"Zhao Shuning, are you crazy?"
Zhao Xiangxiang quickly stepped forward and grabbed her.
"Do you know that this Nan Feng is the lord of Xuanguang Mansion? Don't be deceived by his young age of only thirteen. He's one of the four most outstanding disciples of the Wang family!"
At this moment, Xie Yu also stepped forward and said, "Boss, it's not that I doubt your strength, but only a few people know your identity. If you expose yourself here, won't you be asking for trouble?"
Xie Yuan also chimed in, "Senior, you need to think this through. Look, with so many people watching, here and now?"
Zhao Shuning said, "Stop."
Those people stopped their discussion.
"I know what I'm doing. Don't worry."
On the opposite side, Nan Feng saw the large group of people standing there and sneered, "Zhao Shuning, if you withdraw now, you still—"
"Can I admit defeat and withdraw now?"
Nan Feng didn't expect that before he could finish his mocking words, Zhao Shuning would pick up the conversation. What did she mean by that?
Nan Feng said, "If you want to withdraw now, that's fine. But you have to admit your incompetence and that you're not qualified to be an inner - sect disciple of our Wang family. And you have to—"
Zhao Shuning's eyes lit up. She quickly said, "I admit defeat. I withdraw. I can't beat you, and I don't mind not becoming an inner - sect disciple of the Wang family."
Becoming an inner - sect disciple of the Wang family? She, Zhao Shuning, didn't care about it at all.
She came here mainly for a promise from the Wang family to secure a foothold for the Zhao family in Yanqing City. If Nan Feng didn't pick on her, that would be great.
As long as she was the champion of this competition, it didn't really matter whether she had a match with Nan Feng or not.
She wasn't going to act beyond her means just for the sake of showing off.
Zhao Shuning's words left Nan Feng speechless. He thought his mockery would arouse Zhao Shuning's fighting spirit, but he didn't expect her to take the easy way out.
"Zhao Shuning, do you have any sense of shame?"
"What's shame? Can it be eaten?"
Nan Feng was furious.
"You can bear such humiliation. You've really shamed all of us spiritual pharmacists."
"Hey, could you please watch your mouth? What do you mean by shaming all spiritual pharmacists? I'm just being realistic. Do you understand what that means? You're just a reckless fool with simple - mindedness and well - developed limbs."
Nan Feng was so angry that he couldn't say a word.
He never thought that an eight - year - old girl could be so sharp - tongued and aggressive, without any of the pride a spiritual pharmacist should have.
"Hey, so is it okay? If I admit defeat, you won't force me to have a match with you, right?"
Nan Feng frowned and said, "Impossible."
At this moment, he was itching to tear the girl in front of him to pieces. How could he let Zhao Shuning off so easily?
As if she had expected this outcome, Zhao Shuning spread her hands and said, "You should have said so earlier. You don't seem like a man of your word."
Zhao Shuning was now on guard.
Facing this baseless match initiated by Nan Feng, she had no right to refuse. And Xie Yu was right. With so many eyes watching, if she wanted to keep her identity as an alchemist a secret, she could only use spiritual energy during the fight.
And her spiritual energy was only at the third level.
It would be extremely difficult to defeat Nan Feng.
But there was no other way. If she wanted the Zhao family to gain a foothold in Yanqing City, this fight was inevitable.
If it weren't for Nan Feng's sudden appearance, this match would have been much easier.
"Senior, have you thought this through? You've already—"
Zhao Shuning had already expended a lot of energy saving the spiritual beast. Even a fourth - level spiritual pharmacist like the poisonous snake wouldn't be so confident in fighting Nan Feng, let alone Zhao Shuning.
"You all step back."
When Zhao Shuning was joking, she seemed extremely relaxed. But when she was serious, her whole body was filled with a special aura. This aura was so powerful that no one dared to get close.
Nan Feng now spread his hands, and spiritual energy began to gather in the air.
This move of his could directly gather the spiritual energy in the air. The old guy Wang Cheng from the Wang family was really willing to pass on such a technique to Nan Feng.
Spiritual energy also began to appear in Zhao Shuning's hands.
But it was obvious to anyone with a discerning eye that the color of the spiritual energy gathered by Zhao Shuning was much weaker than that of Nan Feng.
Nan Feng glanced at it and sneered disdainfully.
"A mere third - level spiritual pharmacist actually dares to challenge this lord so recklessly. It's a pity that such a good talent will die because of your arrogance today."
"It's not over yet. It's still unknown who will die."
Zhao Shuning gathered the spiritual energy in her hand into a long whip and whipped it hard in Nan Feng's direction.
"Child's play."
Nan Feng looked disdainful. He gently turned his body and nimbly dodged Zhao Shuning's attack. At the same time, the spiritual energy in his hand turned into a galloping tiger and rushed towards Zhao Shuning.
Zhao Shuning could only condense spiritual energy into a weapon, while Nan Feng could turn spiritual energy into a vivid tiger. With such a huge gap, how could Zhao Shuning have any chance of winning?
The tiger rushed towards Zhao Shuning. Zhao Shuning cursed under her breath, withdrew her weapon, and focused on dealing with the tiger formed by spiritual energy.
"What bad luck. Challenging a fourth - level from the third level. I must be out of my mind."
At this moment, Nan Feng folded his arms and stood in the center of the stage, starting to watch the show.
Zhao Shuning was in a much worse situation. She was being chased by the tiger formed by spiritual energy. She whipped the tiger, but the tiger was even more agile than real animals and disappeared in an instant.
After several rounds, Zhao Shuning's clothes were already soaked with sweat.
Her body heaved up and down with the intense movement.
"I'm really impressed with myself. I dared to take on such a task."
"Zzz—"
The sound of claws tearing clothes. Zhao Shuning was distracted for a moment, and half of her sleeve was torn off by the tiger formed by spiritual energy.
There were several bloodstains on Zhao Shuning's arm.
She took a few steps back and finally stabilized herself.
Suddenly, the space above the competition stage began to distort extremely. Even Nan Feng was forced to kneel on the stage under the huge pressure of spiritual energy.
"Emperor! Don't be impulsive!"
In an instant, the venue returned to its previous state.
What just happened? That extreme space distortion? Could it be their illusion?
At this moment, only Xie Yuan looked at the top floor of the elegant pavilion in horror.
Could it be that the grand master had really come?
Was it him who took action just now?