But in the next moment, Feng Yi instead turned around slowly like a machine, looking at this extraordinary woman who had been knocked away by him a second before and now standing behind him. It was utterly bizarre.

"Sir..." Ai Jiudie carefully chose her words and then said with a graceful smile, "You truly have remarkable skills, and your reputation is well-deserved. I humbly admit defeat."

Admit defeat? Feng Yi's blood pressure soared instantly, "Miss, you're underestimating me."

Ai Jiudie tilted her head and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

"I attacked first, yet I'm still on the defensive. Since your speed far surpasses mine, there's no need to be overly humble."

"You're joking, sir. I dare not accept such praise. Compared to your dominating strength, mere speed is hardly commendable."

"No need for modesty. They say in martial arts, speed is invincible. Miss, your movements are as fluid as a dragon and swift as a swallow. Surely you must be holding back?"

"...Aren't you the same, sir?"

Ah, this... Feng Yi was indeed stumped by the question.

But he also had to admit, Ai Jiudie had ignited the fire in Feng Yi's blood completely, "I don't think you're an ordinary disciple from the Jade Clear Sect. Since you're a peerless expert, why not fully engage in a battle with me?"

Ai Jiudie said, "Sir, you just mentioned showing courtesy and stopping at due points. Why now wish to fight me with all your strength?"

"Mistake, I meant that I step back three points. You're special, so special that you seem familiar to me."

"Familiar... What does sir wish to know?"

"Who exactly are you?"

Ai Jiudie subtly smiled, her gaze carried hidden depths, yet she retained an air of pride and temperance, speaking neither hurried nor humble, courteous yet firm and fierce, "Why is sir so persistent about identity?"

"Being persistent about identity, of course, I have my reasons."

"Could I hear them? I have some wine here." While speaking, she surprisingly pulled out a jug of warm wine from her arms, inadvertently almost exposing a familiar jug to Feng Yi, "I had to leave in a hurry, so the wine ran dry. Please, do not blame me, sir."

"They say there's no poetry without wine, hence no stories either. If miss wishes to listen, perhaps we can start over and discuss at length."

Talk, talk, talk. Talk your nonsense, are you two flirting and showing off here?

Mingfei was utterly shocked. She was left aside for several minutes, just listening to these two bantering back and forth nonstop...

You say your martial skills are excellent; I say I'm impressed. You say you're admired; I say I'm concerned. Are you doing a commercial performance of praising each other?

Mingfei could now confirm that, at this moment, Ai Jiudie definitely leaned towards the Mengdie persona, at least in her wording, she could roughly guess.

With Feng Yi's constant remarks, Ai Jiudie lowered her eyelids, not really wanting to get serious, "Seems like sir is determined to compete with me?"

"Miss, your skills are remarkable, please don't hold back in teaching me."

Feng Yi pulled back into a bow stance, a frosty aura burst outwards from around him.

Undoubtedly, Feng Yi was just sparring before, not intending to go all out. But this time, it's different. Ai Jiudie's skills had shown him that she was not as simple as she appeared.

Of course, this battle wasn't a life-or-death struggle. Feng Yi would harness his previous power, but his attitude had changed.

"Sir, please wait, I still find something unclear."

"Please speak."

"What if I lose in our match, and what if I win?"

"Nothing much."

At this moment, Feng Yi was also puzzled. He could sense a familiar aura from the other person, even the speech seemed to match someone from his memories, yet something felt off. If it were merely a fight, Feng Yi wouldn't be this puzzled. Or rather, he wanted to confirm a suspicion in his heart by observing in battle.

Ai Jiudie gently said, "Fists and feet are blind, please make your move, sir."

"Ladies first, please, miss."

"Sir, please."

"Miss, please..."

"Hey, I'm telling you two..."

As soon as she spoke, Mingfei felt a chill descend. Her body was suddenly locked in place, and it wasn't just one aura focusing on her, but two? Apparently, she, the third wheel, was the one who shouldn't be standing there.

Enough. I've had enough. Can't handle it anymore. Mingfei sighed deeply, pretending not to see these two who were behaving as if they were in love and respect.

Their dialogue quickly resumed, "Sir, please don't evade, go ahead."

"Miss, you go first."

"Sir, please."

"Miss, please."

"Sir, please."

...

Feng Yi was somewhat embarrassed. The first time, he took the initiative to strike, behaving this way was hardly gentlemanly: "In that case, why don't we set some rules?"

"I would love to hear them."

"How about one move? If you can knock me away in one move, I'll concede. If I can throw you as I did before, you lose."

"A woman is naturally weaker, sir, you really make it difficult for a lady," Ai Jiudie replied with an unchanged smile, appearing even more radiant, as if she didn't want the conversation to end prematurely.

"Then what does miss mean?"

"Let's go with your rule, sir, I'm happy to learn from the master, but..."

"Then please forgive me."

As Feng Yi spoke, he seamlessly transitioned into a power-building motion, his body left the ground, shooting towards Ai Jiudie's face like an arrow leaving the string... With a combat level of 24.5 million, enough to contend against a Titan Giant, naturally unafraid of close combat, not to mention against a woman.

Seeing this scene, Mingfei was utterly stunned... Because Ai Jiudie didn't even intend to dodge, meaning if this punch landed solidly, it would be lethal. Even a tank would be punctured.

Bang! The sound of rolling waves and air currents instantly expanded from around them, spreading outwards. The howling winds bent the wild grass and made Ai Jiudie's black hair dance in the breeze...

"I bet the miss has no will to fight." Facing Ai Jiudie, who neither dodged nor evaded, Feng Yi had to retract his fist to about a centimeter from her face.

Ai Jiudie's eyes carried a depth and hidden emotions, a faint smile seemed to appear on her cheeks, "I bet sir's fist has no bullet."

"So what now, does this count as a draw?"

Ai Jiudie said, "What if it does?"

"You would be the first to tie with me."

"What a first, hasn't sir heard of the phrase 'instant familiarity, lifelong friendship'?"

"You are..."

Ai Jiudie smiled gracefully, "Neither flower nor dew, with much lament. Speak without meaning and sentiment unsaid, meeting in the autumn wind and night rain, why not pursue happiness to the fullest?"

"Miss truly speaks with eloquence, naturally endowed with beauty and grace, my admiration knows no bounds."

This, Feng Yi truly couldn't answer, but it didn't mean he didn't understand.

Since the other party had no intention of clashing, he naturally had no reason to stay further, because she didn't need his guidance at all. He didn't even understand Mingfei's intention in inviting him, which seemed more like probing?

Of course, albeit Ai Jiudie's beauty and allure, and her proactive invitation, with an apparent affection shifting between her brows, this couldn't shake Feng Yi's heart.

Indeed, even if his heart wavered with indecision, even with Mingfei standing aside, he was still a gentleman at heart, so Feng Yi, harboring countless regrets, still declined Ai Jiudie's kindness...

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