“Many thanks for entertaining my request, Mister Mo,” said Feng Zitian as an imperceptible smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
Ling Chuxi sensitively caught sight of this barely-there smile and a bad hunch arose in her heart. From the looks of it, Feng Zitian obviously came prepared and Mo Kongyuan was depleted in energy because he had just helped her get rid of the extremely cold and gloomy qi in her body. If anything were to go wrong, not only would his reputation be lost, but even Nan Xia Country’s reputation would take a great loss too.
“Wait a minute, Mister Mo. This gentleman said that there is none amongst his peers in Nan Xia Country who are qualified to be his opponent. I feel a little dissatisfied with his conclusion, so why don’t you leave it to me to teach him a few good moves?” said Ling Chuxi calmly as she got to her feet.
“You?” Feng Zitian took a deep look at Ling Chuxi and shook his head in disdain.
“Why? You don’t dare?” said Ling Chuxi with the same disdain as she fired the same gaze Feng Zitian was looking at her with back at him. “It couldn’t be that you are afraid that I will take away your title of being the number one expert now, could it? Don’t forget that in the eyes of many people, I am considered the number one amongst the younger generation of various countries. If you truly do not dare to fight me, then forget it. However, you should throw away your title of number one expert, so that you don’t need to be afraid of becoming a joke when it is made known that you’re not.” Who was Ling Chuxi if not someone who could precisely step on someone else’s sore spots? She had long since seen that Feng Zitian was a faker who would use almost any method to gain fame, therefore, the moment she opened her mouth, she pressed down hard onto this sore spot of his.
Feng Zitian was hit by Ling Chuxi’s words right where it hurt, and his expression changed slightly as a result. He had always thought that faking being low profile was the style of an expert. However now, the surrounding countries only knew of Ling Chuxi. Who knew about him? Even quite a lot of young people in Ding Lin Country treated Ling Chuxi as their idol. If he continued to fake being low profile, he would just be lying to himself and others would not know who he is. Such an ending left him feeling dissatisfied, very dissatisfied, extremely dissatisfied!
“All right, then let me allow you to know who is truly the number one expert amongst the younger generation in Ding Lin along with every other country,” said Feng Zitian with a face filled with a ferocious aura.
Very quickly, everyone else present had retreated respectively, giving these two challengers some space.
Fu Chengyu and Ling Yichen both had hints of worry on their faces. Although Ling Chuxi’s cultivation had improved speedily, Feng Zitian was the disciple of Chu Fengyun, Ding Lin Country’s guardian, and he was acknowledged as the number one expert of the younger generation amongst those who knew of him. In this battle, how much of a chance did Ling Chuxi stand to win?
Even Mo Kongyuan’s expression was solemn. Feng Zitian had dared to challenge him. Even if it wasn’t under Chu Fengyun’s direct instruction, it was for sure to obtain his silent approval. His cultivation definitely had reliability to it. Although Ling Chuxi’s cultivation was not bad, but the mixture of skills she had learnt was too complicated, and therefore not refined and specialized enough. This was exactly the point Mo Kongyuan was worried about.
Mo Kongyuan concentrated and waited, ready to lend a saving hand the moment Ling Chuxi was in danger.
Comparatively, E Shulan and Si Nanchen were instead having excited and agitated expressions on their faces. They had each directly or indirectly taken a loss at Ling Chuxi’s hands and could not help but desperately wish for Feng Zitian to help them take revenge on her. As for winning or losing? With Ling Chuxi’s family origins, how could she possible be the match for a direct disciple of a country’s guardian? At least, that was what they thought.
“Please.”
“Please.”
After these opening words were spoken, Feng Zitian slowly took a step forward and a surge of tall and majestic domineering arrogance that came from heaven and earth emerged spontaneously. It was merely a step, yet it made one feel suppressed by a kind of prideful and domineering aura that could break the world.
Ling Chuxi’s eyes contracted slightly. This was a kind of artistic conception, the Great Fulfilment artistic conception belonging to Feng Zitian. As long as one’s cultivation abilities were a little weaker, when facing his domineering aura that could break through heaven and earth, one would definitely lose their battle intent.
Feng Zitian suddenly moved his feet swiftly, sending out a slap towards Ling Chuxi.
Fast, such a fast speed!
Strong, such strong Battle Qi!
Feng Zitian was indeed very strong!
