“Oh, what were you all saying just now?”
“Something about how I, Nangong Yifan, need to get past you to challenge Chu Feng?”
“So, what’s the deal now, you trash?”
Though Nangong Yifan had stopped attacking, he had no intention of letting up. He continued to humiliate Wuming Yuanzhi and the others.
Before, they would have retorted to his insults.
But now, they stayed silent, feeling like trash themselves, unable to muster a response.
Seeing the five he had crushed, a smug grin curved Nangong Yifan’s lips. This was exactly what he wanted to see.
He turned his gaze back to Chu Feng.
“Chu Feng, are you going to fight me, or admit defeat?”
Nangong Yifan pressed Chu Feng, still not willing to let him off.
In truth, if not for wanting to challenge Chu Feng, he wouldn’t have bothered with Wuming Yuanzhi and the others.
They had been obstacles to his goal of crushing Chu Feng, which was why he humiliated them so thoroughly.
“Lord Guardian Sword, if Young Friend Chu Feng doesn’t wish to accept the challenge, don’t force him,” said Lord Guardian Sword.
“Chu Feng, my Crimson Flame Soul Armor has faded.”
“For now, I can’t use that power.”
“Are you still too scared to face me?”
“I heard your father was a great hero. How did he produce such a cowardly piece of trash like you?”
Nangong Yifan ignored Lord Guardian Sword’s warning, relentlessly taunting Chu Feng.
“This Chu Feng really is a coward.”
“Truly pathetic. He was so impressive in the chess formation, didn’t they say he fought Linghu Hongfei to a draw? How is he so spineless outside the formation?”
The mocking voices of the All-Heaven Starfield’s younger generation swept toward Chu Feng like a storm.
Under these circumstances, Chu Feng was extremely agitated.
Not because of the insults.
He knew he had the ability to defeat Nangong Yifan, yet he couldn’t act.
Most importantly, seeing Kong Ci and the other four, slowly rising but still dispirited, Chu Feng felt deep heartache.
He knew this battle had deeply wounded them—not physically, but mentally. This kind of trauma could affect them for life.
Chu Feng felt he had let them down.
He desperately wanted to teach Nangong Yifan a lesson.
He wanted to silence the jeering All-Heaven Starfield juniors, acting like clowns.
But he couldn’t, which made him feel intensely suppressed.
“Damn it, at a time like this, can you stop fighting? Can’t you just give me back my cultivation so I can deal with this guy?”
Suddenly, Chu Feng roared in frustration.
Under extreme pressure, he shouted aloud, not just in his mind but out loud for all to hear.
His voice was piercing, like thunder, clear to everyone.
For a moment, silence fell…
Everyone present was stunned, including Nangong Yifan.
Chu Feng’s sudden outburst left them all baffled.
“What’s wrong with this guy? Is he crazy?”
“Has he lost it?”
After a brief pause, people began to murmur.
But looking at Chu Feng, their faces filled with astonishment.
They were shocked to see that Chu Feng’s previously stern face now bore a joyous smile, not just any smile, but one of ecstatic excitement.
The reason for Chu Feng’s reaction was astonishing. After his outburst, the nine thunder beasts fighting over the divine tree seed in his dantian had stopped their assault.
With the thunder beasts ceasing their attack, the divine tree seed stopped resisting.
And because their conflict had suppressed Chu Feng’s cultivation, it was now restored.
“Holy crap, you guys can hear me?”
“That’s giving me too much face, isn’t it?”
Chu Feng was truly overjoyed, feeling his suppressed cultivation return.
The aura of a Third-Rank Venerable filled his body and soul.
It was so real!!!
“Brother Yuanzhi, Brother Xiongmo, Miss Kong Ci, Miss Long Ning, Miss Xian Yun.”
Suddenly, Chu Feng’s gaze swept over Wuming Yuanzhi and the other four, then he clasped his fists and bowed deeply, “I’m sorry.”
This scene puzzled not only the onlookers but also Wuming Yuanzhi and the others.
“Brother Chu Feng, are you… okay? Why are you apologizing out of nowhere?” Wuming Yuanzhi approached, asking.
“Chu Feng, what’s wrong?”
“Brother Chu Feng, what were you just saying? I don’t quite get it,” Kong Ci, Long Ning, and the others also approached.
“Brother Chu Feng, don’t feel burdened. Challenging Nangong Yifan was something we always wanted to do, but he never accepted before.”
“Today, we finally got to fight him, thanks to this chance. Though the result was embarrassing, it fulfilled our wish,” Wuming Xiongmo said, patting Chu Feng’s shoulder. More perceptive than the bewildered Wuming Yuanzhi and others, he guessed why Chu Feng was apologizing.
“Young Master Chu Feng, victory and defeat are common in the martial path. We don’t fear failure, but constant victory is the worst. We don’t mind, so don’t blame yourself,” Xian Yun advised.
“I thought it was something serious. So that’s it.”
“Brother Chu Feng, I may not beat Nangong Yifan now, but one day I will. The face I lost today, I’ll take back in the future,” Wuming Yuanzhi said, thumping his chest.
Looking at the five, clearly disheartened yet still comforting him, Chu Feng felt even worse.
After all, he had only recently met them, with barely any prior conversation.
He hadn’t expected these top geniuses from the Starfield Master Realm and the three cities to be so righteous.
“Your kindness, I, Chu Feng, will remember forever.”
After speaking, Chu Feng turned to Nangong Yifan.
Swish—
Suddenly, Chu Feng raised his arm, and a streak of light shot toward Nangong Yifan.
Nangong Yifan waved his hand, deflecting the light, which fell to the ground.
People thought it was a hidden weapon, but upon closer inspection, it was a pill.
However, due to Nangong Yifan’s forceful deflection, the pill had shattered.
But it was clear—it was indeed a pill.
