Feng Zhenghao opened his mouth to ask, and before Han Jue could say anything, Hong Bin jumped up from the chair with his fists clenched.

"President, please let me have a few fights with Brother Zhuge Zhuge , I don't mean anything else, I just want to see if I can beat him and open his eyes."

The little fire god's mind is very simple.

It's just that this little white face is not pleasing to the eye.

Long thin skin and tender meat, slow and coherent speech.

The girls chirp, and their eyes are always squinted into a slit.

He couldn't help but think of the decay of his childhood.

The fox who always peed on his face at night while he was asleep.

Stinky fox, it's so annoying!

Zhuge Qing looked indifferent.

Huo Dezong was originally on the itinerary of his visit.

Playing with fire, he is also an expert.

I asked myself that I was no worse than the people of Huo Dezong.

Feng Zhenghao did not immediately agree to Hong Bin's request, but looked at Han Jue.

Han Jue hesitated for a moment.

He didn't mind having a fight with Zhuge Qing in private.

Take the opportunity to test your strength.

There are currently two exchange competitions.

Feng Shayan's suspense is not big, she will definitely lose.

After all, she is facing a peerless genius who ranks among the top five in strength among the younger generation of aliens.

Then, the outcome of the second game will become crucial.

As the president of the World Association, Feng Zhenghao must not want to see his own people lose two games in a row.

That means you have to win.

Even if you can't win, at least you have to tie it.

Otherwise, Feng Zhenghao will lose face.

Zhuge Qing is a Qimen warlock.

He is good at attacking opponents by controlling the power of the five elements through the innate qi.

The five elements are the forces of nature.

Unless you explode with all your might, the consequences are unpredictable.

Come on!

Fight with all your might!

Is it my horizontal practice hard, or your Zhuge Qing's magic is strong.

Han Jue was about to nod in agreement.

In my mind, a line of information popped up in the Henglian Heavens All Attributes panel.

[Triggered Mission: Rise to Fame]

[Fame: Join an organization, which can be a gang, sect, or family, and accept the challenge of the strong in the name of the organization to make a name for yourself. Bonus Martial Arts - Frost Fist

[Heavenly Frost Fist: From the world of wind and clouds. One of the three stunts, a total of ten styles. As the name suggests, all moves come with a frost effect, so that the cold and pure true qi attacks the enemy, so that the opponent has no ability to parry, once it is cast, the cold air is permeated all over the body, and it is frost within five zhang]

Han Jue: "......"

it!

What the fuck is a surprise?

That's the fucking surprise!

The power of the Heavenly Frost Fist can be dozens of times stronger than the Seven Wounds Fist.

Especially the cold effect that comes with the punches.

Absolutely freezes enemies and delays their movement speed.

In contrast, the Seven Injuries Fist was more helpful to him in terms of cultivation.

If you have to choose one of the two fist techniques, Han Jue naturally chooses the Tianshuang Fist that can defeat the enemy.

"President, let me teach Brother Zhuge the tricks in the second game."

Han Jue's tone was very resolute, and the angry little fire god grinned.

He really wanted to defeat Zhuge Qing in front of everyone.

I didn't expect to be robbed of the opportunity by this hateful guy again.

You can't beat him.

I can only draw a circle in my heart and curse him like this.

Feng Zhenghao nodded with satisfaction.

Han Jue and Hong Bin are both newcomers, and he actually appreciates the former more in his heart.

Hong Bin's cynical personality is a major drawback.

Finalizing the candidates, Zhuge Qing showed a smile on his face, and his eyes narrowed into a line.

It just so happens that the two opponents he is most interested in.

"I hope you don't lose too quickly. At least don't be like the guys before me, they all fell before I could exert my strength, no challenge. ”

Zhuge Qing muttered silently.

The competition is scheduled in the afternoon.

After lunch, the group came to the largest training ground of the Tianxia Association to gather.

Feng Zhenghao simply gave Lao Hu and other cadres a half-day vacation and asked them to go to the site to observe and study.

The Wuhou faction has been in seclusion for many years, and the strangers in the sect rarely move outside.

This is an exceptional opportunity.

In the center of the huge training ground, Zhuge Qing took off his suit and threw it on the spectator seat, taking the lead in leaving the game.

He still squinted his eyes, like a spring breeze.

There was not the slightest superfluous emotion of nervous excitement to be found in him.

Feng Shayan, who was wearing a red and black tight-fitting practice uniform, suddenly felt the pressure on her face.

"Go Shayan, go and see the stunts of the Wuhou faction, don't force yourself, come back if you can't beat it, don't be ashamed."

Feng Zhenghao doesn't seem to care about the outcome of the game.

As a daughter, Feng Shayan knows her father.

Zhuge Qing is the son and personal disciple of Uncle Zhuge .

My father tried every possible way to fight each other, but he couldn't.

I must have regretted it to this day.

You can't lose this one!

Feng Shayan got up and subconsciously looked at Han Jue.

Han Jue smiled and opened his mouth, and said a word to her silently.

During this time, the two have had countless verbal disputes.

Feng Shayan instantly understood what he meant.

"Hurry up and admit defeat and let me him......"

"Bastard~ you wait for me."

She was aroused to be competitive.

The original tense and suppressed emotions are gone.

Feng Shayan directly activated her ability and rushed to the rear of Zhuge Qing with an arrow step.

The shot is a combination of space shuttle and 100 steps of divine fist.

A black fist shadow silently flew up diagonally from the ground and smashed into Zhuge Qing's back.

"Huh? Boxing? Isn't it a detainment general? ”

Zhuge Qing frowned unexpectedly.

He came from afar to compete with the Eight Wonders.

And not any fist and foot kung fu.

"Genzi Kunlun ......"

A powerful air flow floated around his body, tightly enveloping Zhuge Qing.

Hardened his body in an instant.

It is as heavy as a mountain and unshakable.

"Bang~"

Feng Shayan's fist was like hitting a hard and solid steel plate, and it didn't move.

"Is this the technique of the Wuhou Sect?"

The tentative punch was fruitless, Feng Shayan withdrew and retreated, raising her hand and swinging out two more punches.

"Wait......"

Zhuge Qing maintained the state of magic, and said in a puzzled voice, "Why don't you use the family heirloom spirit commander?" ”

This sentence seemed to stimulate Feng Shayan.

Ignoring Zhuge Qing's question, she rushed forward and threw more than a dozen punches in one go.

Feng Zhenghao on the spectator seat sighed secretly.

Feng Yaya grabbed Han Jue's arm with a pair of small hands uneasily, "Big brother, do you think my sister will lose?" ”

Han Jue was silent, staring at Zhuge Qing expressionlessly.

Zhuge Qing had no choice but to continue to fight.

After two rounds of fighting, he gradually understood.

"So you're good at spatial abilities and punches...... Unfortunately, I'm not interested in any of that. ”

"Black Glass ......"

The spell is changing.

Zhuge Qing's hands turned into a pitch-black color like ink, like crystal clear black glass.

He actually used both hands to catch Feng Shayan's hundred-step divine fist.

Feng Shayan was stunned for a moment, her eyes full of disbelief.

The boxing technique she is proud of was caught by someone?

And the other side has never fought back, and has always adopted an understated defensive posture.

What do you mean?

Do you know that I won't deter you and make you lose the will to make a move?

Only defend and not attack, do you want me to take the initiative to admit defeat?

"Zhuge Qing, don't look down on people. Take my punch again! ”

Feng Shayan's whole body released the surging innate Qi, and he took out all his strength without reservation.

She doesn't want to lose!

She can't lose!

"Alas, little sister of the Feng family, you are not my opponent. Since my debut, Zhuge Qing, I have not tasted defeat, and I am no exception to you. But don't worry, I won't hurt you. ”

Seeing that the other party was going all out, Zhuge Qing no longer showed mercy to his subordinates.

A dazzling series of strange spells unfolded one after another.

To deal with a non-Eight Wonder Skill Descendant, he didn't need to mobilize the power of the four plates.

"Kunzi Tuhe Car ......"

"Kanzi: Water Bomb ......"

"Tatsuki Wind Rope ......"

"Leaving the Word, Red Practice......"

The earth river cart turned the mud under the training ground into a sticky river, trapping Feng Shayan's footsteps.

The water bomb technique collects the moisture in the air and condenses it into fist-sized ballballs that catapult away.

The wind rope transforms Zhuge Qing's abundant innate qi into a rope.

Trying to wrap around Feng Shayan's fists and kicks.

Finally, tongues of blazing fire surrounded Feng Shayan.

The flames rose, and the waves of fire rolled in, engulfing her at any moment.

A cold sweat broke out on Feng Shayan's forehead.

Zhuge Qing's strength is far beyond her imagination.

Among his peers, there is such a master?

She lost too quickly, too simply.

"Sayan!"

Feng Zhenghao's face changed slightly, and he suddenly got up.

He doesn't care if he wins or loses.

The safety of his children is his only concern.

Zhuge Qing silently dispersed the Qimen technique, maintained a calm demeanor, squinted his eyes and smiled indifferently.

"Agreed, little sister of the Feng family. You're not weak, you're just ......"

"I'm stronger!"

The onlookers were silent, their faces full of incredulity.

Their revered eldest lady, under the rapid attack of the Wuhou faction's descendants, failed to hold on for even ten minutes and was defeated.

"Sister...... You're not going to be hit by that, are you? ”

Feng Xingtong muttered to himself.

In the spectator seats.

Han was desperate, and Zhuge Qing, who was calm and relaxed, was thoughtful.