Looting the life force of demons to forge a golden body Martial God Chapter 45 - 45 43 In this world the strong are revered

Chapter 45: Chapter 43: In this world, the strong are revered! Chapter 45: Chapter 43: In this world, the strong are revered! The battles that followed, Chu Feng felt, were getting more and more boring—they were nothing like the blood-pumping excitent he had initially imagined.

In fact, during the attribute test, he should have realized that his level had already surpassed No.1 Middle School by a whole version update.

For him, the current Martial Arts Grand Exam was a bit like playing house—it couldn’t withstand his vigorous kneading at all.

“Although I really don’t want to admit it, my battlefield doesn’t seem to be here.

“Only on the Demon Battlefield can I grow stronger at a faster pace…”

Lost in thought, Chu Feng cleanly defeated his third opponent.

This ti, he didn’t recognize the candidate he was fighting against, so he didn’t even offer a serious expression.

A few brutally forceful strikes sent the opponent flying off the stage and eliminated them from the competition.

It’s like sending a brick flying with a powerful punch.

The audience below the stage exchanged glances and noticed the issue as well.

“I was wondering why it seems like Chu Feng’s fights have no challenge at all. He looks so casual, winning easily with just a few moves.”

“I think the guy who got sent flying feels the sa way, look at his frustrated face, it’s so funny. But if I put myself in his shoes up there, I’d feel pretty disheartened.”

“It’s like a dad beating his son.”

“Don’t you dare talk about yourself that way, good son.”

“Buzz off, you’re asking for a beating!”

On the chairman’s stage, representatives of the various powers also spoke about this issue.

Ji Feiyang furrowed his brows: “Principal Luo, Chu Feng’s strength is no longer suitable for this competition format. It’s all just overwhelming victories.”

Chu Zhengming shot Ji Feiyang a sidelong glance, still holding a grudge about the backstabbing from his old comrade, but he nodded in agreent:

“It’s impossible to tell just how many more tricks this kid has up his sleeve.”

Without knowing the details, it’s not good to make comnts.

If they were to recruit Chu Feng just on the basis of his results, the aftermath report would not be favorable.

Luo Yong nodded helplessly; he had no solution either. Who knew that Chu Feng would be such an outstanding talent?

Letting him continue to fight, he worried that the ntal state of the other students might be affected.

But in that mont, the shrewd and round ng Anhe opened his mouth, imdiately drawing everyone’s attention.

This Tang suit-clad fat owner left a deep impression on everyone; from his words and actions, one could read a word written all over his face: shrewdness.

He said with a smile: “There is no need to worry, student Chu Feng won’t have it easy all the ti. I’ve got so news that he’s going to encounter a tough opponent today.”

He sucked in his belly, leaned back in his chair, and chuckled, his eyes, however, devoid of laughter, were full of calm:

“As for Principal Luo, don’t worry about the students getting disheartened.

“If they can’t even accept the realization that ‘they are weaker than soone else’…

“Then they might as well give up martial arts for literature, and go ho to live a peaceful life!”

Everyone looked at each other, acknowledging the truth in these words.

But coming from a businessman like you, does it not feel a bit incongruous?

Rong Wanyun giggled and said: “Don’t be fooled by Chairman ng’s portly and content appearance.

“When he was young, he was a Free Warrior who has been on the battleground, taking part in the Tri-Race Blood War thirty years ago.

“Chairman ng has a profound understanding of the trends between the Demons and Human Race.

“It was after he joined the Xingyun Comrce Chamber that Chairman Qin discovered his comrcial talent.”

The representatives were solemnly respectful upon hearing this.

During the most difficult tis for the Human Race, there have been many patriots who, for various reasons, were unable to join the Demon Slayer and Exorcist Forces.

Their choice was to beco Free Warriors.

With their passion, they voluntarily joined the battle against Demons on the Demon Battlefield.

Lacking the support of the forces, they faced even harsher living conditions.

Without firm belief and great strength, it was impossible to survive that terrifying at grinder.

On the flip side, any Free Warrior who survived was true gold, tempered by fire!

A worthy model for martial artists to respect.

ng Anhe accepted everyone’s respect with a smile.

Jiang Yunkong then asked: “Chairman ng ntioned Chu Feng will encounter a strong opponent, who might that be?”

ng Anhe chuckled: “Just keep watching, and you’ll find out.”

With no alternative, the crowd could only wait and see what sort of riddle the crafty fat man was playing at.

…

Ti flew by quickly, and at half-past four in the afternoon, Chu Feng pulled the arm of a classmate beside him and looked at his watch.

“Next up, on the number three stage, Yue Baoshan versus Chu Feng!”

The loudspeakers blared Chu Feng’s na again.

‘Finally, it’s almost over… So this is what the Martial Arts Grand Exam is like, such torture!

‘I would’ve been better off at the Martial Arts Hall, practicing my Sword Technique and Swordsmanship! At least I could see myself getting stronger bit by bit!’

Chu Feng walked onto the stage listlessly but suddenly beca spirited, like he had been electrified.

The long-missed pressure!

He slowly pulled out his sword, his eyes bright and piercing.

Looking at his opponent.

This person was out of the ordinary!

He saw him walk onto the stage with a condescending smile, pulling out the long stick he carried on his back and casually swinging it.

The stick traced an arc in the air, making a violent whooshing sound.

Then he leaned on the stick, his face full of fighting spirit as he looked back at Chu Feng.

He stood on the stage, solid and immovable, calling to mind the phrase: as steady as a mountain.

Chu Feng narrowed his eyes: ‘This aura, this sense… Foundation Establishnt!’

At the sa ti, the examiner narrowed his eyes as well.

He added a comnt loudly which made the audience below exclaim in outrage:

“Yue Baoshan, Early Foundation Establishnt, versus Chu Feng, the pinnacle of Martial Apprentice!”

All at once, the crowd below exploded.

“What the heck! Corruption! Why can those at Foundation Establishnt participate in the Martial Arts Grand Exam!”

“Exactly, why is this allowed! We won’t stand for it!”

But so people argued back: “Why can’t they participate? Who made a rule that those at Foundation Establishnt can’t join the exam?”

“Usually, people get into university before attempting Foundation Establishnt, but if soone is from the main lineage of a family and has inherited Cultivation Techniques, they can definitely establish their foundation in advance. There’s no rule against that.”

“It may not break the rules, but it’s shaless! What skill is it to bully a Martial Apprentice! How can they accept being first without feeling ashad? Disgusting!”

“Can Chu Feng withstand soone at Foundation Establishnt?”

“It’s very dangerous! No matter how incredible he is, he’s only reigning supre among Martial Apprentices. Compared with Foundation Establishnt, it’s entirely a different level!”

The noisy clamor below did not affect the two on the stage.

Yue Baoshan started by clasping his fists: “Yue Baoshan of the Yue Family.”

Chu Feng returned the gesture: “Chu Feng.”

He narrowed his eyes: “The Yue Family from Yu Central?”

Yue Baoshan nodded: “Yes.”

Chu Feng frowned: “Don’t you think it’s a bit excessive for you to participate in the Martial Arts Grand Exam at your Foundation Establishnt realm?”

Yue Baoshan scoffed: “Are you scared?

“I have my reasons that I must participate, and I’ve put everything on the line in ways you can’t imagine…

“No matter what, I must take first place!”

He looked at the audience below, glowering at him, and said coldly and defiantly: “Excessive? Rigged?

“I’m here to teach you that the weak don’t have the right to talk about fairness.

“In this world, the strong are honored!”

“Get off the stage!”

“Go to hell! You product of inbreeding!”

The audience below was instantly enraged, and a torrent of curses and obscenities rained down upon Yue Baoshan.

He just smirked, unfazed, but Chu Feng clearly saw the hand gripping the stick tighten.

Chu Feng pointed his sword tip towards the angered Yue Baoshan and chuckled, “Oh, even the ‘mighty’ can be so easily ruffled?”

Yue Baoshan sneered at his action, feeling that his pride was challenged, and taunted:

“When have I ever cared about the wails of the weak?

“Just give up and forfeit now. Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance!

“Once I make my move, it will all be too late!”

Chu Feng shook his head, ignoring his “rciful” declaration, and slowly said:

“There’s one thing you said that I can agree with…”

As he stepped like the swift wind, his form surged forward, and his sword-wielding silhouette instantly breached Yue Baoshan’s defensive circle, with a cold cry ringing out:

“…in this world, the strong are honored!”