Han Feng didn't pay much attention to this; others can say whatever they want, but his strength is in his own hands.

“Chang Sheng, why don’t you have your disciple forfeit? Zhao Yan is too strong. Even if Li Heng in the valley wasn’t in seclusion, he might not be a match for him,” advised Li Shenhai, an elder of Huangfeng Valley.

"Elder Li need not worry about that. I have confidence in my disciple," Li Changsheng said calmly.

“Your disciple still has hidden methods he hasn’t used yet. It seems I was worried too much. With you, his Core Formation stage master, around, even if he can’t defeat Zhao Yan, surviving will be easy.” Li Shenhai was astonished.

"I can't say, you'll find out in a bit," Li Changsheng said mysteriously.

“That’s something we can give it a try. Han Feng is already so powerful at the Foundation Establishment stage. If he can break through to the Core Formation stage, his future achievements will be no less than yours or mine,” Li Shenhai sighed.

"Of course, I have high hopes for this young disciple."

Li Changsheng looked at his disciples in the arena, his eyes growing increasingly cold.

He didn't have any hidden tricks for Han Feng.

Han Feng never expected to achieve this ranking.

He would love for Ha Hanfeng to die in the competition so he wouldn't have to worry about this disciple surpassing him.

Han Feng is already so strong at the Foundation Establishment stage. Once he reaches the Core Formation stage, his combat power might really surpass mine.

Han Feng felt a chill behind him. His cultivation had broken through to the Pseudo-Core stage, and his divine sense was already very close to the Core Formation stage.

He turned around and saw that the person staring at him was Li Changsheng.

Li Changsheng noticed Han Feng looking at him and shifted his gaze elsewhere.