Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire
No one objected!
The generalâs words might sound calm, but it was extremely domineering and left no room for discussion.
Who would be so foolish as to find trouble for themselves?
Judging by the generalâs domineering disposition, once objections were raised, the person would be chased out. Moreover, they would lose the precious quota to apply to the Cosmos Universities.
The general took a glance around the place and nodded, grinning without reservations. âThen the tests start now! Kids, enter one by one. My subordinates can no longer wait!â
With a bellow, the candidates from the various schools entered in succession.
Feng Lin nodded toward Earth High Schoolâs principal and followed the crowd to enter the Earthâs Cultivation Association.
Under the A.I.âs guidance, he entered a confined but spacious room. The surrounding walls were all made from metal, and there were no gaps at all.
A burly figure, who was over two meters tall, had been standing there and waiting for a while.
âYouâre Feng Lin? Iâve been waiting for you!â The interstellar cultivator turned around and threw a casual glance toward Feng Lin, sluggishly waving his hand. His expression appeared to be unbridled as if asking Feng Lin to freely demonstrate his capabilities.
His posture was sluggish, not putting up any defense at all. It was as if he didnât give the slightest regard to Feng Lin.
Feng Linâs eyes narrowed. He was neither infuriated nor deceived by the acting.
He realized that even though this interstellar cultivator appeared careless, his body was relaxed and powers were gathered in his body secretly. The man appeared very steady and was raring to go.
The moment Feng Lin fell for his act and moved recklessly, what awaited him would be a strike that was quick as lightning. Feng Lin would end up falling for the other partyâs trap.
These words, which made it seem as if the man was looking down on Feng Lin, were just his attempt to numb Feng Lin and make him careless.
After understanding the crucial point, the corners of Feng Linâs lips curled up into a hint of a smile. He wasnât shocked but was gladdened instead. This was interesting...
Allâs fair in a battle!
As expected of interstellar cultivators. They were well-versed in battles and didnât have any useless rules!
In real battles, there was no fairness. Any means could be used, including hidden weapons, poison, and firearms...
Regardless if it was open and aboveboard means or vicious and low-handed means, as long as one could emerge victorious, then that would be a good means to choose!
In a life or death battle, who would care about the rules?
Thatâs pedantry!
The people who had survived were the winners.
History had also been written by the winners.
Seeing that this interstellar cultivatorâs gaze was filled with ridicule and judgment, yet still feigning a relaxed and careless condition, Feng Lin let out a cold smile. He said outright, âStop with the act! This move is useless against me! Would a warrior who is well-experienced in warfare underestimate their enemies? It wonât be just a humiliation toward your strength, but also underestimating other peopleâs intellect!â
Hearing Feng Lin say that, the interstellar cultivator immediately turned solemn, and a gleam shot out from his eyes. There was no longer the laid back attitude he had had before!
His gaze locked onto Feng Lin, taking a long look at him. He then said in a deep voice, âYouâre different, pretty different from those students. You arenât a newbie in battles! It seems that youâve also experienced life and death battles, with rich battle experiences. When those students saw my attitude, they all think that thereâs an opportunity to take advantage of. In the end, all of them were taken care of instantly! Youâre the only exception!â
Feng Lin smiled and didnât reply.
He had gained his battle prowess from the fights in Marsâs internal war. He had fought even against elite cultivators, so how could ordinary people who grew up living sheltered lifestyles be able to compare against him?
He didnât care to explain himself and merely put up a stance, forming yin and yang with his palms, like two sides of a mirror. They contained many different changes and make it hard for others to grasp.
When the interstellar cultivator saw Feng Lin like this, he knew that this student wouldnât be easy to deal with. His palms took on claw-shape and placed before his chest, taking on the form of a ferocious tiger.
He grinned and the flesh on his face trembled as if he was a savage tiger. âYou guys on Earth donât know how big the universe is! My ancient martial art is a high-grade low-tier genetic martial artâStar Tiger Killing Fist! It imitates a ferocious beast in the universeâBlack Star Scaled Tiger. Be careful!â
âStop with the crap, if you want to battle, then letâs get on with it!â Seeing that the man was blabbering on, Feng Lin couldnât be bothered to continue listening. In an actual battle, who would reveal their details to the opponent? When a warrior did something like this, it made Feng Lin even more furious.
Feng Lin didnât bother to speak any crap and stomped down heavily on the ground, turning into an afterimage and shot out elusively.
The interstellar cultivatorâs eyes glared wide-open, feeling infuriated.
He gave Feng Lin guidance out of goodwill but was ignored. Feng Lin really didnât know what was good for him.
However, the more this was so, the more he didnât lose his cool. Instead, he became increasingly wary against Feng Lin.
Having rich battle experiences, he understood that people like Feng Lin were the strong people who had experienced the flames of war and were difficult to deal with. He mustnât treat Feng Lin as an ordinary student, else he might suffer.
If he was defeated by the first student he came across, wouldnât he be ridiculed by his comrades forever? Itâd become a taint in his entire life!
Star Tiger Black Claw!
He let out an enraged bellow and made a move. Using his ten fingers as claws, he tore the space and condensed strong gales rapidly. The color of the gales deepened, changing from being colorless to yellow and eventually black.
The black wind formed dangerous-looking claw imprints. The powerful, sharp force of the wind could tear through space, creating a shrill sound that threatened to break oneâs eardrums.
Feng Linâs figure paused slightly in the air before his legs swept out like Wheels of Wind and Fire. Feng Lin dispersed the black wind, his attack reaching the opponent despite being the one to make the later move. Silver light flashed on his forehead, and his spirit force swept out like a tempest. It curled up in the air, forming a wave that could be seen by the naked eye. All of a sudden, the wave was released explosively.
The interstellar cultivator felt as if his soul had been struck by an invisible fist. His body trembled slightly and his eyes entered a daze.
Right at this moment, Feng Lin got close to the man with great speed. His two hands were like the spinning yin and yang, like butterflies moving between flowers, forming a variety of changes that unknowingly attracted oneâs attention. The person would be engulfed by a black hole and continue to sink deeper, unable to draw himself out.
Yin Yang Fantasy!
Charming the opponent, Feng Linâs hands moved very quickly and slapped fiercely toward the manâs temples. His movements were quick as lightning, bursting out instantly and viciously. He wanted to take down this opponent with a single blow.
The wind formed from the palm attack was fierce.
Ha!
The interstellar cultivator had plenty of experience on the battlefield. And under the baptism of war and blood, his battle prowess was extremely powerful. When he sensed that something wasnât right, he let out an explosive bellow. At this moment, his eyes turned beastly red, and ferocious bone-chilling aura rose to the top. He forcibly broke through the illusions.
Hiss!
His claw art was now sharper and fiercer. His expression was so savage that he was like the Asura who had crawled out from the hell, wanting to tear Feng Linâa person who dared to offend himâinto dust.
The fists and claws clashed!
Feng Lin felt a majestic power gushing over and he quickly retreated.
The interstellar cultivator had just retaliated, so how could he possibly allow Feng Lin to back off easily? He pounced forth like a ferocious tiger, unwilling to give up until he achieved his goals!
All the muscles on his body bulged and he arched forward. A mysterious ice-cold aura distorted the space, forming an indistinct image of a savage tiger.
Even though Feng Linâs character was tenacious, he was also stunned for a short moment. His spirit force was scattered and a cowardly emotion rose uncontrollably. He didnât dare to resist.
What kind of power was this?
To think that it could interfere with mental energy, even his mental hypnosis was useless!
Feng Lin was taken by surprise, and he suddenly thought of cultivation knowledge that only a few people knew about.
This was...
Bloody baleful aura!