Chapter Ninety-Seven: Challenging Lou Qingfeng
"Ling Feng, who is this guy, I haven't heard of this name!"
"Sure enough, it's not Xue Changqing, what kind of person is this Ling Feng, I've never heard of this person, is there such a genius in Luo Feng's sphere of influence?"
"Since that kid's cultivation has been hidden with a secret method, it won't be because he was afraid of our jokes and deliberately hid it!"
"Hahaha, it's possible, I also heard that kid defeated Xue Gongzi, I think it's fake, it should be Xue Gongzi who didn't bother to help the Liu family attend the game, so he let the kid replace it, hahaha!"
As soon as the voice of the master of the bitter prisoner fell, there were discussions one after another, and even some small families who stood on the side of the Lou family and the Yue family even made mockery.
When those young people of the Liu family heard these ridicules and ridicules, their faces blushed and their fists clenched in their hands.
Even the master of the torture prisoner on the high platform glanced at Ling Feng suspiciously.
But the next moment, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he muttered, "Strange, strange!"
Ling Feng ignored these voices.
"Quiet!"
Not long after those sarcastic voices sounded, the old face of the master of the bitter prisoner was horizontal, and he said angrily.
Those sarcastic voices also disappeared in an instant, but the sarcastic eyes of those people in the factory fell on Ling Feng's body unscrupulously.
"Young Master Ling, please don't be angry, they don't know how powerful Gongzi is!"
Liu Yanrou also had anger in her heart, and hurriedly explained to Ling Feng on the side.
"It's fine!"
Ling Feng waved his hand and said indifferently.
"Let your brother never challenge Lou Qingfeng!"
Ling Feng suddenly looked at Liu Yanrou and reminded.
"Yes!"
When Liu Yanrou heard this, she hurriedly looked at Liu Shuihan on the side.
At this time, Liu Shuihan clenched his fists, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Shui Han, wait a minute, don't take the initiative to challenge!"
Liu Yanrou knew her brother's character, and did not say it directly and clearly, but tactfully did not let him take the initiative but challenged others.
"Sister, who I challenge, you don't care!"
Liu Shuihan didn't appreciate it and said coldly.
"Huh!"
Liu Yanrou shook her head helplessly.
"Boom!"
Soon after, on the jousting field, I remembered a dull bell chanting.
"When the time comes, please prepare to choose the opponent you want to challenge!"
The master of the bitter prisoner stood on the high platform, waved his robe, and said loudly.
After speaking, his figure faded away in the eyes of everyone.
"Space martial arts!"
Seeing this, Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and muttered in his heart.
At a glance, he could see that the other party could disappear plainly, and it should be that he used some kind of space martial art, which could make people teleport.
This kind of martial art also has this effect when the cultivation gap is relatively small, if in front of absolute strength, this kind of martial art is a showcase.
"Lou Qingfeng, I want to challenge you!"
And not long after the prisoner disappeared, Liu Shuihan, who was beside Liu Yanrou, spoke up.
"Water cold!"
When Liu Yanrou heard this, her face changed, and she hurriedly wanted to stop Liu Shuihan.
However, she was still a step late, and after Liu Shuihan finished speaking, the soles of her feet stepped on the ground, and her figure jumped up and landed on the high platform.
"This kid of the Liu family is sharp-eyed!"
In the audience, there were some people from families who were better with the Liu family and said with a smile.
"Yes, although both of them are martial arts trifecta, it is obvious that the Lou family is much weaker!"
Liu Shuihan, who fell on the high platform, heard this, and his heart was also arrogant, but his eyes glanced at Ling Feng in the audience.
"You want to challenge me?"
When Lou Qingfeng heard this, he looked at Liu Shuihan with a faint smile on his face and said.
"Of course, are you afraid?"
Liu Shuihan greeted his confidence again, and a smile also appeared on his face.
"Good!"
Lou Qingfeng shouted, his body moved, and he fell on the high platform.
"Let's start, since you dare to come to my Liu family to make trouble, then I'll kick you out!"
Liu Shuihan looked at Lou Qingfeng, and his spiritual power shook all over his body.
"Okay, I'm going to see how you kick me out!"
A sneer appeared on Lou Qingfeng's face, the soles of his feet swirled, and a raging spiritual power rose above his body.
"Now that it's all there, let's get started!"
The Prisoner Master was not seen, and his voice did ring in everyone's ears.
"Martial artist quadruple, the Liu family kid, is already a martial artist quadruple, I didn't expect this kid to hide his strength, it seems that the Liu family still has some strength!"
In the audience, it was as if he felt the breath diffusing from Liu Shuihan's body, and said with surprise on his face.
Liu Shuihan did not intend to hide his cultivation, and revealed his cultivation at the beginning.
"Did you break through?"
Lou Qingfeng felt Liu Shuihan's breath, there was no surprise on his face, and he said lightly.
"Hahaha, are you scared, if you're scared, you can admit defeat directly!"
Liu Shuihan saw Lou Qingfeng's expressionless face, but in his heart, he directly regarded it as pretending to be calm.
"You'll find out if you try!"
Lou Qingfeng faced Liu Shuihan's ridicule, and a faint smile appeared on his expressionless face.
"In that case, I can only trample you under my feet!"
There was anger rising in Liu Shuihan's eyes, and he dared to be so calm than himself.
He already thought of the picture of Lou Qingfeng being trampled under his feet in his heart, and he wanted everyone to know that not everyone could be so rampant in front of him.
"Wind Splitting Palm!"
Liu Shuihan's body trembled, the soles of his feet stepped forward, cracks appeared on the ground, his palms swirled, and the rippling spiritual power around his body also danced with his palms.
"Bang!"
As soon as the soles of his feet were forced, the bluestone slab under his feet directly shattered, and his body was like a sharp sword, bursting out.
Seeing this, Lou Qingfeng still had a smile on his face, and his body did not move, only the spiritual power that surrounded his body fluttered gently.
"Get the hell out of here!"
The spiritual power in Liu Shuihan's hand was agitated, and where his palm slashed, the sound of sonic booms sounded endlessly, and the power shook the sky.
The palm of his hand continued to enlarge in Lou Qingfeng's pupils, and just when Liu Shuihan approached a certain range of his body.
His eyes froze, and the spiritual power around him also trembled wildly, and a breath of the fourfold peak of a martial artist spread.
"Rakshasa Palm!"
Lou Qingfeng snorted softly in his mouth, and his palm slowly slapped out.
"Bang!"
The next moment, the palms of the two collided heavily.
At the moment of impact, Liu Shuihan's complexion changed, and he wanted to withdraw his palm, but he found that it was too late.
A tremendous force spread from the palm of his hand into his body.
"You can go down!"
Lou Qingfeng's faint voice came into Liu Shuihan's ears.
Then I saw Lou Qingfeng's body spin, and slapped his palm on Liu Shuihan's chest again.