We agreed to save the world together, and you said you are the creator god?

"Ms. Zhuo? This is all I can see for now. I don't know whether my improvement is right or not. If there are any mistakes, I hope Miss Zhuo will just regard it as my arrogant behavior today and ignore it."

Feiying said modestly.

As the saying goes, the master leads you in, and cultivation depends on the individual.

That was all she had to say; the opportunity had been given to her.

As for whether Zhuoran can listen to her and remember her words, it is her own business and no one can force her.

Zhuo Ran finally woke up from her immersed world, and this time she bowed to Feiying with great respect.

"Thank you Miss Mu for your guidance today. Zhuoran has benefited a lot. After the competition is over, I wonder if I can meet with you in private. I want to continue to ask you for advice on martial arts."

Feiying smiled with relief: "It can't be called asking for advice, but we can communicate with each other."

"It's settled! Zhuoran will step down and wait for Miss Mu."

Zhuoran walked off the stage holding a spear.

Feiying's performance after winning the game won praise from many people present.

It is rare to find someone like her who can let go of past grudges and not hide anything after winning against her opponent.

Many people came to talk to Mu Heng.

"Duke Mu, congratulations on having such a promising daughter."

Mu Heng listened to their praises, and couldn't hide the smile between his eyebrows.

After Feiying fought with Zhuoran, she stood on the stage until the end of the game, and no one came up to challenge her again.

The main thing is who dares to do it.

They are not blind. Although they didn't know Feiying's strength before, they all knew that Zhuoran had real kung fu.

Otherwise, as a woman of her generation, if she did not have real ability in the past few years, even if she was the daughter of a great general, she would not be able to stay in the military camp, a place where strength is respected.

This competition has come to an end. Feiying has been defending the title for seven days since the first day with her strength. This achievement will become a topic of conversation among people now and in the future.

As the last defender, Feiying naturally went to meet Jing Anyu after leaving the ring.

He praised her highly: "Mu Yan is a woman of good character and a kind heart. She is beautiful and intelligent, and has great martial arts skills. She has won hundreds of matches in seven consecutive days. She is truly a woman of both civil and military talents. Therefore, I have specially appointed Mu Yan, the daughter of Duke Mu, as the current Princess Protector of the Nation. I hope that you will continue to learn, strive to reach new heights, and live up to your youth."

After he finished speaking, the palace maid beside him presented her with the imperial edict and a plaque representing her identity as Princess Protector of the Country on a tray.

Feiying was a little surprised. After thanking him, she took the tray in her hands.

Afterwards, Jing Anyu asked all the ministers to leave, and even he himself got on the sedan chair and returned.

At this time, Jing Anping walked up from behind her and patted her on the back.

"Congratulations, Princess Protector of the Nation!"

"Look, you followed me and became a princess. It's not a bad thing for you to participate in this competition. This status is more valuable than any amount of silver!"

Feiying glanced at him and said, "I'm happy today and don't want to waste any more words with you. Why don't you go back and divide the money?"

The next morning, Zhuoran sent someone to deliver a message, saying that he invited Feiying to meet at the Zuixian Restaurant in the city at noon today.

Feiying naturally dressed up and went there happily.

But there was a tail following her.

"Although Jing Anping agreed to let you come with him, you should be more restrained and don't offend Miss Zhuo."

"I know, I know. I don't need to do anything. She will be conquered by my charm."

Feiying rolled her eyes at her and said, "Jing Anping, I've always been curious about where your inexplicable confidence comes from."

They came to Zuixian Restaurant, and after telling the person they were looking for, they followed the waiter upstairs. Zhuoran was already waiting in the private room.

When she saw Feiying finally coming, she was very excited and went to greet her.

"Princess, you are finally here, please take a seat."

Only then did Jing Anping slowly walk out from behind Feiying, holding his head high and chest out, and not forgetting to shake the hair that fell by his ears.

Zhuo Ran was stunned at first, then recognized Jing Anping.

"Your Majesty?"

Feiying smiled and said, "The prince has recently been planning to learn martial arts. When I told Miss Zhuo that I would come today to exchange martial arts secrets, I insisted on coming along. Miss Zhuo, do you mind?"

"No, Your Majesty, please do as you please."

"Please take a seat, waiter, let's order some food! What would the prince and princess like to eat?"

As soon as he ordered the dishes, Zhuo Ran couldn't wait to throw out one by one the problems he had encountered or might encounter in martial arts training, and then waited for Feiying's response.

Feiying answered all the questions in detail, and her expression looked more and more admiring.

Later, when the food and wine were served, Zhuoran would often forget that there were dishes on the plate in order to ask as many questions as possible. By the time she remembered to eat them, they had already gone cold.

During this period, Jing Anping kept posing and making various poses, trying to use his good looks to get Zhuoran's attention.

It's a pity that Zhuoran never even looked at him from beginning to end.

After eating and drinking, Zhuo Ran was already drunk. He excitedly pulled Feiying to the nearest training ground for a fight, so that he could practice today's discussion in real life.

Neither of them brought any weapons today, and they borrowed weapons from the training grounds.

After a battle, Feiying found that she was able to do everything she wanted just by listening once.

He is indeed a natural martial arts genius.

Finally, after Feiying and she intentionally fought for a few more rounds, the battle ended in a draw as both of their weapons dropped from their hands at the same time.

After a while, Zhuoran's drunkenness was all gone with his sweat.

She wiped the sweat off her forehead and said, "I haven't felt so good in a long time."

"I really regret that you and I met too late. If you are free in the future, please allow me to learn more from you."

"Of course there is no problem."

On the way back after they separated, Feiying saw Jing Anping sitting in the carriage with his head down.

"Can you please stop sighing so much? It makes me upset."

Jing Anping turned his head away and said with dissatisfaction: "You are here to control me now. When you were chatting happily with Zhuoran just now, why didn't you consider my feelings?"

Feiying chuckled, finding it amusing: "You were confident in your charm at the beginning, and that you could attract Zhuoran's attention, but in the end, you couldn't even get her to look at you straight in the eye, and now you blame me? Jing Anping, act like a human being."

"Tsk, I don't accept it. I am so handsome and suave. No matter how I want her to fall in love with me, my plan should not fail!"

"Even if you don't accept it, the facts are here. I see her attitude towards you. Don't waste your time on any chance encounter plans. Just give up now."

Jing Anping listened for a long time without saying anything, until the carriage slowly stopped in front of Xiaoyao Palace. When he got off the carriage, he said this in angrily.

"I will not give up, just wait and see!"