Daily Life in the Countryside After Being Reborn

Chapter 759: Chapter 96: White Lies

Wang Fenglei was shocked by the changes in Area C as soon as he entered the door. The previous desert landscape was completely transformed, and the environment could even rival that of the South Campus.

As he walked further, Wang Fenglei encountered several new students, whose cultivation seemed quite average.

What displeased Wang Fenglei even more was that these people, upon seeing him, showed no fear at all and kept pointing and talking. (In fact, these primary students were discussing Zhang Yiyi, a prominent figure in recent campus public opinion.)

The nation had spent huge amounts of manpower and resources to build the North Campus, yet these people did not focus on their cultivation and kept pointing fingers at others.

Wang Fenglei decided that after this trip, he would ask the administration of Huake Institute to rectify the North Campus and elevate the overall demeanor of the students.

"You’re the one who’s lacking, don’t think that just because you come from a noble family, you can rashly criticize others. We are all born of parents, no one is inferior to anyone else. I am not afraid to tell you, just give me eight more years, not even ten. Xu Lan Ya is twenty-five years old, and I am fifteen, just eight more years and I can surpass her," Zhang Yiyi was full of vigor, her bones making creaking sounds as she started warming up.

"Xu Lan Ya?" Why did testing the new wrist guard involve someone from the Xu Family now? Wang Fenglei’s mind, always sharp, made another query, "Who are you?"

"Listen clearly, since I dared to make a move, I’m not afraid of an investigation. My name is Zhang Yiyi, an intermediate student from the 2001 cohort at Huake Institute," Zhang Yiyi grew more enthusiastic as she spoke. Just a few days ago, after disciplining her daughter, her grandfather, who couldn’t stand it, personally came knocking, didn’t he?

"So you are Zhang Yiyi," although Ah Shuai hadn’t spoken about her openly, Wang Fenglei had his own informants who had mentioned a person named Zhang Yiyi, "Good, very good. I thought Ah Shuai would fancy someone else but it seems..."

Hearing Wang Fenglei mention Wang Shuai, Zhang Yiyi became even more upset, swinging her knife swiftly.

This kitchen knife, the one Zhang Yiyi used the most, was wielded with a sharp breeze, very skillfully. After training with Juliet One, she knew well that when facing a formidable enemy, she had to maintain high vigilance and strike first.

If Xu Lan Ya had not been restrained by Wang Shuai that day, Zhang Yiyi would have had no full confidence in competing against her, let alone Xu Lan Ya’s grandfather.

Seeing her swing without a second thought, Wang Fenglei couldn’t help but smile more.

He shook his head, pulled back the feminine wrist guard in his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, trapped the sharp edge of the knife between his fingers, immobilizing the sharp blade in his grip.

Xiao Xian and Xuerou stopped jesting and watched quietly from the side.

Yiyi had already exerted about fifty or sixty percent of her strength with that strike, but Wang Fenglei’s cultivation was far stronger than hers by more than just a bit.

The knife was clamped by Wang Fenglei like a powerful magnet, unable to advance or retreat, creating a deadlock.

Seeing Wang Fenglei’s relaxed face, Zhang Yiyi felt a blow to her pride and huffed. A sticky liquid crawled up the blade, Wang Fenglei frowned, looked down, and released his hold.

When he let go, his fingers were stained with the sticky liquid.

With a "puff" sound, the knife, as if having eyes, stabbed towards his chest. The blunt edgeof the knife, though not sharp, was incredibly swift and fierce.

Striking at Wang Fenglei’s front, a dull pain surged, and Wang Fenglei’s chest felt a rush of blood and Qi, his gaze toward Zhang Yiyi turned more serious.

Ever since breaking through to the Gold Grade, aside from that troublesome Gold Grade kid last time, it had been many years since anyone could get close to him. Let alone that the opponent was just an ordinary Superpower User.

After a successful strike by the knife, it slid back into Yiyi’s hand along the sticky liquid.

Wang Fenglei laughed loudly: "We agreed to test the wrist guard, how did you end up testing my chest, come again, little girl. Your superpower is quite special, since you’re of my grandson’s generation, I’ll let you use one hand," he placed his right hand across his chest, using only his left hand for defense.

"Hmph, I don’t need your favors," the knife swung out again, this time Yiyi exerted her full strength, though her hostility had lessened a bit.

From Wang Fenglei’s attitude just now, he seemed different from Xu Lan Ya. This man, whose age and face were not much to look at, wasn’t too detestable after all. Could he really be Xu Lan Ya’s grandfather?

The knife, with the help of an elastic sticky chain, attacked as dense as raindrops, and Wang Fenglei indeed did as he said, only used his left hand to parry.

The blade struck the wrist guard multiple times. Wang Fenglei was indeed keen to test it, blocking each of Yiyi’s attacks with the wrist guard.

Xuerou, watching by the side, was extremely anxious, several times had to restrain herself from reminding Yiyi that the man was Wang Shuai’s grandfather, and that she shouldn’t really injure him, but Xiao Xian held her back.

Yiyi, seeing that her rapid attacks were ineffective, grunted, and her hands moved even faster.

Wang Fenglei laughed "haha", hit the blade with his wrist guard forcefully, and the blade encased in the sticky liquid instantly turned into mush, the liquid evaporating instantly.

"That’s enough, the test results have already come out," Xiao Xian looked at Yiyi, who was already utterly exhausted, and Wang Fenglei, who was untroubled, knowing that even if the three of them resorted to all kinds of tricks, they could not shake him in the slightest. Xiao Xian certainly didn’t want to truly offend Wang Fenglei.

"The wrist guard is not bad, I really like it, just a bit too small, slightly effeminate. Miss of the Zhu family, how about you knit me a new pair?" Wang Fenglei took off the wrist guard, examined it closely for a few moments; despite such dense attacks and Wang Fenglei’s earlier melt-and-dissolve internal Spiritual Energy steaming, the wrist guard hadn’t suffered any damage.

"Knitting a pair of wrist guards is a small matter, no problem. However, I have a question for elder Wang, do you know Wang Feng?" Xiao Xian put away his smile and suddenly asked.

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