“Then why would anyone say that Lord Dugu Ling Tian is someone who will surpass the founding ancestor?”
“We do not even know who the founding ancestor is, so how can any comparison be made?”
Chu Feng asked.
“Many records in the various training grounds were set by the founding ancestor.”
“Before Lord Dugu Ling Tian appeared, no one could break those records, not even the successive sect masters.”
“But after Lord Dugu Ling Tian appeared, he broke all of those records.”
“That is why some people believe that Lord Dugu Ling Tian is someone who can surpass the founding ancestor.”
“Lord Dugu Ling Tian’s talent is indeed far beyond ordinary people. If he could grow smoothly, his future would be limitless. Even if he could not stand shoulder to shoulder with the founding ancestor, he would still surely become the pride of our Wolong Martial Sect.”
“It is just a pity that heaven envies talent.” At this point, Bi Jingjing also let out a sigh.
“Junior Sister Bi, why are you saying so much to this kind of trash?”
“He does not deserve to know anything about Lord Dugu Ling Tian.”
Suddenly, another voice came from behind. Looking closely, another group of Southern Sparrow Court disciples had arrived.
The strength of this group was clearly stronger than Bi Jingjing’s group.
The one leading them emitted the aura of a sixth rank Supreme.
“Greetings, Senior Brother Xia.”
Upon seeing this Southern Sparrow Court disciple, not only did the Southern Sparrow Court disciples bow, even Song Xi and the Northern Mystic Court disciples also bowed.
It was obvious that this man held considerable status and position.
“Chu Feng, let me introduce you. This is Senior Brother Xia Ran of our Southern Sparrow Court.”
Seeing the man approach, Bi Jingjing hurriedly introduced him to Chu Feng.
Ever since Chu Feng displayed god level talent, Bi Jingjing’s attitude toward him had undergone a great change.
It could be said that so far, apart from Tu Yuanyuan, Bi Jingjing was the most friendly disciple toward Chu Feng in the entire Wolong Martial Sect.
Out of respect for Bi Jingjing, Chu Feng originally planned to clasp his fists and greet him politely.
But seeing the man’s arrogant and domineering manner, with a face full of disdain, Chu Feng made no gesture at all.
“So you are that Chu Feng who used despicable methods to fake a god level talent?”
As expected, Xia Ran spoke with sarcasm the moment he opened his mouth.
“Senior Brother Xia, is it?”
“On what basis does Senior Brother Xia determine that the talent I triggered is fake? Do you have any evidence?”
Chu Feng asked.
“Does this even need to be said? God level talent belongs only to Lord Dugu Ling Tian, and you are simply not worthy, nor are you qualified to possess it.”
Xia Ran pointed at Chu Feng and said.
“Senior Brother Xia…”
Seeing that the conversation was heading in the wrong direction, Bi Jingjing spoke up, probably intending to mediate.
But who would have thought that just as Bi Jingjing opened her mouth, before she could say anything, Xia Ran cut in.
“Junior Sister Bi, how can you be so confused?”
“That day, you lost to this despicable fellow. Why are you still helping him speak? Do you really believe that he could trigger god level talent?”
Xia Ran asked.
“I…”
Bi Jingjing had a special status, yet she was clearly somewhat wary of Xia Ran.
“No need for you to speak. I will ask them myself.”
Xia Ran shifted his gaze to Song Xi and the other Northern Mystic Court disciples.
“I ask you, do you think Chu Feng’s god level talent is real or fake?”
Xia Ran asked in a deep voice.
Song Xi and the others remained silent.
“I am talking to you. Are you deaf?”
Xia Ran suddenly roared.
This frightened Song Xi and the others, their bodies trembling as cold sweat immediately flowed down.
“Senior Brother Xia, we also do not know what Chu Feng’s talent is like. Please do not make things difficult for us.”
Hei Yao could not withstand the pressure and spoke in a trembling voice.
As soon as he spoke, the other Northern Mystic Court disciples, aside from Song Xi, also echoed him.
It was clear that they were truly afraid of Xia Ran.
“What is wrong with you?”
“Why are you sweating? It is clearly so cold here. Why are you sweating?”
“Could it be that you are afraid?”
“Were your guts not quite big? You dared to compete with our Southern Sparrow Court, yet you are afraid now?”
As Xia Ran spoke, he walked up to Hei Yao, speaking while fiercely slapping Hei Yao’s face with his hand.
Hei Yao just stood there, not daring to move at all. Even while being hit, he maintained the posture of being hit.
Seeing this scene, Fang Yunshi and the others from the Southern Sparrow Court all wore expressions of smug satisfaction.
During this time, some disciples from the Eastern Dragon Court and Western Tiger Court also happened to arrive.
They all stopped to watch the spectacle.
Humiliating. Extremely humiliating. At this moment, the Northern Mystic Court had completely lost face.
Chu Feng finally understood why the Northern Mystic Court was the lowest ranked existence within the Wolong Martial Sect.
That day, when Song Xi led the disciples to compete with Bi Jingjing and Fang Yunshi for the Frost Spirit Waterfall, Chu Feng had thought that the Northern Mystic Court disciples had backbone.
But now Chu Feng realised he was wrong.
Even Song Xi only dared to contend with Fang Yunshi, whose strength was close to his.
When encountering someone stronger than himself, he was so frightened that he did not dare utter a single word.
But if they did not dare speak, Chu Feng absolutely could not tolerate it.
Thus, Chu Feng looked at Xia Ran.
“That day’s agreement was clearly settled.”
“Are you unable to accept the loss?”
“If you cannot accept it, we can compete again. I will make you completely convinced.”
Chu Feng said in a firm voice.
“Compete again? Compete with whom, with me, Xia Ran?”
“On what basis? Do you have the qualifications?”
“What do you even count as?”
As Xia Ran spoke, he released the aura of a sixth rank Supreme. That oppressive force covered the surrounding area, and everyone could feel how powerful Xia Ran was.
At this moment, all gazes gathered on Chu Feng.
They were waiting to see Chu Feng beg for mercy. They were waiting to see him become a joke.
Even Hei Yao and the others from the Northern Mystic Court were no exception.
Clearly on the same side, yet they were more inclined to see Chu Feng make a fool of himself.
Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Chu Feng indeed did not choose silence, but immediately spoke.
“In my eyes, you do not even count as a thing.”
“Calling you a fart is already giving you too much credit.”
Chu Feng looked at Xia Ran and said.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone’s expressions changed.
Not to mention others, even Bi Jingjing, Fang Yunshi, Song Xi, Hei Yao, Wang Ziyan, and the rest were all shocked.
They had thought that upon seeing Xia Ran’s strength and momentum, Chu Feng would back down in the face of difficulty.
But who would have imagined that Chu Feng would dare to say such words in public.
Most importantly, Chu Feng did not look like he was putting on an act.
His eyes were truly filled with disdain. He genuinely did not place Xia Ran in his eyes at all.
