His palm seemed arrogant and casual, but in fact he had used eight points of his strength seriously.
"Let me see how powerful the mid-term Xiantian warriors of the Wilderness Sect are!" Luo Feng also specifically inquired about No. 2's strength last night and knew that the other party had just broken through to the mid-term Xiantian stage recently, and his cultivation level was the same as his own.
"snort!"
No. 2 didn't show any weakness either.
They are both in the middle stage of Xiantian, and No. 2 is from a sect, so they are not afraid of each other at all.
The two sides went back and forth and tested for a while, but neither of them could get an advantage.
"Huh? Is this No. 2 so powerful?" Luo Feng immediately stopped looking down on him, but he was confused in his heart, "With such strength, why was he slapped away by Xu Ming?"
After a few rounds of fighting, Luo Feng realized that this fight didn't seem to be that easy to fight; the number two didn't seem to be the soft persimmon he thought he was!
"This slap... seems a bit difficult to slap!"
But yesterday, Luo Feng said in public that he would whip away No. 2 like Xu Ming did. He said these words out loud, so he couldn't just say it as a fart, right?
It’s hard to smoke, but you have to smoke!
"No, I must beat him away!" Luo Feng thought about his tactics, "I will suppress him with all my strength first, and when he shows his flaws, I will slap him immediately! - Yes, that's it!"
Thinking about it, Luo Feng suddenly burst out with fierce momentum.
"Crush you to death! Crush you to death! Crush you to death!" Luo Feng's fist struck No. 2 like a gust of wind and rain.
But... if Luo Feng can break out, won't No. 2 be able to?
No. 2 also broke out at the same time, and neither side could do anything to the other.
Oh, no, to be precise -
"Old Chen, both sides seem to be evenly matched!" Song Jiahan, who was watching the battle from the audience, said.
"It's evenly matched, but Luo Feng lost!" Chen Wansong said, "The Wilderness Sect's skills are more profound, and Er Hao's profound energy is definitely more powerful than Luo Feng's, and he can last longer!"
In fact, Luo Feng on the stage also quickly discovered this problem - he could not suppress No. 2 at all. On the contrary, as time went by, his physical strength gradually became exhausted, and No. 2 turned to suppress him.
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"This..." Luo Feng was also drunk, "This No. 2 is so powerful, why was he slapped away by Xu Ming in the first place?"
Luo Feng really couldn't figure it out.
At this point in the fight between the two sides, Luo Feng no longer expected to humiliate No. 2 with a slap. He just wanted to win this battle - after all, he had agreed to slap No. 2 away at the beginning.
, but lost to No. 2, which would really make people laugh.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Feeling that his physical strength was gradually exhausted, Luo Feng's attacks became more and more crazy.
"Luo Feng, admit defeat!" Chen Wansong's determined voice came from the audience.
Give up?
Of course Luo Feng believed in Lao Chen's vision. Since Lao Chen asked him to admit defeat, it meant that he had no chance of winning this battle!
But, admit defeat?
With Luo Feng's competitive character, how could he have the humility to admit defeat?
"No, I won't admit defeat! Even if I'm defeated, I won't admit defeat!" Luo Feng gritted his teeth and insisted.
However……
Snap!
Luo Feng was stunned, and No. 2's slap had actually reached his face.
"I...I..." Luo Feng still couldn't believe that he was being slapped on the martial arts stage, "I was slapped by him?"
I...was slapped by him?
Luo Feng was stunned.
It was hard for him to accept - it wasn't as promised, but he was the one who wanted to slap him, so how come he slapped him instead?
What is going on!?
"I...I...I!" Luo Feng became angry and wanted to rush to the martial arts stage.
Chen Wansong grabbed him and said, "Xiao Feng, if you lose, you lose, and you must be able to afford to lose!"
On the road to martial arts, winning and losing are normal. No one can win forever. Therefore, losing is not terrible. What is terrible is that you cannot afford to lose!
It is difficult for a person who cannot afford to lose to go far on the road of martial arts.
Luo Feng obviously understood this truth, so he immediately calmed down when Lao Chen pulled him away.
He was calm, but the slap mark on his face was a burning pain and would be a lifelong shame.
Number 2 walked down and said calmly: "You want to suppress me, and then wait for an opportunity to slap me; why am I not like this? - Luo Feng, I know that you are extremely talented, and your achievements in the future will definitely be far better than mine;
But today, in addition to the lesson and shame this slap has given you, as a senior brother, I have one more thing to say to you!"
"Hmph!" Luo Feng snorted coldly. In his opinion, No. 2's current behavior was that of a winner showing off his power with his tail raised.
"This sentence is: You are extremely talented, which is good; but don't be arrogant and think that your talent is the best in the world! There are many people in this world who are more talented than you, such as...
..." Having said this, No. 2 looked at Xu Ming, who was walking towards the martial arts stage.
Xu Ming is really the most genius No. 2 has ever seen or heard of in his life!
"Him?" Luo Feng sneered, "I lost to you, but him? I don't accept it! - I don't know what method he used to slap you in a sneak attack..."
"Sneak attack?" No. 2 shook his head and smiled, with awe in his eyes, "I'm not qualified to let him sneak attack - it's a head-on crushing! I have no power to resist!"
"I don't believe it!" Luo Feng said, "If I crush you head-on, wouldn't it mean that I can also crush me head-on? - I don't believe that anyone of the same age as me can crush me head-on!"
This is the arrogance of Luo Feng, a peerless genius born in the Martial God Kingdom, who is unwilling to admit defeat.
"Don't believe it? Then just watch!" No. 2 looked towards the martial arts stage.
At this time on the martial arts stage, Wu Jun also happened to look towards him: "Er Hao, this time, you have not embarrassed our old disciple! - Just watch carefully. Next, I will help you control Feiyun.
Earn back the face the country has lost!"
"Only you?" No. 2 sneered and shook his head - it's so horribly stupid!
Even Hu Zhenyu, who was born perfect, was secretly defeated by Xu Ming; who are you, Wu Jun? - Xu Ming has never even looked at you, right?
The reason why you have the opportunity to stand on the martial arts stage with Xu Ming is entirely because Xu Ming felt that he needed to kill a chicken to show the monkeys, so as not to be harassed by you clowns all the time, so he gave you a chance to be tortured, okay?
!
Wu Jun cast his ignorant gaze on Xu Ming again: "I heard that you used some means to sneak attack Er Hao, and even stepped on him to become the 'God of Palms'?"
Xu Ming said nothing.
"Although I don't think highly of Er Hao, he is an old disciple of our Barbarian Sect after all; he is embarrassed, and my face is disgraced - so, I have to get this slap back for him!" Wu Jun said
It's true, "Tell me, do you want to be slapped on the left cheek or the right cheek? Tell me and I will satisfy you!"
"Can we start?" Although Xu Ming is free, his time is not used to play tricks with these clowns. If he has time, he might as well go flirt with Gu Hanmo!
"Haha, it seems that you are eager to be spanked! Well, I will satisfy you, let's start now!"
"Has it started?" Xu Ming looked at Wu Jun deeply.
Wu Jun's gaze could not help but be attracted by Xu Ming's eyes. He saw that there seemed to be a storm swirling in Xu Ming's eyes.
"How can there be a storm in the eyes?"
Before Wu Jun had time to think about it, he saw that the world around him had darkened. The storm was violently stirring around him, and the world seemed to be trembling; he was like a pitiful grass, swaying helplessly in the storm.
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Just this glance...
Boom!
Wu Jun fainted directly on the martial arts stage.