C557 Do you even have face left?

Putting aside who was more outstanding between Feng Zhi and herself, but no matter what, Feng Zhi was definitely not as harmless as she appeared.

After successfully refining the Ascending Dragon's Pill and helping Squeak, who had been trapped by the dragon egg for thousands of years, the dragon race had not been able to do this even after they had searched for experts. Furthermore, Feng Zhi's display of power in refining pills and rescuing Squeak

I am afraid, in the eyes of these Dragon Clan youths, Feng Zhi is just a harmless little kitten, in truth, she is a tigress that no one can suppress.

Actually, if you think about it carefully, you will understand.

In this world, people and matters were mostly according to the rules of being grouped together as a group.

Even if Long Yan was from the dragon race, he was still an extremely rare existence. How could he truly like an ordinary human girl?

In short, Long Ling'er was completely convinced.

She did not know who she would stand on when Long Hongxiao returned in the future, or even if she didn't stand on any side, but at least for now, she was supporting Feng Zhi with her strength.

As a result, when she heard the people talking about Feng Zhi, Long Ling'er was so angry that her face turned red. She changed her direction and was about to rush down.

But Feng Zhi stopped Long Ling'er.

She raised her chin towards the silver-haired dragon youths below. "Those are the members of the Frost Dragon Clan?"

Long Ling'er nodded.

The dragon clans were divided into several large clans, and this could be seen from the hair of the people of the dragon clan.

Long Ling'er was of the Flame Dragon Clan, so she naturally had extremely dazzling, fiery red hair. As for the Frostdragon Clan, they had silver hair, and the Wind Dragon Clan with light green hair, etc.

Hearing this, Feng Zhi rubbed her chin with interest.

Since these Frostdragon clansmen were so 'enthusiastic' about her, she had to properly repay them …

At this moment, the two youths fighting in the arena were about to determine the victor. The others who had been talking stopped talking and concentrated on watching the fight between the two.

One of them accidentally stepped into a trap that the other person had set earlier. His feet were covered in frost and he was caught off guard.

In a fight between masters, even if it was just a moment of carelessness, they would always make sure that there was an opening.

Following the principle of "taking your life while you're sick", the fist was first punched out. The wind from the punch only managed to come in contact with the little fellow's body before the fist turned him into an ice sculpture. Before that person could break out of the ice, a dragon claw had already grabbed his neck.

Victory had been decided!

The youngsters in the stands all stood up and cheered when they saw this scene.

"Long Shuang, it looks like you still need to train for a few hundred more years before you can challenge Long Bing. Just be a good little brother!"

The crowd roared with laughter.

Long Ling'er explained next to Feng Zhi's ears, "The previous competition between the two people was between Long Bing and Long Shuang, and between the two of them, the same day was the same.

Of course, he had never won against the person called Long Shuang.

It was also a tragedy.

While Feng Zhi and Long Ling'er were talking, Long Bing and Long Shuang had already returned to the spectator's stand.

A group of young children surrounded the two of them. Just from the battle just now, they had chatted non-stop, and the atmosphere was quite warm.

Long Ling'er looked down and tilted her head to ask Feng Zhi, "Miss Feng Zhi, are we not going down?"

Feng Zhi smiled upon hearing this.

"Of course we have to go down," Feng Zhi said. "Moreover, we have to choose a battle method that will make them remember this for the rest of their lives …"

With that said, flames started to rise from Feng Zhi's body.

Even if Long Ling'er belonged to the Flame Dragon race and was born to be able to control flames, she still uncomfortably retreated a few steps when she felt the temperature of the flames on Feng Zhi's body.

Feng Zhi did not care about Long Ling'er, the spirit energy in his body shook, and his entire body turned into a huge fireball.

Then...

Like a comet colliding with Earth, this fireball flew at an extremely fast speed towards the place where the dragon-kind youths gathered in the stands.

These Dragon Clan youths were all only a few thousand years old, although they were young, their strength was not weak. It was almost as if the flames on Feng Zhi's body had already turned out wrong.

However, Feng Zhi had the advantage of being in a higher position, and her speed was so fast that it was hard for people to react. Even if the Dragon Clan youths found out that something was wrong, they could only raise their heads and watch as Feng Zhi swooped down towards them.

Only the Frost Dragon Clan disciple called Long Bing, although he couldn't dodge in time, he used all of his strength to smash his palm against the top of everyone's head, forming a thin shield of ice.

Of course, this was useless.

The instant the powerful fireball came into contact with the protective frost barrier, it turned into a hemispheric protective barrier that evaporated into nothingness due to the extremely high temperature.

Boom!

The fireball dragged its tail and smashed down heavily on the bodies of these Dragon Clan youths.

It was unknown what material the stands were made of, but after suffering this blow, they did not sustain much damage. On the other hand, the Dragon Clan youths were all sent flying left and right by this collision, to the point where even Long Ling'er, who was watching this scene from the air, found it hard to bear watching.

After a long while, the youths of the dragon clan each stood up once again with a "humph".

Many pairs of eyes that were about to spew fire at any moment suddenly turned into a straight line as they glared at Feng Zhi together, "You are …"

The word "who" did not come out.

Only because, in the current Dragon Valley, would there be anyone who did not know Feng Zhi?

Afterwards, the youths of the dragon clan had strange expressions on their faces.

The ones with the biggest reaction were the youths of the Frost Dragon Clan who held the advantage in numbers. They all glared at Feng Zhi, their bodies releasing a dense amount of cold air. This place is not the Profound Martial Continent, this place is … "

Feng Zhi made an ear-piercing gesture, and calmly said: "I know, this is the Dragon Valley, there's no need for you to repeat yourselves."

After being interrupted like this by Feng Zhi, the originally confident and confident youth from the Shuang Long Clan paused in their questions, and one of them said angrily, "Feng Zhi, do you still have any face to sneakily attack like this?"

Do you even have any face?

Regarding this question, Feng Zhi gave her an answer, and she decisively replied: "No!"

No one would have thought that they would hear the answer from Feng Zhi's mouth, and all of them flipped backwards in anger.