In an instant, Yun Fei rushed directly towards Yun Lun.
His fist flew straight towards Yun Lun's face.
Yun Lun was completely different from his former self; he quickly noticed the flaws in Yun Fei's moves.
With a powerful thrust of his right foot, he swiftly kicked towards Yun Fei's abdomen.
Wang Peng, witnessing the situation, cursed under his breath, calling him useless.
Yun Fei stood up, looked at Yun Lun, and suddenly laughed disdainfully, saying, "It's quite funny, isn't it? I never expected that one day we would actually have to fight each other."
"Do you know? I really hate you. If you hadn't meddled that day, would we have ended up like this?"
"Tell me." The last sentence was almost a shout from Yun Fei.
Due to the presence of the formation, the sounds on the stage were almost projected outward.
After speaking, Yun Fei took a quick step and swung his fist again at Yun Lun.
However, all of Yun Fei's movements appeared to be in slow motion before Yun Lun's Divine Script.
Yun Lun slightly shifted his stance and easily dodged Yun Fei's punch.
"This world is very unfair. If no one stands up for justice, will this world still be the one we dreamed of as children?" After saying this, Yun Lun delivered a whip kick that sent Yun Fei flying again.
"Weaklings are the ones who seek excuses. Do you understand?" Although Yun Lun's voice was not loud, it still conveyed a sense of unwavering determination.
"Well, my great hero, what did your bravery earn you? Did you receive praise from the teacher and friends, or was it the admiration of that girl?"
"Haha, I'm just like a stray dog, suffering humiliation. You reported to the teacher, and Wang Peng will receive the news immediately. What do you think is the point of your persistence?"
"You are also a weakling, pretending to be grand. You can't even protect yourself, and you drag others into it," Yun Fei said resentfully.
Yun Lun charged directly in front of Yun Fei, kicking out three afterimages around his head.
In an instant, Yun Fei felt a powerful gust of wind rush past his ear.
"Weakling, haha, not for long," Yun Lun said lightly.
...
After saying that, Yun Lun jumped off the stage and approached Wang Peng, saying casually, "How about we practice?"
Yun Lun had not forgotten his initial desire to make Wang Peng kneel and beg for mercy.
Wang Peng clenched his fists and said, "You don't think that learning some mediocre skills can bridge the gap between us, do you? The difference in realms is not just a matter of spiritual power."
Yun Lun replied nonchalantly, "Are you scared?"
Indeed, the world with spiritual power is great. Yun Lun's body, which had been beaten up in the morning, now felt fine. Mainly because within the academy, opponents could threaten, humiliate, and beat him up, but they couldn't use lethal force.
Outside the academy, he might have to face death directly.
Soon, whispers began to circulate around.
"What? Yun Lun actually wants to challenge Wang Peng to a duel? Is this guy addicted to getting beaten up?"
"I think it's just a death wish. Yun Lun is clearly just a hot-headed rookie. He should know his own level before stepping up."
"Having courage is a good thing," some of the young boys and girls thought silently.
At that moment, Teacher Wang Defa walked over. "Xiao Yun, I saw you kick out three afterimages just now. You really have talent. Back in my day, I could only manage five afterimages at most, and that was quite impressive."
"I think there's no need to act on impulse and challenge someone two ranks higher than you."
Wang Peng scoffed. There were plenty of people stronger than Wang Defa in his family. If it weren't for the academy being generally supported by dynasties, he wouldn't even bother attending this school.
" Yun Lun, since you've humbly asked for guidance, let's have a match."
"Okay," Yun Lun replied, showing no signs of emotion.
"You young people shouldn't be too hot-headed," Wang Defa genuinely felt a bit of affection for talent and hoped Yun Lun would reconsider this action. He would also try to mitigate any bullying from Wang Peng afterward; after all, talent is precious.
Yun Lun may not have met the standards before, but now he did.
"Thank you for your concern; I know what I'm doing," Yun Lun said as he walked directly onto the Dueling Platform.
He beckoned to Wang Peng with his finger, indicating, "Come on up."
Wang Peng jumped directly, realizing he was almost short of reaching the Dueling Platform. He had overestimated his jumping ability.
"Damn," he cursed inwardly.
Then, with another leap, Wang Peng landed on the Dueling Platform and kicked Yun Fei, who was distracted on the platform, off with a look of disgust.
"Useless," Wang Defa thought. He considered recommending such talent to the dean, but seeing Yun Lun's Channeling Realm level three cultivation, he shook his head; the realm was too low.
...
On the Dueling Platform.
Wang Peng took the initiative to strike first, launching a series of attacks without accepting any counters to test Yun Lun's skill.
In the past, Yun Lun would have been completely at his mercy.
However, now with the ability of the "Analysis" Divine Script, he could quickly assess and find weaknesses in his opponent for counterattacks.
Yet due to the gap in their realms, even a counterattack that caused some damage to Wang Peng was minimal.
Wang Peng felt embarrassed; the kid he could easily handle in the morning was now able to fight him with ease. While this was partly due to not being able to use spiritual power, it was still hard to accept.
Realizing he couldn't continue fighting like this, Wang Peng decided he needed to set his own rhythm. Since his physical fitness was stronger than Yun Lun's, he needed to leverage his strengths while avoiding weaknesses.
Yellow Rank Intermediate Spiritual Technique: Swift Wind Fist.
This fist technique does not rely on great strength or heavy momentum; instead, it emphasizes rapid fist wind and a flexible, variable style of boxing.
Wang Peng took a quick step and charged towards Cloud Discussion, delivering a direct Swift Wind Fist.
Cloud Discussion clearly felt the increase in speed from the opponent and hurriedly tilted his head to the side, narrowly avoiding the strike.
However, he soon noticed that the opponent's arm was swinging horizontally, launching another attack towards him.
Cloud Discussion also exerted force with his legs, using the Yellow Rank Intermediate Spiritual Technique: Whirlwind Leg.
He propelled himself backward with a powerful kick from both legs.
Then, before the opponent could react, he executed another Whirlwind Leg.
This time, in order to quickly end the battle, he unleashed Nine Leg Shadows, stunning everyone watching from below the arena.
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