All beasts submit, and the peerless imperial princess is about to defy the heavens!

Wu Feng's senior brother noticed that something was wrong.

Feng Ning's figure flashed and she reappeared on the stage. "How is it? Senior brother, should we change to another one? This one seems to have fainted from exhaustion, let's change to another one."

That senior brother had his brows furrowed tightly.

Pointing to another person, he said, "You go."

The moment the man stepped onto the stage, he became alert.

Feng Ning then looked at that senior brother, "Senior brother of Wu Feng, we're going to have a best-of-three series. This is already the second round."

The person on the stage did not underestimate her opponent, and without waiting for her to say anything more, he directly drew his sword and charged forward.

Feng Ning activated the Illusionary Shadow Technique, swiftly dodging his attack.

She shook her head helplessly. "Senior brother, why are you in such a hurry? Can't you wait until I finish speaking?"

The man sneered, "Take this!"

But just as he was about to draw his sword and charge, he suddenly lost his focus.

He shook his head, and when he opened his eyes again, Feng Ning had disappeared, and in front of him appeared a woman he had been thinking about day and night and had longed for.

She was looking at him with a charming expression, calling out "My Lord" repeatedly.

"My lord, don't you recognize me?"

"My love, come here quickly! Have you forgotten our promise? We promised to be together for life."

"My lord, come and see, this is our child."

……

Scenes flashed by one after another.

He froze on the spot, and involuntarily reached out and grabbed her hand, his face full of smiles.

He was completely absorbed in a blissful fantasy, unable to pull himself out.

In reality, all people saw him standing on the stage, grinning foolishly, with one hand outstretched in front of him, looking silly and unsure of where to go.

Until he stepped into thin air, he fell flat on his face with a thud, getting bumps all over his head.

I only came to my senses now.

But by the time he realized what was happening, it was too late; he had already walked off the stage.

Feng Ning's laughter came from behind him, "Senior brother, you flatter me."

The senior brother then realized in a daze that this was an illusion.

But everything that just happened felt so real; he could almost feel that he was holding that person's hand, and it was still warm.

How could it be a hallucination?

Wu Feng's senior brother looked very grim. "What exactly happened just now?"

The man lowered his head. "It's an illusion! It makes people see the most beautiful things in their hearts, dreams come true. The scene is so realistic that it's hard to tell the difference."

It was precisely because it was so real that he couldn't refute it and ended up taking a wrong step.

The senior brother turned his head and picked out the strongest Foundation Establishment disciple. This person was at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, just one step away from entering the Golden Core stage.

"Go and remember this: everything you see is an illusion, no matter how beautiful it may be, don't believe it."

The man nodded solemnly and jumped onto the stage.

Feng Ning smiled at him, "Senior brother, are you ready?"

The man nodded.

Feng Ning raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

The man only felt the scene before him change rapidly; in the blink of an eye, he found himself in a sea of ​​fire.

He kept telling himself that this was an illusion, an illusion, and that he should not believe anything here and should remain calm.

In an instant, he adjusted his mindset.

He sneered, "We've seen through your little tricks. Put away your illusions."

Feng Ning's voice came from somewhere, "Is that so?"

Her laughter was melodious. "Then please wait and see, senior brother."

Then, a shower of fire rained down from the sky.

The man sneered, "You think these little tricks can fool me? I won't believe them."

however.

His expression changed drastically when the rain of fire was only a step away from him and about to hit his head.

I quickly rolled to the side, my heart pounding like a drum.

The scorching temperature of the flames just now could not have been produced by an illusion!

He even reached out and touched the flame.

The flesh on his fingers was burned.

Is this some kind of illusion?!

He dared not hesitate any longer and immediately drew his longsword to fight back.

All the others saw was that person frantically fighting with thin air; Feng Ning was standing not far from him, but he couldn't see her either.

Feng Ning was squatting to the side eating fruit, but he didn't react at all.

Others were somewhat puzzled.

"Senior brother, isn't something wrong? Wasn't it supposed to be something beautiful? Why is he attacking?"

"And wasn't it supposed to be an illusion? How could he have fallen for it?"

The senior brother's face was very ugly. "It's not an illusion. Look closely at his hands and body. There are burn marks from the flames."

Sure enough, everyone saw the marks on his body.

If it were someone else, they probably wouldn't be able to tell and would think that he hurt himself.

But these people knew best that the senior brother above had a gold spiritual root and could not possibly be burned by flames.

So the most likely explanation is that it was the woman on stage who did it!

Everyone's faces were extremely grim.

If they don't win this time, they will have suffered three defeats in three battles, completely disgracing the entire Martial Peak.

By this time, Feng Ning had finished eating the fruit, clapped her hands, used ice magic to melt water, washed her hands, and dried them clean.

Then he looked at the other side and asked, "Senior brother, are you going to admit defeat, or do you want to play a little longer?"

The man hurriedly shouted, "I surrender! I surrender!"

Feng Ning smiled, then snapped her fingers, and the formation vanished instantly.

He then saw his surroundings clearly and finally returned to reality.

Looking at his disheveled appearance, he held his breath, nodded to Feng Ning, and then stepped off the stage.

Feng Ning smiled and looked towards the Array Peak, "Senior brothers and sisters, wasn't I right? Our array masters are also very powerful! Don't think that only they can fight, we can do it just as well!"

The three fights left the people of Formation Peak dumbfounded.

Others may not understand it, but they can still figure out some of the tricks of the trade.

The three formations set up by Feng Ning were extremely powerful, beyond their ability to set up. They didn't even know when their junior sister had arrived at Formation Peak.

The senior sister gave her a thumbs up, her face full of admiration, "Junior sister is really amazing!"

The senior brother smiled at her and said, "Junior sister is indeed very capable. I was being narrow-minded."

Feng Ning jumped off the platform and returned to the disciples of the Array Peak, where they chatted and laughed as they discussed the array they had just seen.

The disciples of Wu Feng also came over, but their expressions were rather grim.

Wu Feng's senior brother bowed to them and said, "We were wrong about what happened before. I'll bring them to apologize to you."

Feng Ning patted him on the shoulder, "To know one's mistakes and correct them is the greatest virtue! I share this sentiment with my fellow disciples."