Chapter 31 Challenge
Nan Tingjin's face was cryptic and hard to understand. When he said this, the cold color in his eyes made people chill. He squinted his eyes and looked at Feng Kuang who stood there as if the sky had fallen and remained calm, with a conceited smile all the time on his face.

Seeing his appearance of "I won't pay you back", Feng Kuang just smiled coldly, raised his brows high, and then said: "Then I will let you see that I, Mo Qingye The real ability to open your mouth!"

When the words fell, everyone looked at her again, really not understanding where the aura of a little concubine like her came from.

However, with that confidence in their hearts, there was an arrogance that looked down on the world, making them all look up.

Seeing that Feng Kuang fell behind, Hong Chen took out something from his sleeve again.Everyone was dumbfounded, only to see a piece of rice paper slowly opened, and a domineering ink brush appeared in front of everyone.

At first glance, I was amazed by the handwriting, and then I saw the content on it, and I was dumbfounded again...

Nan Tingjin's soft face turned pale in an instant, her eyes could not hide her astonishment, she stared at the three words on the rice paper, gritted her teeth and read: "Challenge - book!"

On the paper, it was a challenge letter that Feng Kuang had prepared a long time ago. The challenger, of course, was herself, and the person being challenged—Nan Tingjin!

"Since His Highness King Jin believes so much in his abilities, we will solve the problem in the way of warriors in the Nanfeng Martial Field in seven days. Only the winner will be qualified to be the master of the core rain flute."

Since Longhuazhou respects martial arts, it is natural that martial artists are supreme.In this place, the most disgusting people are those who dare not even accept the challenge letter.It can be said that those who do not accept the letter of challenge will be listed in the ranks of the weak in this world, and everyone will cast aside and look down upon.

In the arena, losing can only show strength.But if you don't even dare to go to the ring, then you don't have the qualifications to be respected and looked up to.

Feng Kuang naturally expected this. Even an ordinary person can only choose to accept the challenge in this world of warriors, let alone such a proud person as Nan Tingjin?
snort!Nan Tingjin, if you come back obediently, nothing will happen to Xin Yudi. Since you insist on being my enemy, then why should I, Feng Kuang, not fight back?

Feng Kuang is confident that he has the ability and will not lose, while the people on Nan Tingjin's side were surprised when they saw the challenge letter, and then they all laughed.King Jin is the God of War in the Chaoyun Kingdom. In terms of martial arts, that is an existence that no one in the Chaoyun Kingdom can match. Could it be that the Fifth Young Lady of An Guohou's Mansion has become a fool again?He dared to challenge King Jin, heh, this is simply hitting a stone with an egg, and there is no possibility of winning.

"Mo Qingye, it seems that you have already prepared everything. But what qualifications do you have to compete with this king?"

Nan Tingjin naturally didn't believe that Feng Kuang had the ability to defeat him. Although she showed her hand on the wedding day, it didn't mean that she had the ability to defeat him.His martial arts were taught by Master Shenyun, the world's martial god, and his martial arts have been improved since he was a child.

This Mo Qingye is only 15 years old now, no matter how talented she is, even if she has practiced martial arts since her mother's womb, it is impossible for her to have as deep internal strength as him, at most, she is more dexterous than ordinary people.

Hmph, beat him?It's a joke.Overreaching!
The disdain in Nan Tingjin's eyes was seen by Feng Kuang, but An Wang Nanting Yunteng moved his right hand, thinking of the embroidery needle that Feng Kuang had just inserted into his hand, his expression was complicated.

Maybe, she really has this ability...

Just as King An was thinking, he suddenly heard Feng Kuang say again: "Qualification, I am qualified just because I defeated King An just now! Your Highness King Jin, is it because I am not qualified that you do not accept the challenge? Or not?" dare?"

King An, although he is not as good as Nan Tingjin, his martial arts are also top-notch in Chaoyun Kingdom.Being able to defeat King An means that he is already among the strongest.Even though they hadn't seen the fight between Feng Kuang and King An just now, but seeing Wang An's silence, they could guess that he lost!
Feng Kuang knows that for a proud and conceited person like Nan Tingjin, the more he reveals his strength to him, the more unwilling he wants to trample you under his feet.Naturally, you will want to accept the challenge letter.

What's more, in this world where warriors are respected, he dare not refuse!
Nan Tingjin glanced at the challenge letter with a gloomy face, it was written clearly, whoever wins, the core rain flute will belong to him.

If you lose, you will also lose this core rain flute...

I was a little hesitant before, but then I thought about it—how could he lose?Then he replied: "Huh, this king wins you. It's as simple as trampling a little ant to death. Why don't you dare? Indeed, only a strong person is worthy of being its master, and this king is this strong person." .Seven days later, this king will fight, but I don't know what will happen to the loser..."

"The loser will follow the winner!"

Nan Tingjin's lingering voice dragged on for a long time, and Feng Kuang followed his words.

After saying that, Nan Tingjin nodded in satisfaction, stretched his fingers, and signed his name on the challenge book...

Afterwards, the news that the Fifth Miss of An Guohou's Mansion issued a letter of challenge to her ex-fiancé King Jin quickly spread, and people in the streets and alleys began to look forward to it—what kind of wonderful side will be revealed after seven days...

……

"Miss, it turns out that you have already arranged everything."

After leaving Prince Jin's mansion, Feng Kuang and Hong Chen didn't get into the carriage again, and walked leisurely on the street.

Thinking of the scene at King Jin's Mansion just now, Hong Chen admired his young lady even more.It's really risky to force King Jin with a challenge letter, if you lose...

"Don't worry, I won't lose."

Seeming to see through Hong Chen's mind, Feng Kuang glanced at her and said confidently.Then he remembered the Bingshan Xuantie on his body, and asked again: "Hongchen, do you know who is the most famous swordsmith here?"

Seeing Feng Kuang's confident appearance, Hong Chen felt a little more at ease. After thinking for a while, he replied: "The most famous blacksmith in the world is the famous 'Ghost Iron', but this person invested in it a few years ago. The disciples of the Night Soul Sect have declared that they will never make weapons for anyone other than the members of the Night Soul Sect, and this is also a rule set by the Night Soul Sect Master. If Miss wants to find him, it may be too difficult."

The Night Soul Sect is a sect that gradually floated a few years ago.Feng Kuang has also heard rumors about this sect, and the rumors are extremely mysterious, and the leader Ye Jue has disappeared without a trace, and no one knows his true identity.

"Hongchen, find a way to contact the people of the Yehun Sect? Tonight, I will meet the leader Yejue!"

……

In the quiet night, a dark room illuminated by glazed lanterns.A man in black walked in through the door lightly, then knelt down on one knee, and said to the man in black who turned his back to him: "Master, the Fifth Miss of An Guohou's Mansion please see me!"

Hearing the words, the man in black who was honored as the leader, the corners of his eyes became affirmed. In the blink of an eye, his sexy thin lips curled up slightly: "Fifth Miss of the Marquis of An Guo?"

(End of this chapter)

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