Chapter 58

The judge shouted angrily: "Stop it!"

Chen Feng completely ignored him, as if he hadn't heard, and condensed a large hand seal, striking Su Shaoyou again. Su Shaoyou's chest caved in, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his body twisting and deforming.

If it weren't for his formidable body at the Sixth Level of the Later Heaven stage, and the fact that he had been fed heavenly treasures by Su Zhaodong since childhood, he would have been killed by Chen Feng's punch.

Chen Feng walked up to him, stepped on his face, and sneered, "Did it feel good to step on my face just now? Huh? Did it?"

He truly had the intention to kill.

Despite his own restraint, Su Shaoyou had repaid kindness with enmity, and this person was extremely despicable!

Han Cong shouted excitedly, "Good job, Chen Feng! Well done!"

Zhao Ruoxi looked utterly shocked and disbelieving.

Su Shaoyou's eyes were filled with immense fear as he begged pitifully, "Please, don't kill me, don't kill me, I beg you..."

The judge, with a dark face, walked up to Chen Feng and scolded, "Little brat, didn't you hear me tell you to stop?"

Chen Feng sneered, "When he was trying to kill me, why didn't you stop him? His life is a life, but mine isn't?"

"Are you daring to talk back? Do you still respect me as a teacher?" the judge raged.

"Disrespecting a teacher and harming a fellow disciple, a person like you is a menace! You truly deserve to die!"

"You are being unfair, so of course I dare to talk back! The sect appointed you as a judge, not to abuse your power. If you don't believe me, ask the people around you, and see who thinks you are right?" Chen Feng was unyielding.

"Little brat, I will cripple you now! I am also an elder of the Punishment Hall, and I now declare that you will be imprisoned in the Punishment Hall's dungeon!"

"You can talk about these principles after you are in the dungeon!"

The judge sneered and punched out, a massive and overwhelming aura instantly enveloping Chen Feng's entire body.

He was actually going to commit murder right there!

But Chen Feng found that this time, he was not completely helpless; his body could still move.

It turned out that this elder was not a Divine Gate realm expert but at the peak of the Ninth Level of the Later Heaven stage, a half-step to the Divine Gate.

The difference between a half-step to the Divine Gate and the Divine Gate realm was enormous.

Chen Feng was powerless against a Divine Gate realm expert, but he still had a chance against a peak Ninth Level expert!

He roared, his voice filled with anger at the injustice, and his entire body's true qi surged, almost all of it, to deliver the Impervious Vajra Seal!

He himself had the strength of ten thousand catties, and the Impervious Vajra Seal could amplify his strength by 120%. Combined with his full effort, this Impervious Vajra Seal had a force of fifteen thousand catties!

A peak Ninth Level expert had the strength of twenty thousand catties!

The judge's attack collided with the Impervious Vajra Seal, which immediately dissipated, but the judge was also forced to take a step back!

Everyone was shocked.

Chen Feng was actually so powerful? He could actually resist an elder!

"What realm is Chen Feng in? He actually forced back an elder!"

"Too terrifying, the Punishment Hall elder is at least a peak Ninth Level expert!"

"What is Chen Feng hiding? To force back an elder, his strength must be among the top twenty of the outer sect disciples!"

After delivering the Impervious Vajra Seal, Chen Feng felt his meridians and dantian empty, his entire body drained of strength, and he could only stand by sheer willpower.

But he was smiling, a confident smile.

So, I am this powerful!

The judge wanted to launch another attack, but Han Cong had already stopped him.

"Han Cong, you wait. If you dare to protect this little brat, when Elder Su returns, you won't be spared!" The judge glared coldly at Han Cong, then carried Su Shaoyou and hurried away.

Su Shaoyou was severely injured, and there was still a chance of recovery if he was treated now. If it was delayed, it would be too late.

Chen Feng's body swayed, but he held on, walking to the edge of the platform and facing the thousands of disciples below, he said, word by word, "I won!"

"It was me who won!"

After a brief silence, a chorus of cheers erupted from below.

The disciples looked at Chen Feng with admiration, their cheers ringing out, and a sense of reverence rising in their hearts.

Most of them were ordinary disciples, bullied and oppressed, and they also wanted to resist, but they lacked the courage and strength.

But Chen Feng had done what they dared not do.

At this moment, many saw Chen Feng as their spiritual leader.

At this moment, glory belonged to Chen Feng!

Han Cong had already left Chen Feng's side and walked to the stunned Zhao Ruoxi, patting his shoulder and smiling, "How about it? Want to make a bet? Chen Feng will win the next match too."

"Bet! Why not bet?"

Zhao Ruoxi, with red eyes, asked, "What do we bet?"

"I still have a piece of unfinished dragon meat, let's use that as the stake. As for you..." Han Cong pointed to Zhao Ruoxi's waist and said slowly, "Your short sword will do!"

"Fine!"

Zhao Ruoxi cherished his sword, but at this moment, he was so consumed by anger and jealousy that he couldn't think straight.

He just wanted to see Chen Feng die!

Han Cong took Chen Feng away.

He whispered, "Chen Feng, how are your hands? Will it affect your next battle?"