"Ye Luo, Ruo Bing, you’re here!"
Seeing Ye Luo and Leng Ruobing arrive, Zhao Gang stepped forward and warmly greeted them.
"Ruo Bing, you..." Zhao Gang’s gaze turned to Leng Ruobing, his expression one of concern, obviously because of Leng Ruobing’s strength. He didn’t know yet that Leng Ruobing had fully recovered her strength and had ascended to the seventh level of the Saint Realm.
"Director, my strength has already recovered. I can do this!"
Leng Ruobing spoke confidently, but when Ye Luo’s gaze swept over to Feng Dao, surprise flashed across his eyes. Through his Clairvoyant Eye, he had found that Feng Dao’s strength had actually broken through to the sixth level of the Saint Realm.
Just four or five hours ago, the opponent was still at the fifth level of the Saint Realm, but now, unexpectedly, he had broken through an entire level. And now, with Feng Dao’s sixth level of the Saint Realm strength, combined with his true combat capabilities, perhaps even martial artists of the seventh level of the Saint Realm might not necessarily be his match, which made it troubleso for Leng Ruobing to defeat him.
"You are Ye Luo!"
At that mont, Feng Dao’s gaze settled on Ye Luo, and a look of astonishnt glimred in his eyes.
"That’s right, I am Ye Luo!" Ye Luo walked over and nodded at Feng Dao. As for Feng Ying, he didn’t bother paying any attention to him. The latter had witnessed Ye Luo’s terrifying prowess at the plaza’s tournant in the morning and kept his head down, not daring to say anything.
"Alright, now that everyone is here, let’s talk about today’s internal selection event for the Special Security Agency, which is to select two mbers to participate in the upcoming Qing List Competition."
"To ensure that you don’t bring sha upon the Special Security Agency and the country, this selection event will naturally choose the strongest among you. Aside from Cao Wuheng, the four of you are currently the strongest in the Earth Group and the Tian Group."
"Therefore, this selection event will choose the two strongest among you four to join Cao Wuheng in representing the Special Security Agency and the nation in the Qing List Competition. I hope each of you gives your all and does not miss this opportunity."
Zhao Gang looked directly at the four participants and spoke, and since Cao Wuheng did not participate in this selection event, nobody had anything to say about it. After all, Cao Wuheng was recognized as the strongest young generation in the Tian Group, so one of the three spots was definitely his.
"Which of you two will co first?"
Ye Luo stepped forward, his eyes shifting between Feng Ying and Feng Dao. Both of them then promptly said, "We surrender!"
For the mbers of the Special Security Agency present, this outco was not surprising. They had all seen through the television what had happened in that morning’s plaza tournant.
They had also witnessed Ye Luo’s formidable strength, as he had severely injured the expert from Beichen Ittoryu with a single punch, which attested to his terrifying power.
Even though Feng Dao’s strength had had a breakthrough today, stimulated by the fight, he still had no confidence in facing Ye Luo and thus chose to surrender outright, considering there was still one spot left.
After admitting defeat, Feng Ying’s expression turned sowhat dejected, clearly aware that he was not a match for Feng Dao, and that he would not be earning the last spot.
"I also surrender," said Leng Ruobing as well.
"Good, since that’s the case, Ye Luo will take one of the two spots, leaving the remaining spot for the Qing List Competition to be decided among Feng Ying, Feng Dao, and Leng Ruobing."
Zhao Gang looked at the three and said.
Then Feng Dao stepped forward, casting a glance at Feng Ying and Leng Ruobing, and uttered, "Which of you two wants to make a move?"
"I surrender!"
Feng Ying shook his head and promptly left the area.
"And you?"
Feng Dao’s gaze shifted toward Leng Ruobing, whose expression tensed as she spit out, "Fight!"
Upon hearing Leng Ruobing’s words, everyone present was shocked, having not expected Leng Ruobing to refuse to admit defeat.
It should be known that from this morning’s battle, all these mbers of the special security bureau had witnessed the terror of Feng Dao, especially Zhao Gang. Being a martial artist of the Saint Realm himself, he knew that Feng Dao’s strength was at least at the fifth level of the Saint Realm.
And Leng Ruobing, even without any impairnt to her strength, was only at the Half-Saint Realm, how could she be a match for Feng Dao?
"Ruo Bing, you..."
Zhao Gang couldn’t help but speak as he looked at Leng Ruobing.
"Don’t worry, Director, I’m fine!" Leng Ruobing shook her head, her gaze firmly on Feng Dao as the cultivation technique within her body started to operate, spreading a powerful chill.
A terrifying aura burst forth, causing the mbers of the special security bureau around her to stagger backward in shock, their eyes filled with amazent as they looked at Leng Ruobing.
"This..."
When Zhao Gang felt the aura emanating from Leng Ruobing, which was many tis more terrifying than his own, he was completely dumbfounded, having not anticipated that Leng Ruobing could suddenly beco so formidable.
Even Feng Dao, upon feeling the seventh-level Saint Realm strength from Leng Ruobing, revealed a trace of astonishnt in his eyes, evidently also not expecting that a woman could possess strength greater than his.
"Be careful, Ruo Bing!"
At that mont, Ye Luo said to Leng Ruobing. Although he felt in his heart that Leng Ruobing might not necessarily be a match for Feng Dao, he did not stop her from making her move.
Because he knew Leng Ruobing’s character well, she would definitely fight even if she wasn’t a match for Feng Dao. Moreover, Leng Ruobing had just broken through to the seventh level of the Saint Realm and had not fully adapted to it. This battle could be a good opportunity to temper her so that she could fully adjust to her current realm and strength.
"Hmm!"
Leng Ruobing looked at Ye Luo and smiled, then her expression turned solemn as she watched Feng Dao, preparing for the battle.
Seeing Leng Ruobing displaying the strength of the seventh level of the Saint Realm, Feng Dao showed no fear. Previously, when he was at the fifth level of the Saint Realm and faced a disciple of Beichen Ittoryu who was at the seventh level, he still dared to fight.
Now that his strength had broken through to the sixth level of the Saint Realm, he was even less afraid to face Leng Ruobing’s seventh-level strength.
A terrifying aura spread from his body as he tightly gripped the heavy blade in his hands, which weighed several dozen pounds, and let out a low shout before slamming the blade viciously towards Leng Ruobing.
Leng Ruobing moved with a flicker, nimbly dodging the opponent’s strike, then swung both hands, releasing palm imprints filled with True Qi that combined her Ice Ability.
Because she combined it with the Ice Ability, Leng Ruobing’s True Qi carried an extrely strong chill, just like the True Qi of a disciple from the Snow Palace.
The terrifying coldness spread out, causing the air temperature around to plumt as if everything was about to be completely frozen. The mbers of the special security bureau surrounding them couldn’t help but shiver, hastily circulating their True Qi to resist.
Bang!
A muffled sound rang out as Feng Dao’s heavy black iron blade collided with Leng Ruobing’s palm print, instantly unleashing terrible energy. A wave of icy chill from the Ice Ability directly coated the blade in a layer of frost, sending the coldness rushing toward his body.
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