"Not bad at all." Inside the room, Wu Tian's Spiritual Sense witnessed the scene, and he couldn't help but smile. In this mundane city, a world where Spiritual Energy has long vanished, for the little one to grow so quickly is truly beyond my expectations. Her talent is something I've never seen before; perhaps only the Empress could compare. I've read her destiny. She is fated to become a ruthless ruler, possessing the aura of a supreme Empress.
"Are you kidding me? I have the talent of Zhang Sanfeng! There's no way I can lose to a child!" Lu Yunsheng gritted his teeth, frantically unleashing his Inner Strength. His fists flew wildly, stirring up fierce gusts of wind that sliced across the snowy ground like knives, leaving deep marks behind.
"This isn't fun," the little one said, shaking her head. Her tiny, chubby fist shot out as well, but at a deviously clever angle. It slipped past Lu Yunsheng's flurry of punches, and with a leap, she smacked him squarely on the head.
