Chapter 100 It's just that the strength doesn't allow it
Was Feng Potian poisoned and attacked by the clan leader?
For several years, the clan leader has never given up on eradicating the root cause.
How is this possible?
Of course, the most shocked ones were all the warriors of the Feng family.
There was a chill in their hearts.
You know, the unparalleled swordsman Feng Potian is the pride of their Feng family.
In fact, with Feng Potian in charge, it may only take twenty or thirty years for the Feng family to become the eighth aristocratic family.
How could the head of the Feng family cut off his own arm?
"I would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail. What a master of the Feng family, he is truly a hero!"
Qin Feng couldn't help but secretly clicked his tongue.
After hearing this, many people suddenly realized.
"The eighth family of Feng Potian. How can the Feng family, one of the thirteen noble families controlled by the head of the Feng family, come so freely!"
As soon as this statement came out, many people nodded.
The hearts of many warriors in the Feng family have become confused.
Only Feng Ya was so angry that he had the urge to vomit blood.
He knew that he had been slapped in the face again today, and even his father had become the object of everyone's contempt.
"Doesn't it feel bad to be slapped in the face? Then I don't understand. You know clearly that I am the little prince of slaps in the face, why do you always send your own face to your door?"
Qin Feng still said this, but everyone had a feeling that was obviously different from before.
Feng Ya wanted to yell loudly, but his remaining sense suppressed it.
"I admit, I was really slapped in the face by you. However, the key today is the rice porridge you cooked. I will see how a martial soul, which is only a third-level Huangpin sword martial soul, can cause transformation!
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Feng Ya still didn't believe that simple rice porridge could have such a heaven-defying effect.
"It seems that if I don't swell your face, you will still act like a bitch! Then I will be kind and grant your little wish."
Qin Feng handed the rice porridge to Feng Xiao.
Feng Xiao actually didn't have much hope, he just poured it into his mouth like rice porridge.
He couldn't help but be stunned!
Then, he lifted the edge of the bowl and drank heavily. After only three or five breaths, the bowl of white rice porridge had already reached the bottom.
Seeing Feng Xiao, an irresistible smile appeared on his face involuntarily, as if he was immersed in a sea of delicious food.
The onlookers, who were already tortured by this special fragrance, could not help but feel their throats rise and fall several times.
He actually had the idea of snatching the bowl away and eating the entire bowl.
"You said that there is no forbidden substance or magic elixir in this white rice porridge."
"The Magic Spirit Pill can make people addicted to a kind of dream and can't extricate themselves. It can even become addictive. I think Feng Xiao's reaction is very similar to that of people who take the Magic Spirit Pill!"
"Are you stupid? Many alchemists from the professional associations are standing here. If there is a magical elixir, don't they know about it?"
"That seems to make sense!"
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Some foodies have become impatient.
Trust!
It's all a matter of trust.
A bowl of rice porridge, what else is delicious?
You must know that many of the young talents present are princes from aristocratic families, and they have been to the palace's banquets at the end of the year many times.
Could it still be comparable to the royal cuisine of the palace?
Such thoughts flashed through their minds, but for some unknown reason, the faint fragrance of rice kept tempting them like a devil.
"You are all possessed by a demon! You are not thinking about the food now. Is it delicious? But whether he can improve the martial spirit of Feng Xiao, the seller who seeks glory. Otherwise, the rice porridge he cooks will be incomparable.
The delicious food cannot escape the fate, that is, the Jusheng Pavilion will be demolished directly!"
Seeing that everyone had gone astray, Feng Ya said a little anxiously.
"I really don't believe that a bowl of rice porridge can really improve the level of a martial spirit!"
"That's right! Let me see how little rice porridge can improve the so-called martial spirit!"
"Feng Xiao has already finished his rice porridge. Why hasn't it changed after such a long time? You must be so awesome!"
"The Jusheng Pavilion falsely advertised and deceived many diners. We immediately demolished the Jusheng Pavilion and sent this unscrupulous vendor directly to the office of the Guards Corps."
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Many warriors who had a relationship with Qin Feng and were originally enemies of life and death were clamoring.
"Everyone must keep an eye on Qin Feng and don't let him escape. Now, I'm going to invite the adults of the Guards Corps to come over and capture this despicable and shameless illegal trader!"
Tian Feng couldn't wait and jumped out directly.
After a brief exchange with the master, he quickly moved through the crowd and ran towards the distance.
"Qin Feng, you are going to become a complete joke this time. No! It will be difficult to walk out alive from the cell of the Guards Corps."
Feng Ya smiled slyly.
As we all know, the prison in the royal capital is actually secretly controlled by several major families. Even every once in a while, there will be some brutal beast fighting and underground black boxing matches.
Once entering the heavenly prison, no matter how powerful the warrior is, he will only become a plaything in the hands of the nobles.
Many warriors from the Ding Family, Liuyun Pavilion, the Professional Association and the Feng Family all took two steps forward and completely blocked all the blind spots where Qin Feng could escape.
The hearts of all the warriors in the audience were beating violently.
Qin Feng has aroused public outrage. Faced with the cooperation of many powerful people, how can he reverse the situation?
Reversal is impossible!
Now, you should think about how to escape!
However, Qin Feng did not do any of the countless methods they had imagined, and remained motionless. It was as if Mount Tai had collapsed but remained motionless.
"Hey! I really want to be slapped in the face by you. But my strength doesn't allow it! Now, let me slap your faces again and again until you are inhuman shape!"
Facing the array of sneers and taunts, Qin Feng sneered again and again.
If one's strength does not allow it, it is definitely the essence of showing off and slapping someone in the face.
Everyone was dumbfounded. They all turned their attention to Qin Feng, very curious about what happened next.
At this moment, a green light suddenly appeared, causing ripples in the void. Feng Xiao's third-grade sword spirit appeared in everyone's sight.
Everyone was a little confused.
Suddenly, a little blood light suddenly fell in the void, which was very similar to the scene of a warrior awakening his martial soul.
And Feng Xiao's third-grade sword spirit was like a koi swimming in the endless ocean, swallowing up the infinity that filled the void.
Almost at the same time, a dazzling earth-yellow light began to rise.
Together!
Two ways!
Three ways!
When the fourth earth-yellow halo appeared, the street in front of Jusheng Pavilion seemed to have been bombarded, and endless noise burst out in an instant.
The nearby houses will be overturned.
Some warriors who didn't know why, thought that a terrifying earthquake had erupted in the royal capital Kaiyuan Mansion. Their faces showed shock and confusion. (To be continued)