Above the battle platform, Luo Yongcheng looked down at Qin Feng, who stood quietly below.
At this moment, Luo Yongcheng no longer had that condescending arrogance. He was panting a little, as his attacks had taken a toll on his health.
In contrast, Qin Feng remained calm and composed, like a still pond.
The difference between the two is obvious.
However, Luo Yongcheng was unwilling to give up. He was glad that the Grand Master hadn't opened the manor yet, but now he was carrying not only the face of Lingyan Pavilion, but also the wealth of Lingyan Pavilion's disciples.
"Young friend Qin, it's a matter of reciprocity. I've already made so many moves, it's your turn now."
Qin Feng smiled slightly, "Don't rush, take your time."
Luo Yongcheng's lips twitched. "Take it slow. I'm tired now."
Then Qin Feng's voice rang out, "Elder Luo, you'd better be careful."
After speaking, Qin Feng's figure flashed, and Luo Yongcheng was startled. This footwork and figure were somewhat similar to the ethereal footwork he had just used, but also somewhat different.
Could Qin Feng have learned the Ethereal Steps so quickly? That can't be right.
Just from that brief battle? That's incredible!
The disciples and elders of Lingyan Pavilion were all shocked.
"Why does Qin Feng's footwork look so familiar?"
"What looks familiar? Isn't that our Ethereal Step?"
"Ah, how could he know that? He didn't even have the incantation."
"That might be what genius is all about."
Shen Qianjun and Xu Yusong raised an eyebrow and exchanged a glance.
They could see the difference; they borrowed from the Misty Steps, yet were different from them—truly a prodigy.
Shocked, he became even more determined to befriend Qin Feng.
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