Red Cloak bishop Forbes glanced at the field and then at Feng Yi, chuckling slyly, "Fists and feet have no eyes, I fear this battle might injure the general." While saying this aloud, he secretly wondered if this was the true intention of the Jade Clear Sect in inviting Feng Yi, to use him as a shield? He did not really believe the rumors that Feng Yi was bewitched by beauty, so the only explanation was that the Jade Clear Sect had secretly offered Feng Yi some benefits.

Wu Tian had not expected Feng Yi to appear at this moment either. After a brief thought and recalling Mingfei's words and Feng Yi's subsequent actions, he was suddenly enlightened. It seemed that Butterfly and Feng Yi were truly a match made in heaven, and the situation was progressing even more perfectly than he had anticipated.

Upon hearing this, Feng Yi gently extended his hand, "Your Excellency the Bishop exaggerates. I have also walked through the fires of war and am not so delicate. Since it is a sparring session, injuries are inevitable, and there is no need for apprehension."

Everyone present was stunned by his words! They suddenly remembered who Feng Yi was, what his status was—he was not just an ordinary advanced general, but the Special Envoy of the Federation, a national hero, a true veteran who had endured many years of the National Defense War. What great storms had he not seen? Compared to the battles among hidden sects, it was merely child's play. If Feng Yi's magnanimity was so limited, how could he be considered a peer of Kexiao?

At that moment, Qing Yin spoke coldly, "Perhaps Your Excellency the Bishop is not aware that speaking of individual combat, even the world-renowned Faceless Power King had been defeated by General Feng." His words implied that Shu Ke was probably not a match either.

Ya Ru's beautiful eyes sparkled as she leaned in and whispered near Qing Yin's ear, "Master, is General Feng really that powerful?"

"Perhaps even more than the rumors suggest. His aura is not ordinary."

"Forgive my stupidity, Master, but other than being approachable, I haven't seen anything special about him."

"That is where your ignorance lies. Although Feng Yi is the same age as you, his experience far surpasses any of your peers. Look at his ordinary demeanor, it actually reveals an extraordinary transcendence. It's a state of selfless purity, having traversed mountains and lands. Having experienced combat and martial arts, his expertise might even surpass mine. How can you youngsters hastily draw conclusions?"

Feeling Ya Ru's gaze, Feng Yi couldn't help but glance in her direction, causing her face to blush deeply.

The several protectors of the Jade Clear Sect also began to observe with great interest... It was undeniable, having sparred with Feng Yi before, they knew how formidable he was. If it were a matter of life and death, probably no one could match him, but it was unknown how much of his real strength Feng Yi could still utilize now.

Shu Ke laughed, "General, you're quite straightforward, but you'd better be careful. I don't go easy with my moves."

"Likewise, just bring it on," Feng Yi briefly replied, his face still casually smiling as he maintained his hands-on-shoulders pose. At his current level, he had reached a state where form did not hinder him; any form could instantly shift into combat mode. Of course, the major issue was still the physical hardware limitation preventing him from unleashing his full combat power.

Shu Ke's face was etched with ferocity as his cannonball-like body instantly turned into a rampaging tank, blasting towards Feng Yi with a resonating boom. It was a full-force attack that combined strength and agility.

The moment Feng Yi moved, he had already spotted the flaw. Hindered by circumstances, his movements couldn't keep up, so he had to shift from fist to palm to meet the attack.

A buzzing sound...

Wind surged past his ears as Feng Yi executed not just a single palm, but layered the palm winds together and instantly dispersed them, breath by breath, delivering dozens of strikes. Though the force wasn't very strong, the tenacity was impressive.

What followed was a shocking scene—Shu Ke's cannonball-like body was only pushed back a meter by Feng Yi's continuous palm winds before being slapped back.

What a set of clean moves! Two ranks apart, yet he neither dodged nor evaded. With a mid-Rank 1 strength, he boldly resisted a peak-level full-force collision without retreating. Just this move alone instantly won countless praises for him.

"You're quite skilled indeed, too bad, too bad, such attacks are somewhat inconsequential," Shu Ke twisted his neck, producing crackling noises. Accompanied by a roaring sound that intimidated the ears, he charged towards Feng Yi again, his palms and fingers opening and closing abruptly with a straightforward punch aiming right at his face.

"Your next move should be 'Embracing the Moon'," Feng Yi sidestepped, the punch wind passing through Shu Ke's straightforward punch, accurately aiming at Shu Ke's face.

Had it been an evenly matched competition, this hit would have landed, yet hindered by slightly slower speed—but still, Shu Ke was forced to reflexively move backward to dodge the attack, a natural reminder that this man was different from those hidden sect disciples, his punch wind extremely formidable. For safety, Shu Ke evaded Feng Yi's attack for the first time.

But the watching crowd saw it all clearly, missing by just a little. It was unfortunate that Feng Yi's preemptive strike was limited by speed, a contradiction felt as if a highly skilled opponent was unfortunately losing on speed.

Shu Ke rarely praised, "Good skills, worthy of the Special Envoy as rumored."

"You're not bad either, let's go again."

As Feng Yi spoke, his body surged up as he leaped into the void. Accompanied by a long cry of a hawk, his rapidly spinning body plunged like a hawk. Unlike Ancient Martial Arts, this was a high-rank military tactic known as Falcon Assault, focusing on dominant suppression and powerful destruction.

"That's more like it," Shu Ke's face bore a sinister smile, having heard of Falcon Assault but never actually seen it. As the sound of a fierce eagle wind reached his ears, he had already determined his opponent's move, eager to see the destructive power of the Falcon Kick.

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