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What is this kid doing?

Jia Zhengyu, who was in the center of the battle, hadn't figured out what Zhou Fengling was doing when he was wielding the weapon. The next second, he appeared in front of Zhou Fengling at some point, half-kneeling on the ground and holding Zhou Fengling's blade with both hands.

"?"

when?

Several people present were a little surprised by the sudden change.

Traveling through space?

The moment Feng Zhenghao saw the changes in front of him, this method flashed through his mind, and his eyes subconsciously glanced at his daughter.

His daughter Feng Shayan can also use this method of traveling through space, but... she can't move others so quickly like Zhou Fengliu.

This Zhou Fengliu... has a lot of tricks.

A faint light flashed under Feng Zhenghao's round glasses.

...

"What are you doing?" Jia Zhengyu realized that he had appeared under Zhou Fengliu's blade at some point, and he was a little panicked at this moment.

"Hey, why did Master Jia take my sword?" Zhou Fengliu looked very surprised, then he swung his left hand round and gave Jia Zhengyu a big blow in front of him.

In an instant, Jia Zhengyu turned into a broken kite and flew out in a graceful parabola. He rolled and jumped on the ground for two and a half times before stopping.

"..."

Simple, crude, and very satisfying.

Zhou Fengliu fell a little in love with the feeling of whipping someone into a hard fight. He didn't need any Qi to support it. It was just a big fight. The main thing was that it was not very harmful but extremely insulting.

"You...you actually slapped me."

Jia Zhengyu was a little angry. He originally thought that this would be a beating without any suspense, but who would have thought that the young man in front of him was playing dirty tricks.

"It's a competition...it's inevitable that there will be bumps and bumps." Zhou Fengliu touched his chin and said.

"..."

"Okay, okay...bumping and bumping, right?"

Jia Zhengyu stopped pretending and showed his cards.

If he didn't let Zhou Feng shed some blood today, where would he put his face? How can I still mess around in the world from now on?

Seeing him taking out two slender and sharp black weapons, he was going to use the method of controlling objects to let Zhou Fengliu know what it means to be thick and strong.

But it's a pity... Zhou Fengliu doesn't seem to want to compete with him in the way of controlling things.

Zhou Fengliu was seen wielding the big sword again, and Jia Zhengyu was half-kneeling on the ground again, catching his blade with his bare hands.

"..."

"?"

"Again?"

Zhou Fengliu gave Master Jia another hard blow without any courtesy, and what happened two minutes ago appeared in front of everyone again.

Um...

More than once.

twice...

several times.

"You kid, if you have the ability, please let me stand up! I can't stab you to death."

"I didn't do anything. Master, just stand up if you want..." Zhou Fengliu continued to use the big sword, and then gave Master Jia a big fight.

"Grass, mud, horses."

Simple bad breath, ultimate enjoyment. It can be seen from Master Jia's well-spoken swear words that Jia Zhengyu's anger has come to an end at this moment.

He didn't want to worry about the master's face anymore.

of course.

After these waves of violent fights, he seemed to have no face left in the world.

Everyone in the audience watched Zhou Fengliu playing Jia Zhengyu like a ping-pong ball, flying over and over. At this time, there were ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping in their hearts.

This doesn't look like a fight between strangers... It's more like a fight between two hooligans on the street...

Zhang Chulan on the side covered his mouth. He wanted to laugh, but in front of the president of the Tianxia Association, he had to hold back.

He felt that he could hold it back. After all, since he had been able to hide in the real world for so long as a stranger, he must be considered a professional and could control his emotions. He felt that no matter how funny the situation in front of him was, he would not Will laugh.

Um...

Is such that.

When he saw Master Jia flying out again, standing up and squawking like a pig's head, he snorted and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"?"

His smile instantly caught the eyes of Feng Zhenghao and Feng Shayan.

"Sorry, sorry, I couldn't hold it back...I'll restrain myself, sorry, sorry, it's really a bit..."

Zhang Chulan immediately realized that he had made a mistake, but there was nothing he could do about it. Even if it were the two policemen, they would not be able to bear it if they saw a fight of this level.

"It's okay, there's no point in continuing the fight like this." Feng Zhenghao also smiled. He felt that this battle was meaningless now.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Fengling in the middle of the battle waved the big sword again. The next second, Feng Zhenghao, one of the ten men, appeared half-kneeling under Zhou Fengling's blade in two or three seconds. Showing the posture of taking the sword with bare hands.

"?"

"Father??" Feng Shayan saw Feng Zhenghao's figure appearing in the battle. She was startled at first, then turned her head and glanced at Feng Zhenghao who was supposed to be in the audience.

Why is there no one here?

Suddenly went down?

Before she was over with surprise, she saw Zhou Fengliu in the middle of the battle making a smooth move, and gave Feng Zhenghao a big blow with his backhand.

As for Feng Zhenghao, he was so good at taking advantage of this move with his bare hands that he endured this big fight.

"..."

"Damn it, Brother Liu!"

Zhou Fengliu: "..."

Feng Shayan: "..."

Feng Zhenghao: "..."

"President Feng...how could you..." Zhou Fengliu looked at Feng Zhenghao who had slapped him in the mouth, and a feeling that he was going to be cold tonight arose in his heart.

"Is it intentional? Or accidentally?"

Feng Zhenghao suffered a big blow, but instead of getting angry, he stood up with a smile and patted Zhou Fengliu on the shoulder.

"It must be accidental." Zhou Fengliu could not admit that it was intentional: "President Feng, this is my method. It is very random. If you don't believe it, just look at it."

He waved the big sword in his hand again. Unexpectedly, Feng Shayan in the audience seat also teleported and appeared under Zhou Fengliu's blade, appearing in a half-kneeling posture.

Feng Zhenghao: "?"

Feng Shayan: "Why am I here?"

Feng Zhenghao was a little surprised when he saw Zhou Fengliu using this method at close range. He found that Zhou Fengliu did not use Qi at all when using this method...

"President Feng...I'm not lying, I was really careless." Zhou Fengliu said.

"It's okay, I won't pursue anything, don't be nervous." Feng Zhenghao still wanted to win over Zhou Fengliu, so naturally he couldn't take this slap to heart.

As one of the ten members of the younger generation, Feng Zhenghao's forbearance is unimaginable by ordinary people. If he could exchange one slap for a young, powerful and potential alien master, he would be willing to receive a few more slaps, no matter what. Not excessive.