Fighting Spirit Wind
12 Ling Feng, a freak who doesn’t practice Dou Techniques?

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It was already noon. The sun was shining brightly, but it was not too hot. The pedestrians on the road were all dressed thinly.

Ling Feng and Elder Lin left the inn. Ling Feng had deliberately stayed in the inn for a few more hours. Presumably, those three people had already surpassed them!

Ling Feng, who had changed into a set of green and white clothes, finally knew how sloppy he was yesterday. A fine brocade robe was full of oil stains, and there was even a claw mark on his waist. Ling Feng also felt a little embarrassed.

A few days ago, he and Elder Lin had met Nalan Yanran and her group by chance. Towards Nalan Yanran, Ling Feng admired her very much.

From both sides, Xiao Yan and Nalan Yanran did not do anything wrong. Nalan relied on the Misty Cloud Sect's confidence to forcefully withdraw from this betrothal. For the sake of the face of the Xiao clan, Xiao Yan had written a divorce letter and set a three year agreement. It was also reasonable. One could only say that fate was playing tricks on people. The will of the heavens was unpredictable.

From Ling Feng's point of view, Nalan Yanran was unwilling to be restricted by the agreement she made when she was a child in order to pursue her freedom. Although she had gone to the Xiao Family to forcefully cancel the betrothal and had lost her rationality, how much could a fourteen or fifteen year old girl ask for? She had an outstanding appearance, a faint arrogance, and a shocking talent. This was what she was proud of. She was a bird that could fly freely, yearning for the high sky, and not a so-called narrow cage.

On the contrary, Xiao Yan, a transmigrator from his hometown on Earth, was still obsessed with the so-called betrothal. He kept saying that it was for his father's face, but in reality, wasn't it the male chauvinism in his heart?

In the end, they made a so-called three year agreement. Three years later, they would go to the Misty Cloud Sect and defeat Nalan just to say to a delicate young lady,'Your taste is really very poor!”,He was really too narrow-minded.

Even if the Misty Cloud Sect had Nalan Yanran, who would have become his other half in the future, and Sect Leader Yun Yun, who had an ambiguous plot and gifted him a 'Heavenly Flame', the Misty Cloud Sect still became Xiao Yan's stepping stone. It was destroyed in one day, causing Nalan Yanran to live a miserable life.

Perhaps, the mistake was that Nalan broke off the engagement at a time when he should not have arrived. A genius who had been arrogant for twelve years and lost all his fighting spirit for three years. An inappropriate metaphor was like a red-eyed wolf. Whoever humiliated it and attacked it would eventually become the target of its revenge!

Ling Feng really did not understand what Xiao Yan was thinking. He had already lost all of his Dou Qi and was equivalent to trash. Nalan Yanran's actions were reasonable. Moreover, from Nalan Yanran's character, even if Xiao Yan's talent was still there, Nalan Yanran would definitely break off the engagement. In that case, what would Xiao Yan, who was already a Dou Shi, do at that time? Kill on the spot? Or should he set a goal of destroying the Misty Cloud Sect within five years?

Ling Feng felt that breaking off the engagement was too normal!

As for insisting that the woman broke off the engagement and the man lost face, it was even more nonsense!

In modern times, if the man had no money, no car, and no house, the woman would naturally break up with him. If the woman had no looks, no figure, and no character, would the man be willing to take a look? The greatest tragedy in real life was that Xiao Yan actually could not remember it. It was because of his life on the Dou Qi continent. His reputation as a genius had raised his so-called pride, causing him to forget all of this. Perhaps, he really treated himself as someone who was born and raised on this continent.

That was why he was so calculative and vengeful!

If it were not for those beauties in the original novel, what would Xiao Yan have become? Would he still be able to become a Dou Di?

Ling Feng was a little emotional. Why did men like to read novels? It was probably because the women in real life were too realistic. The women in novels were never abandoning each other and were loyal. When the monarch died, the concubine would follow!

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Xiao Manor, in the meeting hall.

Nalan Yanran and the others were just about to announce the matter of the annulment of the engagement. Xiao Yan had become the laughing stock of the entire Xiao clan.

When Xiao Yan shouted out,"Miss Nalan, on account of the face of Old Master Nalan, Xiao Yan will give you a few words of advice. The river flows thirty times east, and the river flows thirty times west. Don't bully the young for being poor!"”

Ling Feng, who was outside the hall, curled his lips in disdain. To Xiao Yan, these words were the source of motivation for him in the future. Instead, it was more like a nightmare in Xiao Yan's heart. Because of it, Xiao Yan had always felt that he was standing at the highest point of morality!

He was the biggest victim!

"Young lady of the Nalan clan, I hope that you will not regret the actions of the young lady today in the future. Moreover, don't think that you can act without fear just because you have the Misty Cloud Sect's support. The Dou Qi continent is very, very large. There are quite a number of people who are stronger than Yun Yun…" The young lady's light voice carried a faint coldness as it suddenly sounded.

"Miss Xun Er, what a good phrase. The Dou Qi continent is very big. There are quite a number of people who are stronger than Yun Yun…" The clear voice that was suddenly transmitted over caused everyone in the hall to be stunned, including Xiao Yan who had half a foot out of the hall.

A fourteen or fifteen-year-old young man walked in from outside the hall. The young man had waist-length black hair and a thin green and white shirt. He had a somewhat refined aura. He had a handsome and elegant face and dark and deep eyes that made people afraid to get lost in them. His tall and straight body, under the sunlight, made his shadow look like an old elder.

The young man who had suddenly appeared caused the faces of quite a number of young ladies in the hall to turn slightly red. Strange splendor flashed across their eyes. Ling Feng's appearance was undoubtedly even more outstanding than that young man from the Misty Cloud Sect in the hall.

Within the hall, Nalan Yanran seemed to be somewhat happy to see Ling Feng again as she called out in a delicate voice,"Young Master, we meet again!"

Ling Feng smiled as he nodded his head. Sweeping his gaze around, he saw that the young man beside Nalan Yanran had turned pale after seeing him. Ling Feng couldn't be bothered with him. Ling Feng remembered that this person should be from the Mo Family. He forgot what his name was. There seemed to be a minor character in his scenes.

Turning his head to the young lady in purple, Ling Feng's eyes flashed with an unconcealed splendor. The young lady had a head of soft black hair, the ends of which were tied up with a purple headband. On her perfect face, a pair of lively big eyes, long eyelashes sculpted like a talking fairy, a small and tall nose, looking extremely cute, and a faint pink cherry lips, yet a different kind of charm. Her small figure was sitting on a chair, and an antique book was placed on her lap. The other girl had a bit more intellectual beauty. A pair of white embroidered shoes and inch-long golden lotus feet were hidden within.

This was Xun Er! Ling Feng felt his heart thumping.

Xun Er frowned as she looked at the young man who had just spoken and was now staring at her. The young man was very handsome and there was no disgust in his eyes. He was only looking at her with an inexplicable attachment.

"Who are you?" A sweet voice rang out, causing Ling Feng to come back to his senses.

He looked at the young lady before him with a warm expression. The young lady's eyes moved, causing Ling Feng to feel a little moved.

"Spirit Wind!" Elder Lin, who had been following behind, spoke up. He could tell that the young master seemed to treat the girl in front of him differently!

A surprised expression finally appeared on Xun Er's elegant face. She asked with some uncertainty,"You are that freak Ling Feng who doesn't practice Dou Techniques!”

Ling Feng was stunned awkwardly. He coughed dryly before replying,"Miss Xun Er, Ling Feng is me. It's also true that I don't practice Dou Techniques. That freak really isn't me!”

Ling Feng was helpless. He did not expect his reputation to spread so far. Even the matter of him not practicing Dou Techniques had spread to the Gu clan. This Ling clan was too unreliable!

Ling Feng believed in absolute strength suppression if he did not practice Dou Techniques. Moreover, Jun Bujian, Hun Tiandi, Gu Yuan, and the others had never used any Dou Techniques. Strength suppression was the king's way.

Hearing Ling Feng's reply, Xun Er's crescent-shaped eyes also revealed a hint of a smile. It was as though she recalled Ling Feng interrupting her earlier and her eyes gradually became colder. Her jade-like hand brushed the hair by her ear. This unintentional action caused the eyes of quite a number of people in the hall to burn with passion. Pointing at Nalan Yanran by the side, she said,”

Xun Er's words caused an uproar in the hall as everyone looked at Ling Feng with fear or suspicion.

Xiao Yan looked at Ling Feng with some hostility.

From Xun Er's words, one could hear that the background of this handsome young man seemed to be even greater than the Misty Cloud Sect.

How was this possible? The Misty Cloud Sect was a tyrant of the Jia Ma Empire!

Nalan Yanran, who was standing by the side, looked at Ling Feng's back with some hope. As for the young man, his face turned even paler. A smile hung on Ling Feng's face. Although Xun Er's words didn't directly reveal his identity, it was more or less enough. He really wasn't simple, Xun Er!

Pausing for a moment, Ling Feng continued," It doesn't matter if I stand out or not. Since the matter is already over, everything will only depend on three years later. I don't want to change anything."”

Ling Feng's words inexplicably caused Nalan Yanran to feel a little disappointed. However, Xiao Yan's expression became joyful.

Xun Er replied in a noncommittal manner. She continued,"Since it's over, Young Master Lingfeng and Lady Nalan can leave.”

Xun Er's order to leave caused Ling Feng to laugh bitterly in his heart. Although Xun Er did not know what her purpose for coming here was, from her point of view, she seemed to be able to threaten Xiao Yan. She had actually directly opened her mouth.

Ignoring Xun Er's words, Ling Feng turned around and bowed to the tall and sturdy middle-aged man in the hall,"Patriarch Xiao, I'm sorry to disturb you, but I would like to stay in your mansion for a period of time. This is a purple gold card with 100,000 gold coins inside.

The discussions in the hall grew louder, and the clan disciples more or less looked at the purple gold card in Ling Feng's hand with greedy gazes.

While Xiao Zhan was having a hard time making a decision, a white-bearded elder beside him smiled happily and took the gold card from Ling Feng's hand, saying,"Young Master Lingfeng, I am the second elder of the clan. We three elders have agreed to your request.”

The other two old men around Xiao Zhan nodded with a smile. Xiao Zhan saw the old man's reaction and his eyes became angry. However, he didn't stop him.

Xun Er frowned slightly as she looked at Ling Feng. Her face was cold as two clusters of tiny golden flames danced within her eyes.

Just like that, Ling Feng stayed in the Xiao Family. Of course, when Nalan Yanran and the others left, they invited him to be a guest at the Cloud Mist Headquarters. Ling Feng also agreed, but he didn't specify the date!

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