"You really wouldn't?"

He Yuanyang was disappointed.

"I really won't."

Han Feng couldn't help laughing, "The technical content required for the figure is actually very high, and I, a beginner sand table master, have not yet mastered this technique." ”

"Oh......"

He Yuanyang is very regretful.

I don't know if it's because I can't make figurines, or because I can't study it with Han Feng in the room......

"What's that girl's name?"

Han Feng hurriedly diverted the topic.

"Her name is Tan Zihan."

"Oh~"

Han Feng exclaimed.

Tan Zihao! Tan Zihan!

It all sounds like a name.

In Xiao Han Feng's memory, when he was born, his mother said that if it was a male baby, it would be called Han Ziao, and a female would be called Han Zixuan, if it weren't for his father's strong protest......

Cough.

This name has been tinkering for 20 years, that is Wang Cuihua, Liu Meijuan, Sun Aihong......

Tan Zihao: Liu Jianguo, Wang Jianye, Zhang Aimin......

It's amazing!

"How."

"Do you like people?"

He Yuanyang squeezed his eyebrows and said mysteriously, "I'll tell you another secret, this girl is actually ......"

"He Yuanyang."

Zhou Yunfeng suddenly interjected, "You said too much." ”

"What does it have to do with you?"

He Yuanyang glanced at him.

"Idiot."

Zhou Yunfeng's expression was cold, "Have you ever heard a sentence called "Shallow and deep." ”

"Huh."

He Yuanyang sneered, "What nonsense words, I've only heard nine shallow and one god, let me tell you, Zhou Yunfeng, Brother Han and I hit it off at first sight, and now we are good friends." ”

Han Feng: ???

What a cat and dog are these words!

"Hmph."

Zhou Yunfeng snorted coldly and ignored it again.

"Ignore him."

He Yuanyang pursed his lips and said to Han Feng, "This thing has always been like this, a little socially phobic, and very wary of strangers, understand." ”

Han Feng was silent.

Why does he think it's the one in front of him who thinks it's abnormal!

It's so self-cooked!

"When did we become friends?"

Han Feng sighed.

"From the time I knew you were a sandboxer."

He Yuanyang, hey, hey, a pleasure.

He believes that the sand table master who can be recommended to the Qingyun Project is by no means an ordinary person.

And at this time.

Tan Zihao's brother and sister glanced around the room, consciously avoiding the area of 'little geniuses during the internship period' and came to Han Feng's side.

"Hello."

Tan Zihan greeted them generously.

"Hello."

Han Feng and the others responded with a smile.

And at this time.

Tan Zihao's gaze fell on Han Feng, and he was suddenly a little stunned, "The power of sand and dust ......"

Brush!

He looked at the list again with some confusion, and then frowned, "Sand Table Master...... Now that Tianfeng City's Qingyun plan has been lowered to this level? ”

Han Feng: "......"

Is he so hateful?

"Tan Zihao!"

He Yuanyang said coldly, "Don't look for trouble!" ”

"Isn't it?"

Tan Zihao shook his head, "The title of the pride of the sky means that the only genius in Tianfeng City this year, but if this title is the ...... obtained by defeating the sand table master"

"Huh."

"Don't be a joke."

"It's boring, I already think this competition is low enough with the two of you......"

"Tam Zi Ho !!"

He Yuanyang stood up, "Do you want to fight?" ”

"What if you find it?"

Tan Zihao sneered.

Brush!

The atmosphere of the room became solemn.

"Hey......"

Miss Tan Zihan held her forehead a little helplessly, this brother......

There are only a few geniuses in Tianfeng City, every time they meet, it is like eating gunpowder, and this time they are competing for the son of Tianjiao, and they are full of anger before they start.

"I'm sorry."

"I've got you involved."

Miss Tan whispered to Han Feng with some embarrassment.

"It's fine."

Han Feng didn't care.

His mentality is not enough to deal with a few young people.

It's just that.

For some reason, he looked at Miss Tan in front of him and always felt very familiar......

Odd.

Han Feng was puzzled, with his memory, he shouldn't make a mistake, but Xiao Han Feng didn't have this girl in his memory, this familiar feeling......

"Miss Tan, have we met somewhere?"

Han Feng was puzzled.

"Huh?"

Miss Tan's face was flushed all of a sudden, is it so straightforward to talk to her now?

Brush!

There was an instant silence in the room.

He Yuanyang and Tan Zihao, who had also taken gunpowder just now and were ready to fight at any time, also looked at it together, their eyes full of incredulity.

Wait a minute.

Their side could fight at any time, Han Feng actually went to hook up with Miss Tan?!

？？？

Ganli Niang!

Tan Zihao's face turned green.

"Your name is Han Feng, right?"

"Huh."

"Sand Table Master!"

"You still want to chase my sister with this little body?"

His burly body turned.

Click!

Click!

His gloomy gaze swept over Han Feng, his fists clenched, and there was a crisp sound of joints, "Don't let me see you outside in the future, otherwise Lao Tzu will knock you back to your mother's womb with one punch." ”

"Brother!"

Tan Zihan's face turned red and dragged his brother away.

Han Feng: ???

"Well done."

"It's worthy of being my friend He Yuanyang!"

He Yuanyang gave Han Feng a thumbs up, "I thought you really had no temper, hehe, to deal with this kind of shameless thing, you have to poke his weakness!" ”

"It's not."

"I just feel familiar to her."

Han Feng said truthfully.

"I know."

He Yuanyang smiled slightly, indicating his understanding, "Adolescent boys, when they see all the beautiful girls, they will feel familiar. ”

Han Feng: ???

……

Long.

Time's up.

The staff brought them to the venue.

It was a dojo that had been around for some years, and the huge space was almost entirely for them to fight, with only a temporary row of tables, chairs and benches at the entrance.

A few senior bosses with a very strong hairline at a glance are sitting on them, with a solemn expression.

"Vice President."

The staff stepped forward respectfully.

"That's all?"

The middle-aged man in the middle spoke.

His name is Tian Zhijun, and he is the vice president of the Heavenly Wind City Super Energy Association, mainly responsible for various activities.

"Yes."

The staff sent the documents to them.

"Good."

Tian Zhijun opened it and glanced at it, and said to Han Feng and the others, "According to the rules, you can challenge each other and choose a place." At the end of each battle, we can help you get back to your best, and when you choose the results, we'll distribute the resources together. ”

"Of course, if a few of you happen to restrain each other, we will decide who will become the pride of the sky based on your performance."

"Yes."

The crowd nodded.

The children sat obediently on a row of small stools, watching curiously.

"Let's get started."

Tian Zhijun said indifferently.

The Qingyun plan is an entry screening, which is not a big deal, and it can be ended as soon as possible.

Thereupon.

Tan Zihao, who had been waiting impatiently, stepped forward, "Which of you will come first?" ”

"I'll do it."

He Yuanyang was eager to try.

He has endured Tan Zihao's goods for a long time!

Of course.

Before walking up, he also glanced at Han Feng and said solemnly, "Old Han, when I win, he will go to you!" Don't forget our promise! ”

People looked at Han Feng in unison.

Han Feng: ???

Agree with your sister!

Who made an appointment with you!

Seeing that people suddenly showed ambiguous eyes, he suddenly had the feeling of killing He Yuanyang......

And at this time.

Fighting has broken out in the field.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Tan Zihao raised his hand and there were terrifying red flames.

This power ......

Han Feng's expression quickly became solemn.

The last time he had seen the power of the Flame Giants.

However, that guy is just a little assassin with no resources, and he barely got to the F-level threshold, while Tan Zihao is the peak of the F-level from a professional class!

The power of this flame is more than doubled.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Tan Zihao is surrounded by flames, and his fighting style is standard hand-to-hand combat, with every punch and kick carrying a terrifying flame power!

And He Yuanyang is the opposite.

Raise your hand.

An ice spear condensed in the void and pierced it.

Waved.

Another ice gun.

Shout!

Shout!

An ice spear is like a sharp arrow.

The collision of flames and ice guns brings a strong impact every time!

"It's so strong!"

"If I get hit......"

Han Feng thought hard for a while, and the scene in his mind of being pierced by an ice gun and being roasted by the scorching flames instantly appeared in his mind......

Oh~

Too irritating.

Suddenly.

Han Feng figured it out, it's just a bucket of energy liquid, it's not a big deal, right?!

……