Chapter 4120 - 4120: Clouds follow Dragons and Wind follow Tigers (19)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Feng Wu smiled at Feng Xun. “Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing.”
Feng Xun was exasperated. “How can you be so sure?! He’s a Level-8 Spiritual Saint! How are we supposed to fight him? He’ll beat you to the ground as soon as you make a move! You can’t go! I won’t allow it!”
Feng Xun blocked Feng Wu’s way as he spoke, and the look on his face was one of anxiety and self-reproach.
Feng Wu knew what he was worried about and what he was blaming himself for.
He was anxious because there was nothing he could do, and he blamed himself for the same reason.
Feng Xun was already making rapid progress, but he and Feng Wu weren’t on the same level. Feng Wu was all about rapid breakthroughs, and her speed was unmatched.
Feng Wu smiled at Feng Xun. “Just wait and see.”
Of course, Feng Xun didn’t believe her, but he couldn’t stop Feng Wu and could only watch her leave.
As a matter of fact, Feng Wu had shocked everyone over and over again today, so much so that they were used to it. They had thought that Feng Wu was going to lose.
That was true at first.
Feng Wu had been losing ground the whole time and was in a sorry state.
She wanted to run. She was faster than Gud Mornin, but she still wasn’t Lei Yiran’s match.
Therefore, Feng Wu wasn’t able to get away.
Thump!
Behind Feng Wu, Lei Yiran struck out again.
The energy rushed toward Feng Wu like a tidal wave, distorting the air. Feng Wu was hit on the back, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
That was the tenth mouthful of blood she had spat out.
Feng Wu’s clothes were covered with blood. She stumbled and could barely run.
Young Master Yi narrowed his eyes and kept his sharp gaze on Feng Wu. He was watching her every move, even the tiniest one!
Gud Mornin couldn’t help but glance at Young General Yi. He knew very well that although the general didn’t seem to care about anything, he was actually a very scheming man. He might laugh and shout at other people, but he could change his attitude faster than anyone else.
There were very few times that he could be serious.
He didn’t even bat an eyelash when he was around Prince Yan Yu, but now, he was watching every move of this girl and didn’t miss any expression on her
face…
Gud Mornin turned to look at the arena. He wasn’t mistaken. Lei had indeed gained the upper hand. Feng Wu was losing ground.
She would be killed after a few more strikes from Lei Yiran and had no hope of turning things around. So, what was Young General Yi looking at?
“I knew it. Is she going to die?” Seeing that Feng Wu had been struck again, Young General Yi let out a breath of relief. He then said to Gud Mornin, “So, in terms of talent, Her Royal Highness is still the best.”
Gud Mornin rolled his eyes at Young General Yi. “Young General, what are you talking about? Her Royal Highness is a completely different story! Feng Wu is just a petty village girl from a small Junwu Kingdom. How can she possibly be comparable to Her Royal Highness, the descendant of a Heavenly God? You’ve got to be kidding me!”
Young General Yi neither nodded nor shook his head. He thought to himself,
“She’s no random village girl.. If she’s given the chance to grow up, she’ll have a
promising future! “
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