Quick wear: the blackened male god is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 5
Therefore, they all huddled in place, and some of them even trembled, not daring to make any eye contact with Feng Yuan at all.

Just when everyone wanted to escape from Feng Yuan, a mechanical announcement suddenly sounded in Feng Yuan's mind.

[Power of Faith +1]

Very abrupt.

A hint of interest flashed in Feng Yuan's eyes, and she looked into the crowd.

After seeing the source of this power of faith, Feng Yuan chuckled.

It's more interesting.

All the disciples prostrated themselves on the ground in an extremely cowardly manner, and only he stood in front of her.

Unwilling to admit defeat, but contributed to his beliefs.

The man was about twelve or thirteen years old, wearing tattered clothes, his face was covered with bruises and scratches, and he couldn't tell what he looked like.

"I won't admit defeat." The boy's voice was not loud, but in the atmosphere where it was so quiet that a needle could be heard, everyone could hear him clearly.

"Are you crazy!?" Someone exclaimed.

With Feng Ling's ending ahead, he dared to provoke Feng Yuan!

The boy didn't speak any more, but just looked at Feng Yuan fixedly.

Those eyes were black and white, with indescribable firmness and a hint of madness.

Feng Yuan didn't speak, but waved her hand, the young man fell to his knees as if he had been hit hard, and his already pale complexion suddenly became more transparent.

The elder didn't know what Feng Yuan had gone through, why she suddenly changed from weak to surly, from kind to cruel.

It seemed to her that killing a person was no different from crushing an ant.

He could only persuade the boy to give up.

"Little Erzi, quickly admit defeat!"

The young man put his hands on the ground and barely stood up, with a stubborn expression on his face.

In the next instant, he was directly knocked into the air, hit the fence behind him, and then fell heavily to the ground.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Feng Yuan looked coldly at the young man who was still struggling to stand up, as if reminding him kindly, but her attitude was indifferent: "You will die."

The floating three words made many people shudder.

The boy still supported the fence and stood up unsteadily.

"He contributed the power of faith!" the system reminded Feng Yuan in a low voice.

"So what?" Feng Yuan gave the system an answer as a matter of course: "I can't bear to reject a person who takes the initiative to seek death."

The system trembled, not even daring to persuade her.

that's it……

The little boy was knocked into the air by Feng Yuan time and time again, fell down, and then got up again.

"And, and the last time...cough cough..."

In the clan competition, if neither side falls within ten strokes, it will be considered a draw.

Even if she didn't take a closer look, Feng Yuan knew that the young man had many injuries on his body.

These few times, she was just playing with him, without even using a sliver of skill, but if he was hit by her again, even if he survived, it is estimated that he would only be with Yaoshi for the rest of his life.

Feng Yuan raised her hand.

……

……

……

What about her spiritual power?
Not only her spiritual power, but also her whole body's movement seemed to have problems.

For the first time since her birth, Feng Yuan showed a confused look.

"That... the system's punishment is to confiscate the spiritual power of your world." Seeing Feng Yuan's expression was wrong, the system remembered the punishment, and hurriedly informed her.

When Feng Yuan heard the words, she wanted to forcibly use her spiritual power in unbelief.

The majestic spiritual power that filled her veins seemed to evaporate in an instant.

Her face became serious.

For the first time, Feng Yuan seriously thought about system-related matters.

The existence that can punish her...

"What's your relationship with Tiandao?" Feng Yuan asked in a deep voice.

"Ah?" The system was confused, what the hell?what?

Seeing the system's first reaction, Feng Yuan pursed her lips and remained silent.

"I admit defeat." Feng Yuan put her hands behind her back, and after she finished speaking, she turned around and left the competition area.

Everyone looked at her leaving back in bewilderment.

The number one in the clan competition just fell on that trash who was born as a slave?

how is this possible! ?
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