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"It looks painful!"

"What Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife? I'll just slide over and follow up with a massive combo, you'll be totally confused!"

The sight of Jia Zhengliang being slapped away made everyone present exclaim "Holy crap!"

Where exactly is Zhou Fengliu's potential limit?!

Who can withstand a major confrontation from him?!

This question is on everyone's mind, and someone needs to answer it! Could it be Jia Zhengliang?! Can Jia Zhengliang stand up again?!

As the judges from the Celestial Master's Mansion went to check on Jia Zhengliang's condition, the Feng siblings and their father were all somewhat taken aback.

"Did I fly out like this before?" Feng Shayan asked Feng Xingtong.

“Hmm…” Feng Xingtong nodded.

"His incredible fighting style..." Feng Shayan was at a loss for words to describe Zhou Fengliu. She really wanted to see Zhou Fengliu use something real, but... his strength wouldn't allow it!

Not far away, Lu Jin witnessed Zhou Fengliu's audacious act of swatting away a junior with a single blow. He stroked his beard, feeling that it was somewhat outrageous.

Is there really no way to teach Zhou Fengliu a lesson at this year's Luo Tian Grand Ceremony?

Let that kid see some blood.

Chapter 71: The three-way fight left Jia Zhengliang unable to take care of himself! (Second update)

Lu Jin shook his head. He was just about to leave when he realized that something had happened on the competition field.

"Fuck!"

"Jia Zhengliang has stood up?!"

"He's appeared?! The first man to be forced into a Fighting God position and still not admit defeat! Awesome!"

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Jia Zhengliang shakily stood up on the field. His brain, which had been shut down, reconnected, and he told the referee that he could still do it and that he could still play!

The referee from the Celestial Master's Mansion saw that he stood up in less than three seconds, so he didn't announce the result of the match.

"The competition continues!"

Listening to the referee's voice, Zhou Fengliu looked at Jia Zhengliang, whose face was swollen in the distance, and nodded: "Good job, young man... No wonder you're Jia Zhengyu's brother, the two brothers are both pretty tough."

Zhou Fengliu vaguely remembered that Jia Zhengyu had also been subjected to a lot of coercion and struggle at that time, but the coercion and struggle at that time was different from that now. The coercion and struggle at that time was more humiliating.

“You…” Jia Zhengliang was a little angry.

He admitted he'd been a bit careless and hadn't dodged! That old schemer Zhou Fengliu had pulled off a sneak attack...

I almost slapped him so hard he passed out.

But this time, he won't make the same mistake again!

He needs to be more serious!

Thinking of this, he threw out three more Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives. The six Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives forced Zhou Fengliu to dodge. He had also become shrewd and knew that Zhou Fengliu needed to get close to him to slap him in the face. So he always kept his distance from Zhou Fengliu.

Zhou Fengliu chased, he fled... then he harassed him with the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, his main method being torture.

It felt like it was saying: Come on, chase me! If you catch me, I'll let you have your way with me.

An angry group.

Seeing that Jia Zhengliang seemed to have some sense, Zhou Fengliu didn't say much. These Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives posed no threat to him at all.

With a slight manipulation of the airflow, he could affect the trajectory of the throwing knife, allowing him to dodge it without even having to dodge...

As for Jia Zhengliang, who was trying to create distance, he could only say it was useless.

No matter how fast Jia Zhengliang runs, he can't escape the competition area. Trying to kite him within this one circle is pure wishful thinking.

Seeing that Jia Zhengliang had played enough, Zhou Fengliu appeared in front of Jia Zhengliang again, who had dodged and created distance, and delivered another powerful slap.

This time, Jia Zhengliang still couldn't dodge it. He took off straight up, spun and jumped in mid-air, rolled five times and finally landed on the ground.

"..."

"Didn't it... collapse again?"

After Jia Zhengliang was knocked down by another powerful blow, the audience said they were a little confused. They originally thought Jia Zhengliang had something hidden, but upon closer inspection... it seemed he was just stubborn.

"He probably won't be able to stand up now, right?"

"It's best not to stand up... If you stand up, you'll get a huge beating, who can withstand that?"

Everyone thought Jia Zhengliang wouldn't be able to stand up, but to everyone's surprise, Jia did the opposite. Not only did he stand up, but he also shouted at Zhou Fengliu:

"That's all you know!"

Jia Zhengliang's cheeks were swollen symmetrically on both sides, and he was furious with Zhou Fengliu.

"You can clearly manipulate objects too! Why don't you dare to fight me fair and square using your object manipulation skills? Do you know how much psychological damage these two intense duels have caused to this young object manipulator?!"

"You're humiliating me!"

"..." Zhou Fengliu looked at Jia Zhengliang, who was struggling to speak clearly, and was somewhat speechless.

This unlucky kid... is he saying "gouba"?

"Referee... what is he doing?" Zhou Fengliu asked the referee.

"Don't ask me... I can't hear you either."

"..."

Seeing that Zhou Fengliu completely ignored him, Jia Zhengliang became even angrier. He took out four more Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives and threw them out. At the same time, he stepped on two of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives, which allowed his body to float in mid-air.

Yes.

After being slapped twice, the turbid air in his head cleared up, and his intelligence took over. He finally came up with a way to force Zhou Fengliu to use other methods.

Fly!

That way, Zhou Fengliu wouldn't be able to slap him so hard.

He seemed very smart... and the audience in the stands also thought he was very smart.

"Damn, I have to say... Jia Zhengliang is really tough..."

"Huh? Shouldn't you say he's a talent? With this height difference, even the God of War probably won't be able to get close to him..."

"Wait... wouldn't this count as cheating? If he flies hundreds of meters in the air, who could hit him?"

"I doubt he can fly even a few hundred meters... It would be good enough if he could just hover."

Everyone was curious about how Zhou Fengliu would respond next, while Zhou Fengliu, who was in the center of the battlefield, silently shook his head and then took out a folding knife from his pocket.

"?"

Seeing the folding knife, Jia Zhengliang was somewhat surprised: "You're going to use just one knife to deal with my ten Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives?"

"Or is this your weapon?"

Zhou Fengliu heard Jia Zhengliang's words more clearly this time. He glanced at the folding knife in his hand and then said, "This is what I used to peel fruit this morning... It's not as weird as you say."

As he spoke, he silently considered naming the folding knife "Sword" and then swung it forward slightly.

[100% chance of being caught bare-handed by a melee weapon, skill activated!]

With the added advantage of being able to catch a sword barehanded, Jia Zhengliang, who was in mid-air, seemed to be summoned out of thin air. One second he was in mid-air, and the next second he appeared in front of Zhou Fengliu, kneeling to catch the sword.

"This time I'll use a bit more force... a bit more energy, so you won't have to get up again. Seriously, it's quite tiring. People who don't know better might think I'm just padding my time like this..."

Zhou Fengliu spoke, then gathered some Qi in his left palm and slapped Jia Zhengliang with a backhand before Jia could react.

The force of this blow far exceeded that of Zhou Fengliu's previous attacks, sending Jia Zhengliang flying like a cannonball at such a speed that it looked like a large black rat darting away.

With a loud bang, Jia Zhengliang crashed through the surrounding competition barriers and fell into the stands.

All of a sudden.

There was silence.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden and dramatic change.

"Why do I feel like... the force of this fight against the God of War is greater than any of the previous times?"

"He's probably annoyed, right? After all, he didn't appreciate it when I held back..."

"Speaking of which, how did Jia Zhengliang suddenly appear in front of the God of War?"

"Who knows? It's amazing, like teleportation..."

...

A moment later, everyone saw Jia Zhengliang being carried away by people from the Celestial Master's Mansion from below the stands for treatment. Naturally, Zhou Fengliu won the competition.

"Did he use that strange trick again?"

Feng Shayan, who was in the stands, felt that the scene of Zhou Fengliu brandishing his knife and then Jia Zhengliang appearing in front of him looked familiar.

...

P.S.: Just asking for some small gifts, right? Are all you godfathers about to start your New Year's Day break?