"Just a friendly spar? Heh.
Then I'd like to ask, is it 'just a friendly spar' to repay a life-saving benefactor with enmity, wanting to kill them as quickly as possible?
Or is it 'just a friendly spar' to forbid a spirit master from using their spirit abilities?
Or perhaps, is it 'just a friendly spar' to secretly coat hidden weapons with deadly poison?
Qin Feng smiled lightly, but the coldness in his eyes was even more piercing.
Since both sides had completely torn face, he wouldn't pretend to be so innocent.
A warm, spring-like smile was for his own people; enemies should be treated with the severity of winter.
Didn't Tang San in the original story use his external spirit bone Eight Spider Lances to absorb the life essence of any peer he couldn't beat, weakening or even ruining their talents and potential?
And the places or things he benefited from, such as the man faced demon spider and slaughter city, were all destroyed to prevent others from obtaining them and threatening his position.
The great God Kings Tang, to say nothing else, is indeed unmatched by few protagonists in terms of ruthlessness alone.
At times, I might as well learn a thing or two.
Yu Xiaogang was visibly stunned for a second upon hearing Qin Feng's sarcastic voice, clearly not expecting a student to be so stubborn.
Stubborn and not afraid of himself at all, and even speaking with such logic, directly hitting the nail on the head in just a few words.
He did know that Tang San had smeared poison on his hidden weapons, because some of the toxins were mixed in the carriage on the way back to the city.
However, Da Shi not only didn't feel ashamed or regret anything, but instead felt an even stronger surge of anger in his heart.
He believed that no matter what, people shouldn't be hurt like this, right?
Little San was still just a child.
Even if there were grievances, couldn't they be resolved through open discussion or persuasion?
Especially since this Qin Feng was clearly doing it on purpose, he was deliberately beating and retaliating against his disciple.
But in an instant, Yu Xiaogang immediately retorted:
"Little San simply wanted to spar with you to verify what he has learned.
Where did this talk of wanting to kill you as quickly as possible come from?
Stop using these nonsensical words to create alarm and distort the truth.
As for the so-called hidden weapons you mentioned, they are just broken iron nails casually made while exercising strength, what lethality could they have?
And the poison, it didn't even touch you, you dodged it easily, how do you know there was poison on it?
Just because the color was slightly darker? Qin Feng, you are clearly slandering, framing a classmate, and confusing everyone.
A mutual discussion between roommates, and you dare to be so ruthless, beating him into this state.
I think you are just jealous of Tang San's innate full soul power, worried that he will surpass you in the future, wanting to use this to cripple him.
So young, yet your mind is so vicious and cruel, keeping you around will be a disaster in the future."
Yu Xiaogang looked righteous, and as he spoke, there was even a hint of contempt in the depths of his eyes.
Not that he looked down on others, but in terms of fooling people, he really hadn't encountered any opponents so far.
However, what made him feel slightly puzzled and uneasy was that as things escalated, more and more people had gathered around, almost completely surrounding the area, and even the windows upstairs were filled with heads.
Many of them felt sorry for Tang San's miserable state.
But Qin Feng's expression was incredibly relaxed, as if he didn't care at all.
At this moment, a famous quote from Cao Chengxiang echoed in someone's mind:
Remember, do not be angry, anger will reduce your wisdom, and do not hate your enemies, because hatred will make you lose your judgment.
"Heh, Yu Teacher, don't worry, there's plenty of time tonight, let's take them out one by one and discuss them carefully."
As Qin Feng spoke, not far behind him, a section of brown tree root suddenly emerged from the ground.
The tree root rapidly expanded and deformed, and in just a few seconds, it grew into a comfortable chair with a backrest and circular armrests.
After it was completed, he didn't even move his feet; his body simply fell backward and landed right in the center of the chair.
Many people who saw this skill for the first time widened their eyes, marveling in amazement, including Yu Xiaogang, who frowned slightly.
Making wood change shape was barely understandable,
but the surface of the furniture made from rough tree roots was smooth and flawless, with a lustrous sheen, as if it had been carefully polished countless times.
Even the shape and characteristics had been completely changed; it was indeed a bit too strange.
Qin Feng comfortably crossed his legs, draped his arms casually on the armrests, and then leaned back, pressing against the backrest.
Then, amidst the strange expressions of countless people, he slowly raised one finger.
"Let's discuss the first point first. You think Tang San just wanted to spar with me to verify what he has learned. I'm afraid that's not the case, right?
How clearly did I hear you say yesterday morning:
Qin Feng saving your life, the purpose is actually to make the saved person feel grateful, this is a vicious plot, he wants to scheme against you.
Yu Teacher, can you explain the meaning of these two sentences to everyone? I'm too stupid to understand your great thoughts."
As soon as these words came out,
there was a huge uproar on the scene, and with a whoosh, almost everyone shifted their gaze from Qin Feng's face to Yu Xiaogang's,
and their eyes began to look quite wrong.
Everyone was stunned by his shamelessness and audacity, and they could hardly believe their ears.
Saving you is equal to harming you, what kind of nonsense theory is this?
If he hadn't saved you, you would have died, ah? Still talking about a conspiracy, don't you think it's funny?
Da Shi's pupils also contracted violently.
He had clearly closed the carriage door at the time, and he had been careful to keep his voice down. How did Qin Feng hear him in another carriage?
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang felt a slight sense of regret in his heart.
But it wasn't because he regretted saying those words and the distorted content, but rather he regretted why he was so impatient at the time, why couldn't he have waited?
Wouldn't it have been fine if everyone next to him had gone far away?
Of course, even this kind of regret only flowed in his heart, and his face was still full of anger, and even more agitated at this moment.
"Spouting blood, when did I say such a thing?"
Qin Feng was still not annoyed, and shook the finger he had raised:
"I have a witness."
"Who?"
"Tang San's father."
Hearing these words, Yu Xiaogang's heart skipped a beat, and the face of denial rarely stiffened.
Little San's father, that was the Clear Sky Douluo, ah. He didn't realize that even he was there?
Was he fooling someone's son in front of his own father?
Yu Xiaogang didn't realize that Tang Hao was hiding even if he was there, and how could Qin Feng, a six-year-old child, have discovered it.
He thought in his heart, so what if the Clear Sky Douluo knew? Would a father be stupid enough to publicly tear down his own son's stage?
As long as Tang Hao didn't stand up, having evidence was equal to having none, or he could stand up but turn the tables, and then Qin Feng would not have a good time.
However, just as he was about to open his mouth to speak, he heard a thunderous roar in his ear:
"You idiot, if you dare to call me out, everyone here today will die."