Chapter 249: Murong Fu Holding Nothing Back

Seeing the taxi driver's puzzled expression, Ma Houshi smiled and said, "Master, you haven't been surfing the net lately, have you? Just check the hot searches and you'll know."

After saying that, he hurriedly jogged to keep up with Lu Jing's pace.

"Ah?"

The driver blinked, "Has there been any news from Lanshan Martial University lately? How would I not know?"

Just as the driver was about to open the hot searches to take a look, the car radio burst out with an excited voice.

"Lao Wang, business is great today; these students from the capital don't know what's gotten into them, rushing to Lanshan Martial University like crazy!"

Another voice rang out, "Hehe, I just asked the students on the car, and they said they're going to witness a miracle......"

Lanshan Martial University, the school gate.

Many students had gathered here, chattering away.

"Lu Jing hasn't arrived yet? Cangling Martial University isn't that far from here......"

"What's the rush? I heard he's almost here."

"Haha, I never expected Lu Jing's time inside the Pinnacle Tower to be shorter than his time on the road!"

Those who can still laugh are mostly the students of Shogunate Martial University.

Having a classmate like Lu Jing gives you face wherever you go.

Besides coming to laugh at other martial universities' jokes, they also intended to back up Lu Jing, preventing others from lashing out in desperation.

"Look, Lu Jing is here!"

Someone shouted first, and the crowd instantly erupted.

Everyone looked toward the school gate.

All that could be seen was a tall, straight-backed youth walking forward under the sunshine, surrounded by countless people, like a king setting out on a campaign.

That youth seemed to radiate a dazzling light like the sun, making people involuntarily squint; even those with lesser strength lowered their heads.

Lu Jing calmly walked through the spontaneous path made by the crowd, heading straight for the Pinnacle Tower.

The people at the school gate just stood there, watching Lu Jing gradually walk away.

Only when they could no longer see his back did they come to their senses.

"Holy shit, this is the first time I've seen Lu Jing in person—too terrifying......"

"What's with that aura? It feels like there's something terrifying inside his body!"

"Don't talk, hurry up and follow him, or we won't be able to get in later!"

The people gathered at the school gate all followed far behind Lu Jing.

Thus, Lu Jing led a large crowd, mighty and imposing.

At the foot of the Pinnacle Tower, Murong Feng and a few others stood beneath the big screen, waiting for Lu Jing's arrival.

"He's here."

Murong Feng spoke calmly, eyes narrowed, silently watching Lu Jing draw nearer.

Just then, layers of dark clouds gathered in the sky, moving along with Lu Jing.

A shadow, as if devouring heaven and earth, draped over Lu Jing, adding a touch of mystery and danger.

The crowd at the foot of the Pinnacle Tower stepped back, making space for Lu Jing; only Murong Feng stood tall and proud, blocking his path.

"Something up?"

Lu Jing frowned and asked.

Murong Feng's face bore a gentle smile, "Lu Jing, before you challenge the tower, I want to fight you first."

"Who the hell are you? What gives my brother Lu the right to fight you?!"

Before Lu Jing could speak, Ma Houshi, who had been following behind, jumped out with a look of disdain.

Murong Feng's smile didn't fade as he explained, "I'm the number one on the Newcomer Ranking, Murong Feng, and the strongest of Lanshan Martial University—do I qualify to fight you?"

Lu Jing seemed uninterested, turned and changed direction to continue forward.

Murong Feng's eye twitched, his smile vanishing for a moment.

"Lu Jing, wait a moment! If you beat me, you'll be first on the Newcomer Ranking; if you lose, you don't have to do anything for me—just give up charging the tower, how about that?"

Murong Feng stepped forward again, blocking Lu Jing.

After saying that, he stared at Lu Jing without blinking, feeling a bit uneasy.

Lu Jing, having been stopped twice, grew impatient and simply agreed.

"Sure, make it quick—I'm in a hurry."

"Alright, come with me—the fighting platform is ready!"

Murong Feng was delighted; his plan proceeded smoothly.

Five minutes later.

The group again marched mightily to a field, where a huge fighting platform was poured with special cement in the middle.

Around it were rows of seats; those who had gotten the news earlier had snatched the front spots.

Ma Houshi followed behind Lu Jing, whispering, "Brother Lu, this Murong Feng inviting you to fight on the platform surely doesn't have good intentions—be careful."

"I just checked—Murong Feng is indeed strong; his strength is said to rival a Grand Master, and he's held the top spot on the Newcomer Ranking for half a year!"

Lu Jing waved his hand casually, uninterested in Murong Feng's background; his fists were itching, and he just wanted to press that fake smile into the ground.

On the fighting platform, an instructor from Lanshan Martial University stood in the center, acting as referee.

"Please, both combatants, enter the arena!"

"Bang—"

Lu Jing stomped hard, his whole body falling onto the platform like a cannonball fresh from the barrel.

"Thud!"

It caused a violent commotion, and the entire arena shook.

Beneath the stage, Murong Feng's eyes flickered with an unexpected expression; this Lu Jing's strength...... seemed not as strong as he had thought.

Normally, a true expert, by making a slight control when landing, can achieve a silent landing.

Lu Jing's recent movements were like a child who had just grasped power, utterly lacking skill.

Immediately afterward, a gentle wind swirled around Murong Feng, and he landed on the arena as lightly as a swallow, making no sound.

The arena was surrounded by crowds, and many media reporters were live-streaming.

"I really didn't come for nothing today; I originally wanted to watch Lu Jing charge the tower, but I didn't expect to see him fighting Murong Feng on the arena!"

"These two are geniuses among geniuses; I don't know who could prevail over the other..."

"It must be Lu Jing—he consecutively summited two Pole Towers; does Murong Feng even have that kind of strength?!"

"Don't underestimate Murong Feng—although he hasn't summited, he also reached the forty‑eighth floor, not far behind Lu Jing!"

The crowd murmured in discussion, and the referee on the arena announced: "Both sides have entered; the match now begins!"

Upon hearing this, Murong Feng took a long breath.

His body surged with blazing fighting spirit and soaring morale.

He gazed at Lu Jing not far away, drew the long sword from his back, and stood with his hands behind his back.

His robes fluttered, his long hair danced, like a banished immortal from the heavens.

Lu Jing, get ready to become my stepping stone!

Only saw him hold the long sword before him, threads of soul‑capturing sharp sword intent condensing at the tip.

Around the sword, a gentle wind flowed, enhancing the long sword's extraordinariness.

"It's sword intent!"

"Murong Feng's sword intent has broken through again; I recall it was merely at the entry level before, and now it has actually reached the minor accomplishment realm!"

"Moreover, with his wind‑affinity talent at his side, Murong Feng is unleashing his full strength, holding nothing back..."