Chapter 88: Do You Have the Ability?
This Zeng Chengren is the third young master of the Zeng family, he is seventeen years old this year, and he is a fire heavenly spirit root, because of his good qualifications, he is extremely favored in the Feng family, and he has almost reached the point of giving something, so he has developed his high-flying and domineering temperament.
"Zeng Chengren, don't go too far!" Feng Tianji said and took two steps forward, and looked at Zeng Chengren again.
"Feng Tianji, since you don't eat and drink in the toast, then don't blame me for being unkind." Zeng Chengren said and swung his fist towards Feng Tianji again, his fist was wrapped in a layer of faint spiritual power, and he was about to hit Feng Tianji's face. At this moment, Feng Tianji also moved, quickly mobilized his physical and spiritual power, and raised his hand to meet him.
With a bang, the fist and the palm collided together, and Feng Tianji suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from the palm, and couldn't help but take two steps back,
"Brother!" Feng Lanyue exclaimed in surprise, and hurriedly stepped forward with Feng Xiaoyou to help him and helped him to the back. Feng Tianji and Zeng Chengren's cultivation are a whole level apart, so naturally they are not his opponents, and injuries are inevitable.
Feng Xiaoyou took out a bottle of medicine for treating trauma from the storage bag and handed it to Feng Lanyue, then turned around and paced in front of Zeng Chengren, looked at him and asked:
"You want to be friends with me?"
"Yes, little beauty and I should be friends! Brother will take care of you. Zeng Chengren said with a smile on his face.
"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do it, I'll talk about it after you beat it!" Feng Xiaoyou's face was cold.
"Hehe, the little beauty turned out to be a little pepper, but my brother likes spicy food, so it's delicious enough." Zeng Chengren let out a disgusting lewd laugh, and said with a smile, reaching out to caress Feng Xiaoyou's cheek.
"Miss Ten!" Feng Tianyi was a little nervous, and ran forward quickly, but she didn't want Feng Xiaoyou to be faster, but in the blink of an eye, a fireball appeared in her hand, and she threw it towards Zeng Chengren's face without hesitation.
The sound of the explosion was accompanied by a cry of pain.
"You, you dare to hurt me! You wait, I'm not done with you! Zeng Chengren reacted, threw the folding fan on the ground, covered the injured part with one hand and pointed at Feng Xiaoyou with the other and said intimidatingly.
"Zeng Shao, did you hurt anything?" Yang Xianqiu hurriedly stepped forward and cared flatteringly.
"What's the matter, don't give it to me quickly, the master must take this pepper today." Zeng Chengren said impatiently.
"Zeng Chengren, you dare, Xiao You is the descendant of our Feng family, if you dare to move a finger of her, the Feng family is not finished with your Zeng family." Feng Tianji endured the pain and scolded.
"Zeng Shao, what do you think of this?" Hearing this, Yang Xianqiu, who was about to rush forward, stopped and looked at Zeng Chengren for advice.
"First ball, so you're scared?" The purple-shirted young man who came out of the box with Zeng Chengren looked at Yang Xianqiu and said with a smile.
"Who's afraid! I just look at the little girl's delicate dripping, and I can't bear to hurt her! Yang Xianqiu retorted unconvinced.
"Yo, when will the little ball learn to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?" Another white-shirted young man looked at Yang Xianqiu with a smile, his words were slightly sarcastic, it was Shen Sanshan of the Shen family, the Shen family had developed rapidly in the past two years, and there was a faint tendency to catch up with the three major families.
"Shen Sanshan, you are tired of being crooked, dare to call me a little ball! Look at me if I don't fight, you're looking for teeth all over the ground! Yang Xianqiu roared angrily, raised his hand and clenched his fist towards Shen Sanshan. Although the Shen family is stronger than their Yang family, Shen Sanshan is not a descendant after all, and his status in the family is not as good as his own, so he dares to laugh at him.