Everyone inside the grand hall, except for Chu Feng who remained perfectly calm, was utterly dumbfounded.
Looking at Shi Yuanhang, drenched in blood and in a sorry state, the emotions within everyone's hearts churned like a tempest, their minds a clamor of a thousand thunderclaps, making it impossible to find peace.
Forget those Cloud Thunder Pavilion disciples who had previously looked down on Chu Feng—even the disciples of the Southern Azure Forest, who knew at least a little about his background, were now stunned.
They had heard how strong Chu Feng was, and they had personally felt his power, but seeing his overwhelming strength once more today still left them utterly astonished.
Because Shi Yuanhang was no Zhao Genshuo. Although both were Ninth-rank Martial Monarchs, Zhao Genshuo, even teaming up with Kong Lianfeng, couldn't withstand a single move from Shi Yuanhang. They knew Shi Yuanhang was a genius with truly exceptional combat power.
But for such a formidable Shi Yuanhang to be unable to withstand a single punch from Chu Feng—it only served to highlight just how extraordinary Chu Feng was, and allowed them to understand the immense gap between themselves and Chu Feng.
"You bastard!"
However, just as everyone was still reeling from Chu Feng's power, Shi Yuanhang suddenly let out an angry roar. At the same time, visible hurricanes began swirling within his body—that was his aura, his formidable presence.
Feeling this aura, most of the Southern Azure Forest disciples' expressions changed drastically, because mixed within that aura was the power of a Martial King. In this moment, Shi Yuanhang's aura was no longer that of a Ninth-rank Martial Monarch, but a First-rank Martial King.
*Clatter, clatter, clatter—*
As large chunks of debris slid down, Shi Yuanhang's body slowly emerged from the wall. He seemed to have forgotten the pain, his face contorted with fury, his eyes filled with dense killing intent.
"Couldn't keep up the act anymore? You were clearly a First-rank Martial King all along, but you pretended to be a Ninth-rank Martial Monarch. Was that to make your combat strength seem higher, or just to prove what an idiot you are?" Chu Feng said to Shi Yuanhang, his voice laced with sarcasm.
"What? He's actually a First-rank Martial King? No wonder he was so strong. So he was pretending to be a Ninth-rank Martial Monarch on purpose just to humiliate us. How despicable!" After hearing Chu Feng's words, the Southern Azure Forest disciples suddenly understood, their teeth clenched in rage.
"You little brat, you dare insult me? Today I'll beat you into an idiot!" Shi Yuanhang, already burning with fury, became even more enraged seeing Chu Feng dare to humiliate him publicly.
He didn't bother with any martial art. His figure darted forward, suddenly vanishing, and when he reappeared, he was right in front of Chu Feng. Moreover, his massive fist, surging with the power of a Martial King, howled like a fierce wind as it struck ruthlessly toward Chu Feng's face.
He wanted to use Chu Feng's own method against him, but he aimed for Chu Feng's face to make him even more humiliated.
*Slap!*
But who would have thought that just as Shi Yuanhang's fist was about to land, Chu Feng's palm clamped down on his wrist like an iron vise.
After that, with a twist of Chu Feng's arm, a crisp *crack* sounded as Shi Yuanhang's arm was brutally snapped by Chu Feng, even exposing the bloody bone beneath.
"Ahhh—!" The sudden pain of the broken arm not only caught Shi Yuanhang completely off guard but also drew a shrill, agonized scream from his lips.
But he never expected this was just the beginning. After breaking his arm, Chu Feng lifted his leg and kicked Shi Yuanhang to the ground. Then his hand shot out, sharp as a blade, and with a *pfft*, it plunged straight into Shi Yuanhang's dantian.
"No!" Feeling his dantian about to be pierced, Shi Yuanhang completely panicked. The cry escaped his lips instinctively, his tone full of desperate pleading.
However, Chu Feng showed no mercy. Not only did he not slow down, he actually sped up. Blood sprayed in all directions, accompanied by a shriek of agony as Shi Yuanhang's dantian was completely pierced through.
"Senior Brother Shi!!!"
"Junior Brother Shi!!!"
Seeing Shi Yuanhang's dantian destroyed, with the power he had cultivated for years rapidly draining away, causing his aura to plummet, the Cloud Thunder Pavilion disciples panicked. One by one, they erupted with their powerful auras, unleashing their formidable martial arts, and swarmed toward Chu Feng.