"Quickly withdraw your Psychic Power to avoid being discovered!" Wei Cangyue reminded him.
In fact, even without Wei Cangyue's reminder, Ye Qizhen had already withdrawn her Psychic Power the moment she heard the noise.
The two held their breath, quietly waiting for the people coming from the foot of the mountain to approach.
"Tap tap tap..." The footsteps grew closer.
Wei Cangyue was getting impatient; he was extremely anxious.
A moment later, a figure finally appeared.
The next second, Wei Cangyue suddenly sprang out of the weeds and grabbed the other person's waist.
"Haha! I finally caught you!"
Ye Qizhen also excitedly emerged from the weeds, but after seeing the face clearly, she looked somewhat bewildered.
"Li... Master Li."
"Huh?" Wei Cangyue was stunned for a moment, and looked up at the other person. Before he could see the other person's face clearly, he was lifted up by an invisible force and suspended in mid-air.
"Teacher! It's you! No, please put me down, I'm afraid of heights."
The Crazy Old Man glared at Wei Cangyue, "Fear of heights? As Martial Artist, you're afraid of heights? Then even at the Eighth Rank, you still don't dare to fly?"
"That's different. I drove myself; it's not the same as someone else taking me."
The Crazy Old Man ignored Wei Cangyue and let him remain suspended in mid-air.
"You two actually dared to set your sights on my apprentice!"
Ye Qizhen wiped the sweat from her forehead and said with a forced smile, " Master Li, please don't misunderstand. I didn't mean anything by it. I just wanted to see just how excellent your apprentice is. Otherwise, I won't be able to explain it to Yan Shuai when I get back."
"Alright, for Yan Tianyang's sake, I'll let it slide. But—if there's a next time, even if Yan Tianyang comes, I'll still hang him in mid-air and grind him down." The Crazy Old Man sneered.
Upon hearing this, Ye Qizhen imagined the image of the tall, imposing, and awe-inspiring commander of the Divine Wind Camp being flown like a kite. The image was too horrifying to contemplate...
"Aren't you leaving yet! What? You want to keep him company in the air?" The Crazy Old Man issued an order to get rid of them.
Ye Qizhen glanced at Wei Cangyue in the sky, a hint of sympathy in her eyes, and then hurriedly left.
"No, teacher, you're being too biased! Why are you leaving me hanging in the air all by myself?" Wei Cangyue said, feeling wronged.
"Yes, I am indeed quite biased. But you're my student, after all. The night is so beautiful tonight, the scenery is reserved for you alone to enjoy."
"No way! Either put me down, or hang that brat Ye Qizhen up too. I'm lonely all by myself."
Ye Qizhen, who hadn't gone far, spat out these words upon hearing them and then vanished without a trace, as if her feet were greased.
"Teacher, please put me down! Even if you don't care about me, you should consider your own health. You've suffered from a hidden ailment for many years. If you recklessly use your Psychic Power, what if it causes a relapse? I would be a sinner for all eternity!"
The Crazy Old Man took out a bottle of wine and sat down on a blue stone.
"You think you can make my hidden ailment flare up with just this little bit of Psychic Power? Who do you think you are? Believe me, I can hang you up for three days and three nights!"
"Please put me down! I'm really afraid of heights. I need to pee! I need to poop!" Wei Cangyue yelled in mid-air.
The Crazy Old Man continued drinking his wine, saying, "If you want to pee, pee; if you want to poop, poop; I won't stop you."
Wei Cangyue wanted to cry but had no tears.
"Teacher, I was wrong, okay? I'll never come to this place again, and I'll never investigate your apprentice's identity again. I promise! I swear!"
Not far from the foot of the mountain, Jiang Fan saw this scene, then took out his phone and took a picture.
He felt that it might come in handy in the future.
The next day.
In the afternoon, during the training session.
Wei Cangyue, sporting dark circles under his eyes, mentally ranted.
The teacher was really ruthless; he made him fly a kite all night long.
" Instructor Wei, what are our training activities for today?" Wei Qi asked.
Wei Cangyue, uninterested, casually suggested, "Let's spar in pairs."
"It's Ye Qizhen! What brings him here?"
Suddenly, someone shouted excitedly towards the door.
"Is it really Ye Qizhen? Could it be that he's doing this for Lan Shengxue?"
I think it's highly likely.
For a moment, almost everyone in Gymnasium No. 2 turned to look at Ye Qizhen.
Tong Shuyao was initially overjoyed to see Ye Qizhen, thinking she would have more opportunities to spend time with Ye Qizhen. However, when she heard everyone say that Ye Qizhen had come to see Lan Shengxue, her face instantly darkened, and her jealousy was palpable.
Wei Cangyue walked over. "What are you doing here?"
Ye Qizhen smiled gently, "I was bored, so I came to take a look. Are you going to have some actual combat practice?"
"Just bored?" Wei Cangyue found this explanation rather strange.
Before he could figure out what Ye Qizhen was trying to do, he saw Ye Qizhen walk in a certain direction and then call out.
" Jiang Fan, shall we have a sparring match?"
The room fell silent upon hearing this.
Holy crap? What did they just hear? Ye Qizhen wants to spar with Jiang Fan? Are you kidding me! Ye Qizhen is a genuine Junior Psychic! She's the pride of their Great Xia.
Jiang Fan was only a Middle-Stage Martial Apprentice!
Although Jiang Fan defeated Wei Qi and Mu Feng, who were both Late-Stage Martial Apprentice, they came from a small place called Ancheng. In other words, their combat ability, martial arts skills, and experience were far inferior to those of their peers from large fortresses, big cities, and big families.
Ultimately, it comes down to a matter of foundation and cultural background.
Therefore, although Ye Qizhen is also Late-Stage Martial Apprentice, her strength is far beyond what Wei Qi and Mu Feng can match.
And yet, this peerless genius actually sought out Jiang Fan for a sparring match.
This is utterly baffling!
Even Jiang Fan himself was slightly taken aback.
But he quickly guessed Ye Qizhen's true intentions.
It's likely that Ye Qizhen has started to suspect him. Her sparring with him was also a test to find out whether he was truly the Crazy Old Man's disciple.
"I will not accept the challenge," Jiang Fan refused.
"Why? Are you scared?" Ye Qizhen asked.
Jiang Fan remained unfazed. "I'm not stupid. You're Late-Stage Martial Apprentice, and a rare Spirit Master, while I'm just a Middle-Stage Martial Apprentice. Sparring with you isn't sparring; it's masochism."
"If that's your concern, how about I not use my Psychic Power?"
"Then your level is higher than mine, and I don't know any martial arts techniques."
"It's alright, I don't need martial arts techniques."
"I--" Jiang Fan had barely finished speaking when Ye Qizhen interrupted him.
"If you still have reservations, how about this: I'll tie one hand behind my back, is that alright?"
Seeing Ye Qizhen insist on sparring with Jiang Fan, everyone's mouths were agape. This strange and subtle scene was truly incomprehensible!