"What the f***ing hell is going on here?"
This time, it wasn't just the Chu Family members; even many outsiders who didn't know Chu Feng turned their gazes toward him.
"Who is that kid? He's making the opponents concede one after another."
"Don't know. Judging by his clothing, he's probably an Inner Sect disciple of the Azure Dragon Sect. I don't think we've seen him at the Chu Family clan competition in past years."
"Not simple, definitely not simple. Making his opponents afraid before even fighting—that kind of intimidating aura, who knows what he'll be capable of in the future?"
Some of the onlookers began to focus on Chu Feng, vaguely feeling he was likely someone extraordinary.
"Pah, what are you thinking? He's just a piece of trash from the Chu Family," a Chu Family man who disliked Chu Feng said unhappily.
"Oh? This brother seems to know that young man?" a burly man expressed his doubt.
"Of course I know him. I'm from the Chu Family, so I'm well aware—this kid is just trash."
"Just you watch. This kid definitely bribed Chu Cheng and Chu Zhen, and he's bluffing. I guarantee he will lose his next match for sure," the Chu Family man stated with certainty.
"Heh, this brother, you must be prejudiced against that young man. Not to tell you off, but you're an adult—why get hung up on a child like that?" the burly man laughed.
"What? Are you saying I'm slandering him? I'm just stating facts!" The Chu Family man grew furious.
"Alright then, I'll make a bet with you. If what you say is true and that young man loses his next match, all my silver coins are yours. If not, hehe, you know what happens..." The burly man casually pulled out a silver tael.
"Bet then! You think I'm scared?" Seeing money practically handed to him, how could the Chu Family man refuse? He readily produced a silver tael of his own.
"I concede!" But just then, a cry rang out from the center of the Martial Arts Arena again.
Looking over, the Chu Family man was shocked to see it was once again Chu Feng's combat platform. And this time, the opponent forfeiting was Chu Gao.
"Damn it, this is so weird?" The Chu Family man was left speechless, his thoughts thrown into disarray.
"Heh heh, brother, sorry—you lose." Upon seeing this, the burly man didn't stand on ceremony. With a grin, he took the silver coins from the man's hand.
Watching his own silver tael vanish just like that, the Chu Family man felt a sharp pain of loss. Then he said, "Dare you to bet again? This time I'll put up three silver coins!"
"Bet! You think I'm scared?" the burly man agreed instantly.
"Hey, brother, can I get in on this? I bet the young man wins."
"Count me in too! I bet on the young man winning!" At the same time, several other meddlesome onlookers crowded around.
"Come, come, come! Everyone's welcome! Who else? I'm in this until the end today!" The Chu Family man grew desperate and pulled out his money pouch, dumping out dozens of silver coins onto the table.
With Chu Cheng, Chu Zhen, and now Chu Gao conceding in succession, the spectator stands had descended into chaos.
Not only were the Chu Family members stunned, but even the outsiders were dumbfounded. More and more people began to speculate about who exactly Chu Feng was.
They had heard of Chu Guyu. They had heard of Chu Hongfei. After all, those two were genius-level youths who had joined first-rate sects. But what was this Chu Feng's background?
While people were racking their brains for an answer, Chu Feng himself was feeling quite helpless. He had intended to show off his skills at the clan competition, but he hadn't expected this kind of situation.
And just as Chu Feng was feeling vexed, a graceful figure stepped onto the combat platform. Looking closely, it was Chu Xue.
"Brother Chu Feng, congratulations on winning four consecutive victories," Chu Xue said sweetly.
"Chu Xue, don't tease me," Chu Feng said with a dry laugh. But he quickly realized something was off. "Four times? It's only been three, Chu Xue... don't tell me you..."