Shen Ye patted Zhou Heng on the shoulder and comforted him:
"All right, thanks for helping me test my skill. Next time, I'll give you a proper fight."
A Dark Gold Trait plus a Rare Class had created a trump card like "Night Banquet Frolic," leaving Shen Ye in quite a good mood.
Zhou Heng shrank back.
A proper fight?
Although he hadn't been hurt, the freezing wind had blown him high into the sky, where he had seen that enormous frost blade from afar.
Looking at that frost blade, he had felt only one thing deep in his bones.
Death.
-I'd have to be insane to fight you again!
Zhou Heng's face twitched as he forced out a faint smile and said:
"Sure, Shen Ye. Thank you for today. Let's fight again another day."
He jumped straight off the arena and ran away without looking back.
The match was over!
Shen Ye also jumped off the arena and met the gazes of Nangong Sirui and the others.
"Hey, I'll marry my younger sister to you in exchange for that secret technique that let you fly at the Dharma Realm First Layer."
Nangong Sirui made no attempt to hide what he wanted.
"Sorry, I'm the only one who can learn it-it has exclusive intellectual property rights," Shen Ye said.
"Really? What a shame." Nangong Sirui sighed.
On further thought, there was really no need to worry about backing Shen Ye up.
He had already received reliable information himself.
Shen Ye's teacher was that person.
Who would dare demand a Flight Technique like that from Shen Ye?
Song Yinchen also seemed to be on very good terms with Shen Ye, and even Chaotic Spiritual Light had said nothing about their relationship.
That was even more frightening.
If Chaotic Spiritual Light decided