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I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!-Chapter 222 I’ll Teach You Everything... One Inch at a Time
Lin Feng’s expression remained relaxed.
To him, this level of pressure was nothing.
But for the students, it was a completely different story.
Another ten breaths passed.
More students began to groan under the pressure.
Several finally sat down on the ground, breathing heavily as they admitted defeat.
The moment they sat down, the pressure on them immediately vanished.
They looked up at their struggling classmates with complicated expressions.
Meanwhile, the strongest students continued to endure.
Among them, Lin Feng’s original six students stood the firmest.
Their bodies trembled slightly, but none of them had fallen yet.
Their eyes burned with determination as they refused to embarrass themselves in front of their mentor.
The pressure continued to rise.
Twenty breaths.
Thirty breaths.
The stadium was now filled with heavy breathing, gritted teeth, and the occasional thud of another student collapsing to their knees.
Yet Lin Feng remained completely unmoved.
A faint smile slowly appeared on his face as he watched them struggle.
"It’s so heavy!"
"I can’t take it anymore!"
"Nooooo!"
The students, young and old alike, began giving up after only a minute of the training.
Many of them could not endure the crushing force pressing down on their bodies.
One had to know that the spiritual pressure they were experiencing was not the same for everyone.
The stronger a student’s cultivation was, the stronger the pressure Lin Feng applied to their body.
It was a perfectly balanced test meant to push every single one of them to their limits.
One by one, students finally sat down on the floor, drenched in sweat and breathing heavily.
The moment they gave up and sat down, the invisible weight vanished from their bodies, leaving them gasping in relief.
Soon, dozens had already fallen.
Then dozens more.
Until only a little over a dozen students were still standing.
Needless to say, all six of Lin Feng’s original students were still among those remaining.
Their bodies trembled under the terrifying pressure, yet none of them had chosen to give up.
"I won’t give up ever!" Liu Yang roared silently in his mind. "I’m still going to become the most handsome man in the world! I can’t die until I achieve that dream!"
His legs shook violently, but he forced himself to remain upright, his pride refusing to let him collapse.
"Mentor Lin Feng!" Yuan Bao suddenly shouted through clenched teeth. "I think there would be easier ways to kill us than punishing us like this!"
Even as he complained loudly, he was still persevering, his round face red from the strain as sweat poured down his forehead.
Meanwhile, Su Wanwan trembled where she stood.
"Wanwan can take this... This is nothing for Wanwan..." she whispered to herself, trying to encourage her tired body. "Wanwan wants to make Mentor Lin Feng proud..."
"Huff... puff..."
Her breathing had become uneven, and fresh tears gathered in her cute eyes.
Yet she stubbornly refused to sit down.
In her mind, she remembered how far she had come since the day she met her teacher, Lin Feng.
Back then she had been weak, timid, and ignored by almost everyone.
She had no friends. She trained alone, and no one wanted to be with her.
But now things were different.
Because of Lin Feng, she had grown stronger. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞
Because of him, she had gained confidence.
And because of him, she refused to give up today.
Even if her entire body trembled under the terrifying pressure, Su Wanwan continued standing with all the strength she had left.
"I can’t fail here," Wang Yuyan said firmly in her mind as she poured every bit of strength she had into resisting the pressure. "My clan is relying on me. I will not fall."
Her spiritual energy surged wildly inside her body as she forced herself to remain standing.
Under normal circumstances, such a surge would have caused her power to erupt outward in brilliant light.
However, nothing unusual appeared on the outside.
Lin Feng had already quietly suppressed any outward signs, ensuring that her secrets would not be revealed to the others.
Not far away, Chu Jiangyue also struggled to remain upright.
"I want to be free," she thought firmly.
Her fists clenched tightly as she resisted the overwhelming pressure pressing down on her shoulders.
Her legs trembled violently, yet she refused to kneel.
She had endured too much in her life to give up so easily.
Last but not least, Qiao Mei stood quietly among them.
Unlike the others, she simply closed her eyes and focused on her breathing.
She had lived in this world for more than twenty-three thousand years.
Her pride as the Purple Flame Empress would never allow her to fail in such a situation.
In truth, she had experienced similar forms of training countless times before.
And most of those experiences had ended in ways she did not particularly enjoy.
Still, she had come here to learn.
And she would never give a half-hearted effort in something as important as that.
Even if her body trembled slightly beneath the increasing spiritual pressure, Qiao Mei remained standing, calm and composed, refusing to yield.
Just as Lin Feng had guessed earlier, one of the troublemakers arrived about an hour after the training had started.
At this point, only seven students were still standing in the stadium.
Six of them were Lin Feng’s original students, while the last one was a complete dark horse.
He was neither young nor middle-aged, but already in the twilight years of his life.
His body was thin, and long strands of white hair flowed down his back, giving him the appearance of a quiet old scholar.
Yet despite his age, he still stood firmly under the crushing spiritual pressure.
"I quite like this kind of training, Young Master Lin Feng," a voice suddenly said from the side. "Can you let me join as well?"
The troublemaker, Ye Jian, had arrived.
Earlier, she had been summoned by the dean, who wanted updates about Lin Feng.
Of course, Ye Jian had not revealed anything important about him.







