Feng Lixuan suddenly let out a shrill scream: "Ah! My leg! My leg! You actually broke my leg? The Feng family will not let you go!"
Chen Feng stared at him and uttered two words coldly: "Apologise!"
Feng Lixuan roared loudly: "What the hell do you do..."
Before the word "meng" could be said, Chen Feng kicked him again, this time it smashed his right knee to pieces!
Feng Lixuan couldn't hold on any longer and fell to his knees directly. The broken bone hit the ground and he almost fainted from the pain.
Chen Feng smiled and said: "Apologise now?"
The way Feng Lixuan looked at her now was no longer as arrogant as before, but full of fear, as if he were looking at a demon.
He was convinced.
He was in a trance and said in a trembling voice: "You, how dare you?"
Chen Feng roared: "Apologise!"
Feng Lixuan shivered with fright, and quickly banged on the stone platform, kowtowed to Chen Ziyuan, and cried: "Sister, I was wrong, I apologize to you, please, tell Chen Feng, let me
Please spare me!"
He was crying and shouting, with tears and runny nose running down his face, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
Chen Ziyuan was frightened and a little at a loss, but she also felt very happy in her heart.
She looked at Chen Feng, who had a sneer on his lips: "After apologizing, get out of here!"
As he said that, he kicked him out, causing him to fall to the ground and scream again.
With the help of others, Feng Lixuan reluctantly stood up, then left with his tail between his legs like a bereaved dog.
Before leaving, he turned around and glanced at Chen Feng hatefully, his eyes full of malice.
Seeing Chen Feng beating Feng Lixuan so miserably, these people seemed to have just realized how powerful Chen Feng was and that they were definitely not something they could afford, so all the dissatisfaction on their faces disappeared, at least they did not dare to show it.
!
In this round of battle, Chen Feng’s side ended the fastest.
The next best thing is Wei Wuji and his opponent on the eighth stage.
Seeing Chen Feng defeating his opponent so easily, Wei Wuji curled his lips slightly, and then swung out his sword. Suddenly, the sword shadow fell all over the sky. His opponent didn't even see clearly, but just screamed, all over his body.
He was stabbed with more than a dozen bloody holes, fell heavily, and was seriously injured.
But fortunately, his life was not in danger. This was obviously because Wei Wuji showed mercy.
Otherwise, he can definitely be killed easily!
On other stages, some are fast and some are slow.
The two people who had ridiculed Chen Feng also solved their opponents one after another. Obviously they still had some strength, but it took them a long time and their strength was very average. At least in Chen Feng's opinion
, there is no difference between them and native chickens and dogs.
Chen Feng now also knows their names. The person who first mocked Chen Feng was named Yang Wenyao.
The person who echoed Wang Zhongze was named Wang Bo.
"Yang Wenyao, Wang Bo!" Chen Feng looked at the two of them, with a slight sneer on his lips: "You two, be careful, don't make mistakes in my hands."
Chen Feng is a man with clear grievances. If you dare to humiliate him, you will have to pay the price, and you will never be safe.
An hour later, all the battles on the stage were over, and the sixteen winners were decided.
Among these sixteen saints, there were about ten who were as unscathed as Chen Feng and Wei Wuji.
Of the remaining six people, three were slightly injured, two were seriously injured, and one was seriously injured and on the verge of death.
Chen Feng didn't pay attention before, but now he looked at it and his brows jumped.
Because, among the sixteen people, he saw the dark and skinny young man, who seemed to be of a foreign race.
Now, Chen Feng also knows his name, which is Tatamu.
Jian Mingjun looked at everyone and announced: "Today the competition is over, and the second round will begin tomorrow."
Everyone nodded and prepared to leave, but at this moment, Chen Feng suddenly turned around and said coldly to Yang Wenyao and Wang Bo: "You two, I hope you two can hold on for one or two more games."
, until you meet me.”
"Especially you, Yang Wenyao, I hope you can have a smooth journey before you meet me."
"Then, I will give you a harsh lesson to let you know who is the real strong man! Who is the waste!"
Yang Wenyao's face changed several times and became extremely ugly, but he did not dare to refute.
Just now, it was they who were saying arrogant words to Chen Feng, but now, it is Chen Feng who is saying it to them. Moreover, they did not dare to refute!
Because, this is Chen Feng's strength, this is the shock brought by Chen Feng's strength!
Now, Yang Wenyao felt a trace of regret in his heart, regretting that he had offended Chen Feng, and the same was true for Wang Bo.
Chen Feng looked up to the sky and laughed, turned around and left!
If you are strong, you can do this!
When Chen Feng was about to reach his small courtyard, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw Chen Ziyuan chasing after him.
Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Ziyuan, why are you here?"
Chen Ziyuan's face immediately turned red with embarrassment. She lowered her head and twirled the corners of her clothes, but she didn't know what to say.
She didn't know why, but she caught up with him by accident.
Among Chen Ziyuan, she just felt that being with Chen Feng and seeing Chen Feng made her inexplicably happy. Now if she was asked to give a reason, she couldn't explain it.
Chen Feng saw her embarrassment and shyness, and smiled: "Come on, I just happened to go to the place where I live, but it's a humble house. I'm neglecting you, so don't be angry."
Chen Ziyuan nodded quickly and said, "Why are you angry?"
She was very happy in her heart. Chen Feng was able to take her to the place where he lived, which obviously showed that he was very close to her and trusted her.
Chen Feng took her to the small courtyard. Chen Ziyuan looked left and right and said, "Chen Feng, you are the only one who lives in such a big courtyard? Doesn't the master you worship accept other disciples?"
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Chen Feng's mouth, and he said with a smile: "Take it, it's a lot! But now I'm the only one left."
Chen Ziyuan stuck out her tongue and did not dare to ask Chen Feng again.
He took her into the side room, asked him to sit down, offered him a glass of water, and said with a smile: "Don't be too shabby, I usually drink this water."
Chen Ziyuan took it with a smile, drank half of it in one gulp, and said, "Brother Chen, I don't dislike anything of yours."
When I said this, I realized that it seemed very ambiguous, so I immediately lowered my head.
Chen Feng couldn't help but patted his forehead, looking a little helpless. This Senior Sister Chen was good at everything, but she was too shy and kept her head down without saying a word.
