Looting the life force of demons to forge a golden body Martial God
Chapter 184 - 172: The Truth is a Sharp Blade, Striking First

Chapter 184: Chapter 172: The Truth is a Sharp Blade, Striking First

Upon hearing the thunder-like noise, Chen Kai immediately turned to look toward the highest peak behind him, completely dumbfounded.

"Damn, has Chu Feng lost his mind? Isn’t this asking for trouble!"

The numerous Yan University elites scattered within the Domain also heard these words—some with faces full of anger, some with a cold sneer, and some expressionless.

But without exception, they all abandoned their original plans and rushed toward the direction of the sound.

A series of howls echoed throughout the Domain: "Chu Feng, the top scholar title is mine, Song Xin!"

"Today I’m going to teach you a lesson—past glories mean nothing!"

...

Under Nie Yan’s control, the bubbles floating above the Martial Arts Field could amplify the sounds from within the Domain and transmit them to the outside, allowing everyone in the venue to hear them.

Most people were originally enjoying the newcomers’ display of wits and bravery inside, occasionally bursting into laughter.

But when Chu Feng’s shouts penetrated the Domain’s outer walls and resounded through the venue, the spectators in the stands all revealed looks of surprise.

Everyone shifted their gaze to the imposing Chu Feng standing atop the mountain, as noise and discussion erupted around them.

In the stands, Lu Lin, who rarely sat in the front row of the professors’ area, received the most curious glances.

The professors looked between Chu Feng and the composed Lu Lin, murmuring to themselves.

"Has that new student gone mad?"

Lu Lin, however, had no reaction, even a slight smile faintly appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Not far away, Jiang Long glanced at the teacher and student, suddenly crossed his legs, and burst into laughter: "I get it now, this kid is cunning!"

Looking at the calm Lu Lin, he jested, "Old Lu, is your student trying to use today’s event to conveniently toss out the ’hot potato’ of the top scholar?"

"Hey, he really picked the right moment, ah! In practical exercises, you can’t kill or maim, at most he’ll just get beaten up, and that’s the end of it.

"The winner of the exercise will also steal everyone’s attention. Everyone will forget about him...

"Crafty guy, crafty guy!"

Jiang, in a relaxed manner, clicked his tongue as if he had unravelled all of Chu Feng’s plans, his face full of pride.

The surrounding professors pondered his words and broke into smiles, as if today... was indeed a good opportunity to pass the buck!

Even Lu Lin was momentarily taken aback.

If Chu Feng really was a useless person who couldn’t stand on his own...

According to Jiang Long’s method, there might be a chance to walk away unscathed from the vortex of being the top scholar.

Too bad, the reality and Jiang Long’s speculation were miles apart.

Lu Lin’s lips slightly curved up, remembering how Jiang Long would rather be scolded and punished by Nie Yan than take Chu Feng as his student.

Looking now at someone Jiang with his tail almost wagging.

Suddenly, he was very curious to see what someone’s reaction would be once Chu Feng revealed his true power.

...

Facing the furious responses from many contestants, Chu Feng stood tall and unwavering like an evergreen tree, yet he felt somewhat bored.

Watching the figures rushing toward him, he suddenly flashed a grin and let out another provoking howl:

"Hurry up, you slowpokes, did you indulge too much under the covers last night, dreaming too many spring dreams, making your legs weak?

"A bunch of little fools who can’t even find a partner!"

The contestants were infuriated!

"Bastard! Shut your damn mouth!"

"You’re the one with weak legs!"

"I’m going to end you!"

"..."

Lies do not hurt people, the truth is the swift blade.

Chu Feng’s strike hit the critical point, instantly stirring the entire crowd of students into a frenzy, madly charging towards him.

Indulging in sexual activities can cause a martial artist’s essence to drain away, severely slowing down the pace of cultivation.

Students who got into Yan University were both talented and hard-working; they would rather channel every bit of their energy into martial arts rather than getting involved with any distractions.

But they were also passionate young men and women, who harbored fantasies about love.

Often imagining having a charming and beautiful girlfriend or a handsome boyfriend with decent abs to cuddle and embrace.

Indeed, some were quite reckless, getting stimulated by the sight of short skirts and long white legs around the campus.

At night, their minds wandered, and they couldn’t help but... in their beds.

Now, Chu Feng had poked at their most private and dirty thoughts, instantly making their eyes blaze with anger, their gazes at Chu Feng filled with a killing intent!

The closest male student had already climbed the hill, his body exuding the aura of Foundation Establishment, holding a wooden spear in his hand.

He let out a strange howl and charged at Chu Feng, the iron-wood spear shining with a faint golden light, thrusting towards Chu Feng’s abdomen:

"Scum, die!"

Chu Feng sneered coldly, neither dodging nor bothering to use his blade, his hands flaring up with blazing flames, he slapped downwards and surged forward with a shoulder strike.

The gold and red flames instantly scattered the golden light, his palm directly landing on the male student’s hand that was gripping the spear.

With a dull thud, the student’s vision blurred, his hand went numb and immediately lost all sensation.

Following that, a massive force slammed into his chest!

With a ’puff,’ he was sent flying backward, blood spraying out violently as he lost consciousness and tumbled down the hillside in a sorry state.

"..."

"?!"

The approaching students at the Foundation Establishment stage changed their expressions and immediately halted their steps, staring in amazement at Chu Feng after looking at the defeated student.

The kid with the spear was also in Foundation Establishment, and he was defeated by Chu Feng so quickly?!

Chu Feng didn’t even glance at them; instead, he looked up at the floating teacher in the sky: "Teacher, he’s passed out."

A teacher suspended in the air immediately landed, lifted the unconscious student to check on him, then with a strange look at Chu Feng, announced:

"Unconscious, this candidate has lost."

He felt that this kid... seemed to be more than just at Foundation Establishment!

Without lingering, amidst the onlookers’ gaze, he flew straight away from there.

Not far off in the sky, another person immediately flew over to take his place, staring intently at the scene below.

Chu Feng bared his teeth with a smile at the newly arrived teacher overhead: "Teacher, you might want to call a few more over.

"I’m afraid you’ll be too busy later."

His contemptuous tone instantly angered the surrounding people.

But then he turned his head to look at the increasingly large crowd, and said with a cold smile, "What’s the rush, it’s your turn now!"

One muscular student, seeing the flames on Chu Feng, suddenly shouted: "Everyone don’t hold back!

"He’s practicing a Fire Attribute Cultivation Technique, which is restrained by Water and Earth Attributes, and those with Thunder and Fire Attributes shouldn’t have a problem, we can fight!

"Those with Gold, Wood, Wind should back off, don’t hold the rest of us back!"

A stern-faced student next to him said in a deep voice: "Martial Apprentices, keep back, this isn’t a place for you!"

In just a short time, a large number of people had surrounded the area, glaring fiercely at Chu Feng, waiting in line to challenge him.

But upon the muscular student’s words, immediately, a large portion of the crowd’s expression turned sour, showing a reluctant look.

Most of them were Martial Apprentices, with a minor part being Foundation Establishment who practiced Gold and Wood Attributes Cultivation Techniques.

With just a single sentence, the muscular student had excluded them