The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

Time quietly flowed by. Even though Hu Buhui knew that Feng Ting was deliberately dragging him down and intentionally provoking him, he was still a little agitated in his heart.

The others could also tell that they understood Hu Buhui's current mood. After all, he had to face the successor appointed by the President Zhong, which was the same as offending his superiors.

At the same time, everyone further understood Feng Ting. This young man who was just a child in their eyes was just as strong in terms of mental fortitude as his combat strength.

The sunlight shone brighter and brighter, and the outside of the window was especially warm. However, there was some pressure within the large study. Now, everyone was even more certain of Liang Zhi's judgement, that he did not appear yet. If they appeared, there would definitely be students and academicians who would come to inform them.

"How long does he want?" Hu Buhui suppressed the anger in his heart and said.

No one replied to Hu Buhui's words, because no one knew how long Feng Ting wanted to drag this on for.

"I'll go and see. If he doesn't show up, then I'll just treat it as him losing." Hu Buhui stood up and walked to the door.

This time, Liang Zhi did not stop Hu Buhui. Because he knew that there was no use in stopping them.

Liang Zhi did not stop them, and the others also did not stop them as they followed Hu Buhui out of the study.

Before long, two large carriages dashed out of the academy's south gate. The people inside the carriages could see the crowd on the square and the ring in the middle of the square.

The ring was empty, but the crowd seemed more dense than on any other day. Maybe it was because they had waited too long, so the noise was obviously too loud.

"Let's go."

Hu Buhui ordered the coachman to enter the plaza.

"Yes."

The coachman complied. He waved the horsewhip and the carriage entered the square.

When the crowd saw these three carriages, they naturally knew that the carriage at the front was none other than Hu Buhui's carriage. The crowd dispersed, and everyone began to look forward to it. Looking forward to the arrival of another protagonist.

Before long, the carriage had arrived at a place a hundred meters away from the arena.

Hu Buhui hesitated for a moment, then opened the car door and got off, walking towards the stage.

As for the other Vice President s, no one got off, they quietly sat in the carriage and watched Hu Buhui's back.

Some people from the crowd greeted Hu Buhui. Most of these people were students of the academy and academicians. Hu Buhui only nodded slightly. At the moment, he really had no mood to bother with pleasantries.

A distance of a hundred meters, even if one walked very slowly, was still a short distance away.

Hu Buhui went up the stage and looked around.

The square was packed with people, but the handsome figure he was looking for was nowhere to be seen.

Hu Buhui tried his best to calm himself down, but he was truly unable to do so in his heart. He himself didn't understand why he was still tricked even though he knew Feng Ting was playing psychological tricks on him.

He wanted to shout towards the plaza, "Feng Ting, get out here!"

However, looking at the vast sea of people, as well as the distant Changtian Academy, he could only tell himself that he had to be steady. They could not let Feng Ting see the joke, nor could they lose face for Changtian Academy.

The sun was getting brighter, and the square seemed to be getting restless.

Hu Buhui felt that his heart was getting hotter and hotter, and even his breathing had become hotter. He felt that everyone was looking at him, and his heart became increasingly restless.

Hu Buhui wanted to announce to the plaza that Feng Ting did not come, so he lost. But if he announced it like this, he felt that he had taken advantage of Feng Ting, and was obviously bullying a child.

But if he did not announce it, he felt that Feng Ting was messing with him.

The contradictions were focused and the fire in his heart was burning, causing Hu Buhui's expression to change.

He couldn't wait any longer!

Hu Buhui decided not to wait anymore. He stepped down from the stage.

Right at this moment, a handsome figure walked out from the crowd in the distance. This figure seemed to have seen him in the crowd as he calmly walked towards the arena.

President Xiao Feng!

Some people recognized that this handsome young man was Feng Ting, and the crowd naturally parted to make way for him, allowing Feng Ting to quickly walk towards the stage.

Hu Buhui who was on the stage had given up on leaving. He stood there and looked at Feng Ting, waiting for him.

Finally, Feng Ting reached the bottom of the stage and flew up onto the stage, standing right in front of Hu Buhui.

"You're here?" Hu Buhui's heart was still filled with anger, he did not know how to address Feng Ting, and stiffly greeted him.

"Vice President Hu has been waiting for a long time." Feng Ting's expression was always so indifferent.

"Not bad." Hu Buhui forced a smile.

"Then let's begin." Feng Ting said.

"Please." Hu Buhui could not wait any longer.

"Please."

After Feng Ting finished this sentence, his figure flew out, and with a flash of light, the foggy venomous insect blade flew straight towards Hu Buhui.

"Bam."

Hu Buhui was already prepared. He took half a step back and a powerful Spiritual Strength appeared from his body. It was so strong that the foggy venomous insect blade did not even have time to approach it before it was blown away.

Feng Ting was naturally sent flying, he retreated a hundred meters, and his body had already left the area of the stage. However, his body was still under control and he instantly turned back. The foggy venomous insect blade pierced towards Hu Buhui once again, with the force of a mist piercing through space.

Hu Buhui had to admire Feng Ting's resistance and control power. But he felt that even if it was Fen Cheng himself, he would not be able to perfectly handle that powerful Spiritual Strength like Feng Ting.

What made him even more impressed was that although Feng Ting knew that there was a huge difference in strength between the two of them, he was still not afraid in the slightest. The foggy venomous insect blade appeared in front of him again. He reached out with his palm, and it struck towards Feng Ting.

"Whap."

When the Spiritual Strength s' palm arrived, Feng Ting could not take it head-on, so he could only give way midway. His speed was fast enough, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to dodge at all. Even when he dodged, he felt his body shake.

But his reaction was invincible, and so was his courage. He had just dodged one attack, so he didn't hesitate to continue attacking. This was because he knew that when facing an opponent that was stronger than him. If they were to passively defend it, it was equivalent to placing their lives in the opponent's hands.

Fortunately, he was protected by the Healing Flame. Even if his body was shaken, he would be able to recover in an instant.

When Hu Buhui saw the foggy venomous insect blade, he froze for a moment. Then, he arrived again. Even if Feng Ting avoided it, his own Spiritual Strength palm should have shaken his meridians. How did he recover so quickly?

Not only did this attack not weaken, but it seemed faster.

"Whew."

As Hu Buhui retreated, he suddenly spun. A wave of Spiritual Strength formed and engulfed Feng Ting like a tornado.

Feng Ting's foggy venomous insect blade had already stabbed into the tornado, but was blown away by the tornado into the side. He did not panic, his body moved quickly along the tornado, once again thrusting the foggy venomous insect blade into the tornado.

"Dang."

The sound of metal clashing could be heard as the foggy venomous insect blade was shaken out.

Feng Ting's body was also blasted to the side and pierced into the ground. Although he did not manage to see it clearly, Hu Buhui had flicked away his foggy venomous insect blade with his finger. This Hu Buhui was indeed the most combative of Vice President.

Feng Ting's body was pushed thirty meters away, and the meridians in his body also shook severely. But it was just a slight tremble, and the Healing Flame immediately calmed his meridians, and he attacked again.

Thus, the battle between the two began. Although Feng Ting was at a disadvantage, his speed was too fast, and his attack and defense were way too nimble. This was why he could always find a method to attack in times of crisis. Because of the existence of the Healing Flame in his body, he could also always recover his original speed as soon as possible after being shaken up.

Among the Two carriages in the distance, seventeen Vice President s were secretly watching. They understood Hu Buhui's strength very well. Even if it was themselves, they wouldn't be able to so easily wander around and attack Hu Buhui.

They were even more amazed by Feng Ting now. This young man seemed to have an endless amount of devilish power, which was not only reflected in the battle, but also in his fearless aura.

Amongst the Two carriages in the distance, the seventeen Vice President s of the Star Observation Academy all had joyous looks on their faces. Although their dean had already revealed his extraordinary strength, every time he did, they felt that it was unreal. Other than the time he defeated President Zhong, this time was the most unreal.

Although Hu Buhui did not kill him, he was clearly not as gentle as the President Zhong. It was inconceivable for their President Xiao Feng to have such a performance.

In a tall building in the distance, two old men stood by the window, smiling as they looked at the stage in the center of the plaza. One of them was fat and the other was thin. Both of them had white hair and had amiable appearances.

The thin old man was the Principal of the Holy House, Bai Qingran. He looked at the stage and said, "This month of battles, has greatly improved Feng Ting's fighting strength."

"We all think that if Feng Ting wants to win against Hu Buhui, he has to go through a tough battle. Looks like you don't have to go through too much hardship to be able to win against Hu Buhui. " The fat old man laughed.

"That's right!" For a twenty-one year old youth to use his true strength to defeat a Long River Primary Grade, is truly unimaginable. " Bai Qingran said.

"I think you're right now." The fat old man said.

"Elder, what do you mean?" Bai Qingran asked.

"It's impossible for Sovereign Heaven Sect to not care about such a person." The fat old man said.

"I only hope that Sovereign Heaven Sect thinks that Feng Ting is only twenty-one years old, and that even if his fighting talent is extraordinary, he will definitely not be able to manage Star Observation Academy and Changtian Academy well."

"Only in this way can Changtian Academy and Star Observation Academy obtain peace." The fat old man sighed.

"The reason why Sovereign Heaven Sect suddenly attacked the two academies was because President Zhong and the Director Zhuang were too outstanding." As Bai Qingran said till here, his eyes revealed a faint sense of anger.

"What a pity for them!" The fat old man quietly said.

"I believe that as long as Feng Ting has time, he will make these two academies even better." Bai Qingran's tone was filled with expectation and hatred.

"I didn't believe it before, but now I do." The fat old man quietly said.

At the moment, the battle on the stage was already over, Hu Buhui had already used all of his strength, but he still could not defeat Feng Ting. Although he had the complete advantage, he could only repel Feng Ting's attacks time and time again. If he could not injure Feng Ting, it could not be considered as his victory.