not impossible. Charcoal-grilled door panel or deep-fried iron tower? As long as you can eat it, Rongrong and I don't mind!"

"Me!" Dai Mubai was speechless for a moment—he forgot that he might have a slight chance of winning against Han Feng in a battle of spirits, but he had basically never won against Han Feng in a battle of words!

"Alright, alright..." Tang San quickly smoothed things over, asking Han Feng, "Han Feng, Mu Bai was just curious, after all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is currently the number one sect in the world!"

"But I don't know either! I'm not a cook!" Han Feng shrugged helplessly and answered in a very straightforward manner.

In terms of scale, soul beasts are definitely the most prestigious food in Douluo Continent. The higher the cultivation level of a soul beast, the higher its status. But not only will Xiao Wu be attending Han Feng and Ning Rongrong's wedding as a bridesmaid, but Da Ming and Er Ming will also be there. Bringing soul beasts to the dinner table in front of three 100,000-year-old soul beasts is practically forcing Da Ming and Er Ming to flip the table!

But if it weren't for the soul beasts, how would Han Feng know what kind of tricks the chefs of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would come up with?

(End of this chapter)