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Le Feng and Hu Yiba shared the same thought. Since they couldn't contend for the top three, they might as well do Chen Yu a favor or alleviate some guilt in their hearts.
Onstage.
Nangong Li casually said, "You're Le Feng? In terms of overall strength, you're indeed not bad. I also understand your intention, trying to probe my capabilities?"
Le Feng was taken aback. Nangong Li was so direct, unmasking his intent.
Precisely.
He thought the same as Hu Yiba, intending to gauge the top outsider disciple's capabilities. Hu Yiba seemed to have succeeded, and now it was his turn.
"Then as you wish."
Nangong Li's lips curled up, looking generous.
Cloud Stepping!
Le Feng held his treasure weapon, a broken sword, which melded with his steps, like a residual arc in the night sky, swooping straight at Nangong Li.
Swish!
Nangong Li's figure flickered, trailing a few afterimages, as he crossed paths with Le Feng several times.
"What an exquisite movement technique!"
