Zhou Feng had gathered a lot of information from Shen Lang's previous actions, like how he injured Qin Hun and had two powerful Bone Demons.
He also recalled how, before the trial began a while ago, the elusive Dean had personally given an order: they were to wait for Shen Lang's arrival, or they would rather forfeit the trial.
All of these things, centered on one person, had led Zhou Feng to unconsciously view Shen Lang as a legend.
Seeing how seriously Shen Lang had spoken earlier, with no intention of dodging the issue or being perfunctory, he had already come to believe that Shen Lang could indeed refine a Flying Spiritual Artifact.
Now, seeing that Sun Qing wasn't taking the bait, he knew it was his turn to step up.
"Have the years completely worn away your drive? Can't you even compare to a few youngsters? Never mind, Shen Lang. I bet this old codger doesn't dare to wager. Let's just forget it..."
Sun Qing was instantly so furious his teeth itched...
