Zhan Yun felt very uncomfortable, feeling as if Wei Shanshan, facing him, was like a kindergarten teacher toying with a small child.
Although Zhan Yun, the small child, bared his teeth and brandished his claws with great momentum, Wei Shanshan, as the teacher, seemed to be dodging and darting about, but the situation was always under her control.
"This can't go on!" Zhan Yun made up his mind.
Meanwhile, Wei Shanshan had a thought, "I've heard this kid can spar with Qi Lianzong, but he doesn't seem strong..."
With that in mind, Wei Shanshan began to deliberately make contact with Zhan Yun, although the exchanges were superficial, but soon, Wei Shanshan started to feel confident.
At this moment, Wei Shanshan assessed Zhan Yun's combat power, "This kid's mana nature is indeed special, and the strength is stronger than that of ordinary cultivators. Just competing in mana strength, he can almost match me, which is impressive!"
