"This is better, rather than us killing each other, let’s see who’s got bigger skills," the two looked at each other and nodded. If it really came to a fight, even if they set aside their differences and teamed up, they would not be opponents for Qu Shanhai’s group; since Qu Shanhai had given them this chance, they naturally wouldn’t let it pass.
As they spoke, they didn’t even glance at Mu Hanyan. Chen Pingfeng was right, if they couldn’t break the cocoon and get the Dragon Blood Stone, these youngsters wouldn’t stand a chance; they simply didn’t want to leave so dejectedly and were looking for some psychological comfort.
Seeing no objections, Mu Hanyan’s face broke into a relaxed smile. Whether she ended up succeeding or failing, having tried and fought, she would have no regrets.
"So it’s decided, who will go first?" Qu Shanhai asked. Follow current novels on noᴠelfire.net
"Let us go first," the two who came earlier said in unison. Even if they teamed up, they were still isolated and didn’t want to let Qu Shanhai have the advantage.
"Hmph, didn’t you just try before? Now it’s our turn," Chen Pingfeng scoffed.
The others who came with him also showed intent of shared enmity, giving those two a cold look.
"Alright, then let’s let you go," outnumbered, the two had to compromise.
"Be careful with that Dragon Blood Stone, Pingfeng, it’s a bit peculiar. Don’t let anything unexpected happen," Qu Shanhai cautioned.
"Don’t worry," Chen Pingfeng said dismissively. "They were just too impatient earlier, and that’s why they suffered that setback. I came prepared; there will be no accidents."
Although his strength was slightly inferior to Qu Shanhai’s, when one reached the realm of Great Swordsman, advancement considerably depended upon chance encounters and insights. A sudden epiphany could greatly surpass others’ strength, but without such opportunities, even ten years of hard cultivation might not yield any progress.
When it came to the foundation of cultivation, Chen Pingfeng was even more solid than Qu Shanhai.
Chen Pingfeng moved in front of the red cocoon around the Dragon Blood Stone, confidently glancing at Mu Hanyan, "Kids, pay attention. Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures aren’t for everyone; with your little strength, better go home and suck milk, hahaha."
Amidst the roaring laughter, Chen Pingfeng’s Sword Light burst forth, striking directly at the cocoon.
With a deafening thunderous noise, the earth shuddered, and Chen Pingfeng was suddenly choked up mid-laugh.
What followed was... Wow, Heavenly Flying Immortal indeed!
Chen Pingfeng screamed as he soared into the sky, much like the legendary ascension in broad daylight, only much more hurried and abrupt, his screams more frantic.
Just as he had said, he was prepared, hence the power of this sword strike was incomparably greater than the previous two, and naturally, his flight was more visually pleasing.
"Kids, watch carefully, not everyone is qualified to fly; with our little strength, better maturely stay put and watch others fly," Zirong solemnly instructed Huayue and Che Xiang.
"Pfft!" Mu Nan burst out laughing, Che Xiang grinned, silently, squeezing his thigh trying not to laugh out loud.
The usually stern Huayue was hard-pressed to keep her mouth shut, her facial muscles twitching one after another. Holding back laughter is quite a skillful act—especially of the more challenging sort.
(In a couple of days, the male lead will appear stunningly before the female lead. Ye Lanfeng: Author, you step-mother, I can finally stop spying on my dear Little Han Yan from the shadows. PS, step-mother author howling, begging for collections, recommendation tickets, full-star ratings! I’ll strive to be a real mother, really!)