Young Xiu Competition (3)

The sudden attack made several powerful cultivators watching Ning Ye tense up.

The next moment, they saw Ning Ye neither dodge nor evade, allowing the punch to land on him before returning one onto the other man. Neither appeared harmed. Instead, they burst out laughing and embraced.

What was going on?

Everyone stared in astonishment.

Ning Ye had already wrapped the other man in a hug. "Long time no see. You've improved."

The other man replied, "You too, Brother Ning."

Then they laughed again, holding each other tightly.

What the hell!

So they knew each other?

That punch had just been a greeting?

Mystic Mist Immortal Venerable was taken aback. "Whose disciple is this?"

Not far away, Immortal Venerable Guangling said, "He is from my Eternal Cosmos Sect—Feng Donglin."

Feng Donglin?

Everyone exchanged glances. "Isn't he one of your sect's true disciples? How does he know Ning Ye?"

Immortal Venerable Guangling's old face twitched. "How would I know? Perhaps they met during their travels before. This is... damn strange."

He had not expected Feng Donglin to know Ning Ye, and from the looks of it, their friendship ran deep. Fortunately, the person he had previously arranged for Feng Donglin to deal with was not Ning Ye, so it was not too much of an issue. Still, he had been full of confidence in Feng Donglin, hoping he would defeat Ning Ye, seize his treasures, and bring glory to the sect.

But now, that seemed difficult.

Could it be... he would first befriend him, then strike with a sudden blow once Ning Ye had reaped a bountiful harvest?

Immortal Venerable Guangling could not help thinking.

Such things had happened before. It was hardly unusual for disciples of different sects to befriend one another, but the Young Prodigy Tournament offered rich rewards,