Wu Feng: I'll push, don't tire yourself, Miss

Xiao Yi watched Wu Feng charging toward him and Nanmen Yun'er circling to his flank, feeling a sense of absurdity.

As if a mere Wu Feng like you could wield a Heaven-rank Battle Skill.

Watching the two charge at him, he had no intention of engaging in a three-hundred-round brawl with them.

He didn't release his dragon simply because he felt it unnecessary; not only did his soul power cultivation crush theirs, but in every other aspect, these two were simply no match for him.

Wu Feng gathered her flame soul skill onto her left dragon claw and swung it forcefully toward Xiao Yi, her eyes burning with rage, the momentum as if she intended to swallow Xiao Yi whole.

The Young Mistress is mine!

Yet, in the next moment, she was sent flying away by Xiao Yi, looking completely stunned.

Xiao Yi simply reached out one hand, supporting Wu Feng's wrist and forearm, and as for those flames—

Don't make your Uncle Xiao laugh.

Then, he activated Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon. That strike, which had gathered all of Wu Feng's strength and fury, had its force completely neutralized by Xiao Yi, and she was sent tumbling heavily backward.

"The momentum is decent, but your strength is a bit lacking," Xiao Yi said calmly.

Seeing Wu Feng's attack miss, Nanmen Yun'er transformed her arms into Jade Blades, unleashed a crescent-shaped slash toward Xiao Yi, and then lunged forward, activating her first soul skill to hack at him.

Xiao Yi casually blocked the jade-colored crescent light blade, and then the pale green figure found her small hand pinched by Xiao Yi.

Nanmen Yun'er was dumbfounded; not only had her second soul skill, Jade Slash, been blocked in an instant, but even her first soul skill, Jade Edge, had been caught just as easily.

She looked up to meet Xiao Yi's gaze, and feeling the warmth radiating from his palm, a faint blush quietly crept up her face.

Wow, wow, wow, Big Brother is so handsome, Big Brother, hit me, she screamed internally.

Xiao Yi looked at the little girl, whose head was starting to steam while she wore a silly grin, and felt a bit bewildered, though he had no time to dwell on it as a wave of heat surged from behind.

Xiao Yi sighed, wrapped an arm around Nanmen Yun'er's slender waist, carried her out of the range of Wu Feng's indiscriminate attack, and tossed her off the arena as if she were trash.

Nanmen Yun'er landed on her bottom; she rubbed her sore backside with a resentful look toward the stage, but the moment she looked up, she met Mu Jin's murderous glare.

"Hehe (^▽^), Teacher Mu Jin, I'm sorry." The little girl couldn't smile anymore, having forgotten they were in an assessment.

"This is a battle, Nanmen Yun'er!" Mu Jin angrily twisted the little girl's ear and dragged her to the spectator area.

"Are you going to just wait for death if the enemy happens to be handsome!?"

Watching Xiao Yi toy with Wu Feng on the stage, Jiang Nannan cast a curious gaze toward her best friend, who had changed so much. She had been quite surprised when she saw Tang Ya's transformation and felt happy for her.

However, seeing Xiao Yi flirting with other girls here, why didn't she have any reaction?

"Ya, aren't you going to stop him?" she asked, feeling a bit confused. Even she felt uncomfortable, so why was Tang Ya still smiling?

"It's fine, Nannan." Tang Ya kept her smile. Xiao Yi was equivalent to the Tang Sect Master; becoming Xiao Yi's woman was the same as marrying into the Tang Sect. With so many geniuses, why worry about the Tang Sect not flourishing?

One must know that a sect's prosperity requires population! Give birth to as many as you can!

Unaware of Tang Ya's thoughts, Xiao Yi had had enough fun up there. He enjoyed watching the look of helpless fury in Wu Feng's eyes, but it was time to end it.

"Is all you can do is dodge!" Wu Feng, seeing her attacks miss again, said with embarrassment and anger. This guy was clearly just toying with her.

"As you wish." Xiao Yi's figure flashed, and he suddenly appeared behind Wu Feng.

Before she could react, his hand rose, and she fell.

A moment later, a plump, delicate body was steadily supported by Xiao Yi. Wu Feng still had a look of shock on her face as she was laid down by Xiao Yi.

A one-shot finish; what else was there to say?

Xiao Yi looked toward Ning Tian, who stood not far away, looking powerless.

The gap was still too large, Ning Tian sighed in her heart and raised her small hand.

"We concede."

Then, Ning Tian stepped forward, preparing to catch the unconscious Wu Feng.

"It's alright, I'll help you," Xiao Yi said with a smile. As he spoke, he scooped the girl in his arms into a horizontal carry. Her body was soft and carried a faint scent of sweat, but it wasn't foul; rather, it had a delicate fragrance.

"Okay." Ning Tian gave a sweet smile and tentatively reached out to hook her arm into Xiao Yi's. Seeing he didn't react, she smiled faintly, and the three of them left the stage together.

Yan Shaozhe sat in the spectator stand and shook his head; this little junior brother was exactly like he was in his youth.

"Men are all trash," came the grumpy voice of Xian Lin'er from the side.

Yan Shaozhe gave an awkward laugh and dared not retort, instead casting his gaze toward Ma Xiaotao, his eyes filled with a sense of "wishing iron could become steel." My good disciple, you need to hurry up.

Ma Xiaotao turned her head away, refusing to meet Yan Shaozhe's gaze, yet her eyes couldn't help but drift toward Xiao Yi off the stage. Xiao Yi, oh Xiao Yi, I really must control you firmly, she thought to herself.

It just so happened that she hadn't purged her evil fire for a few months, and she could take this opportunity to taste the flavor of Ultimate Ice.

Xiao Yi shivered unnaturally, as if he were being targeted by something.

Wu Feng felt as if she were being held in someone's arms. She opened her eyes to peek, then immediately closed them again, her eyelashes fluttering like a salted fish unwilling to face reality.

"Alright, Feng Mei, if you're awake, you can get down now." Ning Tian's voice reached her ears. Wu Feng's pretty face flushed red, and as she met Xiao Yi's gaze, she began to struggle in his arms.

"Put me down." She gave a light huff, her long legs kicking uselessly in the air. Then, feeling Xiao Yi loosen his grip, she immediately scurried behind Ning Tian, her hair standing on end, hissing like a cat—all in one fluid motion.

Ning Tian glanced helplessly at Wu Feng, then her gaze quickly returned to Xiao Yi. Seeing her Young Mistress act this way, Wu Feng felt a chill run through her heart.

"Young Miss, please look at me! I was knocked unconscious by him, wuwuwu."

However, Wu Feng soon thought of something and gritted her teeth; in order to stay by the Young Miss's side, she was willing to do anything. Wasn't it just pushing from behind? For the Young Miss, everything was worth it.

Seeing Tang Ya and Jiang Nannan approaching, Ning Tian let go of the arm she was holding onto Xiao Yi. In front of his legitimate girlfriend, it was better for her to restrain herself a little.

Besides, if Tang Ya were to get angry or dissatisfied, wouldn't that just be an opportunity for her?

Brother~ Brother~, I don't even mind that you have a wife, yet your wife minds that you have a mistress; isn't it obvious who loves you more?

But this line of thinking was destined to fall through, as Tang Ya didn't react with any displeasure; instead, her smile grew even more radiant and sincere. These are all the foundations for the future rise of my Tang Sect.

She stepped forward and naturally hooked her arm around Xiao Yi's, while Jiang Nannan shot her a look of annoyance, "You playboy."

Nevertheless, she still "followed her heart" and took hold of Xiao Yi's other hand; aside from that one flaw, Xiao Yi had nothing but merits.

The five of them walked out of the testing grounds in a bustling crowd, with a little girl in light green chasing after them from behind.