Ye Qiu's body moved, and he flashed out like a ghost, heading straight for Tang San.
His movements were as fast as lightning, bringing up a gust of wind, obviously he wanted to get rid of this chattering guy first.
When Tang San saw this, his expression changed slightly, but he did not flinch, but instead stepped forward to meet him.
Through the previous brief confrontation, he had already noticed that Ye Qiu was very powerful, but as the most outstanding genius of the Tang family, how could he show weakness at this time?
"Bang!"
The two people collided together instantly, and the powerful power surged, making the surrounding space seem to tremble.
However, just when the two started fighting, Feng Wuhen suddenly intervened.
Feng Wuhen swayed and appeared between Ye Qiu and Tang San. With a wave of his hands, a powerful aura immediately separated Ye Qiu and Tang San.
"What's going on with you two? Is it time for a fight?"
Feng Wuhen looked at the two of them with reproachful eyes and continued: "Stop, no fighting!"
"Feng Wuhen, what do you want?" Ye Qiu asked dissatisfied.
Feng Wuhen said: "No matter what grudges you two have, put them aside for now. I want to resolve my matters first."
"I said before that I will convince others with my virtue."
"Let's do this. I'll give you a chance. As long as you can join forces to defeat me, I will give up the idea of accepting you as a servant. How about that?"
Ye Qiu couldn't bear it any longer and said to Feng Xiaoxiao on the ground: "Feng Xiaoxiao, are you still the young master of the Feng family? Can you handle this well?"
Feng Xiaoxiao's face darkened.
This one?
What do you take Feng Wuhen for?
Tang San laughed and said: "Feng Wuhen, did you hear that your servant called you a dog? I laughed to death."
"You're laughing!" Feng Wuhen glared at Tang San fiercely.
Ye Qiu said: "Laugh, laugh hard, because you won't be able to laugh anymore."
"What do you mean?" Tang San narrowed his eyes.
Feng Wuhen cursed: "Idiot, you don't understand this? What he means is that you will become a dead person in a while."
"What an arrogant boy, do you really think you can deal with me?" Tang San asked: "Who are you?"
"Are you talking to me?" Ye Qiu said, "I am the one who sent you on your way."
boom!
The moment Ye Qiu finished speaking, he suddenly took action and moved forward with his fist.
At this moment, he was like a sleeping beast suddenly erupting, and the originally peaceful world was suddenly filled with boiling power.
"Well done!"
Tang San shouted loudly and smacked his palm out. In an instant, a dark palm print was like a dark cloud covering the sky, heading towards Ye Qiu's fist.
"Boom!"
Two powerful forces collided in the air, erupting with a deafening roar, as if the whole world was shaking at this moment.
Ye Qiu's fist intersected with Tang San's palm print, causing ripples visible to the naked eye. Strong winds and dust flew up, obscuring the surrounding sight.
"Humph, you are quite capable."
Tang San snorted coldly, stamped his feet, and approached like lightning again, quickly forming seals with his hands, obviously preparing to launch a more violent attack.
"Is this what the Tang family's peerless genius is capable of?" Ye Qiu raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth. Instead of retreating, he advanced instead. He also sped up his movements, his body flashing, and every punch he punched was accompanied by a whistling sound that ripped through the air.
Bang bang bang!
Tang San's palm wind and Ye Qiu's fist continued to collide, deafening, like two ferocious beasts from ancient times clashing.
Feng Wuhen watched the battle quietly from the side, a hint of approval flashed in his eyes.
He could see that both Ye Qiu and Tang San had talents and strengths far beyond ordinary people, which he admired deeply.
"Not bad, not bad, you didn't disappoint me."
Feng Wuhen said: "If you can perform in this battle to my satisfaction, maybe I can consider giving you a special opportunity."
"For example, don't be my servant, be my follower."
"Followers are different from servants. Let me explain to you carefully..."
Before Feng Wuhen could finish his words, Ye Qiu, who originally attacked Tang San, suddenly punched Feng Wuhen.
"Say you're paralyzed! I've been putting up with you for a long time!"
boom!
The moment Ye Qiu punched, Feng Wuhen also punched, and he punched Ye Qiu's fist.
"As a peerless genius of the Feng family, I know very well that a rebellious person like you cannot easily surrender to others. You will only be convinced if I beat you down."
"You like to use your fists, which shows that you are confident in your own strength."
"In this case, I will also use my fists to fight you head-on, lest you say I am incompetent if I win..."
Bang!
Before Feng Wuhen finished speaking, his two fists had already met in the air, as if two stars were colliding in the universe, releasing endless light and power.
The next second.
"Ah..." Feng Wuhen shouted, and his body flew hundreds of feet upside down like a kite with its string broken.
When he stood firm, everyone discovered that Feng Wuhen's right fist exploded and blood splattered.
"What a powerful force!" Tang San was secretly shocked. He didn't expect Ye Qiu's strength to be so terrifying. He injured Feng Wuhen with just one punch.
"It seems that when we fought against me just now, this kid didn't use his full strength." Tang San became more vigilant.
Feng Wuhen's exploded fist quickly returned to its original state. He looked at Ye Qiu. Not only was he not angry, but a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile: "You have proven your strength by being able to confront me head-on without falling behind."
, I don’t think there’s any need to fight, from now on, you will be my follower.”
"It's enough for you to be my follower." After Ye Qiu said this, his figure swayed and turned into an afterimage, launching a fierce offensive towards Feng Wuhen.
He punched with both hands at the same time, each punch carrying the sound of howling wind, like a violent storm pouring towards the wind without a trace.
Feng Wuhen was not to be outdone, using his unparalleled speed to constantly dodge and find the right time to counterattack.
His fist was as heavy as a meteorite. Every time he swung it out, it was powerful and heavy, constantly colliding with Ye Qiu's palm wind, sparking dazzling sparks.
"Bang bang bang!"
The two people's attacks were like thunder and fire, intertwined together, releasing terrifying power fluctuations, making the surrounding space seem to collapse.
Tang San watched the battle from the side, his face gradually becoming gloomy.
"Who is this kid? He can challenge Feng Wuhen?"
"I have never heard of such a person in the restricted area of life before. Could it be that he is an outsider?"
"Hmph, no matter who you are, if you actually want to kill me, then I will send you to report to the underworld first."
When Tang San thought of this, his body turned into an afterimage, quietly appeared behind Ye Qiu, and struck out with a palm.
