Chapter 31—The Verbal Contest (I)
"Boy, I really underestimate you!" the old man was not angry, and said in a deep voice, looking at this young and surprisingly young man, the old man's heart was full of doubts.
At such an age, in such a pitiful environment, how can you grow up so powerfully, even in front of a strong man in the Ding Emperor period, he speaks without thinking? This kind of mind, I'm afraid that only those legendary geniuses have it, right?
"Isn't it?" Feng Feiyu said with a smile: "Only a dog like you will always habitually look down on people! You old dog will soon become a dead dog!"
"Haha!" In the crowd, laughter broke out one after another, and from time to time, someone gave Feng Feiyu a thumbs up. They finally found out that this child was not only terrifying, ruthless, and thoughtful, but also so vicious in his speech.
If some people are not very stable, I am afraid that if they are stimulated by this, they will have a seizure on the spot and burst out to kill people!
"Toast and don't eat and drink!" the old man said angrily, and the momentum on his body immediately skyrocketed. The more than 20 Dingjun powerhouses in the field were immediately overwhelmed by this coercion.
At the same time, a pressure made them immediately weaken their knees and kneel directly on the ground. Tears, saliva, and snot all flowed down unconsciously, and they couldn't stop it.
It wasn't until the snot in some people's noses turned into blood that these people were shocked, this unforgiving guy was not yet a year old, but his opponent was already an old monster who didn't know how many years he had lived.
"Boy, why don't you kneel?" The old man looked at this intact and seemingly nothingless young man, and his heart sank, feeling that something seemed to have happened this time.
"You're not dead yet, why should I kneel?" Feng Feiyu asked rhetorically: "Besides, if you die, you're dead, it's my business?"
"You ......" The old man only felt that he couldn't talk to this guy, and if he said more, he might be choked to death. So, wittily closed his mouth.
"What's wrong?" Feng Feiyu asked loudly, "You've only said a few words, and you're so angry? It's too much to be angry? It seems that my qigong practice is good!"
"You're ......! I'll ......!" the old man was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to speak.
"Boy, you're strong, you're really strong!" the old man sighed, suddenly feeling that none of this was real.
"So, are you ready to be a shrunken turtle bastard?" Feng Feiyu sneered.
"It's a shame that you're still a strong man in the Ding Emperor Period, Emma, I'm so scared, master, why didn't your mother use any force to kill you between your legs when she gave birth to you!"
"Poof!" the old man finally spurted out a mouthful of old blood after hearing those words.
"Haha! It turns out that you are a woman!" Feng Feiyu frowned and said: "It's just that your bleeding position is really very peculiar! Master, I have a long experience today! Thank you, you dead ladyboy dressed as a man! Phew! Old and ugly old thing, old and not serious!"
"Poof!—poof!" the old man protruded two mouthfuls of blood again before he could stop his trembling body. In those cloudy eyes, I wanted to tear this little bastard alive.
"Enough! Enough!" Feng Feiyu waved his hand and said, "I already know that you are a woman, so you don't want to perform your blood-squirting magic skills again!
"Little bastard, if I don't kill you today, I'll have your surname!" the old man said angrily, his momentum was one point higher, and the coercion all over his body swept the audience, except for Feng Huayuan, who was obscured, and Feng Feiyu, who was standing in place, everyone else was affected by this coercion.
Some people have even spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, listening to Feng Feiyu say that, they only feel that their old faces are flushed, but they have to hold back, and in the continuous strengthening of the coercion, they are struggling to support their figures!
"Old man, why is it so big-tempered, don't you know that the fire hurts your body?" Feng Feiyu said with a smile: "Why don't you and I sit under the sun together, drink tea and enjoy the sun?"
"I'll reward your mother!" the old man scolded, and the restrained spirit of Fang Cai was consumed by his violent figure and the foul mouth that kept coming out. Not only that, but the bruised muscles on the old man's face also revealed the anger in his heart.
"It's better than my mother, it's better than your mother!" Feng Feiyu scolded angrily: "Old guy, I can invite you to drink tea to give you face, do you know how many people here want to invite me to tea, and I won't go yet!"
"Since you don't know what to do, then I have no choice but to kill you!" the old man went completely mad, as if he had forgotten what his mission was this time for.
With his movements, all the powerhouses in the Dingjun stage vomited blood one after another, and after looking at each other, they all shook their heads helplessly.
The figure of the old man, after disappearing strangely in place, instantly appeared beside Feng Feiyu, grabbed his shoulder, and was about to abolish it with one blow, but unfortunately he miscalculated the direction.
At the same time as he appeared where Feng Feiyu was standing, Feng Feiyu's figure also quickly dodged.
The speed of the surrounding body instantly rose to the point where a group of Dingjun stage powerhouses were dumbfounded.
"Boom!" the old man blasted down.
Layers of waves were shaken, and the ground was rippled under its powerful force, along with the fist wind, like the surface of the water.
As the closest dozens of people in this battle, these Dingjun period powerhouses felt the strongest.
Under that coercion, it was very laborious for them to even move their bodies, and they had no choice but to move with the ups and downs.
For a while, in the court of the Feng family, with the bombardment of the punch, the strong people in the Dingjun period in the audience were like fried beans, up and down, so lively.
But the strange thing is that the smallest figure in the field is as if it is not affected, quickly dodging left and right in the field.
Wandering under the attack of punch after punch, but always easy to dodge.
"Boom!" Finally, the building of the Feng family was the first to collapse after not being able to withstand the world-destroying vibration. With the collapse of the Feng family building, a smoke screen followed, and all the people were shrouded in this smoke screen.
If you stand in the air directly above the Feng family at this time and look down on this building, you will find that the entire ground is like a sea tide, and when it falls together, all the buildings have become ruins, and the place where it collapsed is full of dense dust.
"This old guy really has some strength!" Feng Feiyu said, constantly wandering beside those strong men, taking advantage of the shroud of smoke, one formation after another with unknown effects was laid around him.