When Qin Fengming faced Princess Lingyi's delicate beauty, he could not help recalling the remnant soul of the Yinluo Holy Lord he had encountered back then. Judging by their appearances alone, the two truly bore some resemblance,
Though their temperaments and ways of doing things were completely different, whenever he faced Ling Yi, a strange feeling always filled Qin Fengming's heart,
"What? Your Father King wants you to follow this Qin and learn martial arts? There's nothing wrong with that. However, what Qin Fengming has learned is the art of competitive slaughter, so hardship is certain. As long as you can endure it, teaching you will naturally be no problem,"
Although the girl before him was the princess of the Huwang Tribe, Qin Fengming knew that she herself possessed considerable martial arts skills. Otherwise, when she had faced the beasts back then, she would have long since died in their jaws,
"Hardship? Our Princess can certainly handle it. Back then, we entered the Windchill Forest alone and stayed there for more than ten days, yet our Princess never complained once. However, if you want to teach us, you must first defeat us. Princess, isn't that right?"
Before Ling Yi could answer, the two girls standing to the side spoke first,
Qin Fengming naturally knew that these two girls had also practiced martial arts, but the martial arts they had learned were utterly beneath his notice,
"Ling'er, Yi'er, don't spout nonsense. How could Elder Qin's martial arts be something you can casually comment on? Even Elder Bayan from one or two hundred years ago absolutely wouldn't surpass Elder Qin. It won't be long before the Divine Hall learns of Elder Qin and summons him inside. Being able to receive some guidance from Elder Qin is already a heaven-sent opportunity. If you