53: Chapter 53 Tang San was furious, and Tang Hao was powerless to help!

Seeing that Tang Hao was about to strike again, Ma Hongjun's face flushed red with excitement.

"Right! Third Brother is right!"

"This kid definitely can't hold on anymore!"

"If he can escape from the Clear Sky Douluo's hands, I, Ma Hongjun, will eat the dirt on the ground right here! I'll eat shit directly!"

Ma Hongjun shouted these words with heart-wrenching intensity, as if venting the resentment in his heart.

Hearing this, Qin Feng turned his head and glanced at the fat man, his eyes full of disdain.

"I say, dead fatty, are you starving to death?"

"All day long you're thinking about tricking people for food and drink."

"No wonder you look like a pig; is it because you usually eat plenty of that stuff?"

As soon as Qin Feng said this, the entire scene fell silent for a moment.

Immediately after, a crisp laugh broke the heavy atmosphere.

"Pfft!"

Ning Rongrong really couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.

Tricking people for food and drink?

What the hell kind of 'food and drink'!

So Ma Hongjun made a poisonous oath just to trick his way into eating shit?

Just how is Qin Feng's brain wired!

Even the usually cold Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but let the corners of her mouth turn up slightly, sketching a moving curve.

Dugu Yan laughed even harder, her body trembling as she leaned entirely against Ye Lingling.

"This guy... is really too wicked."

Ma Hongjun's originally flushed face instantly turned the color of pig liver.

Shame, anger, humiliation!

All sorts of emotions surged into his heart, making him almost pass out from being unable to catch his breath.

"You... you..."

Ma Hongjun pointed at Qin Feng, trembling for a long time without being able to speak.

Even Tang San's mouth twitched uncontrollably upon hearing the phrase 'tricking people for food and drink'.

Although the occasion was wrong, this description... was actually quite fitting.

The fatty was indeed quite gluttonous at the academy.

Qin Feng ignored Ma Hongjun, who was about to explode with rage, and shifted his gaze back to the father-son duo, Tang Hao and Tang San.

"Alright, I won't waste any more breath on you."

"Tang Hao, and your hypocrite son Tang San."

"I've noted down today's debt."

"Just you wait and see."

"Sooner or later, I will seize everything you possess."

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth curled into a smile. His gaze lingered on Xiao Wu for a moment before looking meaningfully at Tang San.

"I'll let you father and son taste what it's like to be a cuckold."

Tang Hao's brow furrowed, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand paused slightly.

Cuckold?

What was that?

Some kind of Spirit Beast?

Tang San also looked bewildered.

He had read many books in this world and knew the Grandmaster's theories by heart, but he had never heard the term 'cuckold' before.

Could it be a powerful evil force?

Or some kind of curse?

In that brief moment while the father and son were dazed,

Qin Feng's hands quickly formed seals.

A strange spatial fluctuation instantly rippled around his body.

"Flying Thunder God Technique!"

With a soft cry, Qin Feng's figure vanished from the spot without any warning.

It wasn't an afterimage left by high-speed movement, nor was it concealment through a spirit tool.

It was a true, instantaneous disappearance.

It was as if he had never existed in this world.

Tang Hao reacted violently, smashing the Clear Sky Hammer ruthlessly toward the spot where Qin Feng had just been standing.

Boom!

A deep pit was smashed into the ground, and dirt flew everywhere.

But that place was already empty; not even a scrap of clothing remained.

"He escaped?!"

Tang Hao's pupils shrank suddenly, and his powerful mental energy instantly spread out, covering a radius of several thousand meters.

Nothing.

There was nothing.

Qin Feng's aura seemed to have been erased from this world, disappearing without a trace.

"What... what kind of spirit skill is this?"

Tang San's eyes widened, his Purple Demon Eye operating to its limit as he searched everywhere.

But no matter how he looked, he couldn't find the slightest trace of Qin Feng.

One must know that even for a Titled Douluo, movement left a trail.

Even teleportation-type spirit skills would leave traces of spatial fluctuations.

But Qin Feng's move was completely beyond his scope of knowledge.

The others present were also dazed.

Ning Rongrong rubbed her eyes, unable to believe what had just happened.

"Where is he? How did he suddenly disappear?"

Zhu Zhuqing's brow was furrowed, but in her heart, she breathed a sigh of relief.

It was good that he left.

As long as he didn't die at Tang Hao's hands, there would be opportunities in the future.

Dugu Bo stroked his chin, his eyes full of wonder.

"This little monster... his methods are truly endless."

"This kind of spatial ability is something even I probably couldn't achieve."

Qian Renxue stood at the back of the crowd, her beautiful eyes shimmering as if they could overflow with water.

She looked at the spot where Qin Feng had vanished, the corners of her mouth turning up slightly.

"Flying Thunder God Technique..."

"Qin Feng, you are making me more and more interested."

She didn't stay any longer, her figure quietly blending into the crowd as she turned to leave.

Since Qin Feng had safely escaped, there was no need for her to continue staying here watching these fools daze about.

Tang San withdrew his gaze, his expression ugly to the extreme.

He turned to look at Tang Hao, his tone carrying a hint of unwillingness.

"Father, should we give chase?"

"He's injured; he can't have gone far!"

Tang Hao slowly withdrew the Clear Sky Hammer, his expression terrifyingly dark.

He shook his head, his voice low and raspy.

"We can't catch him."

"I can't find any trace of him at all."

"This kid's method is simply unheard of."

Tang Hao looked into the distance, a deep sense of wariness flashing in his eyes.

"Even if we catch up, it's useless."

"Since he could disappear once right under my nose, he can disappear a second time."

"With this kind of life-saving ability, I'm afraid even if Limit Douluos like Qian Daoliu came, they wouldn't be able to do anything to him."

Hearing this, Tang San's whole body shook.

Even a Limit Douluo couldn't do anything?

This was too heaven-defying!

He looked at the empty battlefield, a strong sense of powerlessness surging in his heart.

His proud hidden weapons and his proud twin spirits seemed to have become jokes in the face of Qin Feng's unpredictable methods.

Why?

Why did Qin Feng possess such perverted abilities?

While he could only watch helplessly as the other stole the Spirit Bone, humiliated him, and then left nonchalantly?

A venomous snake named jealousy was frantically gnawing at Tang San's heart.

...

Outside Heaven Dou City, at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Qin Feng's residence.

A golden light flashed, and Qin Feng's figure appeared out of thin air inside the room.

He stumbled, steadying himself by grabbing the table.

"Whew..."

Qin Feng let out a long breath and wiped the fine sweat from his forehead.

"This Flying Thunder God Technique is indeed extraordinary."

"It's just that the consumption is a bit high."

He checked the state of the Soul Power within his body.

With his current total Soul Power as a rank 55 Spirit King, performing the Flying Thunder God once consumed about one-tenth of his Soul Power.

But the effect was top-notch.

As long as he left a Formula Mark in a certain place, he could teleport there instantly.

Even if it was five hundred miles away, he could arrive in an instant.