Meng Ke'er was not angered by Chen Nan's retort. She still had a smile on her face and said calmly, "Brother Chen seems to have some prejudice against me."
"No, I'm not used to being ordered around, not even by the successors of the Tantai Ancient Holy Land."
Dongfang Fenghuang was taken aback and exclaimed, "You are Meng Ke'er, the most outstanding successor of the Tantai Ancient Sacred Land who has reached the fourth level of cultivation?"
Meng Ke'er smiled slightly at her.
Dongfang Fenghuang exclaimed, "Heavens! I've heard your name often over the past year. You've risen like a comet, vanquishing evil and becoming famous throughout the continent."
Chen Nan had always believed that Meng Ke'er's ability to fly was entirely due to the Daoist treasure beneath her feet, and that her cultivation level wasn't necessarily much stronger than his. But upon hearing this, he gasped in shock. Fourth-tier realm... with his current cultivation, he was utterly outmatched!
At this moment, the little princess seemed to perk up and called out from the side, "Sister Ke'er, save me quickly! My sister Chu Yue is an outer disciple of the Tantai Sect. She often mentions you and says that you are the number one among the younger generation."
Chen Nan had been wondering why Chu Yue could cultivate both martial arts and Taoism. He had made some connections back then, and now he finally understood. At the same time, he was shocked again. If Meng Ke'er was truly the number one among the younger generation, then one could only imagine how terrifying the Tantai Sect was!
"So it's Sister Chu. I'm not the first one." Meng Ke'er smiled, then said to Chen Nan, "Brother Chen, please release Sister Chu."
Chen Nan shook his head and said only two words: "I won't let go!" He then slapped the little princess's pert bottom again. The little princess was both angry and ashamed that Chen Nan treated her like this in front of acquaintances; she wished she could bite Chen Nan.
This time, Meng Ke'er's face finally changed color. She could tell that Chen Nan seemed determined to go against her, something she had never encountered before since her debut. Most young men would obey her every word under her unparalleled charm, and even some experienced suitors who wanted to pursue her would pretend to be unmoved, but they wouldn't go against her like Chen Nan did.
"Brother Chen, I have no grudge against you. I only came up here to persuade you to leave quickly because you have affected the normal progress of the competition. I am not here to target you. By the way, I implore you to let go of Sister Chu. I know she is very naughty, but please be merciful."
Chen Nan remained calm and said, "I told you, I won't let you go!"
A cold glint flashed in Meng Ke'er's eyes, but she quickly concealed it and said seriously, "Then I'll have to offend you."
Seeing that Meng Ke'er finally stopped smiling, Chen Nan's face gradually showed a smile. He knew that the sect's cultivation method focused on "cultivating the mind". He wanted to provoke her, make her lose her normal mind, and disrupt her cultivation.
However, before Chen Nan's smile could fade, a burst of golden light surged toward him. His pupils contracted as he realized that it was a huge palm of light, which was actually his family's secret technique, the Dragon-Capturing Hand!
It all happened so suddenly that he didn't even have time to react before the little princess was enveloped and swept away by the enormous golden palm of light. Chen Nan snorted coldly, his eyes shooting out two beams of cold lightning. He raised his right hand high and unleashed an equally enormous golden palm of light—Dragon-Capturing Hand against Dragon-Capturing Hand!
Two enormous golden palms met in mid-air, simultaneously enveloping the little princess. She cried out in pain, "Ouch...it hurts..."
Worried that she would be injured, Meng Ke'er quickly dispersed her strength, and the little princess was swept back by Chen Nan's Dragon-Capturing Hand.
Dongfang Fenghuang gritted her teeth as she watched. She had been defeated by Chen Nan with the Dragon-Capturing Hand before, and was captured by him in a very undignified manner from high above in front of everyone. Now, seeing him use the Dragon-Capturing Hand again, she was extremely ashamed and angry.
Exclamations erupted from the plaza below. The lost Dragon-Capturing Hand technique was being used by two opposing individuals, leaving them in disbelief.
Meng Ke'er's eyes shone with a strange light as she stared intently at Chen Nan, saying, "The Dragon-Capturing Hand technique has been lost for nearly a thousand years. I accidentally found a copy in a very secret place in my sect's sacred ground. May I ask where Brother Chen obtained it?"
"Lost for nearly a thousand years? Haha, hehe, no comment!" Chen Nan felt a mix of emotions. Ten thousand years ago, he had passed this unique skill on to Tantai Xuan. Ten thousand years later, her successor had actually mastered it again and even fought him. Life is unpredictable!
Meng Ke'er's face changed color again. Being contradicted time and time again was something that had never happened before.
Chen Nan knew that the Tantai School's techniques emphasized "cultivating the mind." Today, he had successfully made Meng Ke'er resentful and angry. He had achieved his goal and did not want to continue, lest it backfire.
However, at that moment, a deafening dragon roar rang out from the northeast corner of the academy, and a dark green dragon, several dozen feet long, soared into the air and flew towards them.
Both the Eastern Phoenix's mount, the Divine Eagle, and the Little Princess's mount, the Tiger King, showed wary expressions, staring intently at the approaching behemoth.
The dragon arrived in an instant, its massive body creating a fierce gale in the air. The entire dragon was sixteen zhang long, its dark green scales were eerie and cold, its four terrifying claws were thick and sharp, gleaming with a sinister light, and its ferocious head was enormous, with its white, massive teeth shaped like broadswords.
A tall, imposing young man sat atop the dragon's back. He had thick eyebrows, leopard-like eyes, and short, straight whiskers like steel needles. At this moment, his face was filled with a fierce aura as he glared at Chen Nan with intense resentment.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Chen Nan... I will fight you to the death!"
Chen Nan seemed somewhat surprised and asked, "Who are you? Do we have a grudge?"
"The hatred for killing my brother!" The Dragon Knight glared fiercely at Chen Nan, his eyes practically spitting fire.
Chen Nan immediately understood; this person was none other than the young Marquis Shenwei, one of the top experts at the War God Academy. He had already anticipated that the other party would come looking for him, so he was not surprised. He calmly replied, "I can fight you, but this is not the right time or place."
The little princess had stopped struggling and remained silent, glaring at Chen Nan while sizing up the young Marquis Shenwei. Dongfang Fenghuang also remained silent, observing the situation unfold.
Meng Ke'er, standing on the Taoist treasure jade lotus, arrived between Chen Nan and the third-tier sub-dragon knight, and said, "Regardless of what grudges you two may have, it is really not advisable to fight here and now."
It was only then that the young Marquis Shenwei shifted his attention. The three stunning beauties before him stunned him, almost causing him to lose his composure. Of the three women, he only recognized Meng Ke'er, and quickly clasped his hands, saying, "So you are Fairy Meng, the most outstanding successor of the Tantai Ancient Holy Land! I have long admired your name!"
Meng Ke'er smiled and said, "Brother, you flatter me."
The young Marquis Shenwei turned to Chen Nan and said, "Since this is not a suitable time or place for a major battle, I'll make a date with you three days from now. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"