Chapter 4154
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Feng Wu smiled at Feng Xun. "Don't worry, I'm confident."
Feng Xun was exasperated. "What confidence?! That's a Level 8 Martial Sage! Brother, Level 8! How are you supposed to fight him?! You've only just made a move and he's already beaten you to the ground! You can't go! I won't do it! "
Feng Xun blocked Feng Wu's way as he spoke. Right now, he looked anxious and guilty.
Feng Wu knew what he was worried about and what he was blaming himself for.
He was anxious about his own helplessness, and he blamed himself for his own helplessness.
As a matter of fact, Feng Xun had made rapid progress, but he would be bullying Feng Wu if he were to compare himself to her. Feng Wu's life had been filled with cheats, and no one else could match her speed of cultivation.
Feng Wu smiled at Feng Xun. "Just you wait and see what happens to Lei Yiran."
Of course Feng Xun didn't believe her, but he couldn't stop Feng Wu. He could only watch her go.
As a matter of fact, Feng Wu had shocked them over and over again today, and they were getting used to it. They had all thought that Feng Wu was going to lose without a doubt.
That was true at first.
Feng Wu had been at a disadvantage the whole time, and she was in a sorry state.
She wanted to run, but although she was faster than Gude Monin, she was still slower than Lei Yiran, who was three Level 8.
Hence, Feng Wu couldn't escape at all.
Thump!
Lei Yiran, who was chasing Feng Wu, struck again.
A huge force rushed toward Feng Wu like a flood, and the air twisted. Feng Wu was hit in the back, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
That was the tenth mouthful of blood she had spat out.
The front of Feng Wu's robe was covered in blood. She staggered and almost couldn't run anymore.
Major General Yi narrowed his eyes and kept a sharp gaze on Feng Wu, paying close attention to every move she made, no matter how subtle it was!
Gude Monin couldn't help but glance at Major General Yi. He knew very well that this Major General Yi of theirs looked like he didn't care about anything, but he was actually very scheming. He might seem to be joking around, but he could turn hostile faster than anyone else.
There were very few times when he could be serious.
Even in front of Crown Prince Yan Yu, he was still very normal. But now, he was actually seriously staring at the young girl in front of him, not letting go of even the slightest expression on her face …
Goodmonin's gaze shifted to the battlefield. He had not seen wrongly. Lei Yiran indeed had the upper hand, and it was an absolute advantage. That devilish girl called Feng Wu was losing ground again and again.
As long as Lei Yiran made a few more moves, she would be beaten to death. How could there be any hope of turning the tables? So what was Young General Yi looking at so seriously?
"Sure enough, she's about to die?" Young General Yi heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Feng Wu had been hit again. He said to Goodmoning, "So in terms of talent, our princess is still the best, right?"
Goodmonin looked at Young General Yi speechlessly. "Young General, what are you talking about? What kind of person is our princess? This Feng Wu is just a humble village girl from the Junwu Kingdom. How can she compare to Her Royal Highness, who has descended from heaven? You must be joking! "
Young General Yi didn't nod or shake his head. In his heart, he thought that this wasn't some village girl raised in some remote corner, this girl … if she was given a chance to grow up, her future would be limitless!
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