Feng Zitong didn't expect that so many people were willing to support her, looking at the posture, if no one stopped her, the two sides would really fight. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She stood in the ring and glanced at Mo Zhengyang.

Mo Zhengyang narrowed his eyes slightly, he understood what Feng Zitong meant, and for Feng Chenhao's sake, he stood up and said, "Everyone, don't be impatient, Miss Feng's battle is about to begin." ”

As soon as these words came out, the people who supported Feng Zitong died down instantly, not for anything else, they just wanted to watch Feng Zitong fight.

The people who supported Li Han also quieted down after 'cutting' at them disdainfully.

Now, the roots of the ears are finally clean.

The referee then said, "Fight, begin." ”

Feng Zitong nodded to her opponent, the other party is a middle-aged man, don't be surprised, it is not surprising that a person of his age has cultivated to the primary level of the Mirror, for people who have no talent, cultivation is not easy, some people can only concentrate on their entire lives, and some people can only stop here after a certain stage.

Even so, for diligent people, the talent of Jing Linggen is not high, so they will choose to cultivate martial arts.

Feng Zitong saw that the spiritual strength of this mirror was not high, and the force was not weak.

After all, the rules do not say that force cannot be used.

After the two expressed mutual respect and respect, the middle-aged uncle moved.

No matter what happens, Feng Zitong has always been a calm attitude to let the rain waver.

Even when the other party's spiritual power arrived in front of her, she was not in a hurry.

It's not that she's conceited, it's that she knows she's capable of coping.

In fact, this is a competition without suspense, in terms of spiritual power, Feng Zitong's playing style is tricky and eccentric, in terms of force, since she arrived in the country of Jingwu, she has met an opponent of Mo Yanhuang.

The middle-aged uncle in front of Feng Zitong is not her opponent.

She dodged the spiritual power of the middle-aged uncle sideways, and her body fell back quickly, avoiding the uncle's subsequent kick.

By the time she stood up straight, she had already circled in front of her uncle.

I saw that Feng Zitong's right palm was slightly turned, and a ball of silver-white spiritual power covered the palm of his palm, and he quickly punched out.

The uncle only felt the oncoming strong wind, and the spiritual power that was several times stronger than him hit the door.

His reflexive squint, Feng Zitong's speed was so fast that he forgot to dodge.

However, Feng Zitong didn't slap this palm, and when he reached the uncle's door, his hand was raised, and his spiritual power flew out, directly blasting the tables and chairs in the VIP rest area on the high platform into pieces.

It seems to be weak but extremely powerful, scaring many people around.

Feng Zitong's spiritual power imprisoned the uncle's body as soon as he moved, and then the five fingers of his right hand formed a claw and pressed against his carotid artery.

Now, the uncle doesn't even have room to resist.

was not hit by spiritual power, but the life gate on his neck was pinched in the palm of his hand, and the middle-aged uncle opened his eyes in disbelief, he... Just lost?

Lost to a stinky little girl?

"Shhhhh

"How many tricks did Feng Zitong use?"

"Two, two moves..."

"It's too fast, damn it, how could her speed be so fast, so fast that my eyes were glazed. ”

"Hahahaha, I'll just say that Feng Zitong will definitely win the first place, those who support Li Han, you are all SB!"

"Yes, SB put together a bunch, and it was really interesting. ”

"What are you talking about? Say it again?"

"What's the matter, SB-SB-SB!!"

The two sides began to quarrel again.