My Saber Is Very Fast

After receiving Zhou Wen's approval, Feng Qiuyan turned around and walked towards Painting Immortal.

Painting Immortal was at the Hell level. He could only barely produce strength at the Human Realm due to his possession of an ancient corpse; otherwise, it would be destroyed by Earth's rules as punishment.

He was still at the Calamity grade after all. If Zhou Wen were to fight personally, he would be more concerned with the might of the Golden Wyrm Scissors.

However, Zhou Wen had actually allowed his student to fight him. From Painting Immortal's point of view, this was an insult.

If not for the fact that he still needed Zhou Wen, he would have already punished him, letting him know how terrifying Calamity-grade Immortals were.

Zhou Wen ignored what was on Painting Immortal's mind. Zhou Wen knew that his strength wasn't stronger than his from the circle drawn by him.

Instead, Feng Qiuyan's initiative to fight and confidence surprised Zhou Wen.