Under One Person, the system says I'm the Pirate King.

"Damn it, you're just like that filthy and disgusting Feng Baobao! All you do is run away!?"

"Big sister, you're chasing me so closely, I've used up all my strength just to escape."

When Feng Shayan got serious, Qin Lang clearly felt the pressure.

Previously, he could use basic punches to defend himself for a couple of hits.

But now, Feng Shayan's fists came raining down from all directions like a hail of bullets.

Qin Lang was no longer able to defend himself with basic boxing techniques, so he could only run away while thinking of a strategy.

He wanted to test his physical skills through this battle.

On the one hand, it helps to understand one's own physical condition.

On the other hand, when he used the Gravity Fruit's power to deal with Jia Zhengyu and Feng Shayan, he found that his physical strength was greatly depleted.

He didn't know if it was because he didn't use a sword to unleash his abilities like Fujitora did that he expended so much energy.

But at least he needs to determine whether he can use physical techniques to fight his enemies when he is physically exhausted.

As for the Devil Fruit's power, we can try it again when we get back.

Such an excellent sparring partner is a rare find.

While dodging Feng Shayan's attacks, Qin Lang began to study the newly acquired Eight-Strike Fist.

Before the fight, he had a preconceived notion that this set of boxing techniques would damage Feng Shayan's internal organs, so he didn't dare to use it directly.

However, when basic boxing techniques fail and all that's left is to run away.

He had no choice but to put this boxing technique to the test.

Since I don't have Armament Haki, the power of this punch might not be that strong. As long as I control the force, I shouldn't injure his internal organs.

This fist technique releases a powerful, spreading shockwave through physical contact while punching.

Moreover, it can be launched not only with the fist, but also with other parts of the body, such as the head, shoulder, and elbow.

In other words, it can both attack and defend.

Then, Qin Lang was a little curious: when Feng Shayan's fist, which traveled through space, hit him, could the shockwave still reach her?

At this moment.

The other onlookers, seeing Qin Lang running away relentlessly, also became a little worried.

Fatty Hidden Dragon shouted:

"Qin Lang, use the same methods you used on that red-haired guy to beat her up! Why are you running away?! Give this crazy woman a good beating!"

The next second, his fat face was hit by two more punches.

Seeing this, Feng Xingtong also advised:

"Sis, let it go. We were in the wrong to begin with. Dad's going to scold you again when he gets back!"

Feng Shayan was in the middle of a heated argument when she heard her younger brother say that, and she was furious.

"You traitorous good-for-nothing! You get bullied every day. Isn't everything I do for you?" Feng Shayan sneered, but her fists didn't stop, and she launched a fierce attack on Qin Lang.

At this moment, she was exactly as Qin Lang had guessed.

Frustrated at not being able to keep Zhang Chulan in the World Society, he wanted to find someone to vent his anger on.

She was actually very conflicted.

On the one hand, she was extremely disgusted by arranged marriages.

She longed for self-respect and to break free from Feng Zhenghao's control over her.

On the other hand, as the daughter of the Feng family, she was born with extraordinary abilities and could not inherit the family's ability to control spirits, but she enjoyed the family's resources, which made her feel guilty towards the family.

Therefore, he felt he should dedicate himself to his family.

Just minutes ago, she was following Feng Zhenghao's instructions to "marry" Zhang Chulan so that he would stay in the World Society.

Unfortunately, she simply couldn't stand Zhang Chulan's foolishness.

They then started fighting and agreed that the loser would have to comply with the other's request.

During the fight, someone reported that Feng Baobao had come looking for Zhang Chulan.

She hated Feng Baobao the most.

She disliked Feng Baobao, even though the initial conflict stemmed from a task they were on.

But more than anything, people disliked Feng Baobao's carefree attitude.

I hate that Feng Baobao does whatever she wants.

But he himself was bound by his family.

He wanted to beat Feng Baobao simply to prove that his dedication to the family was the right thing to do.

Ultimately, Feng Shayan is a girl who wants to rebel but doesn't dare to.

In the end, she lost her bet with Zhang Chulan.

They wanted to rush over and challenge Feng Baobao to a duel.

But after they arrived, Master Jia, the expert that their father had invited, collapsed on the ground.

The chubby boy from the Lu family actually came, and he even brought a lackey with him.

They came because of their plan to change their exhibition area.

According to the chubby boy, it was this kid in front of him who knocked Master Jia down.

Hmph, my own unlucky little brother is willing to be bullied, but I'm not!

I already disliked this chubby kid, it's just bad luck that he ended up in my hands.

Not to mention that this fatso was talking badly about me behind my back.

We need to let him know why the flowers are so red.

Even if Dad comes, he'll definitely side with them, since they're here to cause trouble.

Even if we can't win over Zhang Chulan, we should at least deal with this troublemaker.

Then we'll deal with that guy Feng Baobao:

"Kid, if you beat me today, I'll let you switch your booth back. If you can't win, you're not leaving today."

"Miss Feng, as the new Ten Elders, Elder Feng should be attending the Heavenly Cultivation Ceremony of the Old Celestial Master, right? If you get injured now, it will be a disgrace to the Feng family."

"Hmph, you're pretty arrogant, acting like you can hurt me."

Don't bluff.

The ability you just used to immobilize me should be unusable now, right?

Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to hit you for so long.

Besides, you seem to be having more and more trouble facing my fists!

"Take this!"

Feng Shayan also noticed that Qin Lang was having a much harder time than before. She thought she had the victory in her grasp, which was why she was so arrogant.

Qin Lang was naturally not afraid; at worst, he could just use his Devil Fruit ability to win against his opponent.

He was also puzzled. Feng Zhenghao had been gone for so long and hadn't returned yet. What was going on? If his daughter really got hurt, he wouldn't be able to explain it to her.

While he was thinking, Feng Shayan's fist came flying at him.

This time, Qin Lang used the Eight-Strike Fist, blocking the opponent's punch with his elbow the instant it came, while simultaneously releasing a shockwave.

However, he was very careful and did not target Feng Shayan's internal organs. Instead, he attacked the muscles and joints in her arms with very little force.

In that case, it might be possible to recover within a week.

In just over twenty days, it will be the Luotian Grand Ceremony.

There shouldn't be any problem with me doing this.

On the other side, the moment Feng Shayan touched Qin Lang, she realized something was wrong and immediately withdrew her hand.

But it was too late.

The muscles in my entire right arm felt like they were being torn apart.

But in his own eyes, the opponent had only just blocked one of his attacks:

"What did you do?"

"I gave your muscles a massage, but it was a bit rough. Next time it might be your heart."

So, do you still want to continue?

Miss Feng, I'm not bluffing, you really will get hurt.

"Don't underestimate me!!"

Feng Shayan was furious when she saw that Qin Lang was looking down on her. She ignored the intense pain in her right arm.

She thought that perhaps when she used the Hundred Steps Divine Fist, the other party saw through something.

So this time, she used the same trick again, teleporting herself to Qin Lang's front with the Shrinking Earth Step technique, then jumped up and raised her left fist from top to bottom to smash towards Qin Lang.

Qin Lang, of course, was not one to tolerate things easily. He could tolerate things once, but not every time.

The Eight-Strike Fist is ready.