"Teach me a lesson? With you, an old man, I doubt you have the strength."
Chu Fengmian’s eyes showed a hint of mocking laughter as he spoke.
"Today, I will stand here and see how you can save those two."
Chu Fengmian said casually and then walked directly to the side, completely ignoring Tu Zheng.
It appeared as if Chu Fengmian was ignoring not only Tu Zheng but also Chu Qianjue and Chu Beige.
"Did Chu Fengmian voluntarily step back?"
Watching Chu Fengmian’s actions, the surrounding martial artists spoke in surprise.
Although Chu Fengmian’s words did not carry the intent to concede, his actions seemed to merely provide Tu Zheng an opportunity to rescue Chu Beige and Chu Qianjue.
It seemed as though he was looking for a way out.
"Indeed, even if Chu Fengmian is arrogant, he doesn’t dare to truly break with the Chu family, does he?"
"At this time, backing off, it seems this kid still has some sense."
The crowd all voiced their opinions, perceiving Chu Fengmian’s performance as a voluntary retreat.
Hearing the discussions of the crowd, the corners of Chu Fengmian’s mouth curled up in a cold smile.
He, Chu Fengmian, when would he ever shrink back? The Chu family isn’t worthy.
Tu Zheng snorted coldly, glanced at Chu Fengmian, as if saying that Chu Fengmian knew his place.
He approached Chu Qianjue and Chu Beige, concentrating Spiritual Power in the palm of his hand, and suddenly struck out, preparing to break the pressure on their bodies and free them.
Under this burst of Spiritual Power, the prohibition on Chu Qianjue and Chu Beige was struck, but as soon as the Spiritual Power was released, it encountered the endless draconic might above the prohibition.
The prohibition on Chu Qianjue and Chu Beige suddenly counterattacked, sending the shock back toward Tu Zheng, forcing him several steps back.
A mouthful of fresh blood spilled from Tu Zheng’s mouth.
"What? Tu Zheng can’t even break the prohibition set by Chu Fengmian?"
"Being struck by the backlash and even spitting blood from it, how powerful is Chu Fengmian to the extent that not even Tu Zheng can break his prohibition?"
In everyone’s eyes, there was almost an endless shock and excitement.
They had thought that with Tu Zheng stepping in, everything would be resolved, but now it appeared that without Chu Fengmian even lifting a finger, just the prohibition he set was something Tu Zheng could not break.
Chu Fengmian had voluntarily moved aside, and they had thought he was intentionally letting Tu Zheng save the two from the Chu family as a way out.
Now it seemed, where is Chu Fengmian backing off?
Instead, Chu Fengmian had absolute confidence that Tu Zheng couldn’t even break his prohibition, there was no need for Chu Fengmian himself to make a move.
Arrogant, absolutely unparalleled arrogance.
A body-refining realm martial artist, could actually be so imposing to such an extent, setting a prohibition that even Tu Zheng, an outer elder with the power of the fifth level of the Divine Sea realm, could not break—is this really something a body-refining realm martial artist could do?
"Elder Tu, if you can’t break it, don’t force it. Be careful of the prohibiting power’s backlash."
Chu Fengmian said indifferently from the side.
This sentence, when heard by Tu Zheng, was filled with endless mockery.
"Arrogant brat! I was merely careless for a moment, and with a mere flick of my hand, I can break this little restriction!"
Tu Zheng approached, roaring furiously.
Being mocked by a junior was intolerable for him. He bellowed loudly, and his Spiritual Power surged violently.
Tu Zheng, using his ultimate skill, knew that if he could not break this seal today, his reputation would be utterly ruined, and he would never be able to show his face at the Wusheng Academy again.
Beside Tu Zheng, an extremely terrifying Spiritual Power climbed crazily, causing his body to emit a golden glow.
He struck again, countless golden glows turning into a golden sword that fiercely descended.
This golden sword, imbued with Innate gold spirits, was indestructible; once it fell, everyone felt that all restrictions would be shattered before this golden sword.
The golden sword chopped down, yet on Chu Qianjue and Chu Beige, numerous runes that others couldn’t understand appeared, which came together and completely neutralized the power of the golden sword.
These golden runes were ancient divine runes, restrictions engraved on them by Chu Fengmian that were ancient seals. Unless someone stronger than Chu Fengmian tried, no one else could break them.
Within the Boundless Sea realm, only a practitioner at the eighth or ninth level could possibly break it, giving Tu Zheng no chance even if he exhausted all his strength.
The golden sword shattered, and the backlash hit Tu Zheng, sending him flying several meters away, coughing up a mouthful of fresh blood.
He fell to the ground, unable to stand up for a while.
The taste of the backlash was not pleasant; this backlash was almost equivalent to a casual strike from Chu Fengmian.
For Tu Zheng, two backlashes were enough to severely injure him.
"Unable to break Chu’s restriction, you shouldn’t have overestimated yourself, now you end up severely injured."
Chu Fengmian glanced at Tu Zheng lying on the ground, a mocking smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
Seeing Chu Fengmian’s smile and hearing his words, Tu Zheng coughed up another mouthful of blood and then lay straight on the ground.
He quickly passed out.
Tu Zheng, a formidable fifth level Boundless Sea realm practitioner, was actually fainted by Chu Fengmian from anger, losing his face in front of everyone. From now on, he would be unable to hold his head high at Wusheng Academy.
"Under Tu Zheng’s full strength, he still couldn’t break this seal, even Tu Zheng can’t save these two, how could Chu Fengmian, merely a Boundless Sea realm practitioner, possess such terrifying power."
"This kid’s strength is extremely strange; don’t you feel that a newcomer who can step into the seventieth level of the Heavenly Path is no ordinary person? Some of Wusheng Academy’s elders may not even reach the seventieth level in their entire lives."
"Having been taken as a disciple by Saint Xuan Bei, Chu Fengmian’s strength is not simple; given time, he may well become the next Crown Prince."
People whispered among themselves.
The next Crown Prince.
The Crown Prince of Wusheng Academy was already a legend, and in everyone’s eyes, this legend was almost impossible to surpass.
But now, a Chu Fengmian had emerged, more promising than Zhi Lingtian.
"The next Crown Prince?"
Chu Fengmian’s eyes revealed a hint of disdain.
Crown Prince, what is that worth? Just give him some more time, and he would trample Wusheng Academy under his feet.