Campus Cultivation Master-Chapter 692 - 0694: Only One Sentence Left

Li Xiaoran, upon hearing Chu Feng’s words, was completely worried. However, no matter what, she did not want Chu Feng to lose.

Just then, there was also the sound of knocking from outside.

The door opened, and it was someone from the Qi Family, coming to announce that it was time for the competition.

Chu Feng straightened his clothes and, holding his tea set and tea leaves, left the room.

Outdoors, he arrived at the competition area, where everyone truly saw Chu Feng’s face for the first time.

"So young! Even younger than imagined. Could he be twenty years old?"

This was everyone’s first impression of Chu Feng.

Since he started practicing Cultivation, Chu Feng’s skin had become fairer and more radiant, making many young girls very envious, and making him look even younger than twenty.

"Such a radiant young man, it would be wonderful to have something happen with him." Those who thought this way were some thirsty young women and some spring-fevered young girls.

After all, Chu Feng was handsome and he looked quite attractive.

Of course, Chu Feng’s value was also one of the reasons that attracted their gaze.

However, there were also quite a few people who were secretly observing, wanting to see what was different about Chu Feng, to lay a solid foundation for their future moves or mergers.

After Chu Feng ascended the stage, Qi Wen, dressed in a Hanfu, finally appeared last.

Among the Qi Family, Qi Wen seemed the most agreeable to Chu Feng.

Qi Wen truly looked like an elegant scholar. Although an enemy, he did not give off a displeasing impression.

It was even hard to associate him with ruthless enemies. He was just a scholar.

However, Chu Feng still noticed something—Qi Wen knew Kung Fu. This was rare among the descendants of great households, and Qi Wen’s Kung Fu was not weak; he had already reached the Profound Level in Cultivation.

Only his appearance was quite misleading. Probably no one would guess he was a Xuan Level Expert. And that was his greatest reliance, should he decide to launch a surprise attack, probably no one would think a scholar would know Martial Arts.

This was Qi Wen’s Trump Card, and also his last resort for saving his life. But this move couldn’t be concealed from Chu Feng.

As Chu Feng sized up Qi Wen, Qi Wen also sized up Chu Feng.

And those below, seeing such young faces competing with stakes in the hundreds of millions, truly felt old.

They no longer had the vigor they once had. Now, they could only watch Chu Feng and others struggle, recalling their own glorious years.

The host, seeing that both Chu Feng and Qi Wen had arrived on stage, then asked, "Mr. Chu, is there anything you would like to say to your opponent?"

Chu Feng looked at the host and said, "Am I only allowed to say one sentence?"

The host was taken aback, as she had never encountered such a situation before.

The host awkwardly smiled and said, "Mr. Chu, you really are humorous. This is the first time I’ve encountered such a question. However, I believe there should be no limit to just one sentence. But I do hope that you can keep it brief."

After hearing the host’s words, Chu Feng ’breathed a sigh of relief’ and said, "If you were to say only one sentence remaining, I really would be conflicted because I wouldn’t know whether to answer ’I am very happy’ or ’who will reimburse my train ticket here.’"

Hearing Chu Feng’s words, the crowd below burst into hearty laughter.

"This Chu Feng really has a sense of humor; he would surely be a lot of fun as a little lover," thought a glamorous young woman as she laughed.

The host, unable to refrain from laughing, said, "Mr. Chu, you really have a sense of humor, but besides those two, do you have anything else you want to say to your opponent?"

Chu Feng said, "You should ask him first. I wouldn’t want to steal the host’s spotlight; that would make many people hold a grudge."

The host quickly adapted and turned to Qi Wen, saying, "Young Master Qi, the Qi family is the organizer this time. And the Tea Immortal Family has been around for a thousand years. I believe Young Master Qi has a lot to say to your opponent, perhaps as a host, you could put in some good words for your opponent."

Before the host finished speaking, Chu Feng said, "I say, host, isn’t your bias a bit too obvious? It’s true I am a guest, but your bias shouldn’t be so blatant. If you go on like this, it’s really putting a lot of pressure on me. What if I perform poorly, will you compensate the four hundred million?"

Chu Feng really didn’t care about the rules or constraints.

Upon hearing Chu Feng speak so plainly, the host’s face turned rather awkward.

After all, she was paid by the Qi Family; if she didn’t speak in favor of the Qi Family, could she speak for Chu Feng? Wouldn’t that be like smashing her own rice bowl?

But Chu Feng really didn’t know the etiquette; his own awkwardness might make him appear petty.

But since Chu Feng had spoken, she had to explain.

"Mr. Chu, you voluntarily gave up this first chance, did you change your mind? I can let you speak first," the host asked.

Chu Feng said, "I haven’t changed my mind, let him speak first."

The host continued looking toward Qi Wen, saying, "Young Master Qi, do you have anything you want to say to your opponent?"

Clearly intimidated by Chu Feng, she didn’t bother repeating the complicated flattery.

Qi Wen looked at Chu Feng and also felt that Chu Feng was not simple. Chu Feng seemed to be causing a stir, but actually, he was disrupting the atmosphere in the entire arena, disrupting his own Qi Cultivation Technique.

Losing face now, if he later defeated him, all the lost face would be regained.

Everyone cares only about the outcome; who cares about what exactly the process was like?

Liu Bang ultimately became the Emperor; does anyone care about how Liu Bang once cruelly pushed his own wife and children off the carriage while escaping?

So, Chu Feng is truly a very wise man, and this Qi Wen greatly admires.

Qi Wen took the microphone and calmly said, "My opponent is strong."

Qi Wen simply stated, he certainly wouldn’t tell everyone how Chu Feng had disrupted his Qi Cultivation Technique, because saying that wouldn’t benefit him at all. On the contrary, it would seem like he couldn’t afford to lose.

"How about you, Young Master Chu?" the host passed the microphone to Chu Feng and asked.

Chu Feng looked for a long time and thought seriously before finally saying, "My opponent looks good."

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