Extreme Almightiest Young Master

Chapter 682: Nangong Jingyun? I Don’t Know Him

"You two stay here, I’ll go check it out." Lin Feng had Ding Wan’er and Leng Mei stand guard by the car while he approached the young man waving at him under the streetlight, wondering what this person could possibly want from him and why he had chosen such a method to make him stop his car.

Ding Wan’er and Leng Mei obediently stayed by the vehicle without moving, their eyes fixed on the young man under the streetlight, also feeling incessantly curious about why he had stopped them.

"Are you Lin Feng?" Nangong Jingyun asked with an extremely arrogant smile, surprised to see Lin Feng was accompanied by two stunning beauties. He had never seen Lin Feng before, but thanks to Nangong Yifan uncovering the license plate number of Lin Feng’s usual car and his frequent routes, he managed to find a suitable location to take action and waited for Lin Feng’s arrival.

As soon as he spotted Lin Feng’s car, he kicked the trash can away without hesitation, intending to intercept Lin Feng. He didn’t really think that the trash can would do anything significant to Lin Feng, who was the martial arts expert that had defeated Li Zerui. Making Lin Feng look slightly discomfited would have been enough, but he wasn’t expecting Lin Feng to have such driving skills, being able to react so quickly. This piqued Nangong Jingyun’s interest even more.

When Lin Feng got out and started walking towards him, only then did he get a clear look at Lin Feng’s appearance, which was exactly as Li Litian had described – barely in his early twenties. Nangong Jingyun’s confidence soared. Being an S-class expert himself, facing someone in their early twenties should be an easy catch, so he was filled with confidence, planning to take care of Lin Feng quickly.

"Who are you?" Lin Feng looked at the young man opposite him, feeling a strong distaste for his proud and arrogant demeanor. He thought to himself that no one who presented themselves in such a manner before him had ever ended up with a good outcome.

"I am Nangong Jingyun from the Nangong Clan, and I am here to ask you why you refused my invitation," Nangong Jingyun said to Lin Feng with an icy question, feeling upset by Lin Feng’s casual attitude. He had sent an invitation to Lin Feng, intending for a simple fight to settle matters, but Lin Feng had outright rejected his invitation. This was an affront to his pride, as invitations from the Nangong Clan had never been refused before. The first time it happened, it was by this Lin Feng, and that infuriated him.

Nangong Clan’s Nangong Jingyun?

Hearing Nangong Jingyun declare his identity, Ding Wan’er and Leng Mei were taken aback, wondering what kind of prominent family the Nangong Clan was since they had never heard of it before. And this Nangong Jingyun came looking for Lin Feng just because he rejected an invitation? They thought Nangong Jingyun was going too far. It was just a simple rejection of an invitation, hardly a reason to go to the lengths of intercepting someone’s car, interrupting the good time they were having – what a dampener.

"Nangong Jingyun? Never heard of him. As for the invitation, didn’t I already say I didn’t have time? That night, I had to accompany my girlfriend to a concert," Lin Feng said upon hearing the other party was from the Nangong Clan. He then recalled the invitation, understanding why Nangong Jingyun had come to find him. As for the invitation itself, Lin Feng cared even less. It wasn’t just that he didn’t have the time, even if he had the time, he might not have gone. To Lin Feng, the Nangong Clan hardly mattered at all.

"You rejected an invitation just to accompany your girlfriend to a concert? Are you not afraid that the Nangong Clan will cause you trouble?" Nangong Jingyun nearly fainted with anger when he heard Lin Feng’s response. The Nangong Clan’s invitations had never been taken so lightly. Nangong Yifan had suggested that Lin Feng was just avoiding the event, never thinking it was the truth. To think that Lin Feng had the audacity to take the Nangong Clan so lightly – wasn’t he afraid of the trouble the Nangong Clan might bring him?

"Nangong Clan? They don’t seem like much – now tell me, what is it you actually want from me?" Lin Feng spoke indifferently. Honestly, the Nangong Clan meant little to Lin Feng; he had killed Uncle Li of the powerful Li Family, so what was the Nangong Clan by comparison? If they insisted on causing trouble, he wouldn’t mind dealing with the overbearing Nangong Jingyun before him.

"What! How dare you speak of the Nangong Clan like that – you really must have a death wish. As for why I’m confronting you, it’s because you defeated Li Zerui, and I am recognized as the most outstanding young genius of the four prominent families. Only by defeating you can I prove I am the number one of our generation! I was going to spare you originally, but since you’ve spoken like this about the Nangong Clan, I’ve decided I’ll end you here and now!"

Nangong Jingyun was truly enraged now. He hadn’t expected Lin Feng to be so audacious as to find fault with the Nangong Clan—such that today, for the honor of the Nangong Clan, he had no choice but to kill Lin Feng. This was all Lin Feng’s own doing. Jingyun himself would take action, and there was no chance for Lin Feng to survive. As these thoughts passed through his mind, Nangong Jingyun’s complexion had already darkened, his clothes rustling and fluttering though there was no wind, a whooshing sound emanating all around him. He had seen Lin Feng’s attitude clearly now—did this Lin Feng truly think he was a fool? Could he not see that he had come to fight?

Ah! He was going to make a move on Lin Feng!

Seeing the expression on Nangong Jingyun’s face and hearing his words, Ding Wan’er and Leng Mei realized their opponent was an expert and that he had come to confront Lin Feng. Wan’er’s last birthday, Li Zerui had the same demeanor, and at that time, it was said that Li Zerui was an AAA-Class expert. Now that Nangong Jingyun knew Lin Feng had defeated Li Zerui and yet still dared to seek him out, it surely meant Nangong Jingyun was even more formidable than Li Zerui!

With this realization, Ding Wan’er and Leng Mei grew anxious. They hadn’t witnessed Lin Feng’s victory over Li Zerui themselves; it was merely brushed over during a chat with Lin Feng. They were unaware of the dangers involved. But now, with Nangong Jingyun showing up at their doorstep, what could they possibly do? The two of them grew increasingly tense, fearing Lin Feng could get hurt...

"Don’t flatter yourself as being all that powerful. In my eyes, you aren’t much, and you’re no match for me," said Lin Feng, having heard Nangong Jingyun’s words. He sized up Nangong Jingyun from head to toe. Such an arrogant and conceited person could not possibly be his rival. He took no heed of Nangong Jingyun, remarking indifferently, Liu Hong had died by his hand just the same—what was Nangong Jingyun in comparison?

"What! You dare speak to me like this? Do you know who I am? I am an S-Class expert, a supreme prodigy who broke through to S-Class by the mere age of thirty. And yet you address me in this manner? Fine, then. I will beat you so badly you will be searching for your teeth, and then I’ll kill you. Let’s see how tough you can talk then!"

Hearing Lin Feng’s words, Nangong Jingyun almost went mad with rage. Who was he? He was the most outstanding genius among the four major Prominent Families, the first among the younger generation to become an S-Class expert—a supremely gifted prodigy indeed. To reach S-Class at the age of thirty was an utterly heaven-defying existence in the Cultivation World, and to be spoken about so dismissively by a mere man in his twenties, Lin Feng, was unbearable. At that thought, Nangong Jingyun could no longer restrain himself, and he released his True Qi. Immediately, a shockwave spread from around him, blowing the dust from the ground outward...

He could not contain his anger; after all, he was already an S-Class expert, the pinnacle of human limits. Not to mention the exceptional treatment and the admiration he received from the Nangong Family, but even within the entire Cultivation World, there were so few S-Class experts—they were beings that everyone looked up to. After becoming an S-Class expert, he had come to deeply appreciate this fact. Everyone who knew he was an S-Class expert would speak to him with extreme caution, including the S-Class Elders within his own family, who addressed him with utmost respect. This all was incredibly gratifying to him.

As everyone knows, there is a vast chasm between the prowess of S-Class and AAA-Class; no AAA-Class expert could possibly defeat an S-Class expert. Even though Lin Feng had defeated Li Zerui, to speak to him in such a manner today was a thorough insult to him—an insult he simply could not tolerate. Therefore, today he would make his first kill, determined to torment Lin Feng to death to teach him the consequences of offending an S-Class expert!

What! What!

When Ding Wan’er and Leng Mei heard Nangong Jingyun declare he was an S-Class expert, their complexions instantly changed, and their hearts began to race with fear for Lin Feng. They knew Lin Feng was formidable, but they had never seen him fight and didn’t know the extent of his capabilities. Although they were confident that Lin Feng would be alright, the thought of him confronting an S-Class expert plunged them into panic.

In private discussions about cultivators, both had wondered about the extent of Lin Feng’s expertise. Through Leng Mei, Ding Wan’er had come to understand what being an S-Class expert meant: a level so powerful one could effortlessly demolish skyscrapers—an echelon inhabited by very few in the entire world. And now, they were faced with an S-Class expert seeking out Lin Feng. What could they possibly do? This time, Lin Feng was truly in trouble!

With these thoughts, both of them clasped their hands tightly, their eyes fixated on Lin Feng with immense tension, worrying for him. In their hearts, they began to pray, hoping against all that nothing would happen to Lin Feng. If anything were to befall him, they could not bear to live on in this world without him—what meaning would life hold if Lin Feng were gone...