Feng Qianyan glanced at it, and sighed in his heart: Heh, what kind of luck is this, second-order spirit master. It seems that all the good luck was given to my cousin!

As a "man of the hour", there are almost no people present who don't know Feng Qianyan, and Situ Jing is the same.

Seeing this No. 1 ranked little girl on the field, she couldn't help but secretly probe her cultivation. However, the result was a shock!

Feng Qianyan was wearing a bracelet to cover his cultivation, and Situ Jing naturally couldn't find out.

However, this one thought gorgeously and crookedly: since Feng Tilting Yan is ranked first, his cultivation will definitely not be lower than his own! This does not find out the other party's cultivation, so there is only one answer - that is, the cultivation of Feng Tilting Yan is above himself!

But...... Hearing that this little girl is only eight or nine years old, a third-order spirit master, Situ Jing's eyes unconsciously glanced at Xiao Yuchen in the stands, except for the nine-year-old who was a third-order spirit master's cultivation when he was admitted to the Royal Academy, he had never heard of a second one in the past few years!

Thinking of this, Situ Jing was a little skeptical of his judgment: Could it be that there was some inside story? After all, there was no information on this list about talent and cultivation. Could it be that this wind and face have not been cultivated at all?!

If Feng Qianyan knew the entanglement in Situ Jing's heart at this time, he would definitely cry and laugh......

After the two sides saluted, the competition officially began.

It was the first time for Feng Qianyan to enter the ring, he had no experience, and the other party was a second-order spirit master, so he decided to observe it first.

Situ Jing couldn't decide whether the little girl opposite was higher than his own cultivation, or whether he really didn't cultivate, so he was afraid in his heart and looked vigilant.

Feng Tianyan also stood still, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips, innocent.

And just like that, a third of the time passed. Neither of them was in a hurry, but the teacher under the ring was anxious and reminded: "What's the matter with you two? There is still time for a stick of incense!"

Feng Tianyan blinked, and the hands hanging by his side moved......

Situ Jing thought he was going to make a move, so in order to take the lead, he punched him first.

Who knows, Feng Qianyan just put his two little hands behind his back, and he didn't mean to make a move. And Situ Jing's fist covered with golden light came to him with the sound of the wind.

This speed ...... Oh, but it's a little bit slow!

Just when Situ Jing's fist was about to hit the little face that was overwhelming the country and the city, his footsteps retreated, and on the side of his body, the wind tilted his face and avoided it unhurriedly. However, in the eyes of outsiders, Feng Qianyan reacted half a beat slower, barely able to dodge, including Situ Jing.

I saw the little girl who had avoided a blow, standing with a light smile and holding her hands, calm and calm.

"I didn't do my best with this punch just now, count you lucky!" Situ Jing said, his arm raised, and another punch attacked, and the speed was indeed faster than the first punch.

And Feng Qianyan was still not in a hurry, and when the fist was about to hit him, he moved lightly and dodged to avoid it.

Three moves in a row, Situ Jing was empty. Feng Qianyan always held his hands behind his back, but he used his footwork to skillfully dodge the past, and he didn't use any spiritual power.

Situ Jing was annoyed: I don't see any spiritual power fluctuations?! This little girl either really has no cultivation! Or, she is playing tricks on herself.

Stopping the attack, Situ Jing protested to the judging teacher under the ring: "Teacher, she fouled!"

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