Starting as a prodigy wanting milk? A world-destroying deception in the opposite direction.

Suddenly, Ye Zhi Qiu's smile vanished, and he uttered a low shout: "Gentle Breeze Sweeps the Willows!"

He formed a hand seal, unleashing a surge of spiritual power that transformed into a seemingly gentle yet resilient breeze.

The wind suddenly accelerated as it brushed past Zhao Huaijin, like invisible blades peeling away his defenses layer by layer, leaving him neither injured nor able to retaliate.

Ye Zhi Qiu moved like a ghost. While Zhao Huai Jin was focused on defense, the tip of his fan was already at Zhao Huai Jin's chest. Ye Zhi Qiu withdrew his strength and said softly, "Brother Huai Jin, you are too kind."

Zhao Huaijin's grip on the sword tightened and loosened repeatedly, and after a long while, he finally managed to utter two words:

"Ingenious." He was unconvinced, but had to admit it.

Yi Tianxing, He Wushuang, Zhao Yi, and others were also watching from the high platform. When Zhao Yi saw that Zhao Huaijin had lost, he slapped his thigh:

"Oh dear, what a pity!"

He Wushuang looked at Ye Zhiqiu and said calmly, "You have plenty of skill, but not enough killing intent. You may win in the martial arts competition, but whether you live or die is another matter."

Yuan Ji shook his head slightly:

"Brother He, you are mistaken. They are only at the first level. It is already remarkable that they can control their moves without hurting their skin."

Could you have done that when you were in your first year?

Zhao Yi then added, "Brother Yuan is right."

The third match was a team battle, with Shen Zhen's team drawing lots to play 2v2.

Qi Xuejian and Zhou Shi were in one group, and Wu Xian and Li Qingyan were in another group.

At the start of the battle, Qi Xuejian took out a compass and used the rudimentary power engraved on it to block Wu Xian and Li Qingyan's retreat; Zhou Shi, under the cover of the compass's power, launched a fierce attack, heading straight for Wu Xian's face.

Facing the pincer attack, Wu Xian and Li Qingyan worked together seamlessly. Wu Xian took the initiative to step forward and receive Zhou Shi's heavy blow, while using the force to spin around and redirect Zhou Shi's force to one side, perfectly demonstrating the principle of using the opponent's force against them.

Li Qingyan then launched his strongest offensive, instantly disrupting Qi Xuejian's formation.

The battle highlighted the tacit understanding forged through life-and-death experiences. Wu Xian and Li Qingyan's cooperation was particularly exquisite. Li Qingyan took the lead in the attack, while Wu Xian provided support, cleverly defusing the fierce attacks of Qi Xuejian and Zhou Shi.

In the end, Li Qingyan delivered a precise thrust, striking Qi Xuejian in the back of the heart, securing a narrow victory.

The most exciting part was when Shen Zhen stepped onto the field to give instructions during the battle.

Qiu Zhengnan and Su Mingyuan wanted to see Shen Zhen's true fighting strength, so they stepped forward.

Shen Zhen suppressed his cultivation to the late stage of the first rank, fighting two opponents alone. He mainly used the Shadow Strike and the improved Blazing Sun Cage, and also secretly incorporated spatial techniques.

Qiu and Su exerted their full strength, and their offensive almost completely enveloped Shen Zhen.

At the critical moment, a faint light flashed in Shen Zhen's sea of ​​consciousness.

In that instant, the world fell silent.

He suddenly felt his mental energy condense instantly.

He used the Blazing Sun Cage to trap Qiu Zhengnan, and then his figure blurred, leaving two afterimages.

One force met Su Mingyuan's attack head-on, while another silently circled around to the flank.

Su Mingyuan pierced through the afterimage in front of him with his sword, realizing the danger, and hurriedly returned to defend.

However, Shen Zhen's moves were too unpredictable. The Nian Jie Chi attacked from an angle that Su Mingyuan could not have imagined, and he was instantly restrained by the afterimage. If it were a real battle, he would be seriously injured even if he did not die.

Almost simultaneously, another afterimage lightly patted Qiu Zhengnan's back with the back of a ruler. The force was gentle, yet it caused his blood and qi to stagnate and his mental energy to be cut off.

"Thank you for your concession."

Shen Zhen withdrew his ruler, and the two shadows merged into one. From the moment he made his move to the moment he finished, it only took a few breaths.

Qiu Zhengnan and Su Mingyuan were both shocked to find that Shen Zhen could win so easily against two opponents.

Qiu Zhengnan said calmly, "Special Envoy Shen, we have lost."

Su Mingyuan pursed his lips, said nothing, clasped his hands in a fist salute, turned around and went back. He was both shocked and unwilling, and secretly resolved to cultivate diligently in the future to surpass Shen Zhen.

Gu Chengye, standing beside him, kept his eyes fixed on Shen Zhen, his fingers unconsciously rubbing his cuffs, his eyes shifting between light and shadow, as if he were plotting something.

Zhan Tiancheng's gaze was fixed on Shen Zhen. After a moment, he leaned close to Feng Yu's ear and whispered:

"Your Highness, this young man is destined for greatness. If we can recruit him, he will be a great asset."

Yi Tianxing looked at Shen Zhen in the arena, his eyes filled with both relief and worry. After a long while, he said softly, "She's alright."

He Wu's eyes flickered, and he remained silent, while Zhao Yi clicked his tongue in amazement:

"Brother Yi, your disciple... neither Shadow Strike nor Blazing Sun Cage are exceptional moves on their own, but he has managed to combine them so exquisitely..."

He paused, then added, as if talking to himself:

"If we're at the same level, then... let's call it a 50/50 situation."

Yuan Ji withdrew his gaze from Qiu Zhengnan and lingered on Shen Zhen for a long time before speaking in a calm voice:

"Brother Yi, my young lady's talent is already outstanding, but to be honest, compared to your disciple, she is not as good as him."

Yi Tianxing laughed and quickly returned the compliment.

"Brother Yuan, you flatter me. Your young lady is also exceptionally talented. Given time, she will surely achieve extraordinary things."

In an instant, Shen Zhen became the focus of everyone's attention.

The local scions who were watching all showed expressions of amazement and envy, and began to whisper among themselves.

"Shen Zhen is too amazing. He can fight two opponents so easily. He is a role model for us all."

"Yes, the Shadow Strike and Blazing Sun Cage are too powerful, and that mysterious spatial technique is unheard of."

"..."

Qian Duoduo went even further, shouting, "Special Envoy Shen, you're amazing! You're my idol!"

Not to be outdone, Agutuo also shouted, "Lord Shen is mighty! Lord Shen is invincible!"

The martial arts demonstration concluded in a friendly and enthusiastic atmosphere.

Everyone gained something from this trip, and this young team has undergone a complete transformation.

A few days later, the delegation bid farewell to Dayue City and embarked on their journey back to the capital.

Han Zhong, Wei Qingxu, the Qian family father and son, and the peddlers who had been saved by Shen Zhen and others all came to see them off.

Han Zhong stepped forward:

"Special Envoy Shen, Third Prince, we owe a great debt to you both for our trip to Dayue City. Who knows when we will meet again after this parting?"

Wei Qingxu nodded in agreement:

"Special Envoy Shen has accomplished so much at such a young age; his future is bright. Please don't forget us in the future."

Qian Duoduo didn't shout. He squeezed to the front of the crowd, opened his mouth, and finally only managed to utter one sentence:

"Special Envoy Shen... will you come again in the future?"

Shen Zhen smiled slightly, did not answer, but simply clasped his hands in farewell to everyone:

"Please wait a moment, everyone."

After saying that, Shen Zhen flicked his whip, and the caravan slowly set off.

That evening, the team set up camp at the foot of a sheltered cliff on the edge of the desert.

A campfire was lit, dispelling the chill of the night. People sat around it to rest, some cultivating, others talking in hushed tones.

As the night deepened and all was quiet, everyone gradually went to bed.

Shen Zhen sat by the campfire, seemingly meditating and regulating his breathing, but in reality, part of his mind was immersed in his sea of ​​consciousness, continuing to familiarize himself with the storage ability of the Green Lamp, while studying the trace of "fear" pseudo-divine power within his body.

Just then, a furtive figure approached.

Shen Zhen turned his head and saw that it was Agutuo, who had a fawning smile on his face and said in a low voice, "My lord, you haven't rested yet?"

Shen Zhen opened her eyes and glanced at him indifferently: "What is it?"

Agut looked around to make sure no one was paying attention, then said mysteriously:

"My lord, isn't it almost the New Year? I... I have something I'd like to offer you." As he spoke, he pulled out a long, thin object, about two fingers long, tightly wrapped in rags, from his robes.

"My lord, look."

"What is this?" Shen Zhen frowned slightly.

Agutto whispered, "I don't know either. I picked it up from the bone staff of the witch... Garro."