Facing the gazes of so many people, Feng Tianwu's expression remained unchanged and she continued to talk and laugh with Duan Lingtian.
"Who is that boy in purple?"
"I have seen him...nine days ago, right here, he beat 'Feng Hao' and 'Ye Xiang' into pig heads successively! It was also after that that Feng Hao was killed by Miss Tianwu."
"It seems that his strength is not weak."
…
A group of Feng family disciples were talking about each other. At the same time, many male disciples looked at Duan Lingtian with jealousy.
How they wished they were the ones talking and laughing with Miss Tianwu.
At this moment, they wished they could replace Duan Lingtian.
"Tian Wu, it seems that you are very charming."
Duan Lingtian smiled.
"Brother Duan, you are making fun of me again."
Feng Tianwu's pretty face turned slightly red and she said angrily.
This scene made many male members of the Feng family stunned. They felt that the woman in red in front of them was like a fairy descending from the sky to the mortal world.
"Are you Feng Tianwu?"
Suddenly, a slightly neutral voice came from a distance.
Duan Lingtian and Feng Tianwu stopped almost at the same time and looked towards where the sound came from.
In the distance, a young man in green clothes was walking towards them.
"Um?"
Duan Lingtian frowned.
He could feel the young man's hostility towards Tian Wu.
The young man came slowly and walked to stand in front of Feng Tianwu. He looked at Feng Tianwu calmly, his face as calm as a piece of rotten wood that didn't understand the style.
"Who are you?"
Feng Tianwu asked calmly.
"Feng Yunfei."
The young man said bluntly.
At this time, Duan Lingtian heard whispers in his ears:
"It's Master Yunfei!"
"What is he going to do?"
…
From the mouths of a group of Feng family children, Duan Lingtian realized that this young man had an extraordinary status in the Feng family.
Otherwise, how could so many people call him 'Young Master'?
"busy?"
Seeing that Feng Yunfei didn't look at her with that annoying look, Feng Tianwu's tone became a little calmer.
"Feng Tianwu, I want to challenge you! Do you dare to fight me?"
Feng Yunfei asked in a deep voice.
challenge?
As soon as Feng Yunfei said these words, a group of people around him, including Duan Lingtian and Feng Tianwu, were stunned.
"Why?"
Feng Tianwu frowned and asked.
Feng Yunfei took a deep breath, "Tomorrow's 'Dynasty Martial Arts Competition', the Feng family can recommend two people to participate... One of the places belongs to 'Feng Yunxiang', and I think I'm not as good as him, so that's fine."
"But why do you have another place? Just because you are the uncle's only daughter?"
Speaking of what happened later, Feng Yunfei's tone was full of unwillingness.
Wow!
Feng Yunfei's words were like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, making the group of Feng family disciples who were watching stunned and suddenly realized.
"No wonder I heard before that Master Yunfei missed the two places that our Feng family could participate in the 'Dynasty Martial Competition' this time... I was still wondering, except for Master Yunxiang, among the younger generation of our Feng family, , Master Yunfei is the strongest. Who can take his place? It turns out that Miss Tianwu took that place."
"Although Miss Tianwu's strength is good, she is still no match for Master Yunfei, right? It is said that Master Yunfei broke through to the 'seventh level of virtual reality' some time ago."
"Master Yunfei challenges Miss Tianwu to take back the spot that originally belonged to him?"
…
Many Feng family members guessed.
"Two places?"
When Duan Lingtian heard the discussion among a group of Feng family disciples, he couldn't help but be stunned.
The Feng family, as the most powerful family after the royal family in the Han Dynasty, only has two recommended places in the 'Dynasty Martial Competition'?
You know, even the major empires each have ten quotas.
"Miss Tianwu, do you dare to fight with me? If you win, I will comply with all your requests! But if I win by chance, give me your spot."
Feng Yunfei looked at Feng Tianwu, his eyes filled with awe-inspiring fighting intent.
In his eyes, Feng Tianwu didn't seem to be a beautiful woman with a stunning appearance, but an ordinary opponent. He would not hold back because of her beautiful skin.
"Seventh level of entering the virtual realm."
Duan Lingtian's mental power immediately extended to Feng Yunfei and detected his cultivation.
Sure enough, as some of the Feng family disciples said, Feng Yunfei was a 'seventh level warrior in the virtual realm'.
"I don't know if Miss Tianwu will agree."
"Even if Miss Tianwu doesn't agree, Master Yunfei can't do anything about it... After all, Miss Tianwu is the uncle's only daughter."
"If I were Miss Tianwu, I would definitely ignore Master Yunfei."
…
A group of Feng family disciples looked at Feng Tianwu curiously while talking among themselves.
Many people felt that Feng Tianwu would not agree.
In their view.
Although Feng Tianwu is the only daughter of the most admired 'uncle' in their Feng family, Feng Tianwu is too young after all, and she is still a woman.
And Feng Yunfei is at least ten years older than Feng Tianwu.
They didn't think Feng Tianwu could be Feng Yunfei's opponent.
"I can agree...but forget about the request. I don't think you are annoying. If I defeat you, you can just leave."
Feng Tianwu's decision was beyond the expectations of everyone present except Duan Lingtian.
Including Feng Yunfei, no one thought that Feng Tianwu would really agree.
Especially Feng Yunfei.
Originally, he came to Feng Tianwu with the idea of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, but he never thought that Fengtian Wu would agree to his challenge.
Now, the opportunity was right in front of him, which made him excited.
Although his defeat of Feng Tianwu might make the 'eldest uncle' of their Feng family unhappy, he couldn't control that much.
He wanted to participate in the 'Dynasty Martial Arts Competition' and compete with the young talents of the Han Dynasty and the major empires.
He also wanted to get the qualification to participate in the 'Ten Dynasties Martial Arts Competition'.
Although the chance is slim, that is his pursuit.
"Thank you, Miss Tianwu, for making it possible."
Feng Yunfei took a deep breath, took a few steps back, and confronted Feng Tianwu.
"Brother Duan, please wait for me for a while."
Feng Tianwu looked at Duan Lingtian beside him and smiled slightly.
"Um."
Duan Lingtian nodded, stood aside, and looked at the scene in front of him calmly.
This Feng Yunfei is a seventh-level warrior in the Void Realm.
And Tian Wu is also a seventh-level warrior in the Void Realm.
The gap between the two can only be reflected in the 'artistic conception'.
"Miss Tianwu, how about you not using any spiritual weapons in this competition?"
Feng Yunfei asked tentatively.
The reason why he made this decision was because he felt guilty.
Because he only has a fifth-grade spiritual weapon in his hand, and no fourth-grade spiritual weapon.
And the woman in front of her, as the only daughter of the eldest son of their Feng family, must have a fourth-grade spiritual weapon.
Of this, he had no doubt.
Although he didn't think that a woman could surpass him in terms of cultivation and artistic conception, he still decided to be cautious.
After all, this is related to whether he can get a place to participate in the 'Dynasty Martial Arts Competition'.
"Can."
Feng Tianwu nodded lightly, her pretty face unchanged, and she had no objection to Feng Yunfei's decision.
"This Feng Yunfei is quite cautious."
Duan Lingtian said secretly.
"Miss Tianwu, be careful!"
Seeing Feng Tianwu agreeing, Feng Yunfei's eyes flashed, and with a loud shout, he flew out like a goshawk, and grabbed his hands into claws, like a pair of sharp eagle claws, in which the energy was raging and beating.
Wow!
Suddenly, in the void above Feng Yunfei's head, the shadows of ten ancient horned dragons appeared, then swept out and swept towards Feng Tianwu's place, with a rainbow-like momentum.
Not only that, between the Yuanli in Feng Yunfei's claws, a trace of cyan aura suddenly filled the air, revealing a strange aura.
artistic conception!
The mood of the wind!
At this time, Feng Yunfei also arrived near Feng Tianwu, and suddenly grabbed out his claws. Two condensed claw marks roared out, surrounded by dense 'wind blades'.
Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!
…
For a moment, the wind blades around the paw prints dispersed in an instant, falling towards Feng Tianwu like a rain of flowers.
Each wind blade tore through the air, causing a harsh sound.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The most important thing is that among the wind blades that fill the sky, there are two condensed claw marks sweeping out, putting Feng Tianwu in crisis.
At this moment, in the void above Feng Yunfei's head, six more phantoms of ancient horned dragons were added...
It was obvious that he had understood the 'sixth level of wind'.
Seeing his attack sweeping towards Feng Tianwu like an overwhelming force, Feng Yunfei smiled on his face, as if he had already seen Feng Tianwu defeated by him.
The group of Feng family disciples who were watching couldn't help but sweat for Feng Tianwu.
The current atmosphere is eerily silent.
"The artistic conception of the six layers of wind?"
Duan Lingtian's mouth moved slightly.
Originally, he was a little worried that Feng Yunfei's understanding of the 'Impression of Wind' would be very strong...
But when he saw that Feng Yunfei had only comprehended the 'Six Layers of Wind', he was completely relieved.
Although, he didn't know what level Tianwu's "Fire Concept" had reached now.
But Tian Wu is the owner of the 'Fire Spirit Body' after all, and the speed of comprehending the 'Fire Concept' is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
This, he could confirm through the memories of the Samsara Martial Emperor.
Facing Feng Yunfei's overwhelming attack, Feng Tianwu's expression remained unchanged, and the red clothes on her body fluttered slightly.
call!
The next moment, everyone could see that Feng Tianwu's energy was turbulent, shrouding her like a white flame.
Immediately afterwards, among the white flames, there were more wisps of deep crimson energy, dyeing the white flames half red and half white, which was very strange.
"Destroy!"
Under the gaze of everyone, Feng Tianwu's little cherry mouth moved slightly and spit out one word in a leisurely manner.
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw Fengtian dancing.
As Feng Tianwu raised his hand, half-red and half-white flames swept out and bloomed in the air, like meteors that shot out quickly.
For a time, half of the sky was covered by red or white meteors.
call out! call out! call out! call out! call out!
…
Meteors broke through the sky and screamed out.
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