Campus Cultivation Master-Chapter 18 - 00: Yellow Level Expert

Xiao Fang’s foot stepped on the hard tiles, making a ’kuang kuang’ sound, as if the tiles were about to be crushed by him.

"Hoo!"

Approaching Chu Feng, Xiao Fang threw a punch straightaway.

With his punch, Xiao Fang brought a whistling breeze, causing Chu Feng’s clothes to flap violently. Clearly, Xiao Fang had put his full strength behind the punch. Such a punch, if it connected, could likely smash even a brick.

Because of An Rongrong’s warning, Xiao Fang didn’t aim for Chu Feng’s vital spots but targeted his chest with the punch instead.

Chu Feng might not have known any techniques, but his reaction speed and strength, enhanced by his cultivation of the "Xuanhuang Technique", were superior to Xiao Fang’s.

"Thump!"

Confronting Xiao Fang’s incoming fist, Chu Feng also sent out a domineering punch.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, accompanied by the grating noise of bones rubbing, Xiao Fang was sent flying by Chu Feng’s punch.

Old Master An, upon seeing the bodyguard he had hired for a hefty price sent flying with a single punch by Chu Feng, had a glint flash through his old eyes.

An Rongrong’s mouth dropped in disbelief upon seeing Chu Feng knock away the bodyguard her grandfather had employed at a high salary with a single punch.

After sending Xiao Fang flying with a punch, Chu Feng seized the opportunity of Xiao Fang’s unsteady footing, taking a step to close the distance between them.

Then, he grabbed Xiao Fang’s belt with one hand and his shoulder with the other, and with a loud shout, he lifted Xiao Fang off the ground.

This was the most familiar technique to Chu Feng, the only one he could think of to subdue the enemy.

Xiao Fang, suspended in mid-air by Chu Feng, didn’t panic and tried to grab Chu Feng’s throat.

However, Chu Feng was incredibly fast and without any hesitation, he threw Xiao Fang out.

"Bang!"

Xiao Fang landed heavily on an antique shelf behind him, and the shelf collapsed instantly, antique items shattered all over the floor.

Xiao Fang felt a stifling pain in his chest and nearly spat out blood but managed to swallow it back down.

As Xiao Fang climbed up from the ground ready to attack again, Old Master An stopped him, "Enough, Xiao Fang, you are no match for Chu Feng. If you continue fighting, all the antiques that this old man has taken so much effort to collect will be smashed to pieces by you."

Hearing Old Master An’s words, Xiao Fang immediately stood back with his hands behind him, no longer making any offensive moves.

Chu Feng awkwardly smiled and said, "Old Master, like I said before, I might not know my own strength when I strike. You’re not going to make me compensate, are you?"

Old Master An laughed heartily, "Kid, don’t play those tricks with the old man. I’ve eaten more salt than you’ve eaten rice. You had your eyes on that shelf from the start, didn’t you?"

"In this room, only the items on that shelf are porcelain, the most fragile and easiest to break. You didn’t throw him in any other direction, only towards that shelf. Are you telling me it wasn’t deliberate?"

Having his intentions revealed so quickly, Chu Feng could only offer an embarrassed smile and reply, "Old Master, I knew you were perceptive."

Old Master An laughed loudly, "You’re quite honest, not even trying to argue."

Chu Feng rubbed the back of his head and said, "This is your house, after all, Old Master. If you interrogated me here, nobody would help me no matter how loudly I yelled. So, I might as well just tell the truth straight up."

After hearing Chu Feng’s words, Old Master An laughed out loud and said, "You’re trying to coax the truth out of me in all sorts of ways."

Pausing for a moment, Old Master An said, "Alright, I admit it. Indeed, I did have Xiao Fang test you on purpose just now. I want to hire you as Rongrong’s personal bodyguard. After all, Xiao Fang can’t follow Rongrong into school, and her safety at school can’t be ensured."

"Personal bodyguard!" When Chu Feng heard this tempting title, his eyes involuntarily lit up.

Chu Feng had read many novels where personal bodyguards often ended up having romantic affairs with the young misses. Could he possibly have such an encounter with An Rongrong?

An Rongrong’s cheeks blushed slightly as she watched Chu Feng’s reaction and said, "Grandpa, I really don’t need a personal bodyguard. There won’t be any dangers at school."

Old Master An said sternly, "Rongrong, Grandfather can’t listen to you on this matter. I don’t want today’s incident to happen again."

An Rongrong looked at her grandfather, seeing the sternness in his face, she dared not go against his wishes and nodded, "Alright, Grandpa."

Old Master An looked at Chu Feng and said, "Chu Feng, can you agree to my request? You may name your price."

Chu Feng smiled slightly and replied, "Old Master, we are classmates; helping each other is only natural. Besides, I’ve promised An Rongrong that I would protect her. I don’t need the money. As long as I’m at the school, I will ensure her safety."

Old Master An nodded at Chu Feng, then turned to the person behind him and said, "Uncle Zhang, since Chu Feng says he doesn’t need a reward, give him the item I prepared for him."

"Yes!"

The old housekeeper dressed in a tailcoat behind Old Master An agreed, walked over with a tray, and presented it in front of Chu Feng.

"This is a set of movement techniques. You can take it to read for three days. After three days, I will ask for it back," Uncle Zhang said to Chu Feng with an expressionless face.

Chu Feng, looking at the clearly aged old book, excitedly reached out to take it. This was the legendary Secret Book of Martial Arts, which was exactly what Chu Feng needed at the moment.

However, as Chu Feng’s hand was about to touch the old book, he realized that his vision blurred, and Uncle Zhang had vanished.

When Chu Feng focused his gaze again, he found that Uncle Zhang hadn’t moved at all and was still standing in front of him.

Chu Feng’s eyebrows raised, and then he reached out again with much greater speed this time.

Still, Chu Feng failed to touch the old book, and when he looked again, Uncle Zhang was still standing in his original spot.

This piqued Chu Feng’s interest, and he made several attempts to grab it in quick succession.

After several attempts, Chu Feng finally realized what was happening.

Every time he tried to take the book, Uncle Zhang moved with a strange set of steps, quickly dodging Chu Feng’s hand.

Chu Feng, marveling at the footsteps of Uncle Zhang, was amazed that such a delicate movement technique existed. If it were used against a powerful opponent, one might not be able to outfight them, but certainly outrun them.

"Give it to him, Uncle Zhang," Old Master An, seeing that Chu Feng had discovered the magic of the movement technique, said.

"Yes!"

Uncle Zhang responded once again, then let Chu Feng take it.

"Hah!"

Just as Chu Feng got the book, Uncle Zhang let out a low shout and struck out with his palm.

Chu Feng was quick to react, throwing out a punch directly.

"Thud!"

There was a muffled sound as Chu Feng felt a massive force come at him, sending him flying backwards.

Clearly, Uncle Zhang had no malicious intent against Chu Feng, so even though Chu Feng was sent flying, he wasn’t injured.

Chu Feng steadied himself and looked at Uncle Zhang, who had returned to Old Master An’s side, his eyes full of caution and a desire to engage in battle.

Uncle Zhang’s palm strike just now carried at least the force of eight hundred jin, and Chu Feng was certain that Uncle Zhang had not used his full strength.

That is to say, if Uncle Zhang had used his full strength, it would have been at least a thousand jin of force.

A thousand jin of force was a hallmark of a Yellow Level Expert, clearly indicating that Uncle Zhang was at least a Yellow Level Expert.

For the first time, Chu Feng encountered such a high-level martial artist and wanted to test what differences there were between them and himself.

However, Uncle Zhang clearly had no intentions of taking any further action, standing behind Old Master An, his eyes fixed in meditation, completely ignoring Chu Feng now.

"Rongrong, take Chu Feng for a walk around. When the birthday banquet begins, you can come back," Elder An said.

"Okay!"

An Rongrong agreed and led Chu Feng out of the room.

As soon as they left the room, An Rongrong asked anxiously, "Chu Feng, are you alright?"

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