Although it seemed like a battle that started off well but ended badly, Feng Yi also saw some clues from it. Long Wan'er's spiritual energy was not as strong as Ye Ming's, and her moves were not as natural as Ye Ming's. Even if the Dragon Roar Sword Technique was more advanced than Ye Ming's, it was useless.

Feng Yi sighed quietly. It seemed that he still had to continue to strengthen his spiritual energy training and fight more. No matter whether it was Long Wan'er or Feng Yi, their combat experience could not compare with Ye Ming.

The battle was over, and Ye Ming walked towards Feng Yi. Before Feng Yi could compliment Ye Ming, he heard Long Wan'er's voice: "Brother Feng Yi, I still want to fight with you."

The room suddenly became quiet. Liu He was about to make fun of Ye Ming for not being gentle with women, but he swallowed his words. Even Long Ye, who was standing beside him, had a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The people who were discussing the details of the fight around the big screen outside also fell silent, and they didn't know why Long Wan'er did this.

Long Wan'er was ranked eighteenth on the battle power rankings, and Feng Yi seemed to have been sixty-seventh a long time ago? Recently, he had completely disappeared from the rankings.

Why did Long Wan'er compare herself to Feng Yi? Could it be because...

Feng Yi rubbed his head, then said with a smile: "Junior Sister Wan'er, I can't beat you either, so there's no need for us to compete, right?"

Long Wan'er still had a smile on her face and said, "It's okay, it's just a sparring match. At worst, I won't use the sword."

A sword cultivator not using a sword is a contempt for his opponent. Ye Ming's face was cold. Liu He and Long Ye also felt that it was a bit too much, but they couldn't stand up for Feng Yi.

"Haha, Ye Ming never uses a sword when competing with me, but you still have to use it. It's a good opportunity to test whether I have made any progress recently."

Ye Ming didn't use a sword when fighting him, it was all for the sake of taking care of him. Feng Yi understood everything at this time and knew what to say to make Long Wan'er even more angry. It was just jealousy after all!

Feng Yi stood up from his seat, walked straight to the opposite side of Long Wan'er, took a deep breath, and said, "Let's start."

Long Wan'er circulated her spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy condensed on the tip of the sword seemed to be even thicker than before.

Feng Yi also became serious, his spiritual energy began to circulate in an orderly manner, the Black Tortoise Armor protected his body, and the Finger of Desolation slowly condensed.

Long Wan'er moved the tip of her sword slightly and launched a move. Feng Yi Huangwu pointed and started fighting with Long Wan'er.

The two fought back and forth, and for a while, the fight was difficult to determine. At this moment, Long Wan'er suddenly raised a point of spiritual energy and shouted: "Dragon Roar Second Style, Breaking the Sky!"

Feng Yi's pupils shrank slightly, and the majestic spiritual energy began to circulate wildly. "Finger of Desolation, break it for me!"

The dragon's roar sounded again, and the dragon's tail attacked Feng Yi. Its fingertips were like sword tips, sharp and sharp. The impact of the two spiritual energies burst out with a burst of white-purple light.

The light made everyone in front of the big screen open their eyes wide, afraid of missing something, and the people in the room also became nervous. Ye Ming's spiritual energy had already started to circulate unconsciously, ready to rush in and rescue Feng Yi at any time!

The purple one still had the upper hand between the two spiritual energies, but it was almost exhausted, and the remaining spiritual energy was no longer a threat. Feng Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he was about to strike out with a palm, he discovered that Long Wan'er opposite him had actually moved!

What on earth was Long Wan'er trying to do?! Could it be that she really wanted to kill Feng Yi?! Everyone present was also shocked, but it all happened in a flash, and there was no time to intervene!

On the battlefield, the purple spiritual energy that was about to disappear suddenly stagnated. Long Wan'er followed the purple spiritual energy and rushed in with a sword in hand. Feng Yi's Black Tortoise Armor was running to its extreme, and Huang Wu pointed out that the Heavenly Eye was open!

Long Wan'er felt as if her mind was in a trance for a moment, and the tip of the sword was deflected. Feng Yi turned slightly in the stagnant spiritual energy, and the tip of the sword scratched Feng Yi's back, and blood immediately flowed.

But at the same time, Feng Yi's fist also hit Long Wan'er's abdomen, and the two were knocked out by the collision of spiritual energy.

Long Wan'er also retreated dozens of steps and stabbed her sword into the floor before stopping. She covered her abdomen with her hands and cold sweat oozed from her forehead.

Feng Yi was also thrown out covered in blood, but the pain he imagined from hitting the ground or the wall did not come, and he was held tightly in someone's arms. However, the wound on his back was still more painful. Feng Yi took two deep breaths.

The one who caught Feng Yi was naturally Ye Ming.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. The ten people present had no time to stop it, and both of them were injured in an instant.

Lin Hui, who was good friends with Long Wan'er, helped Long Wan'er up and looked at Ye Ming with a complicated look. When the two fell out at the same time, Ye Ming actually chose Feng Yi!

Lin Hui looked at Long Wan'er with some concern. Long Wan'er took her hand off her abdomen and just looked at Ye Ming who was holding Feng Yi.

Feng Yi struggled to jump down from Ye Ming's arms, breathing in and out continuously, circulating his spiritual energy to dispel Long Wan'er's sword energy. It was really painful.

The four people facing each other suddenly confronted each other, and the whole atmosphere suddenly became tense.

At this time, Liu He stood up and said with a smile: "Long Wan'er, you're going a bit too far. How can you get really angry while sparring? Why don't you apologize to your Senior Brother Feng Yi quickly?"

Long Wan'er clenched her fists until her fingers turned white, but then she slowly loosened them, revealing a hint of a smile as she said, "Brother Feng Yi, I'm so sorry. I've only just started practicing the Dragon Roar II style, and I couldn't control it for a moment."

"It's okay, I couldn't control myself just now, so we're even." Feng Yi replied with a smile, but he complained in his heart: I don't believe your nonsense!

Liu He then said a few words to smooth things over, and this farce that happened without any major incident came to an end. This competition became a hot topic of conversation among the people after dinner.

Feng Yi just glanced at Long Wan'er indifferently. In the previous competition, he actually felt Long Wan'er's murderous intent towards him.

The wound on my back aches slightly. Even if the Black Tortoise Armor is opened to its maximum, I still can't avoid getting injured. It seems that I still have a long way to go.

The result of the battle came out, and the room defined the battle as a draw. Feng Yi and Long Wan'er, who was ranked 18th, tied, which naturally surprised everyone again.

However, the battle scene was real, and there was a factor of Long Wan'er underestimating the enemy, but Feng Yi's progress during this period was indeed very great.

Long Wan'er did not continue to pester the enemy and walked out of the battlefield accompanied by Lin Hui. The others also left.

Long Ye and Liu He came over, and Liu He asked: "Feng Yi, are you okay? Is this woman crazy?"

Feng Yi grinned and said, "It's okay, don't worry."

Liu He glanced at Ye Ming several times and said, "You two have a really good relationship now, hahahaha."

Then he laughed dryly several times and wanted to ask something, but was pulled away by the cold Long Ye.