After being rejected several times, Feng Yuer's face turned cold: "Why, is marrying me a disservice to you? There are so many people who want this but don't have this opportunity."
Looking at Feng Yuer, who had a serious lack of self-awareness, Si Yun sighed and said, "Miss Feng, how about we make a bet?"
"What bet?"
"Let's fight. If you can beat me, we can get engaged as you said. But if you lose~"
"What if I lose?"
"If you lose, you have to agree to one of my conditions. But don't worry, my condition is definitely within your ability and it won't be too difficult."
"Okay." Feng Yuer agreed directly. Si Yun in front of her was only twelve years old. No matter how talented he was, he was probably just a Soul Master. But she was a level 51 strong attack Soul King, and her martial soul was a top-level martial soul like the Wind Sword. How could she lose to him?
In general, she has a great chance of winning, and what if she loses? It doesn't mean she can't continue pursuing her if she loses.
"She's determined to pursue this Holy Son today. She said that even the Pope can't stop her!"
"Well, Miss Feng, please come with me to the training ground."
"Okay." Feng Yuer said excitedly. In her opinion, Si Yun had already agreed to her.
Zhu Zhuqing and Zhang Ping also followed. Zhu Zhuqing was a little worried because the woman seemed to be much older than Si Yun. Zhang Ping had an expression as if she was used to it. The way things turned out was beyond her expectations, but if nothing unexpected happened, Si Yun would be able to get a ticket to Baiye Restaurant today.
After arriving at the martial arts training ground, Si Yun looked calm and composed, but the carefree Feng Yuer was a little nervous. However, she was not afraid that she could not beat Si Yun, but she was excited and nervous when she thought that the man in front of her would soon become her fiancé.
"Hehe, I'm older than you, and I won't bully you. I'll give you three moves, go ahead." Feng Yuer said calmly as she stood in place.
"Um, are you sure, Ms. Feng?"
"Of course I'm sure, let's make our move quickly." As she spoke, she had already completed the possession of her martial spirit, and a green sword appeared in her hand. Although she did not swing the sword, the air seemed to be cut by the sword as it passed by it, and five soul rings of yellow, purple and black also appeared on her body.
Seeing this scene, Si Yun felt somewhat satisfied. It was worthy of being one of the seven major sects, the Fengjian Sect. The Fengjian martial spirit was indeed well-deserved of its reputation. However, no matter how strong it was, it was only at the same level as the Fire Leopard and was no match for him at all.
"Well, Miss Feng, I'm going to take action."
After saying that, Si Yun's martial spirit possessed him, and a powerful machine attached to his body. The yellow and purple spirit ring configuration always blinded people's eyes.
The next second, Si Yun's second soul ring lit up.
Ten micro missiles were launched instantly. Although Si Yun could dodge them with three moves, Feng Yuer did not choose to dodge them in order to show her powerful strength in front of Si Yun and make him believe that she was a reliable woman with enough strength to protect him. Moreover, the missile flew too fast and she could not dodge it.
"boom!"
The ground shook violently, and a mushroom cloud of medium size appeared from Feng Yuer's location, stirring up a cloud of dust all over the sky, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.
Fortunately, Si Yun had Zhang Ping and Sun Chuantao set up a silencer formation in advance, so the noise they made here would not be transmitted outside.
As the dust slowly faded away, the once bright and beautiful Feng Yuer had completely disappeared. Her clothes were now tattered, her hair was covered in dust, and there were traces of burns on her body.
Feng Yuer was also staggering. She couldn't believe that a Soul Master could actually use such an attack. No wonder Si Yun dared to fight her. Fortunately, she used the Wind Sword to resist most of the impact at the moment of the explosion. So although she looked embarrassed now, she was actually not seriously injured.
"Do you want to continue, Miss Feng?"
"Go on, of course, but you have to cherish the opportunity. I will make a move in two moves." Feng Yuer said gritting her teeth. She was a little angry now.
'After I catch this guy, I'm going to teach him a lesson. I'll spank him until he cries. You treated me like this today, and now you won't be able to regain your wifely authority!' Thinking of this, the corresponding picture appeared in her mind, and she suddenly felt a little excited and not so angry anymore.
Seeing that Feng Yuer seemed to be fine, Si Yun breathed a sigh of relief. As long as she was okay, it was good. After all, she was the eldest daughter of the Fengjian Sect, so he couldn't really hurt her.
The third soul skill, laser vision!
Two beams of scorching light instantly shot out from Si Yun's eyes. Because of the previous attack, Feng Yuer didn't dare to be careless this time. She immediately held the wind sword horizontally to block it.
In the blink of an eye, the laser beam hit the sword of Feng Jian. The strong impact force caused Feng Yuer's legs to slide backwards, and two deep grooves appeared on the ground.
30 seconds later, the wind sword in Feng Yuer's hand flew out, and even the sword body was bent a lot.
"You lose, Miss Feng."
After Si Yun finished speaking, Feng Yuer just stared blankly at her flying wind sword. Si Yun's strength was far beyond her imagination. It seemed that, let alone giving him three moves, even in a normal fight, she was afraid that she would not be his opponent, and she was so arrogant before.
"Just tell me what you want." Feng Yuer said dejectedly.
"It's not that difficult actually. I want to go to Baiye Restaurant, but I need an introducer. I hope Miss Feng can be the introducer."
"Can."
Feng Yuer agreed without thinking. This was indeed a simple matter. Any of those rich girls who lined up in the morning could do it easily.
"Then Zhang Ping, you should take Miss Feng to heal her injuries first. We will go to Baiye Restaurant together tonight."
"Yeah." Feng Yuer nodded dejectedly. She was still immersed in her own failure. The Soul King couldn't even beat a Soul Lord. She had deep doubts about her own abilities.
"I don't think I can..."
After Feng Yuer was taken away, Si Yun returned to his room and began to practice. He could feel that he was about to break through to level thirty-six.
As he grows day by day, his cultivation speed is getting faster and faster. Because of the "Soul Power Guide", even if he does not practice now, his soul power is slowly running on its own, slowly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is equivalent to Si Yun getting stronger every moment.
In the blink of an eye, it was night. After the treatment of the soul master, Feng Yuer's injuries had almost recovered, at least no sign of it could be seen from the outside.
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