"Chu Feng, you… you… what kind of sorcery did you use?!" Kong Zheng was shaking with rage.
"Say whatever you want. The fact remains, there are things I can do that you can't."
"So what if I used what you call sorcery? Everything I know, you still don't. Simply put, you're just not on my level." Chu Feng knew Kong Zheng had an enormous ego, so he held nothing back, mercilessly tearing into the man's pride.
"You!!!" Sure enough, after that verbal dressing-down, Kong Zheng couldn't find a single word to fire back. His body lurched backward several steps, his face went pale, and with a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out of his mouth.
He… had literally coughed up blood from sheer fury.
"Hssss—"
Watching everything unfold, the crowd sucked in a sharp breath.
They were stunned to discover that this Chu Feng not only possessed extraordinary strength, but was also a devastatingly sharp-tongued speaker — capable of driving a person to literally cough up blood from rage. It was something none of them had ever witnessed before.
"Hahahaha… hahahahaha…"
Yet after coughing up that blood, Kong Zheng burst into an eerie fit of laughter.
That laugh left everyone bewildered and confused. They had no idea what game Kong Zheng was playing. Given the situation, there didn't seem to be any reason for him to laugh like that.
"Chu Feng, so what if you can shake the Hundred-Refined Jade Stone? Don't forget — on the way here, you were beaten so badly by me that you fled in a panic," Kong Zheng said to Chu Feng.
"Heh…" Hearing this, Chu Feng simply let out a faint laugh.
"What are you laughing at? Did I say something wrong? Didn't you run for your life?" Kong Zheng pressed.
"That's right, I did run. So what?" Chu Feng said with an indifferent smile.
"Wait — Chu Feng was actually chased away by Kong Zheng? Does that mean Kong Zheng is stronger than Chu Feng?"
Chu Feng's admission sent a thunderous shockwave through the crowd. After everything that had happened, they had all come to believe that Chu Feng's strength exceeded Kong Zheng's.
But now, they were shocked to find that their assumption had been wrong — even Chu Feng himself had admitted that he'd been beaten into a panicked retreat by Kong Zheng.
"I'm glad you admit it." Kong Zheng, ears sharp enough to catch every whisper, heard the murmurs rippling through the crowd. The pallor on his face finally regained a healthy flush of color.
He felt that, in the eyes of the onlookers, some of the dignity he'd lost earlier had finally been restored. And next, he intended to recover the rest — by crushing Chu Feng beneath his feet and proving once and for all that he was the true genius.
"I've admitted it. But I'm curious — what exactly do you plan to do about it?" Chu Feng asked, eyeing Kong Zheng with a smile.
"What do you think I'm going to do?"
"Fine, I'll tell you then. Even if I can't shake the Hundred-Refined Jade Stone, I've still won this contest. All I have to do is defeat you and drag you back," Kong Zheng declared.
"Oh, is that how it is? If that's your plan, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed," Chu Feng said with a grin.
"Disappointed? Why?" Kong Zheng blinked, confused.
*Whoosh—*