Half an hour had passed, and the first training ground had already determined its hundred victors. Under the guidance of the mentors and elders, they gathered outside the second training ground, quietly waiting. Everyone’s attention immediately turned to the second training ground.

  Dong Yan Cuo, Yun Qingqing, and Ye Wan Jun had successfully passed the assessment. They had an easy time, as no one dared to provoke these three troublemakers.

  "She’s definitely fine," Ye Wan Jun muttered.

  "Sister is the best!" Yun Qingqing’s eyes were filled with admiration.

  Dong Yan Cuo said nothing, his gaze fixed on Nan Gong Huan, his eyes rippling like water.

  The second training ground still had 120 people left. Everyone had formed groups and quieted down, recovering their stamina while sizing each other up, no one making a move.

  Everyone had a good chance of staying, and they were all looking for the easiest targets, locking onto a few.

  Of course, some had their eyes on Mei Zhengfeng. This beggar-like mechanist was the easiest target. His device was damaged and he couldn’t protect himself, but the terrifying aura around Nan Gong Huan made people afraid to approach.

  "Let’s work together, quick and decisive," a man in green robes suddenly approached with his three teammates, speaking to Nan Gong Huan from ten meters away.

  His eyes flickered, his heart pounding. He was indeed attracted to Nan Gong Huan’s undeniable strength, but he couldn’t bring himself to admit he wanted to cling to her. He only proposed cooperation.

  She even protected a little beggar, so she probably wouldn’t refuse them... the green-robed man thought.

  The others’ eyes immediately turned tense, watching this scene. Forming alliances at this stage would undoubtedly increase their chances of success.

  "What’s in it for me if we cooperate?" Nan Gong Huan lazily yawned, bored to the point of drowsiness.

  The green-robed man was speechless, but one of his teammates couldn’t hold back and stepped forward, saying, "If we cooperate, we can pass the assessment together. Isn’t that a benefit?"

  "Right, we’re not weak either. Everyone else is in groups of five or six, and there’s only two of you. You’ll easily get ganged up on."

  Mei Zhengfeng, seeing the aggressive tone of the group, timidly shrunk back.

  "Sorry, I don’t need you to pass the assessment," Nan Gong Huan narrowed her eyes, displeased by their forceful tone.

  If they continued to be so rude, she wouldn’t mind sending them out herself.

  "You..." the teammate wanted to say more, but the green-robed man stopped him.

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  "Then sorry for bothering you. Good luck with the assessment," the green-robed man still had some self-awareness and pulled his three teammates away to find other allies.

  Mei Zhengfeng calmed his nerves and said to Nan Gong Huan, "That man in green seems to be the young master of Daliang City. I heard he awakened an eighth-level talent."

  "Mm," Nan Gong Huan replied absentmindedly.

  At that moment, an eight-person team surrounded Nan Gong Huan and Mei Zhengfeng.

  Whether they were too bold or just confident in their numbers, among them were five Second Spirit Life cultivators, making their overall strength one of the top among all groups. In front of them were two fierce silver wolves, baring their teeth at Nan Gong Huan.

  "Even though you’re at the Third Spirit Life, we’re not weak either!" The leader, a man in black robes, was at the mid-stage of the Second Spirit Life, his talent among the best.

  But in the Feng Xuan Royal Academy, geniuses were a dime a dozen.

  Mei Zhengfeng was worried. His Fly was damaged, and after his repairs, it could barely function, but the cooldown time would be longer.

  Under his control, the Fly wobbled into the air, sparks flickering from the damaged parts, looking quite dangerous.

  Mei Zhengfeng had made up his mind. If Nan Gong Huan really couldn’t hold out, he would detonate the Fly, taking out at least three people.

  "You can all come at me," Nan Gong Huan raised an eyebrow, beckoning them with a finger.

  Seeing Nan Gong Huan so calm and relaxed, completely unafraid, the eight people on the other side felt unsure.

  "Should we go? She looks like she could take us down," they whispered among themselves.

  "Is she bluffing? Maybe she’s actually terrified inside?"

  "Don’t be afraid. We have numbers. Everyone’s just awakened recently. She must have used some extreme method to reach the Third Spirit Life, likely with an unstable foundation. If we work together, we can eliminate these two," the black-robed man said in a low voice, his eyes flashing with determination.

  In their eyes, Mei Zhengfeng was just clinging to her, essentially zero combat power, completely negligible.

  "If you don’t come at me, I’ll come at you," Nan Gong Huan cracked her knuckles.

  These people were too indecisive. Weren’t they here to fight her? Why were they hesitating like turtles?

  The black-robed man’s expression turned cold, and he ordered, "Attack together!"

  Hesitation leads to defeat!

  Four spirit martial artists charged forward with their weapons, teaming up with the silver wolves to block all of Nan Gong Huan’s escape routes. She was backed against the edge of the training ground. Even if they couldn’t defeat her, just pushing her out would be a victory!

  "Chains of Light!"

  "Chains of Flame!"

  The two mages in the team cast spells to immobilize Nan Gong Huan. Two differently colored magic circles appeared beneath her feet, and chains of magic extended to bind her limbs.

  Mei Zhengfeng stepped forward, shielding Nan Gong Huan.

  He nervously controlled the Fly, waiting for the right moment. When their positions were more concentrated, he focused his mind, ready to detonate the Fly. But a soft hand from behind rested on his shoulder.

  "Let me handle it," a light, playful voice said, full of ease.

  In the next moment, the chains snapped, and the magic circles shattered, the backlash sending the two mages stumbling back and falling to the ground.

  Mei Zhengfeng turned in shock, only to find Nan Gong Huan had disappeared.

  Where did she go?

  At that moment, screams rang out. Mei Zhengfeng turned again, shocked to see Nan Gong Huan had already kicked two spirit martial artists out of the boundary!

  Her speed was incredible. With a light tap of her foot, her flexible figure darted through the wind. She grabbed one person’s arm, spun him around, and flung him out of the boundary. Then she sidestepped and kicked another spirit martial artist in the rear, sending him flying as well.

  Her movements were smooth and seamless, almost without pause.

  The black-robed man panicked and immediately called for the two silver wolves to retreat, but the wolves’ speed was no match for Nan Gong Huan’s.

  "Sorry for the rudeness," Nan Gong Huan’s voice echoed like a ghost. The next moment, the black-robed man and his summoner teammate were grabbed by their collars and tossed out of the boundary, rolling several times.

  "Awoo!" The two silver wolves chased after their masters.

  That left the two mages... Nan Gong Huan glanced at them lazily. "Will you leave on your own, or shall I send you?"