Looting the life force of demons to forge a golden body Martial God-Chapter 307 - 295: Revoking the Cultivation Technique License, Forcing Aristocratic Youngsters to Abandon Their Cultivation! Utterly Wicked! I Want Him Dead!
Chapter 307: Chapter 295: Revoking the Cultivation Technique License, Forcing Aristocratic Youngsters to Abandon Their Cultivation! Utterly Wicked! I Want Him Dead!
Chu Feng pointed at several aristocratic youngsters and sneered, "Since a teacher is present today, I’ll spare you for now.
"But I will never allow my enemies to cultivate my technique and use it against me!
"As the originator of the Composite Technique, I hereby declare that henceforth, I revoke the authorization of my technique for the few of you, including the lineage of instructors behind you!
"Look down on me? Then go back and cling to your outdated family legacies!"
The complexions of Lin Xuan and the others immediately turned pale!
The cancellation of authorization that Chu Feng spoke of was by no means a mere hollow threat.
As the inventor and perfecter of the technique’s framework, he had the right to revoke its authorization, a right legally protected throughout the Longhua District!
Upholding the copyright and rights of the technique’s creators was one of the cornerstones of the development of Longhua Martial Arts, as well as a major policy of the Longhua District.
Because only by protecting the interests of those who founded techniques, would more martial artists be willing to create their own techniques, thereby promoting the continuous development of Martial Arts and preventing stagnation.
To ensure the rights of technique creators were unviolated, dedicated departments existed both in society and at Yan Capital University to manage copyright issues of techniques and to handle disputes regarding their ownership.
Once authorization was revoked, according to the regulations, they had to abandon the learned Composite Technique within three days, and they were thereafter forbidden from cultivating it!
If someone discovered they violated this rule, Yan Capital University, the Academy Alliance, and even the Longhua District would intervene and take action.
Measures included but were not limited to sending someone to nullify their technique, thus upholding Chu Feng’s legitimate rights!
If Chu Feng really did this, then these six people would have completely offended their instructors behind them, only to shamefully return to their families to cultivate the outdated techniques of their clans.
After all, anyone with clear eyes could see that the Composite Technique was the future direction of Martial Arts development, and only by going with the flow could one avoid being abandoned by the times!
When their instructors found out that simply because a few aristocratic youngsters had inexplicably provoked Chu Feng, they had lost the opportunity to ride the wave of the era...
...those furious instructors would definitely not spare them!
Someone immediately broke down, and one of the aristocratic youngsters pleaded, "Chu Feng, please don’t revoke my instructor’s authorization!
"I didn’t oppose you, I didn’t say a word when they provoked you, and I accepted their challenge only because of pride, I couldn’t refuse their invitation!"
"You traitor!" The other aristocratic youngsters glared at him angrily.
The lecturer standing in front of Chu Feng also showed a wry smile and said, "Chu Feng student..."
Chu Feng raised his hand, directly interrupting their words, and asked coldly,
"I ask you, when that poisoner was about to use poisoned medicine on me, did you hear his secret transmission? Did you provide cover for him?"
"I..." At a loss for words, the pleading aristocratic youngster found himself tongue-tied, unsure of how to respond.
"So, you can start preparing to abandon your techniques."
Chu Feng let out a cold laugh, just as the class bell tinkled for dismissal.
He waved toward Wang Erbao, left the dumbstruck aristocratic youngsters behind, and walked straight out of the Martial Arts Hall.
Wading nimbly through the crowd, Wang Erbao followed Chu Feng out. As he passed by the aristocratic youngsters, he looked at them and suddenly said with a smile,
"Don’t forget to abandon your techniques! I recognize all of you, I’ll remind Chu Feng to apply to the copyright management department to check whether you’ve truly abandoned your techniques!"
"Fatty Wang, you’re nothing but a scion of a clan, yet here you are, making things worse!" the aristocratic youngsters yelled angrily.
Wang Erbao stopped in his tracks, suddenly turned around, and mocked, pointing at them, "Clan Heir? Is your family the only identity you recognize in your eyes?"
He sneered, "Narrow-minded, shallow! What are Noble Families anyway? I am a Longhua person, and in this life, I only fight for Longhua, I fight to protect all of humanity!"
"You pack of backward bloodline-obsessed dogs, just clutch your precious pure bloodlines and wait to die in some dark corner!"
After dropping that disdainful remark, he walked straight out of the Martial Arts Hall.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he had stepped out, he heard Chu Feng’s voice tinged with laughter from behind, "A Longhua person, huh, fighting for all of humanity? How come I didn’t know I had a brother, a Saint, dedicated to the rise of Longhua?"
Wang Erbao turned his head, looked at Chu Feng leaning against the wall, and chuckled, "To be honest, I’m not the rightful heir to the main line of the Wang Family, so what does the family legacy have to do with me? It would take the death of the five ahead of me before it’d be my turn!"
Chu Feng laughed heartily, slung an arm around Wang Erbao’s shoulder, and together they walked back.
But he knew in his heart that Wang Erbao was a man with his own thoughts.
The words he’d just said sounded like a joke, but at least half of it, if not more, represented Wang Erbao’s true feelings.
...
When the class bell rang, the students in the classroom were quiet for a brief moment, then immediately scattered like birds and beasts, running out of the classroom excitedly.
Today, they had witnessed an extraordinary scene, Chu Feng alone against six, effortlessly defeating six Aristocratic Youngsters!
Not only did he ruthlessly destroy one person’s Dao Foundation and kick a delicate beauty into a bloody pulp, but he also revoked the Noble Clan Descendants and their tutor’s authorization for the Composite Technique, forcing them to give up their cultivation method and start over!
"Chu Feng is such a tyrant! Disabling someone’s Dao Foundation and forcing them to cultivate anew without a second thought!"
"If you ask me, those bastards totally had it coming! Plotting and backstabbing should come with the readiness to be countered!"
"I actually feel a bit sorry for the girl in the white dress, such a pretty little face, all beaten into a bloody mess..."
"Sorry for her? Do you know how often Gongsun Ling and her pack of Noble Family girls bully students from ordinary families? Just last week, they cornered Zhou Su in the bathroom to bully her, even recorded it on a terminal and spread it around!"
"Ah, I’ve heard about that, it made quite the stir, but then it just died down."
"Martial Noble Families, how arrogant! Throwing money around to suppress the matter, even Zhou Su’s tutor did nothing!"
"Sigh, Zhou Su’s kind of pitiful, her family is struggling, she worked hard to get into Yan University, and still gets bullied by those from Noble Families!"
"She’s been insulted and disfigured, hasn’t come to school for a week, she might not be able to continue schooling..."
"Damn it, I take back what I said, all Clan Heirs should die! No, except for Wang Erbao, this gem of a guy is an exception, not at all like someone from a Noble Family."
"..."
After everyone left, the lecturer sighed, too indifferent to speak, packed up his things, and left the classroom, leaving behind a few Noble Clan Descendants sitting there.
In the silent room, Lin Xuan suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "I’m going to find my brother to get justice for me! I want that man dead!"
His eyes were bloodshot, frothing at the mouth, he looked like a desperate fugitive at his wits’ end, not even taking medicine to treat his injuries. He stormed out of the Martial Arts Hall in a fury.
The other three intact Noble Clan Descendants watched his departing figure in silence.
The one who had just pleaded with Chu Feng for mercy immediately left the classroom without a word, intending to apologize to the tutor and find a way to rectify the situation.
The other two exchanged glances and then heaved a sigh in unison.
"This is really boring, let’s go and admit our wrongs to the tutor, try to persuade Chu Feng to change his decision, or else we would have wasted this entire month, including all the resources we’ve used up."
"Let’s go... Oh, what about Ding Shou and Gongsun Ling?"
The first one to speak glanced at Ding Shou and Gongsun Ling on the ground, "Come give us a hand, let’s take them to their tutor and let the tutor deal with them!"
