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Zhou Fengliu chased him, but he escaped...and then harassed him with the immortal-killing flying knife. His main focus was torture.

It feels like saying: Come after me, come after me, and I will let you have fun when you catch me.

An angry group.

Seeing that Jia Zhengliang seemed to have some brains, Zhou Fengliu didn't say anything more. These immortal-killing flying knives posed no threat to him at all.

By slightly manipulating the airflow, he can affect the attack trajectory of the flying knife. He can dodge it without even having to dodge...

As for Jia Zhengliang, who was trying to distance himself, he could only say that it was of no use.

No matter how fast Jia Zhengliang ran, he would not be able to get out of the competition venue. Trying to kite him in this circle was pure fantasy.

Zhou Fengliu saw that Jia Zhengliang was just playing, and once again appeared in front of Jia Zhengliang who had dodged and distanced himself, and slapped him with another big blow.

But this time, Jia Zhengliang still failed to dodge and took off straight into the air, spinning and jumping in the air, rolling five and a half times and finally landing on the ground.

"..."

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

After Jia Zhengliang suffered another big blow and fell down, the audience present expressed that they didn't see clearly. They originally thought that Jia Zhengliang was hiding something, but when they saw it... it seemed that he was just stubborn.

"You shouldn't be able to stand up now, right?"

"It's best not to stand up... If you stand up, you'll face a big fight. Who can bear it?"

Everyone thought that Jia Zhengliang couldn't stand up, but who would have thought that Jia did the opposite. He not only stood up, but also shouted to Zhou Fengling:

"You know how to do this!"

Jia Zhengliang's left and right cheeks were symmetrically swollen, and he was out of breath as he looked at Zhou Fengliang.

"You obviously know how to control things! Why don't you dare to fight openly with me using the method of controlling things? Do you know how much psychological damage these two big men will cause to this young animal controler?!"

"You are humiliating me!"

"..." Zhou Fengliu looked at Jia Zhengliang, who was speechless at "Ulu Ulu" and was speechless.

This unlucky kid...are you talking about Goba?

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

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

"..."

Seeing that Zhou Fengliu ignored him at all, Jia Zhengliang became even angrier. He took out four Flying Knives and threw them out. At the same time, he stepped on two of the Knives so that his body could float in the air.

Yes.

After being slapped twice, the turbid energy in his head dropped, his IQ reached a high point, and he finally thought of a way to force Zhou Fengliu to use other means.

Fly!

This way Zhou Fengliu wouldn't be able to slap him into a big fight.

He felt smart... and so did the people in the stands.

"Damn, I have to say...this Jia Zhengliang is really resistant to being beaten..."

"Ah? Shouldn't you say that he is a talent? If you increase the height like this, the God of War probably won't be able to get close to him..."

"No...does this count as cheating? If he flies hundreds of meters in the air, who can hit him?"

"It's probably strong enough to fly a few hundred meters... It's pretty good if he can levitate."

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

"?"

Seeing this folding knife, Jia Zhengliang was a little surprised: "You just use a small knife to deal with my ten immortal-killing flying knives?"

"Or is this your weapon?"

Zhou Fengliu heard what Jia Zhengliang said this time more clearly. He glanced at the folding knife in his hand, and then said: "This is what I use to peel fruits in the morning...it's not as evil as you said."

As he spoke, he mentally named the folding knife "Sword" and waved it forward slightly.

[100% caught with bare hands, skills activated! 】

With the blessing of being 100% able to catch the sword with his bare hands, Jia Zhengliang seemed to be summoned out of thin air in mid-air. One second he was still in mid-air, and the next second he appeared in front of Zhou Fengliu in a half-kneeling position to catch the sword.

"This time I'll use a little more force... and a little more Qi, so you won't get up again. It's really tiring. People who don't know this would think I was in the water for a long time..."

Zhou Fengliu said something, and then some Qi gathered in the palm of his left hand, and he slapped him with his backhand at a speed that Jia Zhengliang could not react.

The force of this blow completely exceeded the force Zhou Fengliu used several times before, causing Jia Zhengliang to fly out like a cannonball, so fast that people thought it was a big black mouse scurrying out.

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

All of a sudden.

There was silence.

Everyone was dumbfounded by the sudden change.

"Why do I feel that... the force of the God of War is greater than any other time before?"

"You must be upset too, right? After all, Jia Zhengliang doesn't appreciate it if you keep it..."

"By the way, why did Jia Zhengliang suddenly appear in front of the God of War?"

"Who knew? It's so magical, it's like traveling through space..."

...

A moment later, everyone saw Jia Zhengliang being carried away from the stands by people from the Tianshi Mansion for treatment. This competition was naturally won by Zhou Fengliu.

"Did he use that weird trick just now... again?"

Feng Shayan in the stands felt that the scene where Zhou Fengliu waved the knife and then Jia Zhengliang appeared in front of Zhou Fengliu was a bit familiar.

...

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Chapter 72: Whatever the Wang family wants will belong to the Wang family sooner or later! (First update)

"It seems so..." Feng Xingtong had seen from the video footage Zhou Fengliu's strange method that would 100% result in being caught with bare hands.

"With his weird tricks... who can prevent him?" Feng Shayan thought back to the time it took Jia Zhengliang to appear in front of Zhou Fengliu, which was a short time.

"It's boring, boring..."

"With the help of big brother... I can really fuck with me, it's a bit confusing."

Listening to the discussion between his daughter and his son, Feng Zhenghao on the side adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said seriously:

"You only noticed Feng Liu's ability to make people travel through thin air, but didn't you see anything else?"

"?"

Hearing their father speak, the Feng family siblings were a little confused.

"Dad...what else?"

"Could it be that the eldest brother is talking about the slap technique?" Feng Xingtong thought about the battle just now, but there seemed to be nothing else.

"Didn't you notice that none of Jia Zhengliang's flying knives ever got close to Feng Liu?"

"Well?"

When Feng Zhenghao said this, both of them were startled.

Jiang must be older and wiser. Compared with the younger generation, he pays more attention to Zhou Fengliu's slap attack. Feng Zhenghao keenly noticed Zhou Fengliu's dodge.

"The eldest brother should be more agile, right?" Feng Xingtong didn't see anything special.

"agile..."

Hearing these two words, Feng Zhenghao shook his head: "You are wrong... It seems that Feng Liu is dodging, but in fact, his dodging movements are very chaotic and he cannot dodge the attacks of those flying knives... "

"Those flying knives... were obviously bounced off when they were around Fengliu..." Feng Zhenghao said slowly as he looked at Zhou Fengliu leaving the field below.

"?"

"Bounce?"

Hearing this statement, the Feng family siblings were a little surprised.

"President Feng...Miss Feng."

Just when the Feng family siblings were confused, Zhang Chulan brought Feng Baobao to the competition venue.

Zhang Chulan had just watched Feng Baobao's game and rushed to Zhou Fengliu's competition venue, but it seemed a little late.

"Is this the end? Didn't you say that Jia Zhengliang is a dark horse?" Zhang Chulan was curious about what just happened.

"It's over. Big brother slapped Jia Zhengliang three times to end the fight... Let me tell you, don't say Jia Zhengliang is a dark horse. Even if he is a beast, he can't beat big brother..."

"Really, Brother Chu Lan, you didn't see it, that battle... was so tragic." Feng Xingtong briefly described it to Zhang Chulan, which made Zhang Chulan want to watch the replay.

...

After a moment.

Not long after Zhou Fengliu walked out of the competition tunnel, he saw Feng Xingtong, Feng Shayan, Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao walking over.

"Have you finished the competition?" Zhou Fengliu glanced at Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao and asked.

"Um..."

"It's fast enough, today..."

"I haven't finished the competition yet." Feng Xingtong said at this time that he would be the next one.

"Um..." Zhou Fengliu focused his attention on Feng Xingtong. When he saw Feng Xingtong, he couldn't help but think of the three thousand yuan last night.

"If you...can't win, just admit defeat." Zhou Fengliu reminded casually.

"That's for sure, but beating the king shouldn't be a big problem, right?" Feng Xingtong scratched his head.

"The next match...Feng Xingtong vs. Wang Bing! Contestants please enter quickly!"

Hearing his name, Feng Xingtong also knew that the next one would be his.

"I'm leaving first, wait for my good news."

"Um..."

Watching Feng Xingtong leave, Zhou Fengliu thought for a while, and then went to watch Feng Xingtong's game.

"You two...are you going?" Zhou Fengliu asked.

"Well... you might as well go take a look."

...

The group of people just walked into the auditorium where Feng Xingtong and Wang Bing were meeting.

Speaking of this, the opponents in the previous draws were very weak. I don’t know if it was due to good luck or some inside story. Anyway, he managed to get into the top 16.

Zhou Fengliu came to the auditorium and found that there were many people in the auditorium. After all, one of them was the great-grandson of Shi Lao Wang Ai, and the other was the son of Shi Lao Feng Zhenghao. They were descendants with some backgrounds.

"Just a few people?"

Wang Bing entered the venue and took a look at the audience, and found that the number of people in his contest was far less than other contests with popular contestants.

"Forget it, they are just a bunch of ignorant people who can't tell what a true pride of heaven is!"

Wang Bing is very crazy, even a little crazy and arrogant.

Of course, having such a character is inseparable from the influence of his family. Wang Ai doted on him and was instilled with a concept since he was a child:

Whatever the Wang family wants, sooner or later it must belong to the Wang family!

"Are you my opponent?" Wang Bing looked at Feng Xingtong who was entering the room opposite.

"Yes, Brother Wang... please give me some advice." Feng Xingtong replied, and then put on a fighting attitude.

The battle broke out, and the two quickly became entangled.

...

"This king...has a lot of tricks?"