Chapter 86: The Big One Is Coming!

Feng Xinglan, who had been frowning silently beside them, blinked. He knew these people were waiting for him to speak.

As the recognized strongest here, his attitude mattered.

At the entrance, the training camp staff watched Lu Jing busily working there, sweat beading on his forehead as black lines appeared on their faces.

"Two commanders......"

A middle-aged woman in uniform stepped forward and said softly, "He's acting like this—shouldn't it be against the rules? If we keep letting him do this, our assessment will lose all meaning."

Dong Ningxue pulled over a chair, sat down interestedly to watch the show, and said, "Keep observing. If these people don't even dare to resist, then even with high talent, their future achievements will be limited."

"Although Lu Jing's method disrupts the balance of the assessment, it also serves as a test of will."

The woman in uniform nodded, then stepped back into the ranks.

Zhu Xingyao took out two bags of snacks from her hoodie pocket, tossed one to Dong Ningxue, and said with a laugh, "Are all these trainees this timid? If it were me, I'd have rushed up and given Lu Jing a good beating already!"

"How could those trainees be like you? Lu Jing is definitely the combat power ceiling of this cohort," Dong Ningxue shook her head. "Besides, there's a dragon the size of an airliner behind him—who would dare provoke him?"

"Give these trainees another ten minutes. If no one dares to act, then send someone to......"

Before she could finish speaking, Dong Ningxue's eyes lit up because someone had stepped forward.

"Lu Jing!"

Lu Jing, who was collecting money, suddenly heard someone call him from behind.

Turning around, he saw a blue-haired Feng Xinglan step out, his expression complex.

Lu Jing smiled. "Figured it out? How many points do you want to buy?"

Feng Xinglan's expression froze as he looked at the dragon behind Lu Jing, its neck stretched out like a lighthouse, and he swallowed.

Having to admit, standing so close beneath the dragon, that inexplicable pressure made him feel breathless.

If it were an ordinary fourth‑rank demon beast, he'd still have confidence to fight, but facing the Blazing Fire Cloud Dragon, he couldn't muster a shred of fighting spirit.

How did Lu Jing manage to tame such a terrifying demon beast?

"I......"

Feng Xinglan's voice stammered. He glanced around and saw everyone staring at him.

Among them were many girls, their gazes filled with expectation.

"Feng Xinglan steps up!"

"Wow, he's handsome! I knew he'd stand up for us and do justice!"

"Go, Feng Xinglan! Justice will prevail!"

The encouragement gave Feng Xinglan confidence. He gathered his courage, looked at Lu Jing, and said word by word:

"Lu Jing, I know you're strong, but don't go too far!"

"Oh?"

Lu Jing looked a bit surprised, then laughed. "Sorry, I'm just like this—over the top. What do you want?"

Feng Xinglan glanced at the dragon beside him with his peripheral vision, the fear gone from his face. "Then, dare you fight me man to man?"

"You really want to fight me?"

"Of course!" Feng Xinglan laughed heartily. "The backbone of the Feng family men cannot be bent. Besides, if I retreat today, will there be anywhere left to retreat tomorrow?"

Having said that, he put on the sunglasses hanging from his chest, assumed a fighting stance, and said, "Come on, let me see your strength!"

As he took the stance, a gust of wind swirled around Feng Xinglan, blowing away the fallen leaves within several meters.

As the heir of the strongest family in Dongchuan Province, he had enjoyed the most luxurious resources since childhood—even the young master Ye Shaohua of an official second‑generation background couldn't compare!

Moreover, in terms of Blood Qi, Realm, and speed, he is widely recognized as the strongest in the province.

There's no reason he should lose to Lu Jing from a small city in Dongchuan Province.

Thinking this, Feng Xinglan gritted his teeth, his fighting spirit boiling.

"Great!"

Zhu Xingyao waved her fists and laughed, "The big one's coming! Sister Snow, who do you think will win?"

Dong Ningxue glanced at Feng Xinglan, a flash of appreciation in her eyes. "The Feng family kid still has some backbone—he stepped out alone. With his strength, Lu Jing might win, but it shouldn't be too easy......"

The natural advantage of a Talent Endowed is huge. Even if Lu Jing's strength and Blood Qi exceed his by a notch, actually fighting him would make it hard to grab Feng Xinglan.

Feng Xinglan is a wind‑system Talent Endowed; in actual combat the speed he erupts with lets him fight above his rank.

Moreover, he has the inherited Wind Walking Step, making his movements even harder to pin down.

Among peers, he can easily take on ten opponents.

Remember, wind‑system not only boosts speed but can also launch invisible wind‑blade attacks from afar, leaving opponents defenseless.

"All right," Lu Jing said, waving his hand. "Little Fire, help me clear a space."

"Roar——"

The Blazing Fire Cloud Dragon roared to the sky, then flapped its meaty wings, creating a gale within a hundred‑meter radius around Lu Jing.

The pebbles and dry branches on the ground were blown away; some trainees standing closer were also blown backward.

In a moment, the area around Lu Jing was empty, the ground cleared of debris.

"All right, you're free to go play," Lu Jing said to the dragon.

Lu Jing looked at Feng Xinglan not far away and strode toward him.

The battle was about to begin!

Feng Xinglan retreated backward, his hands constantly moving, gathering gusts of wind into blades in his palms.

As an elemental‑system Talent Endowed, once he distances himself from ordinary people he can stay invincible.

"Be careful!"

Feng Xinglan thrust both hands forward; several wind blades shot out, whistling toward Lu Jing.

The wind blades were extremely fast, and their size kept expanding in flight, finally swelling to the size of a person.

Whoosh!

Lu Jing sidestepped to dodge, the wind blade blew up his bangs, and slammed into the ground behind him.

Boom!

Mud flew everywhere, the wind blade blasted a deep pit several meters into the ground, and the lingering wind element kept cutting at the bottom.

Feng Xinglan's move made Dong Ningxue nod involuntarily, "Not bad; as long as he keeps distance from Lu Jing, Lu Jing can't bring his strength to bear."

Really?

Zhu Xingyao pursed her lips, "I think Lu Jing is holding back; he hasn't even drawn his sword......"

Seeing his strike miss, Feng Xinglan retreated swiftly, circling around Lu Jing.

"So this is a wind-system Talent Endowed? Not bad ability."

Lu Jing examined Feng Xinglan with interest; after his battle with Ye Shaohua, he had developed a strong interest in elemental-system Talent Endowed.

Their techniques are quite unique—for example, Ye Shaohua's summoned fire lion opened his eyes.

So he wasn't in a rush for this fight; he wanted to press Feng Xinglan to show more.

Then, when he meets another Talent Endowed of the same system, he won't be flustered.

Clang—

The Thousand-Blade Demon Sword left its sheath; Lu Jing stepped on the ground and charged forward.