The speed at which rumors spread is always beyond people's imagination.
Three days ago, everyone in Xiaoshan City knew that Shen Fengchu, as a guest in red, defeated Duan Qingfeng, the leader of the Qingcheng faction, in Wanghu Villa with one move. The "guest in red" who has caused a stir in the world time and time again is here again.
Over the past few years, the guest in red has defeated countless masters and has become the dream lover of countless young girls and the idol of countless young knights.
When someone called out the name "Guest in Red", it immediately caused quite a commotion in the audience.
Turning his face, Shen Fengchu looked sideways at the people in the audience, raised his slender fingers to his lips, and made a silencing gesture.
The audience immediately became quiet.
When he looked back, his eyes naturally met Yun Chu's for a moment.
He winked at her quickly, and she curled her lips slightly.
No one noticed the intertwined glances between the two.
The man in black stared at Shen Fengchu with cold eyes, "You want to challenge me?"
Shen Fengchu raised his chin and asked, "Are you afraid?"
The man in black had an angry look in his eyes.
Seeing that he was about to obtain the position of leader of the martial arts alliance, Shen Fengchu suddenly appeared on the way. How could he not be angry?
"I just want to remind you that if you don't want to lose too badly, it's still too late to leave!" the man in black replied sternly.
Shen Fengchulang laughed out loud, "If you are not afraid, why don't you dare to take action? Are you afraid that I will steal your position as the leader of the martial arts alliance?"
"Suffer death!" With a low voice, the man in black flew up.
Shen Fengchu still stood there with his hands tied, the smile on his lips not diminishing, but his eyes were fixed on the man in black.
Watch his first steps, watch the path of his palms, watch where his eyes are focused...
The man in black was as fast as lightning. He had arrived in front of Shen Fengchu in just one step. There was a ball of pale white cold air in the palm of his right hand and he slapped his chest hard.
Shen Fengchu took a step sideways and turned his back.
The palm of the man in black brushed against some of his floating hair, and when it hit, the coldness on his palm condensed a ball of silver frost on his hair.
He missed a hit, and before the move could get old, he struck out with another palm strike.
Shen Fengchu turned sideways again and raised his right fingers at the same time. Three fingers were retracted, leaving only the middle finger and index finger stretched out as straight as a sword.
This is, using fingers as swords.
As he stretched out his arm, his right finger sword was already stabbing at the wrist of the man in black.
The man in black's eyes darkened, and he hurriedly retreated.
In the stands, several leaders, including Lin Jiamu, showed astonishment.
An expert will know if it is there as soon as he takes action.
These people have been in the martial arts world for many years. Regardless of their level of martial arts, they always have good eyesight. Just by looking at Shen Fengchu's wave of the sword, he can already tell that this man in red has good martial arts skills. Compared with the previous man in black, he defeated Lin Jiamu. His palm skills are not inferior in the slightest.
Two people, moving back and forth with palms and swords.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen moves had been exchanged, and there was only a banging sound of internal force collision. The red carpet where the two landed was cracked inch by inch, turning into countless red silk strands and flying into the air.
Yunchu's eyes have been following the two figures.
On Shen Fengchu's face, she did not see the uninhibited smile lines that he always wore.
Could it be said that this ghost-faced Shura is very difficult?