Looting the life force of demons to forge a golden body Martial God-Chapter 314 - 302: Let’s Go, Challenge the Martial Arts Association! Duel Invitation

Chapter 314: Chapter 302: Let’s Go, Challenge the Martial Arts Association! Duel Invitation

On the second day, early in the morning, Chu Feng appeared at Wang Erbao’s dorm door and pulled him up from the bed.

"Mad Dog Chu, you must be seriously ill to call me up this early!" Wang Erbao grumbled as he brushed his teeth.

Leaning against the bathroom door frame, Chu Feng smiled and said, "There’s a big event today, we’ll head to the Martial Arts Association after breakfast to challenge them. I wouldn’t want to leave my brother out of this, are you in or not?"

Wang Erbao’s eyes lit up at the news, "Who are we going to beat up?"

A vicious smile appeared on Chu Feng’s face, "Lin Xuan went to his brother Lin Hao yesterday and painted me as a homicidal maniac, looking for justice against me.

"Today, I’ll give him justice!"

Wang Erbao laughed heartily, casually tossing his mouthwash cup into the sink, "Let’s go, I love stirring up trouble!"

...

Arm in arm, they swaggered to the second floor of the community building, where the Martial Arts Association was based.

It was now a little past nine in the morning, and many diligent members of the Martial Arts Association had already been training for a while.

Chu Feng pushed open the door of the Martial Arts Association and asked loudly to the surprised crowd, "Where’s your president, Lin Hao?"

People looked at each other in confusion, and someone stepped forward to ask, "Who are you, and what are you doing here at the Martial Arts Association?"

Scratching his ear in annoyance, Chu Feng replied, "Am I asking you or are you asking me? Why am I here? To challenge you all!"

The crowd erupted into noise.

"Damn, is he here to cause trouble?"

"Heh, you don’t see this every day, someone actually daring to challenge the Martial Arts Association?"

The man who questioned Chu Feng walked up to him with an angry laugh, "Who the hell are you, daring to mess with our Martial Arts Association?"

Chu Feng looked at him and sneered, "You sure act like you own the place, huh? If I want to challenge you, do you think you have the final say?"

The man stood right in front of Chu Feng, almost nose to nose, and said coldly, "I am Chen Shixiang, a director of the Martial Arts Association! You want to challenge? Not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry has the right to come and cause trouble here!"

Chu Feng covered his nose and took two steps back, his expression sour, "Buddy, can you keep your distance, please? You really have bad breath!"

Damn!

Chen Shixiang’s face grew ugly and he demanded, "Who are you, give me your name!"

Chu Feng responded indifferently, "I’m the very Chu Feng you all want to beat and shout about!"

Immediately, someone exclaimed, "Chu Feng? The freshman who tore off President Lin Hao’s brother’s face yesterday?"

"Damn, the Chairman Lin hasn’t even sought him out yet, and he’s come knocking on our door first?"

Mockery spread across their faces as they swiftly texted their friends about the explosive news, beckoning their mates to come watch the spectacle.

A freshman coming to challenge and cause a ruckus at the Martial Arts Association was unheard of since the establishment of Yan University.

This clueless newbie was in for a rough time.

Chen Shixiang’s face turned frosty as he said coldly, "So, you’re that Chu Feng who committed violence in public! Chairman Lin hasn’t come looking for you yet, but here you are, showing up on your own initiative!"

Chu Feng shoved Chen Shixiang, causing him to stumble backward, "Why are you blocking the door, what are you, a dog that won’t let people in?

"Aren’t you looking for trouble with me? Well, here I am! Let me tell you, today you’re in for some real trouble!"

"Bastard!"

Chen Shixiang stumbled back several steps, his face turning unpleasant.

He was not someone to be bullied, and the moment Chu Feng had made his move, he had activated his True Force, ready to strike back and teach Chu Feng a lesson.

Who would have known Chu Feng’s strength was so robust, his arms so solid, that he simply ignored the counterattack, breaking through the defense and forcefully shoving the other!

Now his chest still felt a dull pain, he couldn’t help but say angrily, "You want a challenge, huh? Fine, I’ll fight you!"

Chu Feng glanced at him disdainfully and sneered, "I’m afraid you might not be able to handle it like Lin Hao’s brother, who couldn’t cope with losing!

"He poisoned me during a real-combat drill, and when his scheme was exposed and I dealt with him, he went around saying I did it on purpose to harm him!"

Everyone suddenly realized, no wonder Chu Feng came looking for trouble — it turned out he was provoked by Lin Xuan, who had played the victim first.

Chen Shixiang was startled, then he heard Chairman Lin’s gloomy voice from behind him: "Is what you said true?"

"..."

Chen Shixiang immediately turned around to greet him: "Chairman Lin."

Lin Hao ignored him and just glowered at Chu Feng.

"Nearly a hundred people saw it with their own eyes," Wang Erbao said, smiling smugly at the side.

Lin Hao didn’t speak, cursing Lin Xuan in his mind for being such an idiot, trying to turn black into white right in front of him.

He’d furiously declared yesterday that he would deal with Chu Feng, but now he found himself unable to stand on moral high ground and didn’t know how to step down gracefully.

Still, he glared at Chu Feng and said coldly, "You still shouldn’t have been so heavy-handed!"

Chu Feng impatiently retorted, "For someone who betrays his master and ancestors, killing him would not be too much!

"Practicing the Cultivation Technique I created, he publicly challenged and insulted me, even trying to poison me to ruin my future. If it weren’t for someone holding me back, I would have torn him to pieces by now!

"You are Lin Hao, right? Are you going to fight or not?"

Chu Feng’s blunt words and challenge ignited Lin Hao’s anger, who responded coldly, "Fine, your wish is granted!"

Chu Feng laughed heartily, "That’s more like it, we fight here... oh look, even President Xuan is here."

Mid-sentence, he spotted Xuan Ziyuan who had just stepped out of his office.

His eyes twinkling, he said with a grin, "Both presidents are here, that makes things easier, we can settle new and old scores all at once!

"No day like today, in half an hour I challenge you both on the school’s platform, what do you say, dare to accept?"

Upon seeing Chu Feng, President Xuan’s expression darkened slightly, and upon hearing his proposal, he immediately responded coldly, "Fine."

Lin Hao also cooled down a bit, sneering, "You will pay for your recklessness!"

"Please, I’m begging you to beat me to death; otherwise, be careful I beat you to death! See you on the platform in half an hour, whoever doesn’t show up is a coward!"

Chu Feng smirked, then promptly signaled Wang Erbao to leave with him.

Immediately, Wang Erbao’s dissatisfied voice rang out, "I thought we were here to challenge them, let’s fight right now, the platform is so boring!"

"Use your head, beating them up in front of a large audience, stripping them down to their underwear, wouldn’t that be more satisfying than fighting quietly behind closed doors?"

"What if they lose and refuse to admit it, twisting the story to say I committed an assault in public, can I really go through with an assault?"

"Right, after all, these people are more talkative than the two of us," Erbao conceded.

Chu Feng’s voice was loud, making Lin Hao’s expression turn even uglier.

Xuan Ziyuan said nothing, turned around, and went back to his office. After a while, he came out with a long sword in hand.

Lin Hao, without a word, also went to his room and came out with a large spear, following in Xuan Ziyuan’s footsteps.

Inside the Martial Arts Association, everyone silently watched the two men’s retreating figures, and only after they were gone, did they burst into an uproar.

As they were discussing and preparing to go out to watch the spectacle, the door was pushed open again, and a voice asked in confusion, "Why aren’t you all practicing, what are you standing around here for?"