"Are you out of your mind about your apprentice's life?!"
Chu Yan'er looked at Wang Feng in shock, even though the level of that arena was very low.
But he's also at the fifth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, which is four realms higher than that brat.
"What? Feeling sorry for your good brother?"
"Who cares!"
Chu Yan'er's face flushed with anger at Wang Feng's words, realizing that he was teasing her about what had just happened.
"Then don't call out. Are you going to eat or not? If not, I'll put it away."
"Eat! I'll play again in the next game."
"Are you here to participate in the competition too?"
Wang Feng looked at Chu Yan'er with some suspicion.
"Um!"
Seeing this, Wang Feng left the bed and table for Chu Yan'er to guard.
Then he randomly picked a ring, jumped high, and leaped towards the ring in a beautiful arc.
Chu Yan'er was shocked again. Wasn't he at the Spirit Formation Realm? How did he get up there too?
Bang!!
The ring was instantly... completely undamaged.
Huh? A cultivator at the peak of the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm can't even break this arena.
Wang Feng was a little embarrassed, squatting down as if he were taking a dump.
"Hey bro, you're here to take a dump, aren't you?"
The first few people who came in laughed as they watched Wang Feng's squatting posture.
Wang Feng quickly stood up, straightened his expression, and said, "I don't want to hurt you. You should admit defeat."
Wang Feng knew that relying solely on words wouldn't be enough to project an impressive image.
He immediately unleashed all the cultivation he had suppressed to the peak of the ninth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm!
Since the barrier had not yet been raised, the force of the wind blew the hair of everyone outside into disarray.
Without exception, they all showed surprise, because his aura was much stronger than that of an ordinary ninth-level Spirit Gathering Realm cultivator.
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