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Chapter 191 - 179 Taking Responsibility for Oneself, The Resentment of the Common Man

Chapter 191: Chapter 179 Taking Responsibility for Oneself, The Resentment of the Common Man

The audience below looked toward Chu Feng with complex expressions in their eyes.

The freshmen had been beaten up one by one by him, and they were still sore.

And now, the person who had beaten them was flaunting his martial prowess in front of the whole school, which was quite irksome.

Only Chen Kai, together with Wu Zi’ang and two others, were hopping and jumping around below the stage, proudly pointing at Chu Feng and yelling to everyone, "That’s my boss."

The sophomores, juniors, and the few seniors who were about to graduate felt uncomfortable as well, seeing a freshman overshadow everyone else and stand on the stage, knowing they would have to ask him for authorization of their future cultivation techniques...

That was somewhat embarrassing to admit.

In the crowd, Xuan Ziyuan, who was always low-key, remained silent.

The person who came with him asked in a low voice, "Xuan, don’t be influenced by him."

A girl beside them muttered, "What’s so great about that lousy cultivation technique? It’s not worth cultivating!"

Xuan Ziyuan looked at the girl and said seriously, "Not cultivate it? That’s being irresponsible to your own future!

"Your talent is already inferior, and you can’t keep up with most people’s pace.

"If you don’t find a way to make up for the difference, you’ll either hold others back or one day die on the battlefield!

"People with average talent like you must cultivate the Composite Technique!"

The girl’s face turned red, but she knew that Xuan Ziyuan was a blunt person who didn’t care whether she was embarrassed or not, so she could only hang her head with a flushed face.

The male student with them chuckled lightly, "As long as you don’t throw a tantrum and don’t feel too embarrassed, there’s no problem.

"After all, you don’t need to beg for authorization, and you don’t need to develop the technique yourself; just coax your tutor, and that will do."

Xuan Ziyuan nodded in agreement, "To give up the pursuit of Martial Arts for something as trivial as pride is the most foolish act!"

The girl snorted coldly and decided to ignore this steel-clad straight man.

The male student then asked, "Xuan, why didn’t you speak just now? I thought you were affected, too."

Xuan Ziyuan humphed, "How could I have such backward and idiotic ideas."

Another blow!

The girl, angered, turned her head and walked away, not wanting to see Xuan Ziyuan’s face again for a while.

The latter, oblivious, was only staring at Chu Feng on the stage, his words filled with wariness, "This guy... he’s already reached the Innate Realm!"

The male student was shocked, "Innate? How is that possible!"

He sensed Chu Feng’s aura and said uncertainly, "It’s Foundation Establishment, no doubt. Is he hiding his cultivation level?

"Sss, wasn’t he just at Foundation Establishment when he arrived? This cultivation speed is outrageous! Is it because of the ’Composite Technique’?

"Is this kid so restrained because he wants to lull us into complacency?"

The male student gasped in shock, but his eyes grew fiery as he looked at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng’s behavior of concealing his realm had significantly elevated his opinion of the "Composite Technique".

Xuan Ziyuan nodded and then shook his head, "I only used a unique secret technique to ’see’ the True Force leaking out from all around him and discovered this."

He glanced at the male student and said softly, "No need to make a fuss, and there’s no need to contemplate whether he’s targeting anyone.

"It doesn’t matter what he does. Facing any enemy, as long as I give my all, I will have no regrets."

"..."

...

Chu Feng had no idea that Xuan Ziyuan had inadvertently seen through his secret.

He stepped forward on the stage, wearing a confident smile, and raised both hands, each emitting a golden and a green orb of True Force.

Amidst the murmurs of the crowd below, his hands continued to produce orbs of different colors that floated above his head, forming a slowly rotating ring.

By the time he lowered his hands, there were seven orbs of different colored True Force above his head, chasing each other continually like a carousel.

He felt secretly pleased with himself.

After advancing to the Innate Realm, he had clearly felt that his control over True Force and his body had slipped a lot, severely affecting his combat strength.

So, he had been trying to refine his control over True Force and improve his control ability to solidify his foundation during this period.

These colorful orbs, like a carousel, were a minor skill he had practiced during this time.

Although it was useless in combat, it was quite eye-catching.

The audience below was impressed as well.

While the trick wasn’t complicated and many could perform it, seeing seven orbs of different Attributes of True Force emerge from one person was eye-opening for them.

Chu Feng said with a smile, "I am the freshman Chu Feng. Since so many of you already know me, I’ll skip the pleasantries.

"As everybody knows, my cultivation talent isn’t outstanding, so much so that even my status as top scholar has become a burden to me.

"When I enrolled early due to injury, there wasn’t even a tutor willing to take me on as a student."

Some professors present that day looked at Chu Feng, with some blushing and others slowly narrowing their eyes.

The rascal, he’s giving them a lesson right in front of Principal Ge!

But since they needed him... Chu Feng couldn’t care less about what they thought.

Ignoring the professors’ constipated expressions, he continued, "After repeatedly begging and being refused time after time, I started pondering a question.

"Why should our efforts as martial artists—the sweat and tears we shed for practicing martial arts—be entirely negated by a series of numbers called ’Attribute Affinity’?

"Why do professors pick students based not on whether you’re hardworking or whether you’re resilient?

"But only on your background, using this set of numbers to judge whether you’re worth taking in!

"Professors, are you accepting students, or sponsors and attribute freaks?

"It is said that in some domains, there exist spirits formed from the pure natural attributes.

"According to this standard, maybe those spirits are precisely the students Yan University wants most?"

Many professors were left speechlessly flustered by his barrage.

When did you "repeatedly beg"?

Back then, you were the one who made a fuss about dropping out!

Professor Jiang Long was reprimanded for a long time because of this, and Nie Yan would look at him with a mix of contempt and displeasure whenever they met.

Additionally, the high priority of Attribute Affinity wasn’t their decision; it was a selection mechanism naturally formed over a hundred years of martial arts development.

Blaming them for it was therefore meaningless.

However, the audience below was excited.

"Yes! That’s right!"

"Well said!"

"Why should Attribute Affinity invalidate our blood and sweat!"

"..."

To be fair, Chu Feng’s words didn’t possess much provocative power; they were mainly complaints about the injustices he personally experienced.

But the truth is that geniuses are rare in this world, and those of average talent are the majority.

They have all more or less faced skepticism and ridicule, frequently observing the indifference of their own mentors towards themselves, contrasted with the smiles bestowed upon their gifted fellow disciples.

This stark difference in treatment is what truly pains them the most.

It even becomes a thorn in their hearts that tears open wounds and sheds hot blood at the slightest provocation.

Not everyone can easily reconcile with themselves and rationally face their own shortcomings.

The long-term repression easily breeds resentment in these people towards the aristocratic youngsters: Apart from talent, in what ways am I inferior to you?

You lot just happened to be born into a better situation, with a better father.

If I were in your shoes, I’d be ten thousand times stronger!

...

The validity of such thoughts need not be discussed, but they certainly form a chasm that divides the common people from the noble clans and the cultivation geniuses.

That’s why Chu Feng’s words resonated with the majority.

Little Beard’s ability to provoke such a strong reaction isn’t merely because he’s a speech genius.

More likely, it’s because a loaf of bread really costs fifty thousand marks and people don’t want to wheel carts to buy bread anymore.

...

Ge Yunsong coughed twice from behind: "Kid, that’s enough, don’t stir up trouble!"

Chu Feng smiled faintly and immediately shifted the topic, calling out loudly:

"To solve this problem, I visited my mentor, Lu Lin, and sought from him the family’s Cultivation Technique, the Chaos Scripture.

"Bearing the unwillingness to yield to fate, I secluded myself in deep meditation, almost reaching the point of madness!

"I ventured deep into the Iron Chain Demon Domain, grasping the rhythm of my own body amidst brutal real combat!

"Ignoring the harm, I used my body as a test subject, betting my future fate!

"Finally, one day, I had an epiphany!

"I understood the concept of ’Composite Technique’!"