Chapter 121

Although Luo Feng is arrogant, he is not stupid.

This palm of his hand seems crazy and casual, but in fact he has seriously used his eight points of strength.

"Let me experience how powerful the barbarian's congenital mid-term warrior is!" Luo Feng inquired about the strength of No. 2 last night and knew that the other party had just broken through the congenital mid-term recently, and his cultivation was the same as himself.

"Hum!"

Number two is not weak.

The same is the congenital middle stage, and No. 2 is from zongmen. He is not afraid of each other at all.

Both sides have tried for a while, but they can't take advantage of each other.

"Hmm? This number two is so powerful?" Luo Feng immediately put away his underestimate, but he wondered, "with such strength, why would he be slapped by Xu Ming?"

After several rounds of fighting, Luo Feng found that this one didn't seem so easy to fight; This number two doesn't seem to be what I imagined. It's a soft persimmon!

"This slap... Seems a little difficult to smoke!"

But yesterday, Luo Feng said publicly that he would fly No. 2 like Xu Ming. That's all out. You can't fart, can you?

Difficult to smoke, also want to smoke!

"No, I must fly him!" Luo Feng thought about the tactics. "I'll try my best to suppress him first. When he reveals his flaws, I'll slap him right away! - yes, that's it!"

Thinking, Luo Feng suddenly broke out, with a fierce momentum.

"Crush you! Crush you! Crush you!" Luo Feng's fist hit No. 2 like a storm.

But... Luofeng will break out, won't No. 2?

No. 2 also broke out at the same time, and neither side can do anything.

Oh, no, exactly——

"Lao Chen, the two sides seem to be evenly matched!" said Song Jiahan, who was watching the battle.

"If Luofeng is equal, Luofeng will lose!" Chen Wansong said. "The skill of the barbarian sect is more advanced. Er Hao's mysterious Qi must be more powerful and can last longer than Luofeng!"

In fact, Luo Feng on the stage soon found this problem - he couldn't suppress No. 2 at all. On the contrary, with the passage of time, his physical strength gradually became weak and became No. 2, which in turn suppressed him.

"This..." Luo Feng was also drunk. "This number two is so powerful. Why was it slapped by Xu Ming?"

Luo Feng really doesn't understand.

By this time, Luo Feng no longer expected to humiliate No. 2 with his palms. He just wanted to win the war - after all, if he beat No. 2 with his palms, he would really make people laugh.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" felt that his physical strength was gradually losing support, and Luo Feng's attack became more and more crazy.

"Luo Feng, admit defeat!" Chen Wansong's firm voice came from the stage.

Admit defeat?

Luo Feng certainly believes in Lao Chen's vision. Since Lao Chen let himself admit defeat, it means that he has no chance to win this war!

But, admit defeat?

With Luo Feng's competitive character, how can he face to admit defeat?

"No, I won't admit defeat! Even if I'm defeated, I won't admit defeat!" Luo Feng gritted his teeth and insisted.

However

Pop!

Luo Feng was distracted, and the slap of No. 2 had come to his face.

"I... I..." was taken off to play the martial arts platform. Luo Feng couldn't believe it. "I was slapped by him?"

I... was slapped by him?

Luo Feng was stunned.

It's hard for him to accept - it's not a good deal. He wants to slap him. How can he slap him in the back?

What's going on!?

"I... i... I!" Luo Feng was angry and wanted to stage a martial arts stage.

Chen Wansong grabbed him: "Xiaofeng, losing is losing, you have to afford to lose!"

On the road of martial arts, it's normal to win or lose. No one can win forever. Therefore, losing is not terrible. What's terrible is that you can't afford to lose!

A person who can't afford to lose can hardly go far on the road of martial arts.

Luo Feng obviously understood this truth, so when he was pulled by old Chen, he immediately calmed down.

Calm is calm, but the palm print on his face is hot and painful, which will be a disgrace for him all his life.

No. 2 came down and said calmly, "you want to suppress me and wait for the opportunity to slap me again. Is it not true of me? - Luo Feng, I know you have great talent and your achievements in the future will be far better than me; but today, in addition to the lesson and shame this slap has given you, I, a senior brother, have another word to give you!"

"Hum!" Luo Feng snorted coldly. In his opinion, the current behavior of No. 2 is that the winner is swaggering with his tail raised.

"This sentence is: you are talented, which is good; however, don't arrogantly think that your talent is the best in the world! There are many people with higher talent than you in the world, such as..." speaking of this, No. 2 looked at Xu Ming who was walking towards the martial arts stage.

Xu Ming is really the most talented genius No. 2 has ever seen and heard in his life!

"He?" Luo Feng sneered, "I lost to you, but he? I don't accept it! - I don't know what means he used to sneak attack and slap you..."

"Sneak attack?" No. 2 shook his head and smiled with awe in his eyes. "I'm not qualified for him to sneak attack - it's a frontal crush! I have no resistance!"

"I don't believe it!" Luo Feng said, "if you crush you head-on, can you crush me head-on? - I don't believe who can crush me head-on among people my age!"

This is Luo Feng, a peerless genius in the kingdom of martial arts, who is unwilling to admit defeat.

"Don't believe it? Just watch it!" No. 2 looks at the martial arts platform.

At this time, on the martial arts stage, Wu Jun also just looked at him: "Er Hao, this time, you haven't humiliated our old disciples! - look carefully. Next, I'll help you earn back the face lost in Feiyun country!"

"It's up to you?" No. 2 sneered and shook his head - what a terrible stupidity!

Even Hu Zhenyu, who was born perfect, was secretly defeated by Xu Ming; What are you, Wu Jun—— Xu Ming didn't even look at you, did you?

You have the opportunity to stand on the martial arts stage with Xu Ming. It's entirely because Xu Ming thinks he needs to kill a chicken to show the monkey, so as not to be harassed by you jumping clowns. That's why he gives you a chance to be abused. OK!

Wu Jun turned his ignorant eyes to Xu Ming: "I heard that you didn't know what means to sneak attack Er Hao, and stepped on him to achieve the name of 'palm God'?"

Xu Ming didn't speak.

"Although I don't think much of Er Hao, he is an old disciple of our barbarian sect after all; he is disgraced, and I have no light on my face - so I have to get this slap back for him!" Wu Jun said seriously. "Come on, do you want to be beaten in the left face or the right face? Speak out, I'm satisfied with you!"

"Can we start?" although Xu Ming is free, his time is not used to play tricks with these clowns. If you have time, you might as well go to tease Gu Hanmo!

"Oh, it seems that you are in a hurry to get smoked! Well, I'll satisfy you and start now!"

"Here we go?" Xu Ming gave Wu Jun a deep look.

Wu Jun's eyes couldn't help being attracted by Xu Ming's eyes. He saw a storm rolling in Xu Ming's eyes.

"How can there be a storm in your eyes?"

Before Wu Jun could figure it out, he saw that the world around him was dark. The storm stirred around him recklessly, and heaven and earth seemed to tremble with it; He is like a poor grass, shaking helplessly in the storm.

Just this look

Dong!

Wu Jun fainted directly on the martial arts stage.