Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 168: Don’t Delay My Barbecue

Chapter 168: Chapter 168: Don’t Delay My Barbecue

After Chu Feng finished speaking, Xiaoxiao’s cousin also spotted him.

"Mom! Isn’t that the bastard who beat you up last time? I’ll go kill him for you right now!"

"Yes! It’s that bastard who actually had the audacity to hit me!"

Xiaoxiao’s cousin, seeing a chance to stand up without being accused of patricide, charged at Chu Feng without a second thought.

Chu Feng, seeing Xiaoxiao’s cousin charging at him, didn’t even glance at him until he was close, at which point he slapped him across the face.

"Smack!"

With that slap from Chu Feng, fast and fierce, he had knocked out half of his teeth.

Chu Feng might have shown some restraint before, but there really was no need for it now.

With a single slap, he dealt with Xiaoxiao’s worthless cousin. Chu Feng then turned to Elder Huang and said, "With me here, you better take action yourself. Because even together, they are just wasting their time."

Elder Huang, looking at Chu Feng, his eyes slightly hardened, said, "I didn’t expect the Tang Family could associate with such an expert as you, but opposing me is just your bad luck."

With that, Elder Huang slapped his hand down, and instantly the solid wooden table shattered into countless pieces. Then Elder Huang emerged from behind the table.

This was more incredible than a movie scene, shattering a solid wood table with one slap. The palm power needed for that was just unbelievable.

By now, they had realized where Tang Dingxin’s confidence came from.

With such an impressive figure, there really was nothing to worry about.

"Big brother, we support you." With such a strong figure present, those who were hesitant quickly switched sides.

Old Master Tang, witnessing this scene, truly felt disheartened.

Although not all present were his children, these were people who had their current lifestyle and status because of the Tang Family. Yet today, they treated him this way.

"Kid, you’re meddling too much, thinking you’re above everyone else just because you know some Kung Fu. Today, I will teach you that there are always people better than you..."

Chu Feng didn’t let Elder Huang finish, interrupting, "Alright, old man, there’s no need for such a long introduction. A Yellow Level Mid-Stage like you talking so much, I still have to go back and eat barbecue later, you know?"

"What! You can see my cultivation!" Elder Huang was taken aback by Chu Feng’s words.

Chu Feng said, "It’s not hard to see, you’re flaunting such minor cultivation."

Normally, it’s impossible for Ancient Martial experts to discern each other’s cultivation levels, unless one is significantly more advanced.

In fact, Chu Feng hadn’t been able to tell before, but with Divine Sense, he had discovered he could now discern others’ cultivation levels.

Just like with those two, Chu Feng could tell at a glance.

Elder Huang hadn’t expected Chu Feng to see through his cultivation level with just one look. His expression fluctuated, but he still didn’t believe that Chu Feng was a Xuan Level Expert.

"Kid, no matter who you are, you’re going to die today!" Elder Huang finally decided to make a move.

Because he felt that Chu Feng must be extraordinarily talented. It was impossible for him to be a Xuan Level Expert, probably just at the same Yellow Level Mid-Stage as himself.

Elder Huang struck, swift as the wind, being a Yellow Level Mid-Stage expert himself. The power of one palm strike was over three thousand pounds.

Moreover, with the addition of Inner Strength, it was even more formidable.

Chu Feng had long seen that Elder Huang’s Kung Fu focused on his hand technique.

His Hand Technique was somewhat special; although it seemed like only one palm strike, only he knew that it wasn’t just one palm, but three, moving too quickly to be perceived as such.

The reason for the three palm strikes was that the power of each one could be stacked.

Three thousand pounds times three, that’s nearly ten thousand pounds of force. Even a Yellow Level Late Stage expert wouldn’t have an easy time dealing with it.

This was Elder Huang’s trump move, used because he sensed something odd about Chu Feng.

Elder Huang thought that Chu Feng couldn’t figure it out, but in fact, Chu Feng had already sensed it clearly with his Divine Sense.

A cold sneer formed at the corner of Chu Feng’s mouth, and then he quickly struck out three palms.

The speed of Chu Feng’s three palms was even faster, but they were merely fast and did not possess the exquisite tracelessness of Elder Huang’s movements.

"What!"

Yet, even so, it was sufficient to astonish Elder Huang.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Three booming sounds echoed through the air, followed by Elder Huang coughing up blood and flying backward, his arms completely fractured.

Each of Chu Feng’s palms carried nearly nine thousand pounds of force. Even if they couldn’t be perfectly stacked, they were still beyond what Elder Huang could endure.

"You... you’re at the Yellow Level Late Stage!" Elder Huang looked at Chu Feng, his face filled with terror.

Although Chu Feng was not a Xuan Level Expert, being at the Yellow Level Late Stage was more than enough to annihilate him instantly.

Moreover, Chu Feng was such a young expert at the Yellow Level Late Stage, truly a boundless future awaited him.

Tang Dingxin and the others didn’t understand what Yellow Level Late Stage meant. But they did know that a young man like Chu Feng, with just a single palm strike, dashed all their hopes.

Being experienced, Elder Tang understood some Ancient Martial arts, and his mind was greatly shaken upon hearing that Chu Feng was an expert of the Yellow Level Late Stage.

"What kind of expert I am doesn’t really concern you, but you’re indeed quite bothersome. I might as well teach you what it means when they say, ’There is always someone stronger.’" Chu Feng stepped forward, moving closer to Elder Huang.

To Elder Huang, each of those steps sounded like the tolling of the doomsday bell.

"Stop right there, don’t move!"

Just as Chu Feng was about to reach Elder Huang, Tang Dingxin pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Chu Feng.

"Beast! Put the gun down!"

Elder Tang’s face changed completely when he saw Tang Dingxin draw the gun.

"Dad, I can’t turn back now, so I can only succeed, not fail," Tang Dingxin said, completely lost in madness.

Upon hearing Tang Dingxin’s words, Elder Tang sighed deeply in his heart.

Elder Tang wasn’t worried that Tang Dingxin could hurt Chu Feng; he was trying to save his reckless son.

Although Elder Tang was not an Ancient Martial expert, he knew how fearsome such experts could be.

To an Ancient Martial expert, guns posed no threat at all, especially to one of this caliber. A gun was like a toy unless you could bring a missile.

Sure enough, right after Elder Tang finished speaking, Chu Feng’s figure vanished in front of Tang Dingxin.

"Crack!"

Using his movement technique, Chu Feng appeared behind Tang Dingxin and smashed his shoulder blade with a punch.

"Ah!"

Tang Dingxin screamed in agony, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground. Against a real expert, a gun was hardly effective.

Chu Feng grabbed the gun, weighing it in his hand and coldly said, "I hate it most when people point a gun at me."

Although Chu Feng’s words were light, they sent chills down the spine of everyone from the Tang Family, especially Tang Xiaoxiao’s aunt, who turned deathly pale.

She could never have imagined that Chu Feng would be such a formidable person.