220: Chapter 22 Not qualified!

Immediately after, Anya's emerald eyes turned toward Feng Ming.

Her voice was calm and rippleless, betraying no joy or anger. "Feng Ming, for what purpose have you come to my place?"

Feng Ming belonged to the Wutong Phoenix Descendants clan.

His strength and talent were mediocre; despite having lived for over a hundred years, his strength was merely at the Sixth-Rank Realm.

However, his status was noble, as he was the current Seventh Prince of the Phoenix Descendants clan.

The Phoenix Descendants clan was also one of the dominant races of the Eternal Song Star Realm.

The smile on Feng Ming's face remained unchanged as he took half a step forward, his tone becoming sincere. "Anya, after all these years, do you still not understand my feelings for you?

I naturally came because I care about you.

The human world is unfamiliar, after all. With your noble status, how could you stay there for long?"

"Now that the Hidden Dragon Assembly is imminent, I expected you would surely return, so I waited here early just to see you."

As he spoke, his crimson pupils swept imperceptibly over the group of Human Prodigies behind Anya.

When his gaze swept over a few of them, especially falling upon Qin Yan and another black-haired human woman with a calm temperament and exquisite appearance,

a flash of hard-to-detect strangeness flickered in his eyes.

"Have you observed enough?"

Anya's voice suddenly turned cold, interrupting Feng Ming's 'affectionate' gaze. "If you've seen enough, you may leave."

How could she not know Feng Ming's intentions?

Firstly, Feng Ming indeed had some intentions of pursuing her.

Historically, there have been many intermarriages between the Phoenix Descendants and the Elf Clan.

If he could unite with her, an Elven Princess, it would undoubtedly greatly enhance Feng Ming's status and influence within the Phoenix Descendants clan.

Secondly, it was an opportunity to investigate the strength and background of the 'external aid' she had brought back from the human world.

After all, the participation of Human Prodigies from outside this realm in the Hidden Dragon Assembly was worth the attention of all competitors.

Being driven away so bluntly by Anya, the smile on Feng Ming's face stiffened for a moment, and a flash of displeasure crossed his eyes, but he quickly masked it.

"Anya, why always keep people at arm's length?

Competition in this Hidden Dragon Assembly is bound to be unprecedentedly fierce.

We both know that fighting alone or relying on a single power makes it very difficult to gain a decisive advantage in a place like the Canglin Ancient Peak.

How about... we cooperate?

There are also several prodigies within my territory this year."

After saying this, he didn't wait for Anya's response and clapped his hands.

"Clap! Clap!"

The crisp sound of clapping was exceptionally clear in the quiet forest.

Then, from another slightly smaller treehouse nearby decorated with flame patterns, a vigorous figure stepped out.

The newcomer was also dressed in red martial attire, with a tall build, a cold face, and short fiery-red hair that stood up like burning flames.

His steps were steady, and a faint current of scorching air surrounded him, clearly indicating extraordinary strength.

He walked to a spot three steps behind Feng Ming, stood still, and bowed slightly. "Feng Xiao greets the Seventh Prince."

A look of pride appeared on Feng Ming's face as he pointed at this young Phoenix Descendant named Feng Xiao.

He spoke loudly to Anya and the Human Prodigies behind her, "This is Feng Xiao, one of the strongest prodigies among the younger generation of my Wutong Mountain!

"In my view, his strength is likely much greater than that of the human teammates you brought, Anya.

With him joining us and our cooperation, we will surely achieve even more brilliant results in this Hidden Dragon Assembly."

These words immediately caused many of the Human Prodigies present to furrow their brows, expressions of indignation appearing on their faces.

They were all the favored children of their respective schools and regions, proud and arrogant; when had they ever been so slighted to their faces?

Even if the other party was a prince of an alien race, these words were far too haughty and rude.

Qin Yan's expression remained calm, but in his heart, he had a poor impression of this Prince Feng Ming.

This person seemed enthusiastic, but in reality, his words were aggressive, constantly flaunting his own superiority.

As for whether the strength of that 'Feng Xiao' was truly as he said, Qin Yan held a reserved attitude.

Without exchanging blows, everything was just empty talk.

Anya's face remained calm, and she didn't even spare a glance at the pressuring Feng Xiao.

She simply looked at Feng Ming and spoke indifferently.

Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried an unquestionable firmness. "If you want to talk about cooperation relying solely on him... Feng Ming, you are not yet qualified."

"You!" The smile on Feng Ming's face finally vanished completely, replaced by a layer of resentment.

He hadn't expected Anya to be so disrespectful, directly rebuffing him in front of so many humans and other races.

He wanted to say more, but Anya directly instructed Star Dew of Dawnlight beside her, "Star Dew, see the guest out."

"Yes, Princess."

Star Dew of Dawnlight immediately stepped forward and bowed slightly to Feng Ming, but her tone was very firm. "Prince Feng Ming, this way please.

The Princess is exhausted from her journey and needs to rest; it is inconvenient to continue receiving you."

Feng Ming's face instantly became extremely ugly.

As the dignified Seventh Prince of the Phoenix Descendants, when had he ever been 'invited' out like this?

An uncontrollable surge of anger and humiliation rose in his heart.

A scorching and violent aura involuntarily rose from his body!

Vaguely, the air behind him distorted.

It was as if a giant phantom of a phoenix, wings spreading and crying out, surrounded by raging flames, was about to coalesce!

Scorching waves of air spread in all directions, making the skin of some nearby Human Prodigies feel hot and their breathing slightly constricted.

The might of a Sixth-Rank expert, even if only a sliver leaked out, was enough to make Third-Rank Martial Artists feel heavy pressure!

However, at the very moment Feng Ming's aura erupted—

Another even more vast and profound pressure, as if integrated with the entire ancient forest, enveloped Feng Ming!

"Ugh!"

Feng Ming let out a muffled groan, feeling the space around him suddenly become stagnant and heavy, as if he had fallen into an invisible quagmire!

The ground beneath his feet was actually stamped with two shallow sunken footprints by the force of his involuntary sinking!

The phantom of the flaming phoenix behind him also let out an unwilling mournful cry and suddenly dissipated.

The one who took action was precisely Star Dew of Dawnlight.

She bowed slightly, her voice still clear and pleasant to the ear:

"Prince Feng Ming, Princess Anya is exhausted from her journey and needs rest.

If there are no other important matters, please... move along."

This was already an extremely polite order to leave.

Feng Ming's expression shifted, anger and shame intertwining in his crimson eyes.

But he knew he was far from being a match for Star Dew of Dawnlight.

Ultimately, he suppressed his anger, fiercely flicked the sleeve of his crimson robe, and let out a cold snort from his nose.

"We're leaving!"

He forcibly pulled his feet from the ground.

Taking the equally solemn-faced Feng Xiao with him, he strode away the way he came without looking back, his departing figure appearing somewhat disheveled.

After Feng Ming left, Star Dew nodded slightly to Anya and took half a step back.

Anya's gaze swept over the crowd of Human Prodigies with various expressions behind her.

Finally, it fell on Dean Su Zhiming, and she nodded slightly to him.

Her forceful attitude just now was not only because she had no feelings for Feng Ming himself and loathed his pestering.