Martial Artist: Stronger by Coasting Along-Chapter 266 - 57: Life and Death Are Nothing—My Bro Wang Calls the Shots
Marquis Zhuge spoke.
Ling Feng hesitated, unsure of how to explain, and could only nod helplessly.
"The provincial exams are in a few days. Once you get a good score, focus on cultivating to become a Spiritual Martial Artist. I believe you can succeed, I’m optimistic about you."
Marquis Zhuge said, patting Ling Feng on the shoulder.
"Okay."
Ling Feng nodded again. Thinking of the torment Wang Dashan was enduring, he closed his eyes, sighed deeply, and walked out.
Marquis Zhuge didn’t follow.
A moment later, Ling Feng appeared in the Star Realm game dimension, playing heartily with a group of female hosts.
At Ao Dagang’s house.
Wang Dashan sat on the sofa, his face dark as night.
Ao Dagang paced back and forth, and a few broken bottles lay on the floor. Marquis Zhuge hesitated, unsure of how to respond to Ling Feng’s situation.
"He’s really like mud that can’t stick to the wall. I thought he might reform because of your suffering and come to me for cultivation, but he remains as he always was!"
Ao Dagang rubbed his forehead.
"However, his cultivation has been improving rapidly all the same."
Marquis Zhuge reminded.
"Spiritual Power comes from the heart, and it’s many times harder to awaken than Bloodline Power. If his mind is idle all day with no purpose, he’ll never awaken Spiritual Power, never become a Spiritual Martial Artist!"
Ao Dagang said angrily.
Marquis Zhuge said no more, since only Ao Dagang was a Spiritual Martial Artist, his words carried the most weight.
"Let’s leave it to fate. As long as he can pass the second round of the national exams, it’s enough."
Wang Dashan sighed.
The wound on his chest had long since healed.
He had suffered critical injuries before, but successfully eliminating the Catfish Demon Queen and relocating the factory to the Great Radiation Zone was a major achievement. The Seven Great Star Systems Alliance wouldn’t idly watch someone with such merits die if they could help it.
Moreover, they used a new kind of medicinal liquid to heal his organs, not the Spiritual Liquid of the Heart, so Wang Dashan’s life was no longer in danger.
The whole act was to ignite Ling Feng’s determination, hoping he would seriously cultivate and become a Spiritual Martial Artist.
Because the talent he displayed was truly astounding, Ao Dagang wanted to seriously guide Ling Feng and help him become a Spiritual Martial Artist.
But both he and others like Old Deng couldn’t stand Ling Feng’s attitude toward cultivation.
So when Ling Feng came to him, requesting to exchange his merits for the Spiritual Liquid to treat Wang Dashan, he quickly thought of this plan.
"Ling Feng has logged out from the Star Realm."
"He’s left his house, could he be heading to the Cultivation Room to train?"
Marquis Zhuge said excitedly.
"Send him the footage of Principal Wang in agony."
Ao Dagang angrily commanded.
"Alright."
Marquis Zhuge immediately sent the relevant video content to Ling Feng, along with a message: "Ling Feng, Old Wang’s IV is set, the situation is relatively stable now, don’t worry too much."
Despite these assurances.
The video showed Wang Dashan, convulsing and wailing in the sealed medical box, suffering to the point of ramming his head against the box.
Ling Feng’s bracelet quickly displayed the video footage.
After watching, he closed his eyes, picked up pace, and headed to the courtyard of the district plaza, joining a group of elderly women in a square dance, even leading the team.
Since the notoriety of slaying Skiner was revealed, Ling Feng had become quite popular in Future City District. People sought to associate with him, even joining in his square dance activities.
The number of people in the group increased from two or three to fifty or sixty, making each dance session quite a spectacle.
"Bang!"
"What is he doing?"
Ao Dagang slammed his fist on the table, shattering it.
They had access to the surveillance footage of Future City District, observing Ling Feng singing and dancing in the courtyard. Ling Feng, representing South City in the provincial exams, was a matter of utmost importance for South City.
An hour later, after finishing the square dance, Ling Feng checked his Coasting Along Value and noticed it had increased by 5 points.
"I’ve been dancing the square dance for three or four months continuously, and the Coasting Along Value stays about the same every day, with no skills appearing. Does continuously dancing the square dance only earn Coasting Along Value and not any skills?"
Ling Feng was a bit frustrated.
"Send him another video."
Ao Dagang suggested.
Marquis Zhuge nodded, then sent a video of Wang Dashan vomiting blood in the medical box to Ling Feng, stating, "Ling Feng, Principal Wang had a mishap just now, several IV lines burst. The situation just stabilized again, try not to worry too much!"
Having just parted from the group of elderly men and women, Ling Feng’s bracelet displayed another video.
He watched as Wang Dashan convulsed and vomited blood within the medical box, IV lines shooting out of his body, his tongue stretched long, as if wishing to strangle himself.
"Principal!"
Ling Feng was visibly moved.
He then turned and ran out of the Future City District.
He stepped onto his flying skateboard,
quickly arriving at a karaoke bar. He locked himself in a private room and began howling into the microphone.
"Men, it’s not a crime to cry, cry, cry!
Even the strongest have the right to feel exhausted.
If behind the smile, only heartbreak remains, why maintain such a miserable facade?"
Ling Feng lost himself in his singing world, as if transported back to a past life, performing in concert with Heavenly King Lau.
"Ahem!"
Due to its importance, Ao Dagang and the other two quickly checked the karaoke bar’s surveillance footage, watching Ling Feng’s every move in the private room.
This time, even Wang Dashan couldn’t suppress a cough.
Marquis Zhuge looked awkward, feeling as though Ling Feng was prematurely lamenting for Wang Dashan.
Even Ao Dagang now felt some sympathy for Wang Dashan, having assumed Ling Feng cared deeply for him, yet after seeing Wang Dashan vomit blood, Ling Feng went to sing and dance at the karaoke bar.
"Life and death are trivial, if you disagree, bring it on!"
"Come, join me, Brother Wang, and fight!"
At that moment, other voices came through the surveillance footage.
It turned out Ling Feng had been rapping alone, composing lines about Wang Dashan, finding rhythm in his own way.
"This..."
Marquis Zhuge could barely maintain his composure.
"He might as well die,"
Ao Dagang remarked, utterly disappointed in Ling Feng.
Wang Dashan, face dark as coal, couldn’t speak, feeling as if the wound on his chest had reopened.
What did Ling Feng mean by this?
Ultimately, the three observed Ling Feng spending the night in the karaoke bar, leaving with a hoarse voice, telling the staff that "life and death are trivial, if you disagree, bring it on, Brother Wang’s word is law."
"Old Deng said Ling Feng didn’t go to him for cultivation. After leaving the karaoke bar, he didn’t return to Future City District but went to a sauna for a massage."
Marquis Zhuge said quietly.
Worried about upsetting Wang Dashan, feeling his state seemed worse now than back in the Catfish Demon Queen’s Nest, seemingly not healed at all.
"Not expecting anything from him anymore. As long as he ranks in the top three in the provincial exams to represent Jiangbei Province in the national exams, it’s enough."
Ao Dagang was thoroughly disappointed, losing interest in hearing about Ling Feng’s antics.
Wang Dashan chuckled silently, unable to control his amusement, and sent Ling Feng a voice message, feigning distress: "Ling Feng, I’m in so much pain."
"Men, it’s not a crime to cry, cry, cry..."
Upon hearing Wang Dashan’s message, Ling Feng involuntarily hummed the tune.
Having sung all night, his reflex was ingrained, though he also felt sympathy and affection for Wang Dashan, he just couldn’t suppress the urge to sing that particular song.
Coincidentally, his reaction was all caught on the surveillance cameras.
Wang Dashan seemed to be ejected right out of Ao Dagang’s house.
(Sorry, my daughter has a fever and vomiting. I need to take care of her, so updates are a bit sparse. I’ll make it up tomorrow, definitely!)
