Everlasting Conceited Supreme

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0"He's only at the first stage of the Astral Reaching Realm, yet he's able to defeat warriors of the same realm who come from the Imperial College.    

    

The people from the Dao Seeking Academy and the Four Great Martial Academies were all extremely shocked.    

    

"Who gave you the guts to injure the people of the Imperial College?"    

    

A cold voice rang out, and from behind Elder Shen Feng, a tall and straight figure appeared. He was in his early twenties, had sharp eyebrows and eyes, he was handsome and extraordinary.    

    

"Idiot, don't tell me I'm not retaliating and am waiting for your Imperial College disciples to kill me?" Jiang Feng taunted.    

    

"You're scolding me?" The young man looked at Jiang Feng coldly, followed by a burst of tyrannical Qi, causing the atmosphere to suddenly freeze.    

    

"So what if I'm scolding you?" Jiang Feng did not allow him to be kind.    

    

"Do you know who I am?" The cold-looking young man frowned slightly.    

    

"I don't care who you are, what does it have to do with me?" Jiang Feng sneered, as if he was looking at an idiot.    

    

"Of course it's related, because I will kill you. Before I die, remember my name, Imperial College, Ling Han!"    

    

The cold-looking teenager said with incomparable confidence, as if he was announcing Jiang Feng's death sentence.    

    

"Ling Han?"    

    

When the other transcendent powers heard this name, their expressions all changed.    

    

There were four great evildoers in the Imperial College, all of them incomparably terrifying.    

    

Ling Han was one of them.    

    

It was rumored that he had grasped terrifying ice energy a few years ago, and his cultivation was now unfathomably deep.    

    

"Jiang Feng, don't fight with him."    

    

A sound transmission suddenly appeared in Jiang Feng's mind. This was Lin Xianer's voice, and it advised him not to attack.    

    

"This person is one of the four great evildoers in the Imperial College, his cultivation should be around the fifth level of the Astral Reaching Realm, even I am not his match." Lin Xianer continued to send sound transmissions with an extremely serious tone.    

    

"You want to kill me?" Jiang Feng did not reply, but looked at Ling Han and suddenly asked.    

    

"Yes, because you insulted Imperial College, I have no choice but to kill you!" Ling Han spat out coldly.    

    

"You think you can kill me with your cultivation base that's not lower than the fifth level of the Star Origin Stage?" Jiang Feng revealed a disdainful smile.    

    

Ling Han's expression froze, what Jiang Feng was saying, was that even though he was bullying the weak, Ling Han was unable to do anything, so even if he killed Jiang Feng, it would still be an unfair fight.    

    

"This kid, what a powerful scheme." The elders of the Tianjiao Martial Palace were becoming more and more interested in Jiang Feng. When facing one of the four great evildoers of the Imperial College, not only was Ling Han not afraid, he even spoke with might and power, and turned into a general instead, causing Ling Han to be frozen in place, unable to make a move.    

    

If that's the case, I can place my cultivation on the same level as yours. It will be a fair fight, and I will use facts to tell you that even if you are of the same realm, you will still not be able to surpass me, the trash of the Tian Luo Ancient City! Ling Han said disdainfully, not putting Jiang Feng in his eyes at all.    

    

"Do you believe that I can cripple you within three moves of someone of the same realm?"    

    

Jiang Feng became even more arrogant and spoke, causing everyone's mouths to grow wide open.    

    

However, no one mocked Jiang Feng for overestimating his abilities, because he had already revealed his strong power after defeating Zhao Xuan with a single move earlier. Even if they were at the same realm, they might not lose to Ling Han.    

    

Ling Han kept his promise, and as expected, suppressed his cultivation to the first stage of the Astral Reaching Realm.    

    

"Not only do I suppress my cultivation, I even let you make the first move. Let's see how you defeat me within three moves!"    

    

Three moves? Defeat him, Ling Han? Even in the Imperial College, no one would dare to say such arrogant words.    

    

As one of the four great evildoers of the Imperial College, he, Ling Han, was definitely not someone with a high cultivation.    

    

"Kill!"    

    

Since Ling Han was so confident and wanted him to take action, then he would not be polite. In a battle of life and death, seizing the initiative was the way to go.    

    

The power of the stars revolved instantly, and Jiang Feng decisively used his Heavenly Monument Hands to sweep outwards.    

    

"It's only an advanced level combat skill. I'll let you see the power of a spirit level battle skill!"    

    

"Ten Pulse Profound Rushing!"    

    

A pillar of profound energy shot out from Ling Han's hand, bursting with resplendent colors.    

    

This was condensed out from the power of the stars, and after going through a unique shock wave from the profound veins, it could release ten times the strength of an original attack, and could easily pierce through a ten thousand jin boulder.    

    

The most important point was that the Ten Meridians Mystical Charge was a low-grade spirit level offensive skill. Compared to the battle skill that Jiang Feng used, it was one level higher, so its power would naturally be much stronger.    

    

Elder Divine Wind watched on coldly, not worried for Ling Han at all. As one of the Four Great Monsters of Imperial College, there was no doubt about his strength.    

    

The reason he brought Ling Han over was to show off. He did not expect that it would really be useful.    

    

Give this brat a chance, let him join the Imperial College. Since he doesn't know what's good for him, then let him see how powerful the disciples raised by the Imperial College are.    

    

Li Ruoqiu, Lin Xianer, Wang Lie and the others all secretly sweated. This Ling Han, was one of the Four Great Demons of the Imperial College.    

    

Under countless gazes, their attacks collided in an instant.    

    

Boom!    

    

A loud explosion resounded like a clap of thunder.    

    

In everyone's eyes, a look of disbelief instantly appeared. It was not because they were shocked that Jiang Feng had been oppressed, but because they were shocked that he was no match for them.    

    

The light pillar condensed from ten meridians of profound energy was shattered by Jiang Feng's palm strike.    

    

As for Jiang Feng himself, he was safe and sound.    

    

What kind of concept was this?    

    

Imperial College, one of the four great evildoers, was actually unable to withstand a single move from Jiang Feng, a force at the same level.    

    

What Jiang Feng used was only a normal high level battle skill, while Ling Han used a low level battle skill, if nothing unexpected happened, he should not be able to win, but right now, everyone could only watch as Ling Han was forced out of the fight.    

    

"This battle skill has already been cultivated to the state of perfection." With his cultivation, he could tell that although Jiang Feng's battle skill was not as strong as the Ten Meridians Mystical Chong, it was already at the Dominating Refinement realm and its power was not much weaker than the Ten Meridians Mystical Chong.    

    

"It's just the first move. Again!"    

    

Ling Han stood still and roared with incomparable anger.    

    

As one of the four great evildoers of Imperial College, he was the target of the admiration of countless people in the academy. No matter where he went, he would always be the center of attention.    

    

This time, Ling Han wanted to show off by following the Divine Wind Elder in selecting his disciples, but he wasn't able to do so and was instead sent flying by an unknown brat.    

    

He couldn't swallow his anger!    

    

"Defeat in one strike. No matter how many more moves come, you will still be defeated. Fighting is already meaningless." Jiang Feng said coldly, with the demeanor of a master.    

    

"What do you mean by fart? If I say it isn't over, it isn't. Come again!"    

    

Ling Han was agitated. After a roar, he took a step forward and released a billowing killing intent.    

    

An incomparably cold aura gushed forth from him, so cold that even space itself seemed to be frozen in place.    

    

"Ice Qi!"    

    

Everyone's expression froze, this was the terrifying cold energy, in order to deal with Jiang Feng, Ling Han had used all of his trump cards.    

    

"Frost Palm!"    

    

Ling Han roared as he swept out with his palm that was surging with cold air.    

    


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