Novel Full Chapter 60 Pool
Chapter 60: Chapter 60 Pool
The two teachers stood only a few meters apart, facing each other in the center of the dao teaching platform.
The air felt tense, thick with anticipation.
Everyone present expected Li Tianhao to attack the moment the signal was given.
Yet instead of charging forward, Li Tianhao simply smiled.
It was a calm, confident smile… one that made it seem as if the match had already ended in his favor.
That single expression unsettled many in the crowd, who exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of what he was planning.
Born into a powerful and wealthy clan, and a genius cultivator in his own right, Li Tianhao had every reason to be confident.
He was undeniably handsome, with piercing blue eyes that seemed to cut like blades, sharp sword-like brows, and a tall, well-built body forged through years of rigorous training.
His presence alone commanded respect.
However, when compared to Lin Feng, the contrast felt like the difference between heaven and earth.
Lin Feng’s charm was almost unreal… effortless, natural, and overwhelming.
It wasn’t just his looks… it was the calm confidence in his posture, the faint smile that never quite left his lips, and the strange, indescribable aura that made people instinctively look at him twice.
Even standing still, Lin Feng seemed to draw attention without trying.
Still, Li Tianhao did not mind.
In his eyes, Lin Feng’s charm was nothing more than a temporary illusion… something he intended to shatter with his own hands.
Countless brutal images flashed through his mind like Lin Feng coughing blood, his face swollen and unrecognizable, his once-proud expression twisted into pain and humiliation.
Li Tianhao wanted nothing more than to beat him so badly that he would be forced to borrow a face from a pig by the time it was over.
But before unleashing his fists, Li Tianhao wanted to make sure every step of his plan was flawless.
He wasn’t just here to win… he was here to destroy Lin Feng’s reputation completely and more importantly cover his ass in the process also.
Taking a step forward, Li Tianhao raised his voice so that it echoed across the entire place.
“Teacher Lin Feng is a disgrace to Spirit Spring Academy!” he declared.
His voice rang with righteous fury, carrying clearly to the ears of every disciple, elder, and instructor present.
“He has led many students astray over the past months, filling their heads with false hopes and crooked teachings. I heard one of his students even suffered from qi deviation. Now he’s taken in a new batch of students, tricking them once again with his snake tongue and sweet words!”
Murmurs rippled through the crowd.
“I have come here today,” Li Tianhao continued, his voice growing even louder, “to act as the sword of the academy! To cut down corruption and throw trash back to where it truly belongs!”
As he spoke, he scanned the sea of faces around him, satisfaction blooming in his chest when he saw countless heads nodding in agreement.
Some students clenched their fists in excitement, others whispered among themselves, and even a few instructors looked conflicted.
Li Tianhao smiled wider.
Everything was unfolding exactly as he had planned.
Now, all that remained was to crush Lin Feng both in body and in name before the eyes of everyone.
“Why talk so much, Teacher Li Tianhao?” Lin Feng said calmly, his voice steady and indifferent.
“If you’re trying to justify challenging a lowly third-stage Body Refining cultivator, don’t bother. I was the one who accepted, so your conscience is already clear. You’ve already covered your ass.”
He paused briefly, then added coldly, “Now let’s begin this match and end it quickly. I don’t want to waste any more of my precious time on scum like you.”
As he spoke, Lin Feng shook his head slowly, his eyes filled not with anger, but with pure disdain.
He looked at Li Tianhao the same way one might look at a speck of dust or an ant that could be crushed at any moment without a second thought.
That gaze was the final straw that shattered Li Tianhao’s remaining restraint.
“You asked for it!” Li Tianhao bellowed, veins bulging across his neck and forehead.
“Die, Lin Feng!”
The moment the last word left his mouth, his body blurred and vanished from his original position.
The crowd gasped as his figure flickered like a phantom, reappearing in the next instant less than a step away from Lin Feng’s unmoving form.
His fist shot forward with terrifying speed, carrying the force of a raging storm.
The air itself seemed to scream as the punch closed in, stopping just an inch from Lin Feng’s face… so close that many spectators were already bracing themselves for the impact.
Some even closed their eyes.
But then…
Pak!
A sharp, explosive sound cracked through the air.
Before anyone could even process what had happened, a body was sent flying backward like a broken doll.
It slammed headfirst into the platform with a thunderous crash, then continued sliding, spinning, and tumbling.
His face scraped violently across the stone for dozens of meters, carving a long, broken trail before his body finally came to a halt.
Absolute silence descended upon the academy grounds.
Not a single person spoke. Not a single breath seemed to move.
All eyes were fixed on the figure lying motionless on the ground… and then slowly, one by one, they turned back toward Lin Feng, who still stood exactly where he had been, calm, unmoved, and completely unscathed.
“What… what just happened?” someone whispered, their voice filled with disbelief.
The entire audience was frozen in shock.
A tenth-stage Body Refining cultivator stood at the absolute peak of what mortal could achieve.
Such a person was stronger than an elephant, faster than a peregrine falcon, and their body was tougher than steel itself.
Every movement they made could shatter stone, every strike could cripple an ordinary cultivator.
They were, without question, monsters among mortals.
And yet…
Li Tianhao, a tenth-stage Body Refining expert, had just been slapped down by a third-stage Body Refining cultivator as casually as one might swat away a mosquito.