Chapter 866 Battle

Upon seeing Feng Yi join the battle, the testing elder by the side cast a doubtful glance… She clearly remembered this weakling, a guy who could only muster 232 kilograms of force, and who, instead of doing anything else over the past two days, had been freeloading chicken legs in the back row.

The little girl who had been talking with Feng Yi before was utterly shocked, oh my god, even big brother wants to fight, how could he possibly stand a chance against Sister Qi'er.

For some reason, though spoken softly, the man in black's voice had a distinct penetrating quality that even the distant testing elder could hear clearly, echoing throughout the venue.

At this moment, Feng Yi's movements were rather comical, lifting one hand and extending all five fingers as if to say, "hold on there, fellow daoist," a posture that left countless young elites dizzy and spacing out…