Dare You Spar?

"Crack."

And so, the chopsticks in Feng Xiaotian's hand snapped again.

"Xiaotian, can you be more careful? You keep breaking other people's chopsticks. The owner here won't be happy!"

Huo Wu had no idea why Feng Xiaotian kept snapping his chopsticks and merely complained in dissatisfaction.

Seeing the girl he liked getting angry, Feng Xiaotian hurriedly put on a smile. "Don't worry, Sister Huo Wu. It won't happen again, I promise!"

Seeing Feng Xiaotian looking so pathetic, Bing Yekong could not help but laugh.

That soft chuckle was like a heavy hammer striking Feng Xiaotian's heart.

To Feng Xiaotian, that laughter was far too mocking, as if it were saying, The girl you like doesn't like you at all. She likes me.

Feng Xiaotian's skin rapidly turned red at a visible rate. He was completely boiling over.

"Xiaotian, what's wrong? Why is your face so red?"

Pretending to be the first to notice, Bing Yekong asked with feigned concern.

"Crack."

The chopsticks in Feng Xiaotian's hand broke for the third time.

"I... I'm fine. I just choked on some water earlier..."

Feng Xiaotian forcibly suppressed his anger and even had to squeeze out a smile in response to Bing Yekong's provocation.

After that, Bing Yekong stopped paying attention to Feng Xiaotian and continued eating.

"Little Yekong, try this!"

Shui Yue'er picked up a piece of steak and, without another word, stuffed it into Bing Yekong's mouth.

They were the same chopsticks she had used herself, bypassing the step of putting it in his bowl entirely—straight from the chopsticks to his mouth, then to his stomach.

Bing Yekong could only helplessly accept the feeding.

Seeing that the other two had both fed Bing Yekong, Shui Bing'er could no longer hold herself back.

She picked up a cherry and placed it into Bing Yekong's mouth. "Little Yekong, have something to cut the richness."

And so, under the three girls' attentive feeding, Bing Yekong finished the meal without even having to do much himself.

Huo Wushuang did not particularly care. He was not much older than Huo Wu and could not be bothered to manage his sister.

Feng Xiaotian, however, was different.

Over the course of that meal, he broke his chopsticks more than a dozen times.

In the end, even the waiter could not stand it anymore and specifically brought over a pair of metal chopsticks.

But ordinary metal was not much in the hands of a Soul Exalt like Feng Xiaotian.

During one particularly furious moment, Feng Xiaotian still bent the metal chopsticks.

And so, Feng Xiaotian finally endured that torturous meal.

The group returned to the streets of Element City.

"Little Yekong, they're selling candied hawthorn skewers over there!"

Shui Yue'er grabbed Bing Yekong's hand and ran toward the candied hawthorn stall.

Huo Wu followed close behind, wanting to take Bing Yekong's other hand.

But Feng Xiaotian grabbed her.

Huo Wu turned back in displeasure. "Feng Xiaotian, why are you pulling me?"

Feng Xiaotian had no reason to give and stammered for ages without managing to say anything.

Huo Wu ignored him and caught up with Bing Yekong and Shui Yue'er, finally taking Bing Yekong's other hand as she wished.

Watching this scene, Feng Xiaotian felt as though he were about to shatter.

He did not resent Huo Wu's attitude toward him just now. Instead, he pinned all the blame on Bing Yekong.

It's all this brat's fault. He actually dared to steal Sister Huo Wu from me!

Wind-element soul power surged in Feng Xiaotian's hand, only for him to forcibly suppress it again.

He needed to find an opportunity, a suitable opportunity to teach Bing Yekong a lesson.

Shui Yue'er pulled Bing Yekong to the stall and paid for four candied hawthorn skewers: one for herself, one for Bing Yekong, one for Shui Bing'er, and one for Huo Wu.

As for Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wushuang, they got none.

Then, a classic scene unfolded.

After taking a bite of her own candied hawthorn skewer, Huo Wu set her sights on the one in Bing Yekong's hand.

"Little Yekong, is your candied hawthorn sweet? Hurry and let your sister have a taste!"

With that, Huo Wu did not care whether Bing Yekong agreed or not and directly took a bite from his skewer.

"Mmm, it's not as tasty as mine. Try this!"

Then, Huo Wu handed her half-eaten candied hawthorn skewer to Bing Yekong.

Bing Yekong saw through her intentions at a glance.

After all, when Shui Yue'er bought the four skewers, they had all been the same.

But seeing the blazing look in Huo Wu's eyes, Bing Yekong still reluctantly took a bite.

Yet in Feng Xiaotian's eyes, that scene nearly made him explode.

Just then, they spotted a training hall by the roadside.

Such training halls specifically rented out venues for people to engage in practical combat training.

"Yekong."

Feng Xiaotian called out to Bing Yekong.

Bing Yekong turned around and looked at him in confusion. "What is it, Brother Xiaotian?"

Feng Xiaotian pointed at the training hall not far away.

"I heard that some time ago, you obtained a sword technique created by Feng Bailong, the sect master of the Feng Sword Sect. And that you also broke through to become a Soul Master recently?"

The matter of the sword technique must have been something Feng Tianlin had carelessly mentioned to Feng Xiaotian.

Bing Yekong nodded, already having some idea of what Feng Xiaotian was about to say.

"In that case, why don't we rent a venue? I can test the results of your cultivation for free."

He looked at Bing Yekong smugly, as if to say, Dare you spar with me?

As a man, how could Bing Yekong tolerate such provocation?

Feng Xiaotian appeared to possess the cultivation of a Soul Exalt, but Bing Yekong was not afraid in the slightest.

The other party had yet to develop a complete self-created soul skill. At most, his combat strength was only that of a Soul Exalt.

But Bing Yekong was different.

With the support of dual Ultimate Ice, along with the sword technique he had recently learned, he was confident he could fight a Soul Exalt.

"Sure. Then I'll have to thank you, Brother Xiaotian!"

Since the other party was willing to act as his sparring partner, Bing Yekong naturally would not refuse.

"Feng Xiaotian, what are you doing? Little Yekong is only a Soul Master, while you're already a Soul Exalt. Aren't you ashamed of bullying him?"

Huo Wu was the first to be unable to watch any longer.

Faced with Huo Wu's rebuke, Feng Xiaotian did not dare utter a single word of protest.

"Sister Huo Wu, I'm only doing this out of kindness, aren't I?"

Feng Xiaotian did not quite dare look at Huo Wu, but he still could not resist wanting to fight Bing Yekong.

Huo Wu wanted to say more, but Bing Yekong raised a hand to stop her. "Sister Huo Wu, let me train with Brother Xiaotian. It's a good chance to test the results of my cultivation during this time."

"Little Yekong, is this really okay?"

Huo Wu still looked at Bing Yekong with some concern.

"How about this, Sister Huo Wu? I won't use my third soul skill against him."

Feng Xiaotian voluntarily offered not to use his third soul skill. That way, he could only use his first two Century Soul Skills.

Bing Yekong had not intended to ask for that condition, but since the other party had offered it, he would not stand on ceremony.

"Then thank you, Brother Feng Xiaotian. Let's rent a venue."

After entering the hall, Feng Xiaotian took the initiative to pay and rented a venue.

The venue was made from special materials. Anyone below the Soul Emperor level could not damage it, so the two could spar here without worry.

"Come on, Brother Xiaotian!"

Bing Yekong stepped into the venue first and beckoned Feng Xiaotian over.