Stellar Rank Sword Cultivator? More than ten minutes passed, yet Wolf had not even touched the corner of Chu Feng's clothes. Instead, he himself was panting from exhaustion.
"Roar!!"
Unable to land an attack for so long, and hearing the faint discussions below the stage, Wolf's pride suffered a tremendous insult.
His eyes instantly turned blood-red. The muscles across his body swelled again at a visible rate, veins bulging beneath his skin one after another as an aura far more savage and bloodthirsty than before erupted with a bang.
"Berserk Bloodline! He's gone berserk!"
"That kid's dead for sure! Once Wolf goes berserk, his strength and speed at least double!"
"It's over, it's over! He's going to be torn to pieces!"
A wave of shocked cries erupted from the crowd.
Even facing Wolf after he had activated his bloodline talent, Chu Feng's expression remained unchanged.
"Die!"
Wolf let out a hoarse roar, moving so fast that a string of afterimages trailed through the air. A claw capable of crushing gold and stone reached straight for Chu Feng's heart.
Yet just as that claw was about to touch Chu Feng's body, Chu Feng moved.
He neither dodged nor blocked. He merely extended two fingers and lightly tapped Wolf's wrist.
Something bizarre happened.
Wolf's incomparably violent charge came to an abrupt stop. His entire body seemed to have slammed into an invisible wall, and the tremendous momentum threw him off balance, sending him sprawling forward in embarrassment.
The entire venue fell deathly silent.
Everyone stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what they had just seen.
"This... this is a secret transmission of the Battle Dao Academy?!" a young man in a Terra Academy uniform cried out.
The person beside him immediately asked, "What do you mean? That kid is from the Battle Dao