At this time, everyone looked at Zhao Feng with wariness, like they were looking at a bomb that could go off at any time.
Just like they said, anyone who trained the Lightning Wind Palm were crazy.
One shouldn’t offend someone like that.
There was this saying: The weak fear the strong, the strong fear the fierce and the fierce fear those who don't value their lives
And those who trained the Lightning Wind Palm were all people who didn’t care about their lives, because this skill was just too dangerous.
Even if one was lucky enough to train it to it’s highest level, they were usually struck by lightning and killed anyways.
When they inspected Zhao Feng’s outfit, the azure hair and one eye, they took a cold hiccup and their suspicions of Zhao Feng being crazy was confirmed.
“This kid… Sneaked up on me!”
Xu Ren had lost the ability to fight, but his two friends were at the 2nd Sky of the Ascended Realm. However, they didn’t dare attack.
In the wind, Zhao Feng’s azure hair flowed freely and his cold right eye looked down at Xu Ren as well as his two friends.
He was not even scared when facing the two 2nd Sky disciples. On the contrary, he was excited and couldn’t help but lick his lips.
This made the other’s feel that Zhao Feng was cruel and brutal.
“Could Zhao Feng… Be crazy?”
Xiao Sun and Yun Mengxiang looked at each other.
In reality, Zhao Feng was excited: “The power of the Lightning Wind Palm is so strong!!”
Just as the atmosphere reached a climax.
“The core disciples are here!” A shout came from afar.
The tension eased and everyone turned towards a few disciples at the 4th Sky of the Ascended Realm.
Core disciples had special treatment in the Clan and they held authority equal to a Deacon. Every Core disciple had a high level person of the Clan behind them.
“Brat! I’ll make you wish that you died next time I see you!” Xu Ren howled as he managed to barely get up.
His two friends also stared angrily at Zhao Feng, but then they realised the latter wasn’t even looking at them.
Hmm?
Zhao Feng’s gaze landed on a certain Core disciple.
The clothes that Core disciples wore were different to inner disciples. They didn’t even need to wear the uniform if they wanted to.
The Core disciple he looked at was tall and clothed in white.
Sister Yuan?
Zhao Feng paused slightly, then he soon saw Ran Xiaoyuan next to her.
The one tall one slightly shorter beauties caught the attention of many disciples.
“It’s him!”
Ran Xiaoyuan coincidentally saw Zhao Feng’s azure hair and one eye and her face became pale, maybe due to his wicked appearance.
“When did this guy become an inner disciple?”
Sister Yuan remembered how she was peeked at by Zhao Feng and how she was blackmailed.
Her expression immediately dimmed down.