Supremacy Starts With The Mysterious System

A very rude voice was heard, and there was even a spiritual pressure within it.    

"Who's the one farting?" Han Feng turned his head and looked at the crowd indifferently.    

There were quite a number of young disciples and some middle-aged people on the second floor. Previously, they were all searching for Martial Technique, but now, they were all looking at this place.    

"What a filthy mouth, as expected of a lowly person." Behind Han Feng stood a man and a woman. The woman was Siqiu, and the young man was one of the most talented people in the Han family. His name was Han Jue.    

His talent was also very strong. Seventeen years old, Spiritual Martial Stage Level Five.    

In the Hongqiao Town, Mid Spiritual Martial Stage warriors had a very high status.    

The one who spoke was Han Jue.    

Han Jue's eyes were like swords, and his face was filled with pride. He looked exactly the same as Siqiu, who was beside him.    

"You are looking down on me like a dog." Han Feng looked at Han Jue and ___, who thought themselves to be honorable, and said in a mocking tone.    

The expressions of the surrounding people instantly became interesting. They looked at Han Feng with pity in their eyes.    

This trash, he was going to provoke Han Jue again? It was said that he had just had a conflict with Han Ya outside the Martial Pavilion, right? They also promised to have a competition three days later.    

A person without any cultivation base fighting a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Two was a battle of great disparity, and Han Feng's chances of winning were slim.    

However, Han Jue was even stronger. A Spiritual Martial Stage Level Five? Was Han Feng courting death?    

"I'll give you three breaths of time. Kneel down and apologize to me!" Han Jue looked at Han Feng coldly and spat out a cold voice.    

"Hehe." Han Feng couldn't help but sneer, "Are you still awake? If that's the case, I will let bygones be bygones. Get lost."    

"Since you're courting death, I'll grant your wish!" Fury burst out from Han Jue's eyes. Suddenly, he stretched out his palm. There seemed to be a layer of green light on his body, and a crazy Qi rushed towards Han Feng.    

Siling became anxious when he saw Han Jue coming forward. He actually wanted to block in front of Han Feng and fight him head on.    

Unexpectedly, Han Feng grabbed Siling and smiled at her, indicating that she was fine with it.    

When Han Jue's frenzied Qi was about to hit Han Feng's body, a terrifying force suddenly descended upon his body. It was like a sudden clap of thunder, causing Han Jue's body to shake. He took a few steps back.    

"Hmph, how dare you, junior!" A white-haired old man strolled over, stroking his beard as his clothes fluttered in the wind.    

"Elder Xing." When the crowd saw the old man, they could not help but slightly change their expressions as they bowed toward him.    

Han Feng was no exception. While bowing to the old man, he didn't forget to express his gratitude, "Thank you, Elder, for saving my life."    

"No need to thank me. I'm just fulfilling my duty." Although Elder Xing didn't accept Han Feng's gratitude, there was still a trace of praise in his eyes when he looked at Han Feng.    

Obviously, this kid was very smart.    

"Didn't your parents tell you the rules of Martial Pavilion before you entered Martial Pavilion?" Elder Xing looked at Han Jue with a stern expression.    

In his eyes, there was no distinction between god 's favored and ordinary people. His duty was to maintain the order of the Martial Pavilion and protect it. Therefore, he wouldn't be polite to anyone who violated the rules.    

When Siling heard Elder Xing's words, he immediately understood Han Feng's intention. The reason why he stopped him from attacking was because he knew about Elder Xing's existence.    

Han Jue, who was angered by Han Feng, had obviously forgotten this point.    

Han Jue's face was filled with shame and anger. Both of his fists were clenched tightly. He was a figure from the god 's favored, but because of Han Feng, he was scolded by Elder Xing.    

One could imagine how much he hated Han Feng.    

Luckily, Siqiu, who was standing beside Han Jue, reacted and said with a smile, "Elder Xing, don't be angry. Han Jue was just impulsive. I guarantee that there won't be a next time."    

Han Jue also calmed down after hearing Siqiu's words. He cupped his hands towards Elder Xing and said, "This brat is not sensible. Elder Xing, please forgive me."    

"Hmph." Elder Xing looked at Han Jue, "Looks like you have some regrets, kid. Since that's the case, you will be confined for a month to cultivate your body and mind. Do you have any objections?"    

"What? A month?" Han Jue became anxious when he heard this. Siqiu pulled on his sleeve forcefully from the side, and only then did Han Jue calm down. He said in a deep voice, "Kid, accept the order."    

"Go." Elder Xing left behind two words, and then with a wave of his sleeve, he left.    

"Just you wait. One month later, you will die!" A fierce look appeared in Han Jue's eyes, then he turned to Siqiu and said, "I'm sorry for ruining your mood."    

"It's fine." Siqiu shook her head and looked at him pitifully. She looked at Han Feng and said, "Brat, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. One month later, you will regret it. And sister, don't get so close to this trash. It's not good for you."