"Did I hear that right? Chu Feng is actually going to challenge Linghu Hongfei?"
"He's lost it—he's completely lost it! Who would ever challenge Linghu Hongfei?"
The crowd found it hard to believe. They all felt that Chu Feng was being far too brazen.
Even Tantai Xing'er and the others, who had already been preparing to begin their own exchanges, involuntarily withdrew the surging martial power within their bodies and turned their attention toward Chu Feng with looks of pure curiosity.
This was all simply too unbelievable.
In truth, let alone the others—even Master Liangqiu and his group felt their hearts tighten.
They knew that as a Saint-cloaked Spirit World Master, Chu Feng possessed power comparable to a first-tier Martial Ancestor. But comparable was the key word.
Linghu Hongfei, on the other hand, was a second-tier Martial Ancestor. How could Chu Feng possibly fight him?
"Chu Feng, what you said—is that true?"
"You truly intend to challenge Linghu Hongfei?" Even Wuming Ken asked, his tone laced with uncertainty.
"I am certain, sir," Chu Feng replied.
"I don't agree!!!"
But the moment Chu Feng finished speaking, a voice rang out.
When that voice sounded, everyone's expressions grew complicated, because the person who had spoken was Linghu Yueyue—who stood on the very same stage as Chu Feng.
At that moment, Linghu Yueyue was glaring at Chu Feng with a look of clear displeasure, intense dissatisfaction burning in her eyes. "Chu Feng, if you want to challenge Linghu Hongfei, you'll have to get past me first."
"Linghu Yueyue, you insist on this?" Chu Feng asked.
"That's right. Without a winner decided, don't even think about leaving this stage," Linghu Yueyue declared.
"If that's the case, then forgive me, Miss Linghu."
Thud—
The instant Chu Feng finished speaking, Linghu Yueyue crumpled to the ground with a thud.
In that moment, not only the spectators—even Linghu Yueyue herself was stunned.
Without the slightest warning, a force had sent her sprawling, completely beyond her ability to resist. She wasn't injured in the slightest, but she couldn't even stand back up; that force had her pinned in place.
And when she looked at Chu Feng, he was actually watching her with a smile—laced with no small amount of amusement.
Linghu Yueyue immediately flew into a rage.
"Chu Feng, what underhanded trick did you pull on me?!"
Linghu Yueyue shouted at the top of her lungs.
At that moment, not only was Linghu Yueyue bewildered—Tantai Xing'er, Linghu Tiemian, and every other young cultivator present were equally baffled.
In fact, they had initially assumed that Linghu Yueyue had simply tripped and fallen. It wasn't until she cried out that they shifted their attention to Chu Feng.
"It was Chu Feng?"
"How did he do that?"
"How could he so easily knock down Linghu Yueyue?"