Ning Chenxin possessed only Ancestral Realm strength, so how did he withstand Miao Yizhen's onslaught?
No one knew.
Sir's expression was somber as well. Yet, recalling Ning Chenxin's background, he realized—it must have been Lu Chang'sheng who intervened…
Otherwise, with Ning Chenxin's current power, how could he possibly have done this?
Sir's assumption wasn't wrong. However, it wasn't Lu Chang'sheng who took action this time.
Within Ning Chenxin's line of sight, he saw a willow branch appear before him in an instant, transforming into a wisp of endless vitality that merged with his righteousness, blocking the strike at last.
Silently in his heart, Ning Chenxin intoned, "Thank you, Senior Liu…"
Miao Yizhen glared fiercely at Ning Chenxin; he simply couldn't believe that someone at Ancestral Realm could withstand the assault of a Divine Realm cultivator who had endured three layers of lightning tribulation.
