Chapter 399: What's There to Be Afraid Of?

Chu Feng held no fear for the so-called Spirit Sword Valley, nor did he pay it any mind.

If those people truly weren't afraid to die and decided to come for him, Chu Feng wouldn't mind killing a few of them.

His principle was simple: whoever was foolish enough to provoke him would be killed on the spot.

The competition in the Four Major Regions continued as scheduled, but from this point on, the number of casualties began to gradually decline.

Having learned from the first two rounds, contestants now surrendered the moment they realized they were outmatched. After all, surrender meant survival.

Besides, there were plenty of Foundation Establishment Realm staff members watching, not to mention four Martial Arts Venerables.

Anyone who dared to deliberately kill someone here must have a death wish.

The competition continued, match after match, whittling down the contestants.

The entire field was now down to just eighty people!

There was only a fifteen-minute break midway.

"Time's up! The competition will now resume. The round to advance from eighty to forty contestants... begins!"

The moment the staff member finished speaking, contestants immediately began taking the stage.

At this stage, every remaining contestant was a powerful expert. There was only one path forward: an all-out fight.

There was no victory without defeating one's opponent, and who, having come this far, would surrender easily?

Bai Han took the stage in this round. Of the Celestial Sword Sect's ten disciples, two had made it into the top eighty. If they could persevere, they would enter the top forty.

Such a showing was already excellent, surpassing that of many Major Sects.

After all, the disciples of the Celestial Sword Sect were stronger; the minimum standard for their participants was the Late-stage Qi Cultivation Realm.

Bai Xue was up against a disciple from the Wudang Sect. Her opponent was formidable, a master of all eighteen traditional Chinese weapons.

On the battle stage, opposite Bai Xue, stood an older disciple who looked to be almost fifty. This man was not powerfully built; on the contrary, he appeared gaunt and withered, as if he were gravely ill and a single gust of wind could knock him over.

"Celestial Sword Sect, Bai Xue."

"Wudang Sect, Wang Chenye," the Wudang disciple said. His voice was so faint and listless that anyone who didn't know better would have thought the man was on his deathbed.

After he spoke, a short sword materialized in each of his hands, glinting coldly.

Though they were only short swords, limiting his attack range, Bai Xue did not take him lightly. She suspected his strikes would be incredibly swift.

However, his speed would be of no use. Bai Xue was by no means slow herself, and her sword strikes were fierce.

No amount of speed would matter against Bai Xue, because she was just as fast.

TING! TING! TING...

The two exchanged a flurry of blows, their long and short swords clashing, sending sparks flying.

Their battle was fierce, a flurry of attacks and parries.

However, it wasn't long before the man began to falter, as his strength had not yet reached the Foundation Establishment Realm.

The only reason Bai Xue hadn't finished him off at the first opportunity was that she was simply using him to gain some combat experience.

"I surrender!"

With his concession, Bai Xue successfully advanced to the next round.

Meanwhile, the other disciple from the Celestial Sword Sect was knocked off the battle stage, failing to advance to the top forty.

Night fell quickly. Chu Tianshan made his way to the Venerable Hall, where the competition was still underway.

The tournament would not end until the final contestants were chosen; it would simply continue until then.

"Chu Feng, what is the Chu Family going to do now?" Chu Tianshan asked, his face etched with worry as he hurried over to Chu Feng.

"What's wrong? What's gotten into you?" Chu Feng asked, completely baffled. Nearby, Su Miaoke was pouring tea for Chu Tianshan.

"It's about Spirit Sword Valley, isn't it? Sooner or later, they'll find a chance to deliberately make trouble for our Chu Family. They have to, or they'll lose face. That's why I'm so worried," Chu Tianshan said grimly, sighing repeatedly.

Because Spirit Sword Valley was simply too powerful. They had numerous experts at the Martial Arts Peak alone. If the Chu Family ended up clashing with them, it would be extremely dangerous.

"What's there to worry about? Leave the people from Spirit Sword Valley to me. As long as they dare to act arrogant in front of me, I'll slaughter them until they're crying for their parents!" Chu Feng said indifferently.

If they decided to let it go this time and stopped their provocations, Chu Feng would be willing to drop the matter as well. But if they still insisted on courting death, then Chu Feng would be more than happy to oblige.

"Even so, you must be careful. Spirit Sword Valley has experts at the Martial Arts Limit, and they can call for reinforcements. It's very dangerous," Chu Tianshan said. He was truly worried; after all, Spirit Sword Valley was far stronger than the Qing Gang.

"Don't worry, I know all this. So what if they've reached the Martial Arts Limit? They're still made of flesh and blood. They can be slain all the same!" Chu Feng declared.

He was now truly fearless. Anyone who dared to challenge him would be slain, no exceptions. He didn't care who they were.

"You kid, what exactly is your strength now? Tell me the truth," Chu Tianshan asked curiously.

"It's nothing special," Chu Feng said. "Just a little bit stronger than the Martial Arts Limit, I suppose."