Chapter 3959. An Unworthy Victory?

Whoosh—

Suddenly, the Sword Guardian swept his sleeve, and the raging ripples dissipated at once.

Now, people could see that Chu Feng was standing right where he had been, not having moved an inch.

Meanwhile, Nangong Yifan was only a few dozen meters away from Chu Feng.

However, Chu Feng's clothes were perfectly intact and he was completely unscathed, while Nangong Yifan lay collapsed on the ground, his body covered in wounds.

Moreover, Nangong Yifan was extremely weak — he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

This was far more than mere superficial injuries; his soul had suffered severe damage.

"He won. Chu Feng actually won."

"Chu Feng actually defeated a Nine Level Immortal Technique using an Immortal Armament martial skill?"

"Incredible. This is truly incredible."

After a brief moment of silence, the world erupted in excitement, and the juniors of the Ancestral Martial Starfield broke into wild celebration.

If the earlier exchange between Chu Feng and Nangong Yifan could be called a friendly spar, then what had just happened was a true battle. And now, Nangong Yifan had clearly lost all ability to fight.

Chu Feng had won this battle in the most decisive fashion.

However, while the juniors of the Ancestral Martial Starfield were cheering and celebrating as though it were a festival, the juniors of the Heavens Gate Starfield wore grim expressions.

"I-Fan."

At that moment, the juniors of the Heavens Gate Starfield gathered around Nangong Yifan, helped him up, and began feeding him medicinal pills to aid his recovery.

But there were also quite a few who cast their blade-like gazes toward Chu Feng.

"Chu Feng, this was supposed to be a mere spar. Why did you have to strike so viciously?"

"Don't you know the meaning of holding back?" Bei Yangluo and the others said angrily to Chu Feng.

"Are you blind? I simply broke his Nine Level Immortal Technique and dealt him a few superficial wounds. I didn't harm his soul at all."

"The reason he's in this state is the backlash from that forbidden drug. It has nothing to do with me," Chu Feng said.

"What Young Master Chu Feng says is correct. In the interest of fairness, I have been watching this entire confrontation closely. Had Young Master Chu Feng truly delivered a vicious blow, I would have intervened to stop it."

"Young Master Nangong Yifan's injuries are indeed largely unrelated to Young Master Chu Feng," the Sword Guardian declared.

"You Heavens Gate Starfield bunch — can you not handle losing? Even we can see that Nangong Yifan is suffering because of the forbidden drug's backlash. Are you telling me you can't see that?"

"Hmph, is this how everyone from the Heavens Gate Starfield behaves?"

"Using a forbidden drug is one thing, but to blame others for the drug's own backlash? I've never seen anyone so shameless."

"Exactly. In past years when you beat us, we never made so many excuses."

"Now that it's your turn to lose, suddenly there are all these excuses. You really can't take a loss. How shameless."

At this point, the juniors of the Ancestral Martial Starfield, led by Kong Tianhui and Wuming Yuanzhi, launched into a barrage of mocking remarks.

"Hmph, shameless?"

"If anyone is shameless, it's you lot."

"You knew perfectly well that Chu Feng only had the Thunder Mark and the Thunder Armor — two means of elevating his cultivation. In a head-on clash, he was no match for Nangong Yifan whatsoever."

"So you deliberately orchestrated this: first sending Wuming Yuanzhi and the others to block and stall, forcing I-Fan to use the Red Flame Soul Armor's power to contend with you."

"And only after the Red Flame Soul Armor's power had weakened did Chu Feng step forward."

"Chu Feng, ask yourself — was your victory glorious?"