"Phantom Seven Hands, First Phantom—Phantom Heaven."
Hong Batian still lazily raised his right hand and flicked a finger. With a clear ding, the spearhead before him was knocked aside. Then came another flick; a flash of light streaked past, and Cang Yun's entire body was sent flying.
His body spun several times through the air like a lark before he steadily landed in the distance. He then raised an arm and caught the falling spear.
"I don't have time to play house with you. If you keep making trouble for no reason, don't blame me for being discourteous."
Hong Batian rubbed his arm and spoke calmly. Throughout the entire exchange, he had not been serious in the slightest.
"Hmph. Three days from now is the trial of our Ancient Royal Clan's Cloud Mist Secret Realm. We'll see who takes first place. If you come first, I'll willingly withdraw. But if I'm first, you'll get the hell out immediately."
"Do you dare?"
Cang Yun raised his spear and pointed it directly at Hong Batian, his face brimming with pride.
"Oh? I accept."
Hong Batian raised his brows slightly, but ultimately agreed. If he wanted to win a woman's heart, he first had to show her his most confident and strongest side.
He had to admit, he felt that he was quite the romantic expert.
"Good. It's a deal. If you don't show up, I'll consider it a forfeiture."
After saying that, Cang Yun glanced at the unmoved Liu Yue and turned to leave.
"Why did you agree to him? You know he was just fooling around. He's merely acting like a child."
At that moment, Liu Yue's voice came from behind him.
"A child? I like playing with children. Perfect—this will let me test the strength of your Ancient Royal Clan's