"What do you want to do?"

  Wu Zhong snapped out of his reverie to find Yun Luo Feng standing right in front of him. Suddenly, he felt a chill run down his spine as if a cold gust of wind had blown against him, causing him to shiver all over. Even he himself couldn't understand why this fourteen-year-old little girl could exert such great pressure on him.

  This feeling, even when facing a stronger opponent than oneself in those years, was never felt!

  "Aren't you trying to take over the Luofeng Pavilion?" Yunluo Feng raised an eyebrow and said condescendingly, "Since that's the case, I can satisfy your ambition! As long as you can defeat me, the position of pavilion master of the Luofeng Pavilion will be yours."

  Wu Zhong couldn't believe such good fortune and stared at Yun Luofeng with wide eyes.

  She was certain that if she could defeat herself, she would step down and yield to virtue?

  "Is that true?" Wu Zhong's eyes sparkled with excitement, he never thought that getting the Lu Feng Pavilion would be so easy!

  "Not bad," Yunluo Qing's hands were clasped behind her back, and she gave him a sideways glance, curling up the corners of her mouth. "In this world, it is indeed survival of the fittest! If I really wasn't your match, you becoming the master of Luofeng Pavilion would be only natural, but..."

  She paused for a moment, and a hint of evil intent flashed in her dark eyes.

  "Once you lay a hand on me, you'll have earned your treacherous name! Are you sure you want to go that far?"

  "Heh heh," Wu Zhong ignored the initial unease in his heart, curled up the corner of his mouth and smiled sinisterly, "The position of the pavilion master is indeed taken by whoever has the ability. I have this skill, so naturally I don't want to miss this opportunity. Moreover, you're just a waste..."

  Thing...

  The last word had not been spoken, when with a loud crash, the slender hand, as delicate as jade, contained an extremely powerful force, and landed heavily on Wu Zhong's chest. His brain had not yet reacted, when his body crashed violently into the snow-white wall.

  The ash on the wall fell, covering Wu Zhong's body. He stood up with his chest covered and a surge of anger in his chest: "Yunluo Feng, you..."

  Boom!

  A leg swept over from the side and kicked him hard in the face, sending his body flying out suddenly, directly punching a hole in the wall.

  "Get up."

  She slightly raised her eyebrows, and in her pitch-black pupils, there was a glint of evil light. With an overbearing tone, she said: "Continue."

  Among the ruins of the collapsed wall, Wu Zhong spat out a mouthful of blood. His left cheek was purple and blue, and his angry eyes contained a layer of incredulity: "You're not trash?"

  Who the hell said that Dragon Yuan Country's General Sun's granddaughter is a waste? Have you ever seen a waste who can hurt this high-ranking spiritual master? If the person who spread the rumor that Yun Luofeng is a waste appears, he guarantees not to kill him!

  "People all say I'm a waste, but they forget that in this world, no one is born to be a useless piece of wood." Yun Luo's eyebrows were raised high, his eyes gleaming with arrogance as he gazed at Wu Zhong. "Wu Zhong, you want to be the master of Luofeng Pavilion so badly? I'm not unwilling to give you an opportunity. If you can just touch the hem of my robe, this position will still be yours."

  "Preposterous!"

  Wu Zhong snorted, even if this little girl wasn't a waste of space, what difference would it make? As a high-ranking member of the High Spirit clan, couldn't he at least touch her hem?

  At this thought, Wu Zhong raised his head and looked towards Yunluo Qing.