I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

"Kill him."

The White Eagle Guardian's silent command became the most deadly catalyst.

In the cloaked youth's scarlet eyes, the last shred of human reason was completely devoured by violence.

"roar--!"

A beastly roar, unlike any human speech, erupted from his throat, and the deathly and violent aura emanating from him instantly surged to its peak.

He moved.

There were no cultivation techniques, no martial arts skills, only the most primitive and savage collisions!

With a flash, the air was torn apart with a sharp explosion, and a pale hand, with five fingers forming a claw, went straight for Chu Feng's heart!

The speed was even faster than when they had ambushed Wu Kuang earlier!

Chu Feng's eyes narrowed, and instead of retreating, he advanced, delivering a simple punch to meet the attack.

boom!!!

As their fists and claws collided, a visible shockwave exploded outwards from the two of them, causing a spiderweb-like crack to appear on the hard obsidian arena!

Chu Feng swayed, but the young man remained completely still!

"Hmm?" Chu Feng frowned slightly. He felt that the power coming from the other party's claws was much stronger than before.

Before he could think it through, the boy's other hand had already become a blur, cunningly attacking his vital points.

boom! boom! boom!

In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged blows dozens of times within a small space.

Each collision was a pure physical clash, the dull impact sound like the beating of drums, making the audience below the stage jump with fear.

What horrified them even more was that the boy was fighting in a style of exchanging blows. Chu Feng's fists landed solidly on him, but he seemed to feel no pain, and his attacks became even more ferocious!

"What kind of monster is this?!" Chu Feng was also shocked.

His Nine Heavens Body Refining Technique was incredibly powerful; an ordinary Dao Palace Realm cultivator would be severely injured, if not killed, by taking a single punch. Yet this young man withstood several of his punches, and his aura not only didn't weaken, but instead grew stronger!

"Kid, something's off with this guy!"

In his mind, the Medicine King's voice was filled with solemnity, "He possesses an extremely violent bloodline power within him. This feeling... could he be the legendary berserker?!"

"Berserkers?" Lei Zhu's voice was tinged with shock. "Wasn't the Berserker race completely wiped out in the ancient times? How could they possibly still exist?!"

"The Mad Clan?" Chu Feng asked in his mind as he parried the attacks.

"The Berserkers, an extremely terrifying fighting race from ancient times!" The Medicine Emperor explained rapidly. "They are hailed as born warriors. Once their bloodline 'goes berserk,' they block out all pain, become tireless, and their combat power skyrockets. They grow stronger with each battle, only stopping when they tear their enemy to shreds or are completely reduced to mincemeat!"

"For this reason, countless powerful forces in ancient times coveted control of this unparalleled race, ultimately leading to the complete annihilation of the Mad Clan. Unexpectedly, today we encounter someone who appears to be a descendant of the Mad Clan!"

"However," the Medicine King changed the subject, "his body still contains a dense aura of death, it seems... that someone forcibly activated his bloodline using special secret techniques or drugs, turning him into a puppet who only knows how to kill!"

boom!

In the instant Chu Feng was distracted, the young man delivered a vicious knee strike, landing squarely on Chu Feng's abdomen.

puff!

Chu Feng groaned and spat out a mouthful of golden blood, flying backward more than ten meters before he managed to regain his footing.

"Little Wind!"

"younger brother!"

Below the stage, Chu Qingge and the other women all changed color, their hearts leaping into their throats.

"Hahaha! Die! Kill him!" Upon seeing this, the White Eagle Protector's face revealed a ferocious glee.

The sect leader of Taixu Sect and the others also curled up a cold smile, as if they could already see Chu Feng being torn to pieces.

Su Mei, the wife of the Holy Gate Master, watched the scene with great interest, her beautiful eyes sparkling. She parted her red lips slightly and said, "This little guy~"

On the arena, the young man, having landed a successful blow, did not stop and once again transformed into a blood-red afterimage, shooting towards Chu Feng!

"Interesting." Chu Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes showing no fear but instead burning with overwhelming fighting spirit.

"Since we're going to compete in physical strength, then I'll show you what true power really is!"

Chu Feng took a deep breath and held nothing back.

"Thor's Fist!"

Rumble!

Purple lightning power gathered wildly on his right fist, and ferocious lightning dragons coiled around it, emitting deafening roars!

Facing the oncoming youth, Chu Feng neither dodged nor avoided, but instead unleashed a punch!

This punch seemed to have summoned divine thunder from the heavens, carrying the supreme power to judge all things!

boom--!!!

The fist collided with the boy's claws again, and this time, the sound was no longer a muffled thud, but a deafening roar like thunder!

A violent surge of lightning instantly enveloped the boy!

Immediately, the boy was struck dumb, his body stiffened abruptly, and he flew backward, a huge bloody hole appearing in his chest, revealing his bare white bones.

"Get up! Keep fighting! Kill him!" Below the stage, the White Eagle Protector watched the boy fall, a hint of urgency flashing in his eyes. His hands moved rapidly, forming hand seals, and he chanted incantations.

An invisible spell entered the boy's mind.

The boy's bloodshot eyes, which were about to glaze over, were once again filled with pain and violence. He struggled and actually tried to get up from the ground!

"court death!"

A cold glint flashed in Chu Feng's eyes, and his gaze instantly locked onto the White Eagle Protector below the stage.

He suddenly raised his right hand, his index fingers together, and a destructive bolt of lightning frantically gathered at his fingertips.

"Thunderclap Finger!"

call out!

A bolt of lightning, condensed to its extreme, disregarded spatial distance and instantly appeared in front of Protector White Eagle!

Protector White Eagle's expression changed drastically. He hadn't expected that Chu Feng would still have the strength to attack him even in the midst of the fierce battle! In a hurry, he activated all his spiritual power and set up a thick spiritual power shield in front of him.

Click!

The shield shattered instantly, as thin as paper.

"puff!"

As if struck by a heavy blow, the White Eagle Protector coughed up a mouthful of blood and flew backward in a disheveled state, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief.

As the secret incantation ended, the ferocity and crimson in the boy's eyes receded like a tide, and a trace of clarity returned.

He glanced at his broken body, then at Chu Feng, and a relieved smile appeared on his cold face.

"Thank you..."

He managed to utter two words before collapsing to the ground, his breath weak and feeble.

At this moment, the Medicine Emperor's voice rang out: "Boy, this Mad Clan bloodline, if we can help him break free from control and bring him under our command, would be a considerable fighting force!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng's eyes flickered for a few seconds. He stepped forward, took out a pill, and gave it to the boy to stabilize his injuries.

He then helped the boy up and off the stage.

At this moment, the entire venue fell silent.

Everyone was completely stunned by this bloody and domineering scene.

"Sixth group, come on stage!"

The elder of the Dao Alliance broke the silence with his authoritative voice.

Upon hearing this, Chu Qingge did not hesitate at all. With a sway of her body, she landed gracefully on the arena like a ray of cool moonlight.

Her appearance once again drew everyone's attention.

At that moment, from the Taixu Sect's camp, a tall, imposing young man with an undisguised hostility in his eyes also leaped up.

It was none other than Li Xuan, the senior disciple of the Taixu Sect in this generation!

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, his gaze fixed intently on Chu Qingge, and he sneered, "You're Chu Feng's sister? Very well. He killed people from my Taixu Sect and became an enemy of my sect. Today, I'll settle some of the score with you first!"

Before he finished speaking, a powerful aura of the first level of the Formless Realm suddenly erupted, and he drew his longsword, ready to make a move.

However, his answer was a sword light that was incredibly fast.