But suddenly, Huangfu Jiangyao thought of a point to argue against, and pointed at Chu Feng as he asked: "Dirty tricks are still dirty tricks — otherwise, why was there no trace of pain on your face the moment you stepped onto the Combat Platform?"
To this question, Chu Feng simply smiled faintly: "Is it possible that your young master's pain tolerance is simply too poor? What was clearly a trivial amount of discomfort still had him grimacing in agony?"
"You're talking nonsense. We've all stepped onto the Bloodline Combat Platform before, and we know full well what kind of pressure it exerts."
"The stronger the bloodline, the greater the pressure, and the greater the pain. The fact that you felt no pain or pressure only proves that your bloodline is pathetically weak," Huangfu Jiangyao retorted.
"Big brother, he really needs a beating." Little Fish pouted her small mouth and clenched her fists.
She didn't want to argue — she wanted to take action right then and there. But before she could move, countless voices resounded simultaneously.
"Shut up already, do you have no shame?"
"Is this what the Ancient Heavenly Clan is like? Can't handle a loss?"
"We all saw that display of power just now. Not only did we see it — we felt it too."
"Miss Fengling is right. Your young master's bloodline doesn't amount to a fart compared to Chu Feng's."
"Ancient Heavenly Clan? Pfft. Nothing special at all — just a bunch of sore losers."
"Why don't you crawl back underground and stop embarrassing yourselves out here."
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In that moment, a torrent of insults echoed through the air, leaving Huangfu Jiangyao no room to argue back.
It was the crowd of onlookers.
They simply couldn't stand watching anymore. Even though they knew defending Chu Feng might offend the Seven Realms Sacred Manor, they had all stepped forward regardless.
"You — you lot —"
Huangfu Jiangyao wanted to fire back, but his voice was completely drowned out by the crowd. Trembling with rage, he was utterly helpless.
Deep down, he knew he was in the wrong, but he simply could not bring himself to acknowledge Chu Feng.
Hummm— Just then, a brilliant radiance blazed above the plaza.
A barrier gate materialized in the sky overhead.
But this barrier gate was unusual. It was circular in shape and remarkably small — no larger than a watermelon.
Under normal circumstances, there was simply no way anyone could pass through it.
"What is that?"
"Has the Summit of Nine Heavens opened?"
The crowd murmured in confusion. The barrier gate radiated an aura that felt utterly sacred, carrying the unmistakable presence of the Summit of Nine Heavens.
Judging by the time, it matched what Liu Kuo had said earlier.
But a gate this small — how were they supposed to get through it?
"The hour of the Hare has arrived. The trial of the Summit of Nine Heavens officially begins. May all you benefactors have a wonderful experience."
"Oh, and one more thing — although you all came here to compete for ranking, sparring is permitted, but under no circumstances should you attempt to kill. Should anyone do so, my master will punish them severely."
Just as the crowd was still uncertain, Liu Kuo's voice provided a definitive answer.
"So it really is the entrance to the Summit of Nine Heavens trial. But it's so tiny — how are we supposed to get in?"
The crowd was still pondering this when— Swish, swish, swish— Suddenly, from within the barrier gate, countless streaks of light shot outward, hurtling precisely toward every person present.