However, just as he was about to succeed, Chu Feng suddenly appeared beside Su Mei, pulling her into his arms in one swift move, allowing her to evade the core disciple's sinister hand.
This sight caused the core disciple's face to change dramatically, two icy glints flashing in his eyes; he wished he could kill Chu Feng on the spot.
But Chu Feng completely ignored him, instead smiling as he looked at Su Mei in his embrace: "Sweetheart, do you know him?"
Seeing this, Su Mei gave a sweet smile and replied, "Not really."
"Well, from now on don't chat with strangers, young lady—mind your boundaries." Chu Feng spoke while stroking Su Mei's hair, paying no heed to the core disciple's feelings.
"Got it." Su Mei replied, snuggling like a little bird, as if they truly were a loving couple.
"Kid, who are you?" the core disciple asked, his face turning green as he suppressed his anger, pointing at Chu Feng.
After finally meeting this lovely Su Mei here, he had thought he could take advantage of the situation, but unexpectedly this kid showed up halfway, which infuriated him.
"And who are you?" Chu Feng didn't answer, instead retorting arrogantly.
"Who am I? I am a core disciple of the Azure Dragon Sect, Zhou Zhiyuan."
"Oh, you're Zhou Zhiyuan?"
"Yes, it's me."
"Never heard of you."
"You......"
This time, not only did the core disciple Zhou Zhiyuan stare in shock, but even the Wing Alliance members watching were dumbfounded, jaws dropping.
Chu Feng's audacity was truly staggering—he dared to slight a core disciple's face like that, and kept pressing on, making everyone realize Chu Feng was heading for big trouble.
"You're asking for death!"
Sure enough, Zhou Zhiyuan acted domineeringly: he swung his arm, his stiff palm whistling with wind as he slapped Chu Feng's cheek.
At that moment, Su Mei's brows furrowed slightly as she gathered spiritual energy to strike back, but a gentle force pushed her away—Chu Feng.
"Whoosh"
After pushing Su Mei aside, Chu Feng turned his head to the side, dodging Zhou Zhiyuan's slap, then stepped forward and thrust a palm strike at Zhou Zhiyuan's chest.
"This kid"
Seeing Chu Feng not only dodge his attack but also launch such a fierce counter, Zhou Zhiyuan was startled, quickly circulating his mystic art and meeting Chu Feng's incoming fist with his own.
"Bang" — the two fists collided; the tremendous force sent both staggering back several steps. Though Chu Feng's expression remained calm, Zhou Zhiyuan's face paled dramatically.
Spirit Martial Sixth Level — a mere kid at that level managed to exchange blows evenly with him, and the numbness tingling in his hand told him this teenager's physique was extraordinary, practically steel bones and iron muscles.
"Not bad, kid—do you dare give your name?" After realizing Chu Feng wasn't ordinary, Zhou Zhiyuan didn't attack again but instead demanded his name.
"I am Chu Feng, unbeaten and unrenamed, an inner disciple of the Azure Dragon Sect!" Chu Feng declared, head held high, chest out, announcing his name loudly.
"Chu Feng, good—I'll remember you."
"A mere inner disciple who sees a senior core brother and neither bows nor shows respect, but dares to be rude—you'd better not let me see you again, or I'll make you regret it."