Fantasy: I Can Randomly Refresh My Realm

Challenge from ZimingdingXiao Feng originally didn’t intend to respond to Zi Mingding, thinking he was just causing trouble by coming here.

Who knew he would escalate, actually setting his sights on the Shanhe Sword.

Only to see Zi Mingding, with a Face full of coldness, come to Xiao Feng’s side: ”If you’re afraid of losing, you can give me your Shanhe Sword, and then I won’t bother you anymore.”

Speaking of this, he paused slightly, then provoked: ”The Shanhe Sword is only fit for the strong to possess, and you are not that strong.”

At this time, many Qing Sect Disciples were walking by and heard Zi Mingding’s words, exchanging glances: ”He actually provoked the Sect Leader’s direct Disciple?”

”It seems we have a good show to watch today.”

Almost all the passing Disciples stopped in their tracks, as if wanting to see if Xiao Feng and Zi Mingding would have an earth-shattering battle.

The Shanhe Sword was something he risked his life to get back; no one could have any ideas about his Shanhe Sword.

Only to see Xiao Feng, with a chilling gaze, look at Zi Mingding: ”You only said what you would take from my hand if you win, but you didn’t say what would happen if you lose?”

When Zi Mingding heard Xiao Feng thinking he would lose, he couldn’t help but burst into laughter: ”With my strength, how could I possibly lose to you? Haha.”

Xiao Feng looked at Zi Mingding, who clearly didn’t think he would lose, and crossed his arms: ”I should be considered the only Disciple in the Qing Sect to have obtained the Shanhe Sword, right?”

With just one sentence, he was like someone whose tail had been stepped on, his Face full of anger: ”If it weren’t for you using those underhanded methods to cross the Qingquan River, how could...”

Just as Xiao Feng was about to retort, Zhou Wei happened to pass by, heard their conversation, and came to Xiao Feng’s side: ”You absolutely must not accept his challenge.”

Other Disciples heard Zhou Wei stopping Xiao Feng from accepting the challenge and pointed at Zhou Wei one after another: ”What does his challenge have to do with you?”

”Exactly, I think the Sect Leader’s direct Disciple probably doesn’t have any real skill, otherwise why wouldn’t he accept the challenge?”

Although the Disciples’ voices were relatively low, Xiao Feng could still hear their words completely, and he let out a cold snort: ”I just think a one-on-one fight is a waste of time.”

With such time, he would rather practice his inner cultivation methods a few more times to elevate his strength further.

It’s a pity that the Disciples didn’t understand him, even thinking that he was unwilling to accept the challenge because he was guilty.

Since that was the case, Xiao Feng slowly came before Zi Mingding and chuckled: ”I am willing to accept your challenge.”

Before Zi Mingding could say anything, he continued: ”But I have one condition, and that is if I win, you give me the Purple Gold Defense Token.”

The Disciples heard what Xiao Feng wanted and exchanged glances: ”Purple Gold Defense Token? That’s the defensive token Third Elder gave him.”

Originally, a few people said Xiao Feng’s wager was too excessive, but then they suddenly thought of Zi Mingding wanting to take Xiao Feng’s Shanhe Sword.

Comparing the two, Zi Mingding was actually the most excessive one.

Back then, Xiao Feng crossing the Qingquan River was something all the Disciples witnessed with their own eyes; the pain involved was not something ordinary people could withstand.

Now, Zi Mingding actually wanted to gain something for nothing, snatching away the Shanhe Sword that someone had painstakingly brought back.

When Zi Mingding heard that Xiao Feng actually took a fancy to his Purple Gold Defense Token, his brows furrowed slightly, and he didn’t speak for a long time.

Zhou Wei found an opportunity and walked in front of Zi Mingding on behalf of Xiao Feng: ”What? This time you’re afraid of losing.”

He knew that Xiao Feng, as the Sect Leader’s direct Disciple, could not do things within the Sect that would damage the Sect’s reputation.

And he was merely an outer Disciple; he believed no one would care about him.

When Zi Mingding saw Zhou Wei constantly circling him and mocking him, his Face was full of anger: ”Let’s compete then, but the method of the competition must be decided by me. Can you agree?”

Xiao Feng thought there were only a few types of competitions and shrugged indifferently: ”Of course.”

The Disciples originally thought the two wouldn’t fight, but who knew the tension between them would become increasingly severe.

By now, the two had already agreed to spar, their Faces full of ecstasy: ”This time there’s a good show to watch, the Sect Leader’s direct Disciple versus the Third Elder’s direct Disciple.”

Both of their Masters were influential figures within the Sect, essentially meaning the two represented each other’s Masters.

This battle not only concerned their own Face but also the Face of Third Elder and the Sect Leader.

At this moment, Zhou Wei returned to Xiao Feng’s side and frowned slightly: ”Why did you agree to him choosing the method of the competition?”

For some reason, Zhou Wei always felt that Zi Mingding had a scheme.

But he hadn’t stated the method of the competition, so Zhou Wei had no evidence at all and couldn’t just badmouth Zi Mingding out of thin air.

Xiao Feng looked at Zhou Wei’s worried expression and laughed heartily: ”I have never taken him seriously; it’s the same no matter what method of competition he uses.”

After Xiao Feng’s reminder, Zhou Wei only then remembered that the person in front of him had once defeated Feng Luo; there shouldn’t be many people within the Sect who could defeat Feng Luo.

As more and more Disciples gathered, the Sect Leader and Elders also noticed the situation over there.

Only to see the Sect Leader secretly using Spirit Energy to observe the two, and upon learning that they wanted to have a competition within the Sect, a smile appeared on his Face.

If Xiao Feng retreated whenever he encountered something, then he would not be qualified to become the Sect Leader’s direct Disciple at all.

After just the time it takes an incense stick to burn, Xiao Feng looked at Zi Mingding, who hadn’t said anything for a long time, and couldn’t help but glance at him: ”What? Can’t think of a surefire way to win?”

The Disciples couldn’t help but laugh; they really hadn’t expected Zi Mingding to be unable to utter a single word for so long.

When Zi Mingding heard the Disciples beside him subtly mocking him, he couldn’t help but glance at them: ”Shut up, I have my own method for the competition.”

In just ten breaths of time, Zi Mingding, with a serious expression, came before Xiao Feng and Zhou Wei: ”It’s best for the Sect not to see the tragic sight of Senior Brothers and Junior Brothers killing each other; let’s compete using a different method.”

Xiao Feng saw Zhou Wei wanting to retort to Zi Mingding, pulled Zhou Wei back, and nodded his chin towards him: ”Go on, what is our competition method? I’m waiting for your information.”

When he heard that Xiao Feng didn’t refute his competition method, he sneered: ”This time we’ll try something new; we won’t have a martial competition, we’ll have a scholarly competition.”

All the Disciples exchanged glances, their Faces full of surprise: ”Scholarly competition? There’s actually such a competition method within the Sect.”

Zhou Wei looked at Zi Mingding, who didn’t dare to confront Xiao Feng with martial force, and couldn’t help but mock: ”Worried that you’re not Xiao Feng’s opponent, so you’re changing methods to find another way?”

The other Disciples, however, looked at each other, not a single person having expected Zi Mingding to duel using such a method.