This Young Master is not Cannon Fodder

This Clone isn’t your Golden Finger 20

This Clone isn’t your Golden Finger 20

Leng Junfeng had never wanted to kill another person more than right now. His first impression of Teng Wuba was one of hatred and pity. Hatred because this was the man on whom the Teng Family placed their hopes and dreams. Pity, because his fiance ran away on the day of their wedding. What man could withstand such humiliation?

At least, until he learned the inside story.UppTodated from nô/v/e/lb(i)n.c(o)/m

Leng Junfeng had always planned on killing Teng Wuba. Not just him, but every person with the surname Teng, even if it was an infant that was just born. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and a clan’s destruction for a clan’s destruction.

But now, now it was personal.

Leng Junfeng wasn’t a man who didn’t act on his feelings. It would be a lie to say his heart was not moved after reuniting with Wang Meilin. He allowed their marriage to be dissolved because he felt that he was not worthy of her, unlike now.

This time, it wasn’t Teng Wuba whose fiance ran away, but Teng Wuba who stole his childhood sweetheart. “Teng Wuba, Teng Wuba. I’ll have your whole family repent in the Nether Realm for the death of my Leng Clan!”

Teng Wuba raised his hand and prevented the Teng Family guards and elders from intervening. “What a pity. Had you hidden like the rat you were, you might have gotten to live a few more years. Now, you are only bringing yourself closer to death!”

A torrential aura erupted from Teng Wuba’s body. It wasn’t just from his fighting spirit, but a combination of that and his qi. It hasn’t quite reached the point of externalizing, but it was close enough. If Fenghua were to comment, she would call the current Teng Wuba a half-acupoint opening master.

Leng Junfeng didn’t know this, but his natural instincts warned him that the ability charging up would spell his doom. Taking a stance that he had not taken for a long time, he unleashed the Divine Wind Fist air cannon. Although he could unleash it from any form now, it was still at its strongest when he unleashed it from the proper stance. In addition, now that Leng Junfeng could externalize his qi, his strength had risen to another level.

However, Teng Wuba wasn’t the pride of the Teng Family for nothing. Relying on his acute senses, he punched the incoming air cannon, causing a crack to suddenly sound, resulting in the collision from his fist and Leng Junfeng’s attack.

Thanks to covering his fist with his qi, most of the damage was mitigated, but Teng Wuba still felt that his hands had become numb for a second. His expression turned serious as he gazed at Leng Junfeng. “I didn’t expect a former waste to learn Ancestor Allfist’s legendary Divine Wind Fist. Still, you aren’t quite up to Ancestor Allfist’s level just yet. If you think you can rely on this to defeat me, think again!”

Without giving Leng Junfeng a chance to react, Teng Wuba charged forward, forcing Leng Jufeng to break his horse stance and retreat. “Don’t think you can retreat so easily!”

Seeing the incoming fist, Leng Junfeng also replied with his own. Thanks to his qi, he was able to induce a small whirlwind in his hand to enhance his punch.

When Teng Wuba’s qi-charged fist and Leng Junfeng’s whirlwind fist connected, a strong gust was created, and the ground beneath both their feet cracked.

“Not bad,” Teng Wuba commented lightly, but killing intent erupted from his body. He knew that Leng Junfeng was less than twenty years old and took far less time than himself to reach a similar level of strength. Leaving such a dangerous variable against the Teng Family was unwise, so he decided to kill him even if it meant losing the Divine Wind Fist forever.

Leng Junfeng grunted as he backstepped a few feet. Although both of them seemed to be even in strength, he knew that Teng Wuba had the upper hand. The sole reason was due to the latter being in the Organ Fortification Stage while he was not.

After their clash, Leng Junfeng could feel his internal organs shift. The organs were the most vulnerable part of a human’s body, and they were difficult to strengthen. That’s why the Organ Fortification Stage was the final step of the Body Transformation Realm.

If Leng Junfeng continued to clash with Teng Wuba, the situation would only become more disadvantageous for him. After having his organs shifted, the pain awakened Leng Junfeng’s berserk state as calmness took over.

Leng Junfeng already knew it was impossible to defeat Teng Wuba in a short amount of time. If he could even win, that is. And even if he won, he would be besieged by the Teng Family, losing his life.

He did not want such an outcome. If he died, then how would the Leng Clan be able to revive itself? How could he exterminate the Teng Family, especially that hateful Teng Shifang?

Teng Shifang’s eyes showed traces of excitement. His hand was just mere millimeters away from grabbing Leng Junfeng. Suddenly, he felt a faint premonition of danger, and his pupils shrunk into needlepoints as he maneuvered his body from its former position.

And not a moment too soon as a red blur passed through where his head formerly was. The red blur, an arrow made of pure flames, continued its trajectory and pierced the ground. There was no explosion or burst of flame. Instead, the ground where the arrow pierced turned into lava in less than ten seconds.

“Who?!” Teng Shifang shouted. For his entire life, death had never brushed past him like it had today.

“You dodged, too bad.” The voice was high-pitched, child-like, but pleasant to the ears.

“Teacher!” Leng Junfeng shouted in joy. The question of where Fenghua had disappeared off to had always lingered in the back of his mind. He was afraid, afraid that Fenghua abandoned him.

“You’re...Juedai Fenghua!” Teng Shifang said as the other two acupoint opening masters flew up next to him.

Fenghua had been silently observing from above the sky while concealing her presence. If she had been in her top form, she would have fought them head-on, but who told her to be injured?

Floating down, Fenghua flew in front of Leng Junfeng. “One peak acupoint opening master and two mid acupoint opening master. You sure know how to find trouble.”

Leng Junfeng’s head hung down. Thinking back, he should have followed Fenghua’s example and escaped first before doing anything else. But he just couldn’t help it. Once he heard the news about Wang Meilin, all the blood just rushed to his head. “...sorry.”

“Whatever,” Fenghua airily waved her hand. “Flee to the northeast. Someone there will receive you.”

“What about you, Teacher?” Leng Junfeng asked.

“Of course I’m going to block them. How else can you escape?” Fenghua said as if Leng Junfeng asked the world’s stupidest question.

“I can help!” Leng Junfeng said, his eyes turning red from the guilt. He made trouble and now needed his teacher to save him.

“You?” Fenghua laughed. “Just go. You’ll only drag me down.”

Leng Junfeng clenched his fist to the point that his nails dug into his palms, causing blood to leak out. “I’ll see you later, Teacher.”

Naturally, how could the Teng Family allow Leng Junfeng to leave so easily? So they tried to stop, but Fenghua blocked their attacks.

The three Teng Family members stared down Fenghua. They could sense that Fenghua wasn’t simple and didn’t lightly make a move. Finally, after several minutes into the standoff, Teng Shifang spoke. “You aren’t an acupoint opening master but a core formation master, aren’t you?”

Fenghua smiled and didn’t say anything, but her actions revealed everything. “Don’t waste useless words, fight!”

Leng Junfeng felt searing heat buffeting his backside, so he turned back to see that the place he once was had turned into a fiery hell. The land, the air, and the sky were enveloped in great red flames that seemed to incinerate everything.

“Teacher...” Leng Junfeng whispered. Forcing the impulse to go back, he continued towards the direction Fenghua directed him at.

It didn’t take long, maybe an hour or two, but he saw some familiar people on the ground. His eyes opened with excitement, Leng Junfeng quickly flew towards them.

“Greetings, Duke Gong!”