"Going all out, are you? Looks like you're in a hurry to end this fight. Fine by me—I've had my fun. Let me show you just how big the gap between us has become."
Chu Feng glanced at the freezing qi beasts swirling all around him, a cold smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. He didn't move. Instead, he slowly closed his eyes.
"Look! What's Chu Feng doing? Did he give up? Against Gong Luyun's Frost Qi, he has no chance left. Is he just accepting his death?"
Chu Feng's actions caught the eye of many. Most assumed he was surrendering. But the next instant, they realized they were dead wrong.
*Whoosh!* Suddenly, Chu Feng's tightly shut eyes snapped open. At the same time, a powerfully oppressive aura erupted from within him, blanketing the entire Combat Platform.
As that aura descended, the very space around the platform began to violently tremble. Every trace of Gong Luyun's freezing qi crumbled instantly, dissolving into nothingness.
And just as the Frost Qi vanished, Gong Luyun himself collapsed to his knees with a heavy thud. Just moments before, his face had been twisted in arrogant laughter; now it was white as a sheet, his eyes wide with terror, his entire body shaking uncontrollably.
"Heavens! What's happening? Where did the Frost Qi go? What's going on with that space? Why does it look like even the sky above the Combat Platform is shaking?!!!"
The sudden turn of events left everyone stunned. They couldn't feel the pressure bearing down on that space, but they could see it—the world itself shuddering, as if some immense force had forced it into submission.
And they would never have guessed that this was a long-lost martial art. A Seventh-rank Martial Art, one Chu Feng had obtained from the Void Sect: the Void Dragon Roar Blade.
Chu Feng hadn't spent his last half-year in the Hundred Ditches solely searching for Mystic Medicine. He had battled demon beasts daily, further honing his combat prowess, and had also found time to cultivate the Void Dragon Roar Blade.
And once he began, he discovered just how extraordinary this technique truly was. It was incredibly difficult to master, but its power was immense. When perfected, it would transcend its Seventh-rank classification and become an Eighth-rank Martial Art.
As for its difficulty—even now, Chu Feng had only grasped its first stage: "Void." Though merely the first step, it already wielded the might of a Seventh-rank technique.
What he unleashed now was "Void Suppression." It used an invisible aura to dominate a stretch of space, pulverizing both tangible and intangible attacks. Without lifting a finger, it could force an enemy to their knees and crush them to death.
"This feeling... it's definitely more than just simple pressure. And it can't be from some supreme treasure. There's Yuan Force swirling within it. It must be a martial art—an exceptionally profound one. It seems Chu Feng really does command a Sixth-rank Martial Art, and one even more mysterious than the Frost Qi!"
Finally, a keen observer pieced it together: the distorted space was the result of a martial art Chu Feng was employing. His declaration sent shockwaves through the crowd.
Though they couldn't sense the pressure directly, the mere sight of reality warping was enough to imagine its terrifying power. It was a sight many of the esteemed figures present had never witnessed before, let alone the disciples.
The onlookers were completely dumbfounded by the strength Chu Feng had revealed. They knew he was strong, knew he was a genius.
But they never imagined he would be *this* strong. To truly defeat Gong Luyun, a cultivator at the fourth level of the Xuan Martial stage, while only at the seventh level of the Yuan Martial stage—Chu Feng had accomplished a feat without precedent, creating a miracle that defied all logic.
"Damn it! How can this be? I, Gong Luyun, have actually lost to this brat? How is that possible?!"
Gong Luyun knelt on the ground, straining with every ounce of his strength to rise. But he couldn't hope to resist the invisible pressure. It filled him with helplessness, and even with fear.