The battles that followed, Chu Feng felt, were getting more and more boring—they were nothing like the blood-pumping excitement he had initially imagined.
In fact, during the attribute test, he should have realized that his level had already surpassed No.1 Middle School by a whole version update.
For him, the current Martial Arts Grand Exam was a bit like playing house—it couldn't withstand his vigorous kneading at all.
"Although I really don't want to admit it, my battlefield doesn't seem to be here.
"Only on the Demon Battlefield can I grow stronger at a faster pace…"
Lost in thought, Chu Feng cleanly defeated his third opponent.
This time, he didn't recognize the candidate he was fighting against, so he didn't even offer a serious expression.
A few brutally forceful strikes sent the opponent flying off the stage and eliminated them from the competition.
It's like sending a brick flying with a powerful punch.
