The Ghost of Fog
Chapter 66. Old People

With a piercing sharp look, Zhang Hongli raised one of his hands and signaled Feng Hu to come forward. This attitude of his looked both defiant and extremely demeaning to Feng Hu.

"You're the...."

Feeling himself humiliated, the grandfather of the leader of the Yellow Bamboo Sticks quickly jumped to where Lin Tian's teacher was standing. He stood up with his chest slightly puffed up, signifying that he was not at all afraid of the challenge.

"Put you back and don't interrupt!!" snapped Feng Hu to Lin Tian's opponent who was replied with a respectful nod. As for the corpse of another high-ranking official, he lightly kicked towards the bottom of the stage.

"Both of you, come down!" zhang Hongli's orders against Lin Tian and the Hundred Arm Ghost.

They nodded and descended from the arena. As soon as it descended, Lin Tian headed straight to where Chu Wei and Chu Rou were.

"How's this? The head of the Yellow Bamboo Sticks college was very shrewd. Is Master Zhang capable of dealing with it?" murmured Chu Rou with anxious feelings that Lin Tian was still able to hear.

"You just calm down. I'm sure teacher won't lose." replied Lin Tian in a earnest tone.

"I don't know how strong grandfather was, but it seems to be no weaker than the leader of the Yellow Bamboo Sticks school" said one of the spectators.

"I agree with you. My feeling is that soon there will be a great fight between two magicians." said his friend with a tense face.

And so, as soon as the two old men faced each other with sharp eyes, all the spectators became silent for a moment. Waiting with a tense and pounding heart over what will happen next.

"What's your name?" asked Feng Hu coldly.

"It is impolite to ask people's names without introducing yourself first" Zhang Hongli replied.

"Hmph! I am Feng Hu, the leader of the Yellow Bamboo Stick College! People used to call me an Eight-arm Devil!"

"Zhang Hongli" replied Lin Tian's teacher briefly.

After that, there was a long silence. These two old men looked at each other to assess the strength of the opponent. Until a long time they continue to be in this state that makes everyone there more tense. Lin Tian was no exception.

"What is the teacher planning?" the young man was worried.

After about five minutes there was no change in the situation. Suddenly Feng Hu gave a loud screech and his body was already chanting sending a kick of the soles of his feet towards Zhang Hongli's chest.

"Deess"

The kick was able to be repelled with a single wave of Zhang Hongli's right hand. Making the grandfather nicknamed Eight-arm Demon stagger as far as three steps.

"Not bad are you either." said softly Feng Hu while grinning.

The next second, it was Zhang Hongli's turn to attack first. He also did the same movement, kicking with the soles of his feet towards Feng Hu's chest.

Although the movement is exactly the same, but the consequences are very much different. If it was Feng Hu whose parried kick had bounced three steps away, this time he bounced five steps as soon as his hand met Zhang Hongli's leg.

In one exchange it was clear which was stronger and which was weaker.

So, grinning mockingly, Zhang Hongli said, "Is this all? Come on and put your cane on!!"

"Sad...!!"

While grunting furiously, Feng Hu jumped up and pulled out his staff. A second later, he had already played the stick very quickly and dangerously. Every time the stick moves, it always leads to the opponent's vital points.

"Hehe..good, great!!" said Zhang Hongli who was still with a mocking smile while avoiding every stroke of the stick.

Feng Hu who was already feeling angry, smacked his staff towards the head, aiming to crush that head. But the next incident made him, even the entire audience, feel surprised.

"Bwmk....augh!!"

The stick hit the head. However, as soon as the staff touched Zhang Hongli's temple, the bamboo weapon instantly bounced back and caused an overwhelming tingling sensation on Feng Hu's wrist.

"Yesame...!!"

Zhang Hongli did not want to give it a chance, once the gap opened wide, this grandfather lightning-fast darted forward to shorten the distance. Then with a hand motion that is difficult to follow with the eyes, he sends a palm strike that feels hot instead of playing.

Feng Hu was shocked as soon as he felt the overwhelming air of punch produced from the palm of his enemy's hand. But he did not have time to drown in his shock because the hand was already close to his body.

"Hahaha!!" Feng Hu gave a loud shriek and threw his body backwards. But this movement a little late that made his chest hit a little by the hand.

"Ohuk!!" fresh blood flowed out of his mouth. A sign that he has been hurt. Holding his chest tight, Feng Hu looked at Zhang Hongli full of hatred.

"It's over, want to give up?" zhang Hongli asked casually.

This certainly makes everyone become surprised and surprised instead of playing. Especially Lin Tian, he was the one who was actually the most shocked among everyone.

"So this is the teacher's test? I could not believe that the person I thought was this slanted brained had turned out to be this strong.." Inner Lin Tian who was secretly amazed by his teacher.

"H-great.." Inner Chu Wei looked wide-eyed.

"Luck!! Heh..this is nothing!! Accept this!!" Feng Hu spat out blood then cleared his mouth. Then it immediately charged forward with great ferocity.

"The bushes!!"

I don't know how many times, there was a sound of bushes as the bamboo stick in Feng Hu's hand clashed with Zhang Hongli's body. However, presumably Lin Tian's teacher still looked fine and faced all of Feng Hu's attacks casually.

Fifty steps have passed. Feng Hu looked exhausted, while on the other hand, he still looked perfectly healthy. Even so, Feng Hu the leader of the Yellow Bamboo Stick college was still persistent to continue attacking.

"No way! No way!! No way!!!! How can I, Eight-arm Demon Feng Hu, be played with by people like this!??" muttered this old man inwardly who was still difficult to accept reality.

Indeed, for his nickname, the Eight-arm Devil, it was presumably not just a figment of the thumb. This is evidenced by the way his stick game moves very quickly and accurately, so as if the stick turns into a lot.

As soon as one end of Feng Hu's staff was about to grab Zhang Hongli's waist, this grandfather quickly jumped back while kicking towards the front.

This kick is no ordinary kick. But a kick filled with a lot of power within. If noticed, the kick looked like it missed the target as indeed Zhang Hongli's foot only hit empty air. However, Zhang Hongli did do that intentionally, because he actually did the kick to send a long-range attack.

Then become surprised Feng Hu. At first he was already feeling very excited once Zhang Hongli jumped back and he intended to make a follow-up attack. But it turned out that everything happened unexpectedly, he never thought that under such circumstances, his enemy was still able to send a counterattack. Secretly, inevitably he had to admit the superiority of the opponent.

With a loud cry, Feng Hu also leaped back and rolled a few times before getting back up. Once he stood up straight, he was confused until his wrinkled face gawked.

"Huh, where is he?" asked Feng Hu to himself while looking here and there.

A second later, suddenly his back was very painful because there was a foot that hit very hard and fierce. This grandfather was stunned until he rolled and finally fell down.

"Hahaha...why is this? NO EXCLAMATION!!! I can't believe a big college leader like this has no ability and can only be big mouth. Hayo you!! Hurry up and help this dog to knock me down!!!" zhang Hongli said with a roaring laugh. Followed by his index finger that was directed at the college officials to challenge him.

Instantly pale the faces of the six college officials. As for the distinguished guests who were none other than the elders of the Black faction Alliance, it became red in their faces when they looked at Zhang Hongli who was so irritating in their eyes.

Zhang Hongli was aware of this killing gaze, then quickly he again said, his tone relaxed like without the slightest burden

"If you want to join, please" he said while looking at the nine people.

Without further admonition, the nine honored guests who were already angry immediately jumped on top of the arena and ganged up on Zhang Hongli.

While the higher-ups of the college, once they saw the invasion of nine of their honored guests, became big-hearted and more confident. So without lingering, the six people had already jumped up as well and ganged up on Zhang Hongli.

"Hahaha.it's a new battle" said Zhang Hongli who could still laugh like that.

"Don't be arrogant you old jackass!! Death is already in front of your nose and you can still be arrogant!?? How funny!!" snatched one of the guests of honor.

"Let's see, whose nose is near death!!" he answered while sending a powerful blow towards the other person.

"Plaakk-deess!!!"

The punch meets the opponent's hand. Instantly, his opponent's body instantly shook violently and his face paled. The next second, he staggered back while pressing on his claustrophobic chest.

Not even through one breath, from right, left, and behind Zhng Hongli had already snatched three bamboo sticks at once!! These bamboos led to Zhang Hongli's head, nape, and waist. What an amazing combination of attacks.

Yet what they were up against was Zhang Hongli, an old figure who had long since secluded himself within the forest. Then this attack was not a grave threat to him.

Delightfully, Zhang Hongli twisted his body and fluttered his sleeves three times. The flick of the shirt turned out to be able to issue a wave of wind of great blows that were able to throw the three people.

The next second, from above the head and behind had also slid a pair of swords and and machets that threatened his blind side. But just like before, with just a flick of his sleeves alone, these two people had already been knocked helpless.

"Hehe-hahaha.ayo-ayo, get me excited again!!" zhang Hongli shouted with a joyful face.

In the audience place there, Lin Tian, Chu Wei, Chu Rou and the entire audience were either black or white, only able to stand dumbly looking at the strange grandfather's action. They did not believe at all that the famous Yellow Bamboo Stick college figures were able to be made "flying" here and there by the grandfather.

"This is my teacher? That teacher whose brain is a little crazy?"

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Thirty minutes passed, and all of Zhang Hongli's sixteen-strong bulldozer was all but Feng Hu.

The survivors of those sixteen people were only three people. Two of them were seriously injured with the hand bones smashed, while one was Feng Hu himself. The rest? Die all!

The situation became silent, except for a voice from the footsteps of two people who were still busy fighting it. They all have different expressions. Some looked with pale faces, others looked with astonished gazes.

These pale-faced men were none other than the black warriors who were horrified to remember their own fate if once this fight was over, they would be the ones Zhang Hongli was targeting.

As for the one who expressed amazement it was the white people. They feel very happy and proud to have such a great group of friends.

Since the battle had been going on for quite a while, Zhang Hongli finally felt bored and said. His voice was very cold, completely different from before.

"Hmph, that's enough!! Go!!" he snapped and kicked Feng Hu's head until it bounced and crashed into the black faction spectators whose number was only a few people.

Indeed most of the black warriors had already left that place to save themselves from Zhang Hongli.

"Fuckin!!"

As soon as Feng Hu's body hit the ground, his head instantly broke apart instantly and its contents spread everywhere. The leader of the Yellow Bamboo Sticks college, died at the hands of Zhang Hongli!!

Suddenly this made the students of the Yellow Bamboo Sticks become daunted. They had absolutely no one dared to move, only able to stand with a pale face and bow their heads.

"You are all the children of the Yellow Bamboo Sticks.Who will demand my revenge? If there is, now go ahead of me and I will serve you until you are finished!" zhang Hongli said coldly as he swept a glance at the students of the college. None of them dared to answer.

Then, Zhang Hongli heard back saying, "Today, right at noon, the Yellow Bamboo Scepter College has died because it deserves to die!! All of you traitors, big name impurity of the honorable Yellow Bamboo Sticks, dare to raise yourself up as a positional pursuer, when they are nothing more than nonsense and dreams too high!! Now I'm giving you a chance to get out of here and stop that fake dream! Since if we meet again at another time, I will not give you mercy, ungodly men!!"

"And to the merchants and the literati, I commend you with all my heart for still daring to stand here to this day. I only have one request for you, please spread this news to everyone, so that they will know later, that this ruined college is because of their own deeds that have fallen into the pit of rats!" zhang Hongli said with great dignity and grace.

After saying at length, Zhang Hongli then turned his body and left from there followed by Lin Tian, Chu Wei, Chu Rou and the entire white faction swordsman entourage.

Today's day is a historic event that will not be forgotten from the hearts of everyone. The events of the destruction of a large college whose name has even been heard to the end of this Southern mainland. A college known for its gallant football and defenders of truth and the weak.

This dark event, will be known to people later as the Fall of the Baton of Budiman

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