For the sake of Ma Fengâs many years of fighting courageously in the Realm Battlefield, Ling Han did not deliver a killing strike, leaving an heir for the Ma Clan.
Of course, if Ma Yuhai still didnât know any better, then Ling Han would no longer be merciful. Back then, when Ma Yuhai hired Qin Shuang to kill him, it was already enough for him to be given a death sentence.
Within half a day, a message was released.
Ma Feng made an announcement, demanding that Ling Han kneel all the way to Ma Yuhaiâs place by the end of today, or he would make his move.
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All of a sudden, the entire martial academy was shell-shocked.
A Pseudo-Heavenly Venerate was going to deal with Ling Han!
âSigh, Ling Han should yield.â
âThatâs right. When the Pseudo-Heavenly Venerate makes a move, itâs impossible to block his attack. After all, this isnât limited by an agreement of 10 moves as it was with He Yufeng. Who will support Ling Han this time?â
âAs long as it doesnât cause any fatality, the Martial Academy will not stop a Pseudo-Heavenly Venerate, either. They have to give him some face as well.â
âNot necessarily. Havenât you heard that Ling Han has defeated a Pseudo-Heavenly Venerate of the Yun Clan, so even if he is to face Lord Ma Feng, he might not necessarily be at a disadvantage?â
âHehe, you actually believe such rumors?â
âThatâs right. Ling Han is only at the Eighth Heaven, how could he possibly rival the Pseudo-Heavenly Venerate?â
Everyone had a completely pessimistic view of Ling Hanâs prospects. Even if there were one or two voices of opposition, they would still be drowned out instantly.
Naturally, Ling Han had heard about it, and shook his head; Ma Feng really doted on his son.
It was obviously impossible for him to go and apologize to Ma Yuhai; he simply ignored it completely.
One day had passed, and the sun still rose.
âLing Han, come out!â A deep voice sounded from outside, full of intimidation.
Ling Han was just meditating and cultivating. He was still far from reaching the peak of the Ninth Heaven, so there was huge room for improvement in his strength. Every moment was very precious to him.
Hearing the voice, Ling Han stood up and came to the door.
He saw a middle-aged man standing about three meters away from the door. He was wearing black battle armor, which appeared battered with many broken parts. However, one shouldnât underestimate this battle armor, as it was made of Divine Metal.
Battle armor made with Divine Metal had so many broken parts; what kind of battles did this person have to go through?
He was Ma Feng, who had just returned from the Realm Battlefield. The battles there would naturally be bloody.
Ling Han cupped his fists in greeting. âSo itâs Brother Ma.â
Ma Feng instantly raised a brow. How dared a mere Ninth Heaven Celestial King treat him as an equal? It seemed that his son did not deceive him, and this brat was indeed extremely arrogant.
âYoung man, donât be so condescending just because you think you have some talent!â Ma Feng said lightly. âI will not take it too far, and will simply break both your hands and feet, which you will not be recovering from for 100,000,000 years, so youâd better reflect upon the error of your ways.â
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