"A person from a tiny kingdom who possesses such cultivation and even far surpasses what I was back then... Looking across the entire Dahan Dynasty, he can truly be called 'one of a kind'!"
Feng Wudao sighed softly in his heart.
Before long, the sky gradually grew dim, and night fell.
That evening, Duan Rufeng, Feng Tianwu, Feng Wudao, Old Kong, and Granny Xu sat around a table laden with fine wine and delicious food, all prepared by Granny Xu.
As they dined together, they chatted casually from time to time.
"Tomorrow is the Dynastic Martial Exhibition. With your strength, Little Tian, standing out from the crowd and securing a qualification for the Ten Ten Dynasties Martial Exhibition won't be too difficult... However, if you want to achieve impressive results in the Ten Ten Dynasties Martial Exhibition, you must raise your cultivation to the next level."
Feng Wudao looked at Duan Rufeng and said slowly.
Duan Rufeng nodded. He had already mentally prepared himself for this.
Soon, Duan Rufeng remembered something and couldn't help asking, "Uncle Feng, I heard today that the Feng Family only has two nomination spots for the Dynastic Martial Exhibition?"
"Mm."
Feng Wudao nodded.
"How can that be?"
Duan Rufeng asked with a puzzled look on his face. "Even the various empires each have ten spots... Surely the Feng Family isn't inferior to a mere empire?"
Chapter 659