Campus Cultivation Master-Chapter 746 - 0748: Roadblock [Part 2]

The middle-aged man looked at Chu Feng and said, "If you can get past me, you can have whatever you want. You can even have them come out and dance for you."

Chu Feng chuckled and asked, "Square dancing? Is it the latest version of ’The Dazzling Little Apple’? You guys train for this too? It seems that the Hell God organization has a rich array of recreational activities."

Unperturbed, the middle-aged man shrugged his shoulders and stated, "Anything is possible, as long as you can get past me."

Chu Feng looked at the middle-aged man, changed his stance, and said, "Actually, uncle, I’m quite curious where your confidence comes from. Is it because you’ve seen the Divine Dragon? If having seen the Divine Dragon grants such confidence, then with the Dragon Card in my hand, could I get the President of the USA, the Prime Minister of the Eastern regions, to lead a dance for me?"

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes at the Dragon Card in Chu Feng’s hand, making it very difficult to guess his inner thoughts.

Several seconds later, the middle-aged man said, "So the Dragon Card is in your hands, which makes you even more deserving of death."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man swung the short stick from behind him in a half-circle, aiming straight at Chu Feng.

Such a casual half-turn, but it left a deep ravine on the ground.

From this, it could be seen that the man’s Power was indeed profound.

Chu Feng warmed up his muscles and said, "Looks like you must be a high-level figure in the Hell God organization. I’ve heard that there aren’t many members in the Hell God organization. If you died, wouldn’t the Hell God organization suffer a major loss?"

The middle-aged man replied, "You’ll find out once you’ve killed me."

As soon as the middle-aged man’s words fell, the short stick pointed directly at Chu Feng.

The middle-aged man’s Inner Strength was profound; such a simple thrust generated an airwave that caused Chu Feng’s cheeks to sting.

An expert reveals themselves with just one move.

It was evident the middle-aged man was such an expert; a casual thrust held such might, it was somewhat beyond belief.

Chu Feng channeled Spiritual Energy into his palms, as he was without a handy weapon and could only fight with his palms.

The staff was instantly in front of Chu Feng, who pushed his palms out forcefully, preparing to snap the opponent’s staff with a crossed-arms maneuver.

However, the middle-aged man seemed to anticipate this, and right before reaching Chu Feng, he suddenly switched to a sweep, striking toward Chu Feng’s arms.

The abrupt and silent change truly startled Chu Feng.

Chu Feng stepped aside, disappearing like smoke before the middle-aged man. However, the middle-aged man seemed to know Chu Feng’s next move. He made a feint with the stick, channeling his Inner Strength into it.

In an instant, the staff seemed to elongate, sweeping directly toward the path of Chu Feng’s escape.

This time Chu Feng truly had no way to dodge and could only brace his arms to take the hit.

His arms, fully charged with Spiritual Energy, collided with the Powerful Energy, creating a muffled sound.

Chu Feng’s body retreated, kicking up a large swath of turf. His arms turned purple in an instant.

This was repetition, and if it had been someone else, that hit would have certainly disabled their arms.

"Pumen Staff Technique! You are Ye Puti, who once escaped from the hands of the Divine Dragon." With that strike, Chu Feng confirmed the man’s identity.

In the Dragon Soul, there were detailed records about the Divine Dragon. The General Captain of Dragon Soul had forced Chu Feng to read it from the beginning to the end, all at once.

The purpose was to cultivate Chu Feng as a successor, so that Chu Feng would inherit the mantle and know which of his enemies were still alive and which had already died.

Ye Puti was the person Chu Feng remembered from that time.

"It’s really unexpected that after so many years, someone still remembers me." Upon hearing Chu Feng’s words, Ye Puti was also very impressed.

However, this was something that truly prevented Chu Feng from remaining too calm.

Ye Puti indeed had a famous reputation back in the day, rumored to be from the Shaolin Temple of the Inner Martial World. In the Shaolin Temple, he was in charge of the Precepts Court, wielding the universal staff technique among the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin. If anyone claimed to be second in the entirety of Shaolin, no one dared to claim the first spot.

But such a guardian of the Precepts Court went against the precepts himself, committing lascivious acts with a young girl—a crime punishable by death.

However, he had managed to escape successfully and left the Inner Martial World, then assumed a new identity in the secular world.

But upon arriving in the secular world, not only did he not repent, he intensified his actions. With his cultivation, which was almost invincible in the secular world, he committed countless atrocities.

Later on, the Divine Dragon appeared out of nowhere, and that marked the end of the good days for Ye Puti.

Subsequently, it was the Divine Dragon pursuing Ye Puti. However, in the end, Ye Puti managed to escape. There had been no news of him for many years until this year.

But one thing Chu Feng truly realized. If the data recorded in the Dragon Soul was correct, Ye Puti should be at least sixty years old by now.

But looking at Ye Puti now, he didn’t look sixty years old at all.

Some people maintain themselves so well that they don’t look sixty. But with Ye Puti, it’s not that he doesn’t look it; he simply isn’t sixty.

"What kind of youth potion are you using? Recommend it to me, or even better, give me a couple of bottles," Chu Feng said after clearing the blocked meridians in his arm and asked Ye Puti.

Ye Puti looked at Chu Feng and said, "This is the power of technology. Those old fogeys in the mountains would never imagine technology could be so charming."

After hearing Ye Puti’s words, Chu Feng immediately understood what Ye Puti meant and came to a sudden realization, "You had plastic surgery?"

Ye Puti didn’t speak, but his expression and gaze confirmed his admission.

Receiving such a response, Chu Feng felt that he might have not checked the almanac before leaving his home today, running into such shameless old men.

The previous old beggar, at least, pretended to be shameless out of loyalty and righteousness. Such a person was still worthy of respect. But with Ye Puti’s shamelessness, it was simply unabashed. He had undergone plastic surgery to make himself look younger, and not just a little—younger by half his age.

If his father were still around, it would be hard to tell if his father should call him son or grandson.

"More talk is useless now; I cannot let you go in today unless you step over my dead body," Ye Puti said to Chu Feng with determination.

Chu Feng felt a bit of admiration for the Hell God upon hearing Ye Puti’s words. Back in the day, Ye Puti was such a proud individual. Even when chased by the Divine Dragon, he still maintained his personality.

But now his attitude had taken a 180-degree turn. He was willing to work for the Hell God and actually meant it in the truest sense, ready to risk even his own life.

If the Hell God were to do pyramid selling, one wonders how many followers he could gather in a single day.

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