Feng Qizheng's face went red.

Tantai Qingyue hadn't even drawn her sword. Luckily it was the scabbard against his throat. If it had been the point, he'd have been in real trouble!

Feng Qizheng was born with monstrous strength, and his skill just about ranked him a first-rate fighter, but against Tantai Qingyue he couldn't last three moves.

If she had drawn her sword, he probably wouldn't have lasted one.

That was the gap between an ordinary master and a master above the ranks altogether. It was a chasm there was no crossing.

"I lose!"

Feng Qizheng admitted defeat with good grace. He'd been outfought, and if he didn't take it well on top of that, he'd just look petty.

Yue Congyun's eyes lit up.

She was a woman too, and a martial artist, and for years she had heard about this woman at the very pinnacle of the martial world.

She picked up her spear and stepped forward. "Please, teach me!"

Tantai Qingyue didn't refuse. She gave a slight nod.

Yue Congyun didn't hold back either. Her spear shot out, fast as a streak of light.

But she couldn't last three moves against Tantai Qingyue either, and was beaten with ease!

Yue Congyun smiled ruefully and bowed with her fists together. "Thank you for the lesson!"

Tantai Qingyue nodded once.

Then her gaze settled on Ning Chen. "The Prince Who Holds the Realm is a fine fighter. Why not spar with me?"

Ning Chen narrowed his eyes. He could tell at once that Tantai Qingyue was up to no good.

The woman wanted to make a fool of him.

Ning Chen knew perfectly well that even though he'd refined that breath too, there was still a huge gap between him and Tantai Qingyue.

He was about to refuse when Feng Qizheng said, "Ning Chen, don't chicken out. Just go for it... I bet you can last three moves."

Three moves?

Ning Chen sniffed. He'd refined that breath, after all. There was a gap between him and Tantai Qingyue, sure, but he was confident he could go fifty moves without…