"Three seconds, huh?" Chewing on those words, Feng asked the little girl, "What's your name?"

"Nangong Ziyu."

"Nice name, make your move, Zi Yu." Although Feng Yi didn't want to ruin a childhood, it seemed unavoidable, so asking this little girl's name was still very important.

Upon hearing this, the girl said, "Get ready, I'm really going to strike now."

"Draw your sword, young lady." As he spoke, Feng Yi pulled back his rear foot, adopting the starting stance of military boxing that had the air of an expert, but such movements were obviously inadequate in the eyes of a true connoisseur.

The tall little girl moved incredibly fast, much faster than the person before, nearly reaching Rank 3. Unbeknownst to everyone, she showed no mercy at all. With a flying leap, she raised her princess shoe and swung it directly towards Feng Yi's face.

Fuck, coming at me with such a ruthless kick? Bro can dodge bullets, and with my density-strengthened bones fully capable of resisting bullet inertia, let alone a simple flying kick, Feng Yi saw it coming and reflexively stepped aside and followed up with a lightning-fast up close punch. During this, the girl's body, which was frozen mid-air, had only moved a mere few centimeters. In other words, her movements were virtually still to Feng Yi.

It was only then that Feng Yi was startled to realize he was in the wrong setting; this was neither a battlefield nor a life-and-death fight. If he landed that punch, the girl's bones might shatter.

He quickly retracted his punch and took several steps back to create distance.

Very few people present could truly see Feng Yi's movements. To be exact, it was his reflexive counter the moment he was attacked that they missed, seeing only the landing motion of his backward jump.

The little girl only felt a gust of fierce wind on her face, the cry of a hawk beside her ear, and her opponent somehow jumped back a good distance unpredictably. She didn't think much of it and, as soon as she landed, advanced instead of retreating, continuously lowering her body and then swiftly moving left and right to close in on Feng Yi…

Truly a young genius from the Nangong Family, her oppressive boxing and footwork left the crowd speechless…

But Feng Yi kept dodging, his body swaying and moving in response. Whenever the girl launched an attack, Feng Yi would preemptively dodge just before her actions were fully formed, prompting sighs of awe from the audience.

For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded… What kind of keen agility was this? Forget three seconds, ten seconds had passed, and the girl hadn't even touched the hem of his black clothes. Who was he, really?

At this moment, countless people in the audience started to doubt Feng Yi's identity. He was a warrior capable of delivering a punch of 232 kilograms, and yet his movements were so bizarre. Could it be that this man was a specialist in agility?

The little girl, the tall loli, all good, but Feng Yi, while dodging, hinted, "You've lost, little girl."

The little girl was completely infuriated, her face turning a deep shade of red. If she had landed even one punch, it wouldn't have come to this. Her punches were fierce, and after a short burst, she began to pant. Looking at her opponent, he was completely unfazed.

Zi Yu expressed her displeasure, despite her heaving chest; her fists kept raining down relentlessly.

Having not touched him with her strongest attack, let alone after unleashing her full potential, Feng Yi couldn't help but shake his head. He really did get carried away with the child. You punch, I dodge; see a pink fist coming from the left, I dodge to the right; a right punch comes and I dodge to the left; a punch from the front and I dodge backwards; one dodge, two dodges, dodging over and again, I'll keep dodging until you cry…

This, this was just too bullying, the girl was nearly crying. While attacking, she also had to endure the man in black's lessons, "You're moving too slowly; that's not how you use an attack; don't tense up when moving; relax, relax; it's only by tensing your muscles and focusing your nerves at the moment of attack can you achieve explosive power."

"This is wrong too, pay attention to your positioning, steady your lower body; you're shaking and tottering about, not looking like a Martial Artist at all. Even if I stood still without moving, you wouldn't be able to touch me."

"Then why don't you just stand still and let me hit you," the loli decided to make the bad brother cry.

Feng Yi really just stood there without moving. To confirm this, he even casually flipped his hand and immediately took out the military poster he had bought the day before to look at it, not even bothering to glance at the lolita again. However, no matter how the lolita waved her arms, she couldn't touch Feng Yi in the slightest.

Reading a book can not only increase one's knowledge but also understand the events of the world, improve one's insight—books are indeed wonderful. While reading, Feng Yi continuously pointed out the inadequacies in the lolita's attacks.

Whenever the lolita threw a punch or kicked, Feng Yi would twist his body in ways that defied physics, suddenly changing his stance, hurriedly squatting deeply, or making an urgent ducking motion. This baffling way of reading a book instantly made the area completely quiet.

Snap...

Following a slap, the book that had been rolled up without anyone noticing accurately struck the lolita's little head, causing her to cry out 'ouch'. She clutched her head and pouted her lips with an extremely reluctant expression.

Zi Yu was very angry, and the consequences would be very serious. The outcome might not be great, but still, she puffed out her cheeks, sulking, and charged directly at Feng Yi. You can't dodge this time, can you?

Hey hey, is that the way it goes? Helplessly, Feng Yi had to leave his original position, and after several more slaps—although they didn't hurt much—the lolita with reddening eyes finally started to cry, frustrated to the point of tears...

Listening to the child's wailing, an old man with white whiskers from the Nangong Family almost carried the lolita off the stage, which provoked laughter from the crowd below. That little girl is just too adorable.

But more than that, the agility of the man in black was indeed fully displayed in these two fights. People became more curious about his identity, and their anticipation for the following fights increased. Though these fights weren't intense, they definitely belong to the most intriguing category.

"Sir is truly remarkable. Let me have a try with you."

As she spoke, a beautiful young woman stepped onto the stage with a graceful walk, her voice sounding as melodious as the music of the heavens.

Looking at the incoming person, dressed in flashy and bright attire, her vivid red lips on her mouth were particularly eye-catching, like a deep red rose in full bloom, with a faint smile on her face.

One after another, wow, it proves that the saying 'never offend a woman' still makes sense. When you offend a woman, more will stand up against you, and they simply won't reason with you.

Is she... the Nangong Family's Elder Fali? Upon seeing the newcomer, some old folks couldn't help but gasp. Only a few people at the scene knew Fali's true background. Unlike the testing elder, Fali was the true power-holder of the Nangong Family with an exceptional status.

Do not be deceived by her young and beautiful appearance. As an elder, Fali is known for executing special missions with a cold-blooded existence. It is rumored that she once single-handedly annihilated a mercenary organization of a certain country overnight.

Fali's every frown and smile were filled with an irresistible charm that was hard for men to resist. Although it was just a sparring match, the man in black's strength had clearly garnered high attention from the Nangong Family; otherwise, they wouldn't have sent Fali, a top fighter, to probe him.

Watching the newcomer with a cold eye, Feng Yi's eyebrows slightly furrowed. He sensed a hint of danger, an instinctive intuition as a warrior. "So you want to have a try too?" he said.

"Hehe, of course," Fali's voice was sweet as if it was coated with sugar, creating a numbing sensation, but it couldn't hide the fluctuations of dangerous aura.

But what realm was Feng Yi at? When he comprehended the Third Mystery, when he truly reached the highest unity with nature, he could easily perceive anyone's positive and negative magnetic field fluctuations. Dealing with such an opponent, he really had to be careful.

"Do you want a casual sparring or a real fight? The choice is yours, how do you want to battle?" Feng Yi said with a faint smile, even though a stormy battle aura enshrouded his body invisibly at that moment.

Fali seemed to have vaguely sensed something and, without showing much, slightly frowned, "Let's do it the normal way."

Feng Yi's voice was short and forceful: "Draw your sword."

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