Lin Dao was stunned by Lin Feng's words, then burst into hearty laughter.
"Lin Feng, you are too funny. Kings are born to be kings for life. Are you talking about yourself? Haha, I think you are still living in your dreams. With your trash that barely connected to a First Grade Star, you dare to spout such arrogant nonsense? Believe it or not, my punch right now could knock down your so-called king!" Lin Dao sneered, and suddenly, he released the Fiery Flame Saber Star he had just communicated with. Behind him, a large saber engulfed in roaring flames appeared, exuding immense dominance, immediately making the air around become extremely dry and hot.
His eyes filled with arrogant pride, he looked indifferently yet relentlessly at Lin Feng, "See this? This is the power of a Fourth Grade Star. Lin Feng, you will look up to this existence for the rest of your life! From now on, you, the so-called young master of the Lin Family, will be nothing but crap, while I, Lin Dao, will venture into the vast and magnificent Great World, advancing further and further on the path of the strong!"
Lin Feng glanced at the Fiery Flame Saber Star, revealing a faint smile: "You really have a lot of nonsense to say."
"What?"
Lin Dao's eyes narrowed slightly, sensing blatant disregard. He couldn't understand why Lin Feng, who was clearly connected to a piece of trash First Grade Star, wasn't afraid or trembling at the sight of him.
And what was that expression on his face? Seeing his Fourth Grade Star, shouldn't Lin Feng be full of envy, jealousy, and shame?
But why was his expression so calm, even showing a faint hint of mockery?
Even if he, Lin Feng, was at the Sixth Layer of Martial Arts Apprentice Realm, so what? Now that he, Lin Dao, was imbued with the Star Power, he too had broken through to the Sixth Layer of Martial Arts Apprentice Realm. And his Star was no less than a Fourth Grade, which he knew could amplify his combat strength twofold!
Equal in cultivation level, with twice the fighting power of an ordinary person, what capital did Lin Feng, a waste, have to fight with him?
Could it be that he was relying on the fact that his father is the Family Head, thinking that Lin Dao wouldn't dare to touch a hair on his head?
"Could it be that you think because we are in the residence, I wouldn't dare to lay my hands on you, the so-called young master?" Lin Dao said coldly, his eyes slightly squinted, as the Fiery Flame Saber Star behind him began to emit a rolling heatwave.
Lin Feng looked at him indifferently, "Enough of your nonsense. If you're looking to find confidence by beating me, then unfortunately, you're likely to be disappointed."
As he spoke, he actually started walking towards Lin Dao, step by step, with an extremely serene demeanor, not showing any sign of panic or fear.
Lin Dao subconsciously took half a step back. He couldn't figure out what Lin Feng was up to, not retreating but advancing in the face of him. The unusual behavior suggested something peculiar, but then he remembered that he had a Fourth Grade Star and had no reason to fear a waste.
"It seems that you've taken quite a hit and are seeking death. Don't worry, killing you is not necessary. If I killed you, I would have to take the blame. But since you're asking for a beating, then I shall oblige!"
Lin Dao sneered viciously and, as he finished speaking, he charged towards Lin Feng, aiming a punch at Lin Feng's head which, with the enhancement of the Fourth Grade Star, was extremely fast and ferocious, and could easily flatten Lin Feng.
"Tremble, you waste! One punch to knock you down!"
Swoosh!
However, in the next instant, a scene that bewildered him occurred; Lin Feng, as if growing wings at his feet, directly dodged his punch.
Still recovering from his astonishment and not yet understanding how Lin Feng had evaded it, Lin Dao saw Lin Feng's palm striking towards his ribs. His expression changed; he had no time to defend himself and was sent flying out with a thump, like a punching bag.
Ah!
Lin Dao was thrown to the ground, only feeling a sore numbness beneath his ribs, unable to move at all. He looked at Lin Feng with a shocked expression: Why? How could this trash dodge his own formidable punch?
This shouldn't be happening!
Lin Feng looked at him and said, "You're too weak. Even if you've awakened a Fourth Grade Star, what does it matter if you haven't mastered 'Star as Soldiers'? To rely entirely on a brutish punch which, in my eyes, is full of holes, is like a slightly strong child's effort. If I couldn't dodge such a low-level punch, I wouldn't deserve to carry the title of 'Demon Dragon Emperor'."
After glancing at Lin Dao, who was wearing a look of utter shock, Lin Feng couldn't be bothered to waste another second on him and directly strode out of the mansion.
Watching his back, Lin Dao's heart was filled with rage and humiliation. This was an absolute disgrace; a Fourth Grade Star being overpowered by a First Grade Star. If word got out, how could Lin Dao still mix in society?
"That's right, it must be that the Family Head has given him Combat Skills. Yes, that's it. He must have learned some Combat Skills to dodge my attack. Lin Feng, I was careless this time. Next time, once I fully master the 'Fiery Flame Saber Star' and 'Star as Soldiers,' I will make you kneel and kowtow to me!"
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After leaving the mansion, Lin Feng headed straight for the pharmacy in the city, intent on buying a medicinal herb called Essence Blood Grass, an excellent aid in cultivation, especially for someone in the Martial Arts Apprentice Realm.
Previously, as a Martial Apprentice of the Sixth Layer, he was part of the first echelon in the Lin Family, second only to Lin Zihua. But now, after the Star Ceremony, except for Lin Feng with a First Grade Star, anyone who successfully communicated with a Star was at least a Third Grade or higher. The power of the Stars surged into their bodies, ensuring a breakthrough of at least one layer.
Thus, everyone else had caught up to him, and individuals like Zihua, who had communicated with an Eighth Grade Star, were probably now at the Ninth Layer Peak of Martial Apprentice. If Lin Feng remembered correctly, he was also the first young disciple of the Lin Family to step into the Martial Master realm.
Aside from Martial Apprentice Ninth Layer, which lays the foundation, becoming a Martial Master is the official entry into the threshold.
Following Martial Master are the ranks of Great Martial Master, Earth Martial Master, Heavenly Martial Master, Martial King, Martial Zong, Martial Venerate, Martial Saint, and Martial God, each with nine layers.
There were many pharmacies in Boyang City. Lin Feng selected one with a good reputation and bought thirty stalks of Essence Blood Grass, spending a full sixty Gold Pearls. Although it was a significant expense, Lin Feng estimated that these thirty stalks should be enough for him to cultivate to the Ninth Layer of Martial Apprentice.
Of course, this was under the assumption that he could at least raise his Demon Dragon Star to Second Grade. The higher the grade of the Star, the stronger the Star Power communicated, and the faster a Martial Artist's cultivation speed. Although the Demon Dragon Star was not innately a First Grade Star, its revealed attributes were not much stronger, and the speed at which it communicated with Star Power was too slow.
Thinking it over, Lin Feng had many methods to enhance his Star power come to mind, considering the nature of the Demon Dragon Star. The simplest way was to kill others and then devour their Star or Essence Blood, which would not only increase the power of his Demon Dragon Star but also promote his own progress. It could be said to be somewhat perverse.