High Martial Arts: Become a God by Spending Money, Start by Spending All Your Compensation Funds

The coldness in Lin Yun's eyes instantly subsided.

Crossing the boundary?

The business of guiding students is based on their own abilities. When did Class B become someone's private property?

He didn't want to cause trouble, but someone reached out to him and even hit his people, so this matter could not be left unresolved.

"Come on, take me to him."

Lin Yun didn't bother to ask about Long Feng's background and simply had Gu Xiaoman lead the way.

Gu Xiaoman gritted her teeth and followed behind Lin Yun.

On the way, Lin Yun sent a message to Qian Hao and the other four, telling them to meet directly at the dormitory building of Class B1.

When Lin Yun and Gu Xiaoman arrived at the B1 class dormitory building, Qian Hao and the other four were already waiting downstairs.

When the group saw Gu Xiaoman's bruised and swollen face, they were furious.

"Brother Yun, this Long Feng is too arrogant! Does he really think our Class C is helpless?"

"How dare you touch Brother Xiaoman! This matter cannot be left unresolved!"

Lin Yun waved his hand, signaling them to be quiet, and then walked upstairs.

"Let's go up and ask first."

The group arrived at Long Feng's dormitory door, and Lin Yun raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The door was quickly opened, and a tall, strong boy with arrogant eyes stood in the doorway; it was Long Feng.

When he saw Lin Yun and his group, he was stunned for a moment, then sneered, crossed his arms, leaned against the door frame, and looked disdainful.

"Hey, isn't this Lin Yun, the big shot from Class C? What's this? Bringing so many people here, are you trying to stand up for your underlings?"

Lin Yun's gaze fell on his face, and he said in a deep voice, "Gu Xiaoman is my roommate. You hit him, and I'm here to demand an explanation."

"Demand an explanation?"

Long Feng laughed a few times as if he had heard a joke, his eyes full of contempt.

"I was the one running the B-class guide business. You guys have overstepped your bounds. Giving him a beating would be too lenient."

He paused, took half a step forward, and looked down at Lin Yun with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

"Honestly, if it weren't for Su Nianhe backing you up, you wouldn't be able to run your businesses in Class C and Class D securely, believe it or not?"

After saying that, Long Feng turned to look at his roommate, pointing at Lin Yun with an indifferent expression.

"He even came to me demanding an explanation. He's just a country bumpkin from a small county town. Does he really think he's someone important?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Hao and his four companions were instantly enraged, clenching their fists and preparing to charge forward.

"You're talking nonsense!"

"Does Brother Yun need someone to back him up?"

Lin Yun reached out to stop the enraged Qian Hao and the others, his gaze remaining calm as he looked at Long Feng.

"Business matters can be discussed. If you're really capable, I'll even give you my existing businesses."

But you hit my person, that's wrong of you, so apologize to Xiaoman immediately!

"talk?"

Long Feng scoffed and spat on the ground with a disdainful look on his face.

"You think you're worthy to talk to me? If it weren't for Su Nianhe's sake, a poor kid like you wouldn't even have the right to speak to me, understand?"

As he spoke, he turned and walked out of the dormitory into the corridor, beckoning to Lin Yun with his finger, his tone extremely arrogant.

"You want me to apologize? Haha! Beat me and I'll apologize to your roommate."

If you can't win, then take your men and get out of here!

Long Feng felt confident and fearless.

He is at the ninth level of the Martial Apprentice Realm, which would place him in the upper-middle tier of Class B1.

Even if Lin Yun had to dissipate his cultivation and start over, he would only be at the seventh level of the Martial Apprentice Realm. How could a difference of two levels be made up for by practical experience alone?

Originally, he and his cousin only did business with Class B because they were giving Su Nianhe face. Now that Lin Yun has come to them, they're taking this opportunity to beat Lin Yun into submission and kick him out of the game.

Since she's not as skilled as others, Su Nianhe can't really say anything, right?

Lin Yun glanced at him and laughed: "Fight me? Looks like you want to spend the night in the hospital."

"court death!"

Enraged by these words, Long Feng let out a low shout, exerted force with his feet, and sent his fist flying straight toward Lin Yun's face.

His fist technique was fierce and powerful, a genuine high-grade Xuan-level martial art. The wind from his punches howled, causing the faces of several students watching nearby to change.

But in Lin Yun's eyes, this punch was nothing special.

He slightly shifted his foot to the side, easily dodging the punch. At the same time, his right hand shot out like lightning, grabbing Long Feng's wrist and twisting and pulling it.

With a soft cracking sound, accompanied by Long Feng's cry of pain, he lost his balance and staggered forward two steps.

Lin Yun kicked him in the back of the knee, causing Long Feng to lose his balance and fall heavily to his knees with a thud.

It only took two moves.

The students watching in the corridor were dumbfounded, and Qian Hao and his friends' eyes lit up.

Long Feng was both shocked and furious. He struggled to get up, but Lin Yun didn't give him a chance. He grabbed Long Feng's collar and punched him in the nose.

"Apologize."

"I……"

"What do you mean, 'you'?!"

Long Feng's nose was bleeding profusely. Just as he was about to speak, Lin Yun's second punch landed squarely on his cheek.

"Stop," I said...

Long Feng's head was spinning from the beating, and he was about to give in, but Lin Yun acted as if he hadn't heard him at all.

The fists continued to fall relentlessly, like raindrops.

Lin Yun did it on purpose.

Given Gu Xiaoman's personality, she would never provoke anyone. If Long Feng had only given her a warning, Gu Xiaoman would definitely have come back to him.

Gu Xiaoman returned injured, which means that Long Feng acted purely to beat someone up.

Apologize?

It's not that easy!

I'll beat you so badly you can't even open your mouth!

When Gu Xiaoman saw that things had gotten too far and was afraid that something serious might happen, she quickly stepped forward and grabbed Lin Yun's arm.

"Brother Yun, that's enough. If you keep going, you'll alert the dorm supervisor and the professor."

Lin Yun then stopped and released his grip. Long Feng lay sprawled on the ground like a lump of mud, his face swollen even more than Gu Xiaoman's before, with blood and foam at the corners of his mouth.

Lin Yun took out a tissue to wipe his hands and said calmly, "I gave you a chance, but you didn't apologize."

Long Feng lay on the ground, wincing in pain, his eyes filled with resentment as he looked at Lin Yun.

He gritted his teeth and mumbled a harsh threat: "Lin Yun...you dare hit me...do you even know who my cousin is!"

"Who?"

Lin Yun raised an eyebrow.

"My cousin is Longye!"

Long Feng's tone became arrogant again.

"You hit me, which means you're going against my cousin. You just wait, he won't let you get away with this!"

The students around couldn't help but gasp when they heard the name "Longye".

Longye is a student in Class A4, and his entrance practical assessment was at Level 9 (lower grade), making him quite famous among the freshmen.

Moreover, the Longteng Martial Arts School behind him carries considerable weight in the capital.

Gu Xiaoman's expression changed, and she subconsciously looked at Lin Yun.

"Brother Yun, Long Feng isn't much of a threat, but that Long Ye is not someone to be trifled with!"

Lin Yun remained expressionless and spoke calmly to Long Feng.

"First of all, I never intended to steal your business. You were the one who hit my men first, so I beat you up."

Secondly, if your cousin is the mastermind, I will personally settle this score with him!

After saying that, he stopped looking at Long Feng on the ground and turned to Gu Xiaoman and Qian Hao, saying, "Let's go."

The group turned and left, leaving behind a murmur of discussion in the corridor.

Long Feng's roommate rushed out, helped him up from the ground, and hesitantly asked, "Brother Feng, should we... tell the professor?"

"Sue my ass!"

Long Feng slapped his roommate's arm, causing him to gasp in pain.

"I'm from Class B, and I got beaten up like this by people from Class C. If word gets out, how will I save face?"

"Get me to the hospital right away! Also, message my cousin and tell him what happened!"

His roommate didn't dare say anything and quickly helped him downstairs.