Campus Cultivation Master-Chapter 693 - 0695: Tea Battle or Imitation Show

What kind of evaluation is this? Praise, satire, or just a plain assessment?

The crowd below was all buzzing with discussion, repeatedly pondering over Chu Feng’s words. Even Qi Wen himself was contemplating what Chu Feng really meant by his words.

However, they all misunderstood Chu Feng; he genuinely meant it as just a plain assessment. He truly thought that Qi Wen’s traditional Han attire was quite good.

Chu Feng was even annoyed that he hadn’t thought of this strategy himself. Perhaps it could have scored him major points.

But Chu Feng wasn’t going to explain himself; what others chose to believe was their own concern. Their confusion had nothing to do with him.

The host was stunned, unsure how to proceed.

She too was wondering how to inquire what exactly Chu Feng meant.

"Are we going to start the competition, or should I just take my money and leave?" Chu Feng urged.

Only then did the host snap back to reality and said, "Let the competition begin."

It was an instinctive response from the host. After she spoke, she regretted her behavior. Her performance was indeed too discourteous and also a failure.

Qi Wen was also annoyed because, unknowingly, his thoughts had been completely disrupted by Chu Feng.

He started to believe that Chu Feng did it on purpose, but this was a true misunderstanding of his classmate Chu Feng.

Apart from initially being intentional, the rest of Chu Feng’s behavior was a genuine expression of his real personality.

But now that the competition had started, he could only gather his thoughts.

The tension between the two competitors was palpable, igniting the crowd’s emotions as well.

Betting began, and despite Chu Feng’s lackluster performance, some still believed he possessed a secret heritage. Of course, the majority still believed in Qi Wen.

After all, the Qi Family is a prestigious Tea Immortal Family with a tremendous heritage.

Qi Wen knelt behind the table, his eyes tightly shut. Chu Feng also knelt behind the table, but unlike Qi Wen, he didn’t close his eyes; instead, he stared at Qi Wen.

Qi Wen noticed Chu Feng staring at him but didn’t react. He had convinced himself that Chu Feng was deliberately trying to disrupt his composure, to make him lose the battle in terms of presence.

Qi Wen took time, a total of fifteen minutes, to adjust his state of mind before he finally made his move.

With a slap on the table, a brocade box flew up.

Qi Wen caught it with one hand as it fell into his grasp.

As Qi Wen opened the brocade box, a subtle fragrance instantly spread throughout the venue.

The scent was truly intoxicating, making one feel completely surrounded by an ocean of tea.

"Is this Immortal Crane Golden Tea? Wasn’t it long extinct?" exclaimed someone knowledgeable about tea.

Legend has it that during the Song Dynasty, an old monk saved an immortal crane. In gratitude, the crane somehow brought back a tea plant. The plant gleamed with golden light, and its leaves were not green but gold, hence its name.

However, for unknown reasons, no one had seen Immortal Crane Golden Tea since the Ming Dynasty. No one thought it would ever appear again.

Some old tea connoisseurs in the crowd were moved to tears. To behold such a top-tier golden tea before dying was truly a death without regrets for them.

At the same time, Chu Feng made his move.

With the exact same gesture, Chu Feng opened another brocade box.

The same wave of tea fragrance pervaded the venue. The aroma opened everyone’s pores, refreshing them as though they had eaten Ginsengfruit.

The aromas of the two teas seemed to be competing, yet they did not interfere with each other, allowing moments of wandering through a sea of tea, followed by a complete bodily relaxation.

"This is Ginseng Tea. The root resembles ginseng, and apart from inside the Red Wall, I have never heard of this tea tree elsewhere. Its annual yield is less than five kilograms. It’s priceless."

Qi Wen had not expected Chu Feng would have gotten hold of Ginseng Tea.

Though Ginseng Tea was not as famous as his own Immortal Crane Golden Tea, it could still be considered a rare treasure.

In terms of tea, the two competitors could be said to be evenly matched.

Qi Wen put the tea into a small mill; he was prepared to brew it via an ancient technique. First, he crushed the tea, then ground it into powder, and brewed it.

This was the true ancient method of brewing tea, certainly the most authentic and traditional. It was far more genuine than those so-called performative Tea Ceremonies of today. This method truly brought out the flavor of the tea, rather than just ’art’.

Qi Wen did it this way, Chu Feng did likewise, even if one observed closely. Whether it was strength or speed, Chu Feng almost matched Qi Wen exactly.

Li Xiaoran stood above, watching Chu Feng and was truly frustrated; she regretted betting on Chu Feng’s victory.

Could he be learning and selling this skill on the spot?

Soon everyone and the host had noticed this issue as well.

This made everyone present somewhat frustrated. Could it be that Chu Feng’s mysterious inheritance was related to the Tea Immortal Family?

However, upon closer observation, Chu Feng was constantly watching Qi Wen’s movements and was completely imitating him.

Though the imitation was incredibly alike, it was unbelievable. But this was a Tea Battle, not an imitation show.

Qi Wen also started to feel annoyed. What exactly was Chu Feng trying to do? Was he deliberately imitating him in order to make him look foolish, or did he really understand the Tea Ceremony, and this was his strategy?

Qi Wen felt his mood becoming a bit chaotic, but he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Qi Wen began to boil water. His tea set was also very precious and was clearly antique.

Of course, Chu Feng’s was not inferior; it was one of fewer than five sets still in existence.

Qi Wen started boiling water, so did Chu Feng.

Moreover, Chu Feng discovered that Qi Wen was using his Inner Strength to make the water boil quickly, and he also left his Inner Strength in the spring water.

Chu Feng copied exactly, using his own Spiritual Energy to boil water and likewise left his Spiritual Energy in the spring water.

Qi Wen was really furious. Chu Feng was just imitating him. He used Inner Strength, and Chu Feng also used Inner Strength, and the actions were exactly the same.

Of course, this was Chu Feng’s strategy. Chu Feng wanted to win the competition, but since he did not understand the Tea Ceremony, he had to use this method, imitating Qi Wen’s every move to eventually succeed.

But with Chu Feng doing this, the audience began to get upset.

"We did not come to watch an imitation show."

"We want to see a real Tea Battle. Is this supposed to be the main event?"

Various voices were heard, but they were overwhelmingly critical of Chu Feng.

Even the host could hardly bear to watch anymore.

The host approached Chu Feng and said, "Young Master Chu, I don’t mean to disturb you, but Mr. Chu, I’d like to ask why you are imitating Young Master Qi in every step?"

Chu Feng looked up at the host and responded, "Is there a rule that says I can’t imitate?"

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