At this moment, Chu Feng’s gaze also turned grave.
The other party should already know that he is a second-grade Martial Immortal.
Yet, he is still so arrogant, so dismissive of Chu Feng.
This can only mean one thing: his strength is likely above Chu Feng’s.
At the very least, he is not weaker than Chu Feng.
“Ma Shengjie, right?” Chu Feng asked.
On his way to the New Talent Tournament, Chu Feng had heard people mention one name repeatedly: Ma Shengjie of the Wuma Celestial Clan.
The Wuma Celestial Clan, like the Chu Celestial Clan, had been in dire straits within the Ancestral Martial Cultivation Realm.
It was Ma Shengjie who, through his own efforts, defeated numerous opponents and even led the Wuma Celestial Clan into the main domain of the Ancestral Martial Cultivation Realm.
Earlier, the Wuma Celestial Clan members who surrounded him, though imposing, were actually quite weak in strength. Even if they were stronger than the Chu Celestial Clan members, it wasn’t by much.
This further highlighted that the overall strength of the Wuma Celestial Clan was indeed lacking.
But now, even after Chu Feng had displayed his strength, the person inside the palace still did not take him seriously.
Chu Feng deduced that there was only one person in the Wuma Celestial Clan who could have such confidence: the legendary prodigy, Ma Shengjie.
“Since you’ve heard of me, yet still refuse to retreat, it seems you truly have a death wish.”
The voice from within the palace rang out again, and at the same time, a figure slowly emerged from the palace.
This person was dressed like the other Wuma Celestial Clan members, but he wore a hat on his head.
The hat wasn’t torn, but for some reason, it looked tattered and unkempt—simply ugly.
As for his appearance, it was rather peculiar. It wasn’t that he was ugly, but he gave off an uncomfortable vibe.
His skin was yellowish, a sickly yellow, as if he were malnourished.
If that were all, it might have been bearable, but his face was also covered in spots, like fly droppings scattered across his face.
Simply put, this person looked unkempt, giving off a very unpleasant impression.
“Are you Ma Shengjie?” Chu Feng asked.
In truth, even without the other party’s confirmation, Chu Feng knew this must be the legendary prodigy of the Wuma Celestial Clan, Ma Shengjie.
But Chu Feng couldn’t help asking, not for any particular reason, but because this prodigy was quite different from the other geniuses he had encountered before.
After all, those geniuses, even if not exceptionally handsome, still carried an imposing aura, a certain charisma that ordinary people lacked.
But this person in front of him was too ordinary—no, calling him ordinary was being generous. He had neither looks nor charisma. If you called him eccentric, he was far from someone like Wang Qiang.
Wang Qiang, though eccentric, was still eye-catching and attention-grabbing.
But this Ma Shengjie? He had nothing going for him. In a crowd, no one would even glance at him; they’d just avoid him.
However, there was one thing that surprised Chu Feng.
If it were anyone else, Chu Feng’s deliberate questioning would have angered them, but Ma Shengjie didn’t seem bothered.
He simply looked at Chu Feng and said indifferently, “I’ll say this one last time: get out now, and I’ll let the matter of you injuring my clansmen slide.”
After saying this, he turned his head away, as if he no longer wanted to engage with Chu Feng.
“What if I refuse?” Chu Feng asked.
Whoosh—
Suddenly, Ma Shengjie turned his head back and looked at Chu Feng.
His sharp gaze was like two invisible swords, piercing through Chu Feng’s soul.
Most importantly, the moment Ma Shengjie turned his head, his aura was fully revealed.
Fourth-grade Martial Immortal. Ma Shengjie’s strength was actually at the fourth-grade Martial Immortal level.
He was two grades stronger than the famous Linghu Mingye.
At this moment, even Chu Feng’s expression shifted.
Now he understood why the members of the Dongguo Celestial Clan called Ma Shengjie a prodigy, claiming he would be the dark horse among all the geniuses in the Ancestral Martial Star Domain.
Ma Shengjie’s strength was indeed formidable.
What’s more, Chu Feng felt that when Ma Shengjie first entered the Ancestral Martial Cultivation Realm, he definitely wasn’t at his current level.
He had been improving, and at an astonishing rate. If this continued, even the Linghu Celestial Clan would be unable to contend with him. He would dominate the entire Ancestral Martial Cultivation Realm.
“Ma Shengjie, your reputation is well-deserved.”
“But I’m sorry, even if you’re a fourth-grade Martial Immortal, I won’t leave this place.”
As Chu Feng spoke, the divine character thunder pattern appeared on his forehead, and his aura surged from second-grade Martial Immortal to third-grade Martial Immortal.
At the same time, the Ancient War Sword and the Ancient War Axe, two ancient secret techniques, materialized and began circling Chu Feng like guardian artifacts.
At this moment, Chu Feng not only possessed the strength of a third-grade Martial Immortal but also gained the ability to challenge opponents one grade higher.
Now, Chu Feng was capable of battling a fourth-grade Martial Immortal.
Seeing the techniques Chu Feng had just displayed, even the previously overbearing Ma Shengjie’s expression shifted.
“You’ve cultivated the Divine Punishment Mystic Art?”
Ma Shengjie stared at the divine character thunder pattern on Chu Feng’s forehead, his tone carrying a hint of surprise.
But before Chu Feng could respond, Ma Shengjie spoke again: “No wonder you’re so confident. But even so, you’re still no match for me.”
Whoosh—
With those words, Ma Shengjie moved. In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of Chu Feng.
He didn’t use any immortal weapons or martial techniques. Instead, he simply threw a punch, aimed directly at Chu Feng’s face.
