Nan Feng, a proud son of heaven, was obviously encountering such a situation for the first time.
The look in his eyes as he stared at Zhao Shuning was filled with more curiosity and also more caution.
"Who on earth are you?"
"I've already told you. My name is Zhao Shuning."
This Nan Feng didn't look like an old man. How could he be so forgetful?
"What about this magnetic field?"
"I didn't do it."
Zhao Shuning never expected that this once - in - a - century magnetic field would appear twice within a single day.
"I don't think you have such an ability anyway."
Zhao Shuning was speechless.
Now that there was the magnetic field shield as a base, it was much more convenient for Zhao Shuning to use her spiritual power.
Nan Feng didn't notice anything amiss. When his state of mind stabilized, he repeated his old tricks and attacked again.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. This is so lackluster."
Did he think she was still that third - rank spiritual pharmacist, that half - baked Zhao Shuning who couldn't even withstand the wind of his punches?
"Whoosh!"
This time, Zhao Shuning crossed her arms over her chest, then dodged to the side, easily avoiding Nan Feng's punch. The wind of his punch didn't even touch the hem of her sleeve.
How was that possible?
In just a short quarter of an hour, how could her speed have suddenly become so fast?
"Put some more strength into it. You're the master of the Xuanguang Mansion. Your speed is so slow, and the force of your punches is too weak."
Earlier outside, because she couldn't use her spiritual power, she was chased and beaten so miserably by the tiger formed by Nan Feng's spiritual power. Now that the venue had changed, Zhao Shuning naturally wouldn't show any weakness. All the exhaustion she had suffered before would now be returned to him.
"Zhao Shuning, don't be overconfident. Just now, I only used 30% of my strength."
"Then don't hold back."
Zhao Shuning's expression changed suddenly. She stepped forward abruptly. Her hand quickly grabbed Nan Feng's left shoulder. The moment he turned his head, she placed her other hand on his right shoulder. The speed of these two actions was extremely fast.
While Nan Feng was distracted, Zhao Shuning leaped into the air and kicked straight at Nan Feng's slender waist.
"Crunch!"
It sounded like something had broken.
In front of everyone's eyes, Nan Feng clutched his waist and suddenly knelt on the stage on both knees.
Then, the halo of spiritual power around Nan Feng disappeared completely in an instant.
Coincidentally, at the same moment when Nan Feng's spiritual power dissipated, the "magnetic field effect" also miraculously disappeared.
"Thud!"
Blood beads began to seep out from Nan Feng's knees.
Zhao Shuning looked at her own hands in disbelief, listening to the cheering sounds below.
Something was wrong. She was a fourth - rank alchemist. Her ability was not weak, but it couldn't be this easy to defeat Nan Feng, could it?
Which part of this went wrong?
Was she too strong, or was Nan Feng too weak?
At this moment, on the high - rise building, Bai Ze said, "Your Majesty, didn't you say you wouldn't intervene?"
"He hurt little Ning'er."
"Okay."
What His Majesty said made sense, but he was a millennium - old imperial master. Why was he arguing with a thirteen - year - old boy? He only needed to move a finger, and that boy wouldn't be able to withstand it.
"Xiaobai, I can hear you."
Bai Ze lowered his head. He almost forgot that his Majesty was all - powerful. The ability to read minds was said to be inherited from his biological mother.
"Xiaobai, I don't want to help her too obviously. Otherwise, others will know it wasn't little Ning'er who did it."
"Your Majesty, others may not know what you did before, but won't she know?"
Yan Ruyu retracted his hand and calmly continued playing chess.
"She won't know."
He wouldn't let her know either.
Zhao Shuning looked at Nan Feng kneeling in front of her and let out a sigh of relief. She might as well just think that the magnetic field effect had helped her. It seemed that God hadn't treated her badly. If she hadn't encountered this magnetic field today, it would have been very difficult for her to leave the venue alive when facing Nan Feng.
After a while, someone came up to check on Nan Feng's injuries.
"He has a fracture."
"He probably won't be able to walk for the next three months."
"The next three months are very important for the inner - sect disciples of the Wang family. If Nan Feng can't walk at this time, won't he be holding the Wang family back?"
"His great future depends on these next three months. If he loses the chance to take the test, he won't be able to go to the capital, Chang'an."
Not be able to go?
"I can't not go. Someone, go and invite an alchemist. Invite the alchemist of my Nan family. I must stand up."
Listening to Nan Feng's heart - rending cries, Zhao Shuning just scratched her ear.
She didn't have that much sympathy. Just now, Nan Feng had been trying to kill her with every move. She wasn't blind. Even though she was an alchemist and could save him now, she wouldn't.
Zhao Shuning would never repay evil with good.
Xie Yuan glanced at Zhao Shuning. Knowing that the senior had no intention of saving Nan Feng, he quickly stepped forward and pulled her to the side, saying, "Senior, you have to think this through. Nan Feng's father is a fifth - rank spiritual pharmacist. If he comes after you, even though you're a fourth - rank alchemist, you might not be able to escape death."
Zhao Shuning gave Xie Yuan a sidelong glance.
Xie Yuan quickly let go of the hem of Zhao Shuning's sleeve.
Zhao Shuning said, "What does his father being a fifth - rank spiritual pharmacist have to do with me? Before we went on stage, we signed a life - and - death contract. Life and death are predestined, and wealth and honor are in the hands of fate. Nan Feng is not skilled enough. Is his father even shameless enough to cause trouble?"
Xie Yuan took two steps back.
"Xie Yuan, if you're so timid, don't have anything to do with me anymore. You're not as insightful as your son, Xie Yu."
Xie Yuan swallowed hard and didn't say anything else.
Over the years, he had lived a cautious life. Naturally, he wasn't as carefree as that brat, Xie Yu.
"By the way, senior, what about my spiritual beast?"
"I saved it."
Xie Yuan let out a long sigh of relief.
Zhao Shuning added, "But it was seriously injured. Even if it's saved, it will need to recuperate for twenty years. I'm afraid it won't be able to serve your Xie family for these twenty years."
Xie Yuan looked mournful again.
"Thank you, senior."
"However, I want to give your son, Xie Yu, a gift."
"Boss, what gift are you going to give me?"
Xie Yu came over with a cheeky look. Zhao Shuning looked at his annoying expression, turned her head, and said to Xie Yuan, "I'll give you a demon beast."
A demon beast?
Hearing this, the two of them immediately perked up their ears and listened intently.
Could they have heard wrong? A demon beast? Was Zhao Shuning really that capable and generous? She was offering a demon beast as a gift?
"Senior, you're not joking, are you?"
"No. This demon beast is called Huodou. Consider it my gift to Xie Yu. Huodou, you must remember that from now on, Xie Yu is your master."
The Qiankun bag moved slightly, showing resistance.
But in the end, it succumbed to Zhao Shuning's threat and agreed.
"You villains! How dare you hurt my son!"
Just as the father - and - son of the Xie family were happy, a sharp gust of wind suddenly rushed straight towards Zhao Shuning's vital point.