Around nine o'clock, when Chen Feng arrived at the school's indoor martial arts arena, the other nine people were already there, all of them full of energy and high spirits, their eyes filled with challenge as they looked at Chen Feng.
"Looks like you're still not convinced by me? Those of you who want to challenge me, step forward!" Chen Feng said to the crowd with a smile.
"Whoosh—"
To his surprise, all nine freshmen stepped forward, including Li You, Zhang Shanfeng, and others. Although they had seen Chen Feng kill the werewolf that day, they hadn't seen it clearly because they were also fighting with the werewolf.
Having been in school for four months, after three months of rigorous training and a month of trials at the front-line stronghold, they had fought against werewolves multiple times and killed several powerful werewolves, which gave them confidence in their own strength.
"Captain, we just want to see how big the gap is between us and you, and see if we have any hope of going home to teach that guy a lesson." Li You said with a smile, expressing everyone's thoughts.
After all, their family's top scorers were also among the top ten in the national college entrance examination. Although they ranked ahead of Chen Feng, Chen Feng has made great progress recently, so their strength is probably similar to Chen Feng's.
If they feel the gap between them and Chen Feng isn't too large, they can challenge him when they get home. But if the gap is too big, there's no need for them to humiliate themselves.
"Alright, so you've mistaken me for one of those people, haven't you? But I'd also like to see the unique skills of your martial arts families, since I'm sure I'll run into those people in the competition."
"Are you coming one by one, or several at once? Let's get this straight, I won't hold back. Don't blame me if you end up crying!" Chen Feng laughed.
"Hmph, we're all seventh-grade martial artists. Even if you've refined your golden blood, it can't be much stronger than my silver blood, right? I'll give it a try first," Qian Chunfeng said, stepping forward first.
"Sure, could you please introduce the unique skills of your Qian family? What level have you reached in your cultivation?" Chen Feng nodded and then asked.
"My Qian family's ancestor, the Heavenly King, created the unique skill 'Scattering Flowers Hand,' which also has a segmented unique skill that can be cultivated from low to high levels."
"What I'm currently learning is the Phantom Scattering Flowers Hand, a C-level martial art, which I've already mastered." Qian Chunfeng didn't hide anything; this was something everyone else already knew.
"Then come on over," Chen Feng said, beckoning him with interest.
"kill--"
Qian Chunfeng's stern shout was like a thunderclap, shaking the surrounding air as if ripples were spreading.
A powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body. The aura of a seventh-grade martial artist was as heavy as a mountain, making it almost impossible for people to breathe.
His figure flashed upwards like lightning, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch.
His hands moved like butterflies flitting among flowers, instantly conjuring dozens of hand gestures, each containing boundless power, as if capable of tearing through the void.
His attacks were as fierce as a storm, dazzling the eye and making it impossible to see the direction of his attacks.
His fist slammed out like a meteor, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, as if it would utterly crush the enemy before him.
His legwork was as fierce as a whirlwind, each kick carrying the force of thunder, making it difficult for anyone to take the blow head-on.
Under his attacks, ordinary martial artists of the same level were simply unable to withstand his powerful offensive. His figure darted across the battlefield like an invincible war god, inspiring awe in all who beheld him.
"No wonder it's called the Phantom Scattering Flower Hand. If it were an ordinary martial artist of the same level, they wouldn't be able to see Qian Chunfeng's attack clearly at all. By the time they reacted, they would already be hit."
In that instant, Chen Feng's eyes were as sharp as lightning, as if they could pierce through all falsehoods and pretenses.
With just a glance, he discerned the true intentions and power distribution hidden behind the Phantom Scattering Flower Hand technique.
Surprisingly, Chen Feng did not choose to back down or dodge in the face of such a fierce attack.
Instead, he took a step forward without hesitation, standing firmly like an unbreakable mountain.
With his movement, an incomparably powerful aura suddenly erupted.
This momentum was like a surging torrent, sweeping through the surrounding air and forming an invisible barrier.
At the same time, Chen Feng clenched his right fist, like a diamond drill burning with raging flames, and smashed it out with thunderous force!
His left hand, however, extended swiftly like a nimble serpent, its fingertips gleaming with a faint yet deadly light—the renowned Spiritual Finger Technique!
In the blink of an eye, Chen Feng's right fist and left fingers met Qian Chunfeng's attack almost simultaneously.
The two collided, unleashing a deafening roar. Sparks flew, and energy surged forth, causing the entire space to tremble.
However, to everyone's astonishment, despite the incredible power of Qian Chunfeng's Phantom Scattering Flower Hand, he was utterly powerless against Chen Feng's seemingly simple and brutal counterattack!
In the blink of an eye, Chen Feng not only successfully withstood the opponent's attack, but also forced the opponent back several steps with his own powerful strength.
At this moment, he stood tall and straight like a pine tree, exuding an imposing aura; while Qian Chunfeng, standing not far away, looked astonished, clearly finding the scene before him unbelievable.
"boom--"
"Whoosh—"
In an instant, the two clashed. Chen Feng did not use any special moves; he simply relied on ordinary movement techniques, a minor B-level Vajra Fist, and a perfect C-level Spiritual Finger to block Qian Chunfeng's fierce attacks.
Moreover, Chen Feng barely used any of his vital energy; he simply allowed Qian Chunfeng to launch various attacks while he merely defended and blocked them. He quickly figured out Qian Chunfeng's strength.
To be honest, Qian Chunfeng has the strength of a seventh-grade martial artist, but his combat power is only equivalent to that of the eighth-grade peak veterans at Stronghold No. 1.
The main reason was his lack of practical experience. He only knew how to rush into attacks without observing the opponent's situation, and he fantasized about defeating the opponent through a barrage of attacks.
"boom--"
After about a hundred breaths, Chen Feng had figured out Qian Chunfeng's strength, so he stopped playing with him. He moved quickly and appeared beside Qian Chunfeng, punching him so hard that he staggered back seven or eight steps and gasped for breath.
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