Li Feng who sat next to her noticed Fen Ziyan's lingering gaze and bitter expression, then leaned closer and whispered softly,
"Senior Sister Fen… don't worry. I'll make sure your bottleneck problem is solved soon, so you can advance toward the 9th realm of Qi Refinement quickly..."
Hearing his comforting word, Fen Ziyan's lips curved into a small, happy smile.
"I believe in you…" she murmured.
Li Feng eye lingered a bit on her ample breast then smile and turned his attention back to the arena, where Senior Sister Yue had already unsheathed the sword he gifted her.
Meanwhile, Liu Yanyue stood calmly with her sword still sheathed in her hand, her intentions unreadable beneath the black blindfold covering her eyes.
Li Feng, for some reason, could tell this was going to be a tough match. It was an instinct born from his strengthened body, a quiet warning of some sort that the clash ahead would be dangerous. He leaned toward Lin Yu and asked in a low voice,
