That raised index finger looked so tiny on the vast platform, which stretched a hundred miles in every direction, yet it was impossible to ignore.
"Come at me!"
The three words rang clearly through the arena's sound system, reaching every corner with a casual taunt.
After freezing for half a second, the livestream chat exploded.
"Holy crap! Did I hear that right? Is he taunting Chu Feng?"
"He's lost his mind! That kid has to be crazy! Who does he think he's facing? One of those nobodies he took out in three seconds earlier?"
Fans of the other contestants weren't having it. "Who are you calling a nobody? If you've got the guts, get in there yourself! All you can do is type, huh?"
"Does he have a death wish? Chu Feng's a notorious battle maniac. Keep this up, and he'll leave you with psychological scars!"
"I'm already laughing. I can't wait to see Chen Yan get taught a lesson by 'Master of All Martial Arts'!"
Amid the uproar, Chu Feng stood at the center of the storm, yet remained remarkably calm. Chen Yan's lazy posture and taunting finger stirred not the slightest ripple in his heart.
Only his teacher's words from not long ago echoed in his mind.
"Xiao Feng, from now on, you don't need to report to the Martial Arts Research Center for work."
"You've entered Professional Rank 9 with a flawless foundation. All you need to do now is grasp the true meaning of will as soon as possible."
"Your mental power and vital energy are advancing side by side, which is good. But martial arts isn't just about throwing punches; it's also about cultivating the mind. Only by uniting body and mind can you break your limits, knock on Heaven's Pass, and become a Martial