Chapter 144: The Situation Escalated Completely-Immortal Lord: The Wild Son-in-Law(The Fish That Recites Sutras)

The martial arts retainer following behind Wu Sansi wore a bewildered expression and hastily stepped in to help.

Acting together, they lifted Wu Sizhe and immediately retreated, refusing to become entangled with Lin Feng at all.

That single sword strike just now had been simply too stunning. The three of them had spent years studying swordsmanship, but compared to the slash Lin Feng had just executed, their own martial arts were no different from a toddler playing with a wooden stick.

Since ancient times, the martial world had only ever had one title for a person of this caliber:

"Sword God!"

Even Yun Qianshang, who also wielded a sword, could not lay claim to the title of "Sword God" and was merely known as the "Military God." Yet, based solely on this single sword strike, Lin Feng fully deserved the moniker of "Sword God."

"Young Master, a wise man knows better than to fight when the odds are against him. This man's martial cultivation is extraordinary, possessing the aura of a Sword God. Even if all three of us attack together, we are not guaranteed to gain the upper hand. Right now, treating the Third Elder is our top priority!"

Sword God?

Hearing Elder Tie, the strongest among the three retainers, describe Lin Feng in such a manner, Wu Sansi trembled, a wave of unease gripping his heart.

Could it be that this man was not as simple as he appeared on the surface, but rather a reclusive expert invited by Yun Qianshang at an enormous cost?

However, what would Yun Qianshang want him here for?

Furthermore, a closer look at the reserve trainees sent this time revealed that they were all exceptional talents from various military regions, consisting entirely of elite soldiers and battle-hardened veterans.

There were a hundred of them in total, undergoing intense training for over a month, yet not a single person had been eliminated thus far.

That was impossible. Every single year, at least half of the reserve trainees were eliminated, with only the absolute elites selected to fill the ranks of the veteran members.

Could it be...

Wu Sansi was far from foolish; on the contrary, he was exceptionally astute. After turning it over in his mind several times, he actually managed to guess the intentions of the Military God, Yun Qianshang!

"Yun Qianshang is preparing to completely purge the aristocratic family factions from the military elite! He must have found a method to allow ordinary soldiers to rapidly grow into powerful martial artists, and this method is definitely connected to this new instructor!"

Having arrived at this conclusion, Wu Sansi was utterly shocked. When he looked toward Lin Feng again, his eyes were filled with deep resentment and hatred.

All of this change had been brought about by Lin Feng. If not for him offering some mysterious technique to rapidly elevate the cultivation levels of Wang Zexi and the others, the military could never have gained the ability to shake off the influence of the martial arts clans so quickly.

Just as he had sought to control the Azure Dragon Squad, Yun Qianshang was likewise racking his brains to sever the tentacles of the aristocratic families!

This was a high-stakes game spanning the centuries-long grand strategy of all martial arts clans, and he could not afford to lose!

"Let's go, return immediately. I have crucial information to report to my father!"

"Understood, Young Master!"

The retainers breathed a collective sigh of relief. Fortunately, their young master had not acted rashly by insisting they go toe-to-toe with Lin Feng in a direct confrontation. Their opponent was simply too powerful; there was zero chance of winning!

And so, the delegation from the Wu family along with all the veteran members—a mighty force of nearly three hundred people—retraced their steps, leaving the training grounds in dejected defeat.

When the reserve trainees saw how unyielding Lin Feng had been, utilizing his overwhelming strength to thoroughly humiliate the opposition and drive them out of the training grounds, they felt completely vindicated.

They had finally vented their pent-up frustration in spectacular fashion!

"Instructor Lin, magnificent swordplay!"

The reserve trainees cheered in unison, wild with joy. They rushed forward, hoisted Lin Feng into the air, and tossed him up, regarding him as their ultimate hero.

As Gu Feng watched the smiles blooming on the faces of Wang Zexi, Xu Teng, Sun Xiang, and the others, he found himself infected by their happiness and joyous mood.

It seemed the Military God had chosen the right man after all!

Lin Feng had indeed injected new vitality into the Azure Dragon Squad, showing clear signs of shattering the old landscape of power and suppressing the influence of the martial arts clans within the military.

Even Lin Feng, whose heart had hitherto remained as unruffled as a calm lake, felt a ripple of emotion. He spoke in a ringing voice:

"You all performed well today. You may have a day off, but remember, tomorrow we double the training!"

"Oh—"

"A day off!"

Never had they imagined that Lin Feng, who had always acted like a great demon king, would suddenly develop a "conscience" and grant them a full day of rest. Everyone erupted into ecstatic celebration.

Instead of catching Lin Feng after tossing him into the air, they let him drop as they all scrambled back to their dormitories to pack their things and eagerly prepare to go out and enjoy their holiday.

After all, having been tormented under the hellish training mode for a whole month, they desperately needed to blow off some steam!

How could Lin Feng not know the little tricks these rascals were up to? With a fluid shift of his stance, a gentle breeze swept past; he tapped his toes lightly against the ground and landed steadily.

"Gu Feng, I have a task for you." Lin Feng watched the retreating figures of the special trainees, a smile playing on his lips as he handed an envelope to Gu Feng.

"What task?"

"Deliver this letter to Yun Qianshang and tell him that the time has come," Lin Feng said calmly.

With that, he clasped his hands behind his back and walked toward Building Number One, intending to cultivate a bit longer within the Spirit-Gathering Array. After all, it would be foolish not to take advantage of free resources.

Gu Feng glanced at the letter in his hand, a flicker of doubt arising in his heart.

Watching Lin Feng's leisurely departing figure, he scratched his head and muttered:

"A letter for the Military God? What era is this? Wouldn't a direct phone call suffice? Why go to all this trouble?"

Meanwhile, inside the presidential suite on the top floor of the Jinling International Hotel, Wu Sansi was communicating via video call on his computer with the head of the Jiujiang Wu family, who was none of his father.

"Father, this matter is 100% true. Yun Qianshang is about to make a move against us!"

"What? Impossible. The military lacks a systematic method for martial arts cultivation. Those ordinary soldiers cannot achieve any significant breakthroughs even if they start practicing the moment they enlist. The special forces under his command must rely on our aristocratic families. Otherwise, this year's lesson dealt to the Azure Dragon Squad will become the norm!"

On the computer screen, a square-faced middle-aged man with dark skin and a stern expression wore a deeply solemn look.

"Father, what if the military *has* already acquired a systematic method of martial arts cultivation? And what if this cultivation technique is incomparably powerful, capable of nurturing an ordinary adult with talent into a martial artist whose strength rivals my own in just one short month?"

Wu Sansi's expression was grave, bearing no trace of joking.

The middle-aged man on the screen finally fell silent.

"Sansi, is what you're saying true?"

"Father, it is absolute truth! Everything stems from a new instructor named Lin Feng. We must thoroughly investigate his background, or we will find ourselves in an extremely passive position! Most importantly, Yun Qianshang will inevitably take action soon. If we fail to strike first, we are bound to be placed at a disadvantage!"

Wu Sansi's gaze was sharp, cutting straight to the core of the issue.

The middle-aged man was clearly swayed by his words and sank into deep thought once more.

"Father, we can no longer hesitate. Once Yun Qianshang makes the first move, it will be too late for everything!"

"This matter has far-reaching implications and is of vital importance. I must first investigate the background of this man named Lin Feng before consulting with the heads of the other aristocratic families. If we are to launch a preemptive strike, it will surely affect the whole body with a single tug. We either stay our hand, or we must strike with the force of a thunderbolt!"

Elsewhere, Gu Feng took a military aircraft to Yun Qianshang's office.

Having been granted an audience with the Military God, he handed over Lin Feng's letter.

"So this is the letter Lin Feng asked you to give me?" A handsome man wearing a senior military officer's uniform asked with a calm expression.

"Oh right, he also asked me to pass along a message. He said, 'Tell Yun Qianshang that the time has come.'" Gu Feng, feeling as bewildered as a Buddhist monk unable to comprehend a scripture, could only repeat Lin Feng's words word for word.

"Hmph, across the entire military, he's probably the only one who dares to address me directly by my first name. Very well, go back and tell Lin Feng that I am fully prepared. We shall preempt by striking afterward and defeat the enemy with a single move."

"Understood!"

Gu Feng offered a respectful salute and withdrew from the Military God's office.

Watching Gu Feng's retreating figure, Yun Qianshang the corners of his mouth turned upward slightly as he sighed softly:

"Tsk tsk tsk, in just one month, you intend to upend the delicate balance between the military and the aristocratic families that has held for a decade. Lin Feng, your boldness is truly extraordinary!"