Chapter 2076: Who do you think you are?

Thinking of this, Zheng Yiheng looked in the direction Gu Yu was pointing. When he clearly saw the characters on Ye Bufan and the others' chests, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

His uncle was the Grand Elder of Lingxiao Academy's branch in Tianluo State, so he naturally knew all too well about what had happened at Lingxiao Academy in Tianfeng Empire.

How could a bottom-ranked Empire and a branch academy that was almost completely destroyed, with all Cultivators at the Nascent Soul Stage, be taken seriously by a high-and-mighty second-generation rich kid like him?

At the same time, he also had a hint of doubt. With Gu Yu and his companions' cultivation, how could they have been robbed by Cultivators at the Nascent Soul Stage?

But now, he couldn't worry about that much. The important thing was to get the Flying Spiritual Artifact into his hands.

Zheng Yiheng lifted his chin high, looking at Ye Bufan and the others with his nostrils flared, and asked, "Are you from Lingxiao Academy of Tianfeng Empire?"

"That's right!" Jiang Fangzhou puffed out his chest and pointed to Ye Bufan, saying, "This is our Dean!"

He now admired Ye Dage to the extreme, but Zheng Yiheng snorted disdainfully.

It seemed that Lingxiao Academy had truly fallen to the extreme. Not only were they all at the Nascent Soul Stage, but they even allowed such a low-cultivation Young man to be the Dean.

"As students of Lingxiao Academy, to rob others' belongings without cause, how is this any different from a bandit?"

Zheng Yiheng, full of Aura, shouted with a superior attitude, "I now order you to quickly return the stolen items, and that Flying Spiritual Artifact, hand it over to me for safekeeping first."

Seeing this, Gu Yu's face revealed a cunning smile. The reason he mentioned the existence of the Flying Spiritual Artifact earlier was for two purposes.

Firstly, if he didn't say so, Zheng Yiheng might not have helped him.

Secondly, it was to create some trouble for Ye Bufan and his companions. Even if he couldn't get the Flying Spiritual Artifact himself, he wouldn't let them keep it.

He believed that with Zheng Yiheng's greed and nature, he would definitely find a way to get the Flying Spiritual Artifact into his hands.

Now it seemed that this was indeed the case, and his strategy of killing two birds with one stone had succeeded.

Ye Bufan looked up at the self-important fellow in front of him. "You order me? Who do you think you are?"

"You…"

Zheng Yiheng was about to erupt but remembered that the other party didn't know his identity yet, so he suppressed his anger.

"Let me tell you, I come from Lingxiao Academy of Haofeng Empire and am the captain of this New Talent Ranking Tournament.

My father is (This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) the Dean of the Academy, and my uncle is the Grand Elder of the Lingxiao Branch in Tianluo State."

After speaking, he put on an arrogant expression. In his opinion, once the other party knew his identity, they would immediately bow down and fawn, after all, his identity and background were unmatched in Lingxiao Academy.

"I said, why are you so awesome? So you're the Dean's son and the Grand Elder's nephew."

Ye Bufan smiled mockingly. He had no good impression of Lingxiao Academy in his mind.

Looking at Zheng Yiheng, that Dean and Grand Elder couldn't be much better.

But he no longer cared about these things. When he learned that the Lingxiao Academy Branch in Tianluo State had stood by and done nothing back then, he had already drawn a clear line in his heart.

Zheng Yiheng didn't notice the mockery in the other party's smile and said arrogantly, "Now you know my identity, right? Hurry up and return the items to them."

Ye Bufan sneered, "What if I don't return them?"

"Don't return them?"

Zheng Yiheng didn't expect the other party to still have this attitude after knowing his identity, and a surge of anger rose in his heart.

"Kid, then I'll have to represent Lingxiao Academy and clean house!"

He spoke with full confidence, believing in his heart that he was the most outstanding martial Dao Genius of the younger generation, and this fellow in front of him would never be his opponent.

After speaking, his Aura, belonging to a Late Stage Void Refining Realm expert, suddenly erupted.

But just then, his heart suddenly tightened, feeling a huge sense of crisis pressing down from above his head.

Zheng Yiheng looked up and saw that the Iron-backed Howling Sky Beast, which had been circling above his head, had suddenly fallen from the sky for some reason.

This startled him. Although the Iron-backed Howling Sky Beast was only a 3rd-Order Demon Beast and its attack power wasn't strong.

But this creature was simply too large, like a small airplane, weighing tens of tons.

Coupled with its direct fall from such a high altitude, this enormous impact was no less than a full-power strike from a Void Refining Realm expert, far more than he could bear.

The incident happened so suddenly that he couldn't afford to think much. With a thought, he prepared to dodge, but for some reason, a sudden immense force came, actually immobilizing him there.

Although this restraining force was not too great, and the duration of the restraint was not long, only one or two seconds before he broke free.

But this timing was simply too fatal. In just one or two seconds, the enormous Iron-backed Howling Sky Beast (This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) had already descended from the sky, and it was too late to dodge now.

With a loud boom, the Iron-backed Howling Sky Beast's massive body, like a small mountain, directly smashed a meter-deep pit into the ground.

And Zheng Yiheng was even more miserable, directly smashed to the bottom of the pit, his entire body embedded underground.

Everyone present was stunned, especially Gu Yu and the people from Haofeng Empire. They all opened their mouths in astonishment, no one expecting the usually steady Iron-backed Howling Sky Beast to suddenly fall.

Only Lu Xueman, Hu Yaoyao, and their companions were all laughing heartily, overjoyed.

A playful smile also appeared on Ye Bufan's lips. All of this just now was not accidental; he had orchestrated it himself.

The reason the Iron-backed Howling Sky Beast suddenly fell was that Xiaoqing, according to his request, secretly released a hint of an 8th-Order Demon Beast's pressure.

How could a 3rd-Order Demon Beast have any resistance in front of an 8th-Order Demon Beast? In a panic, the Iron-backed Howling Sky Beast fell without resistance.

And at this moment, Ye Bufan secretly activated the Divine Court's Imprisonment Art. With his current Mental Energy, the power of the Imprisonment Art he cast would naturally not be too strong.

But the incident happened suddenly, and with Zheng Yiheng's mind off guard, it was still possible to restrain him for one or two seconds, and that was already enough.

After a brief shock, everyone rushed forward to pull the Iron-backed Howling Sky Beast aside and dragged this Young Master Zheng out of the pit.

At this moment, Zheng Yiheng no longer had his previous arrogance. His white robe was covered in mud, and his face was bruised and swollen.

If it weren't for his protective True Qi at the Late Stage Void Refining Realm, he probably would have died from that blow.

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with mud, raging, "Kid, you dared to trick me!"

Although he didn't know why the Iron-backed Howling Sky Beast fell, the subsequent restraining force must have been caused by the other party.

"Young Master Zheng, you're joking. Everyone's watching. I didn't even move."

Ye Bufan smiled playfully, spread his hands, and put on an innocent expression, saying, "People say showing off gets you struck by lightning. Your showing off was so bad even the Yao Beast couldn't stand it. What does that have to do with me?"

"You're courting death!"

At this moment, Zheng Yiheng was practically fuming. He no longer cared about anything else and slapped a palm towards Ye Bufan.