Zeng Rong smirked. "Zhao Lei, the time has come for you to kneel again. Who knows, maybe this time he will accept you as a follower."
Zhao Lei got enraged. "SHUT UP..." He also understood that Zeng Rong wouldn’t leave this matter easily.
The new cultivator was bewildered, but he didn’t ask anything. He had a feeling that this wasn’t something he should ask about.
Lin Feng reached the edge again and similarly stretched himself before moving his leg outside.
Although Zhao Lei had said that he wouldn’t fall for it, his eyes were still fixed on Lin Feng.
Lin Feng, on the other hand, brought his leg down slowly and placed it outside the safe zone.
Zhao Lei’s eyes squinted. He controlled himself from moving for the time being. Although in his eyes this hidden cultivator wouldn’t be able to sense him moving, what if he just removed his leg right now? If that happened, wouldn’t he become a laughing stock again?
Lin Feng, on the other hand, moved and placed his second leg outside. Now he was totally outside the safe zone.
The moment that happened, Zhao Lei wasn’t able to control himself and moved immediately. His movement was totally silent. A late-stage Core Formation cultivator who didn’t have spirit sense wouldn’t be able to sense him.
When he arrived close enough—distance where he was certain that he would definitely be able to grab this bastard surely now—he smirked. Finally, he would make sure that he would pay for everything.
Lin Feng was totally nonchalant, as if he was totally unaware of the incoming Zhao Lei.
Bai Lian sighed. She really couldn’t believe why he was doing this. Certainly he knew that he had provoked Zhao Lei to the extreme. Then why did he go out of the safe zone acting like he didn’t care about Zhao Lei acting against him?
Zeng Rong shook his head in disappointment. He wanted to use this hidden cultivator to rile up Zhao Lei even more, but it wouldn’t be possible now.
The new cultivator didn’t know what had happened here, but he knew that the late-stage cultivator had done something to anger the disciple of the Yin Yang Harmony Sect extremely. His death was certain.
As everyone became certain that Lin Feng would be caught easily, Lin Feng moved. His speed wasn’t fast, but it was in an acceptable range for a late-stage Core Formation realm.
It was his timing and the way he moved that were impeccable. He first moved himself forward to gain a little more distance to dodge the incoming hand which was aimed at his neck.
After moving there, he twisted his ankle while moving left, safely dodging the hand which passed his neck.
Zhao Lei’s eyes widened. He saw everything happen but wasn’t able to react to it. Since he was certain that he would catch Lin Feng’s neck without any failure, he had increased his pace further.
Because of this, changing his direction was impossible even though he saw everything. He was so shocked that he wasn’t able to slow down and struck the tree into which he was planning to slam the hidden cultivator once he caught him.
THUUUUDDDDDD!
CRACKK!
The tree cracked a little but didn’t fall. It was strong enough to handle that crash.
"Eh? Weren’t you the guy who kneeled in front of me? Is this a new tactic to gain my sympathy? Sigh... I have to disappoint you. I meant it when I said I don’t need a follower. You should find someone else." After saying that, Lin Feng turned around and came inside the safe zone and went back to his original location.
Everyone was too stunned to make any sound. Even Zeng Rong forgot to laugh at Zhao Lei.
Zhao Lei was still stuck to the tree. He was holding it tightly while trembling in anger and utter shame. He didn’t want to face anyone, especially Bai Lian. His reputation was totally ruined.
Just a few moments ago, he had bragged about his rank in his sect, and now he failed to catch a late-stage realm cultivator who was totally vulnerable. It was too embarrassing.
Zeng Rong finally came out of his stupor. "Heh... hehehe... hahahah... HAHAHAH..." He almost fell while laughing. "A trash will always be trash... seriously, this is too hilarious."
"Hehe... Cough!.." This time, even Bai Lian wasn’t able to hold back her laughter. She tried to stop it while coughing, but it didn’t help much.
The new cultivator was laughing too, but slowly. When he heard the hidden cultivator say that this Soul Sea realm disciple had kneeled in front of him, he was stunned, but looking at everyone’s reaction and why that disciple was so pissed, it seemed plausible.
He really couldn’t understand how the hidden cultivator made it happen, but it definitely was something like what had happened just now.
When the sounds of laughter entered Zhao Lei’s ears—especially the sweet laughter of Bai Lian—he gritted his teeth and gripped the tree even more tightly. His fingers dug into the tree like claws. After a few more breaths, he let go of the tree and landed on the ground.
Zhao Lei took deep breaths to calm himself, but it didn’t help much. His blood was still boiling inside his body.
He dusted off the tree barks stuck on his face and robes and, without looking towards Lin Feng, made his way towards the others. He could have stood off alone, but it would have given away that he was too conscious about what had happened.
There was one thing going through his mind: how did the hidden cultivator even dodge him? The even more stunning part was how he dodged—it was too flawlessly effortless.
Even a Soul Sea cultivators would have moved earlier to dodge his attack if they had sensed him, but this hidden cultivator had dodged without even seeing him, and it was so flawless that his fingers would have grazed his neck if they were just a hair’s breadth longer.