Lu Feng looked toward the source of the shouting and saw two pretty women closing in on him from opposite sides.
Though their appearances and hair ornaments differed considerably, both wore tight-fitting expedition attire. One was dressed in black, the other in white; one cracked a long whip, while the other gripped a spear. Both looked like formidable ladies not to be trifled with.
Lu Feng did not recognize the whip-wielding woman, but he had met the woman holding the spear once before.
She was Li Qiuxue, daughter of the Cold Light Sect Leader, whom he had seen at the auction in Jun Man Restaurant.
Though Lu Feng did not know much about her, he had heard quite a few rumors. The impression those rumors gave him could be summed up in eight words.
Poor talent, a disgrace to her sect.
Judging from the aura Li Qiuxue had revealed in that fleeting glimpse, she had broken through to the Earth Soul Realm, but her cultivation was clearly somewhat unsteady. She had evidently relied on pills or other Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures rather than her own talent.
"Get out of the way!"
While Lu Feng was distracted, the whip-wielding woman had already reached him. Perhaps finding him an eyesore blocking her path, she spat out the curse without the slightest courtesy, her temper fiery and violent.
Her strength, however, was quite ordinary.
Though she was a fraction stronger than Li Qiuxue, she was only at the early Earth Soul Realm.
Anyone would be angered by an unprovoked rebuke, and Lu Feng was no exception. Yet before his expression could darken, Li Qiuxue swept past him as well, releasing a "mighty" tremor of force.
Feeling that force rush straight at his face, how could Lu Feng fail to realize that Li