"This..."
Inside the practice room, Wu Tian had been brought to his knees and instantly defeated in a single move.
All the Core Disciples widened their eyes as they stared at the figure in a black short-sleeved shirt.
Stunned. Shocked.
Hadn't they said Wu Tian possessed the strength of an Amateur Ninth Dan?
How could this be? How had he lost so cleanly?
"Too weak."
Chen Feng's tone was calm as his cold gaze swept toward Pei Yue, who stood not far away and was equally shocked.
The two looked at each other. Chen Feng stared at him for a full two seconds.
Fear Value +1!
Fear Value +1!
"Hm?"
Chen Feng's gaze paused as he saw the prompt that had suddenly appeared before him.
In a daze, it felt as though A Trace of invisible power had emerged from the crowd of onlookers, only to be forcibly absorbed by the green Mark on the back of his hand.
Somewhat surprised, he suddenly thought of his Green Armor talent.
It grew by acquiring fear.
Then, before he could regain consciousness and think it through—
Pei Yue averted his eyes, turned his head away, and hurried over to support the unconscious Wu Tian.
Some of the other disciples also revealed expressions of awe.
"Fear?"
"They're afraid of me?"
Thoughtfully, Chen Feng roughly understood how Green Armor grew.
He wanted to keep testing it, but his vision soon darkened slightly as the tall, burly Cao Tong stepped in front of him, separating him from Pei Yue.
"This guy..."
Cao Tong's face was helpless, and a flash of surprise passed through his eyes.
His failure to stop the farce between the two of them had been his mistake.
But what truly concerned him was the power Chen Feng had unleashed just now.
Subconsciously,