Chapter 30 Han Feng's Strength
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Xiao Fei Fei Fei Fei Ji
Chapter 30 Han Feng's Strength
"Haha! Brat! It's not Lao Zhao who is bullying others. Now that the girl has spoken, I can't let Lao Zhao make your move first!"
Zhao Wuji laughed happily twice, his eyes narrowed suddenly, and he punched Han Feng with tremendous force!
Ning Rongrong's eyes obviously flashed a worried look, Xiao Wu at the side couldn't bear it, and comforted him: "It's okay, Mr. Zhao's subordinates have their own priorities, and this kind of idiot should be beaten by Mr. Zhao to wake up! "
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong thought of all the things Han Feng had done along the way. He gritted his teeth, suppressed the worry in his eyes, and snorted softly: "That's right! Such an idiot! He deserves his death!"
Han Feng didn't hear this sentence, at this time he only had Zhao Wuji's punch in his eyes, although Zhao Wuji didn't use soul skills, but this punch was terrifying enough - Zao Wou-ki had already touched the fist in the previous fight. When Han Feng's limit was reached, the limit that Han Feng could resist at this time was probably around the level of the Soul Sect, not higher than the high level of the Soul Sect.
Of course, this is under the premise of not counting the abnormal effect of the Life Guard.
Zhao Wou-ki's power is just controlled at level 45 and [-], which will not exceed Han Feng's limit, and it will also make Han Feng tired of coping.
Zhao Wuji is determined to teach Han Feng a lesson!
"Tsk!"
Han Feng clicked his tongue lightly, the first soul ring lit up, and the Fate Control was activated successfully, and Zhao Wuji's punch was once again dismissed lightly by Han Feng.
A strange light flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes: "Is this soul skill again!? The soul skill is good, but can you keep using it!?"
Han Feng didn't say anything. Of course, it is impossible to use the Royal Guard forever, but this does not mean that he is really helpless.
"Don't be a kid on the left and a brat on the right. Is the word Han Feng a taboo for you? Or is it stuck in your throat and making you cough? If you don't know how to read, I can teach you, come and read with me, Riverbank - Han..."
"Hmph! Let me see if you still have the energy to talk!"
"boom!"
Facing Han Feng's yin and yang strangeness, Zhao Wou-ki snorted angrily, and punched out again—this punch even punched out wind pressure!
"male!"
Han Feng didn't dare to be careless, his pupils shrank, and a flame soared into the sky, and the hot fire wave even drained the water around him!
"Empty! Touch, touch!"
Zhao Wuji's punch intentionally strengthened a little bit, and wanted to teach Han Feng a lesson, let Han Feng understand what it means to respect the teacher and respect the way, and put the master first, but he didn't expect that his punch did not reach the destructive effect he imagined. The effect was like hitting a piece of gold and stone. Han Feng only took three steps back before stabilizing his figure!
At this time, Han Feng's image has changed drastically, and his whole body is burning like a flame. But if you look carefully, you can see that it is not Han Feng who is burning, but Han Feng's whole body is covered with a layer like his real body. Armor-like flame armor, and the blazing shield turned into a two-handed shield, one left and one right, protecting Han Feng's arms.
Create your own soul skills!Flame dragon armor!
All right. . .Han Feng has to admit that this soul skill has nothing to do with the Yanlong Armor. He can neither fit into the Emperor's Armor, nor can he summon the Yanlong Horse. name. . .
This time, Zhao Wou-ki couldn't help showing a look of surprise.
Han Feng surprised him too much, every time he could break through his expectations, as if there was no limit!
But even so, Han Feng still couldn't change his broken-mouthed nature, and smiled slightly panting: "I'm sorry, I just had some energy left to say a few more words! If your old man can come again, maybe I will It is not impossible to be able to utter a few more words, work hard, and hold back a half sentence!"
"Oh! That's right! Can you lower your voice, old man, it makes my brain hurt!"
This time, Zao Wou-ki was not angry, he couldn't hide his admiration on his rough face, he laughed and said: "Okay! Then let me see, you can say a few more words!"
"Bump, bump! Boom!"
As soon as Zhao Wou-ki finished speaking, he trampled out step by step like a violent bear. Every step made a collapse visible to the naked eye. With his last punch, Han Feng even heard a bang!
"boom!"
Zhao Wou-ki landed in a circle, Han Feng received the punch head-on without dodging or evading, but this time, Zhao Wou-ki increased his strength, Han Feng flew upside down and rolled several times on the ground before stopping down.
At this time, Han Feng looked very embarrassed, and felt that his internal organs seemed to be mixed together—Zhao Wou-ki, an old man, actually used the power of a soul king in that punch just now!
This time, Han Feng had no room to speak. At this time, every movement of his was hugely involved, and his whole body was in pain, so he could only stare at Zhao Wuji with his neck stuck.
Looking at Han Feng's distressed appearance, Zhao Wuji felt emotional in his heart, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel an unprecedented sense of joy: "Haha! Teach you to be good! Before you have absolute strength, don't try to imitate others. Now my strength is stronger than yours. Strong, I can beat you, this is in the academy, if you are in other places in the mainland, you were looking for death just now!"
Han Feng understands the truth, but Han Feng refuses to accept it!
Unable to speak, Han Feng was afraid that his eyes were not clear enough, so he endured the severe pain and grinned, his mouth was full of blood foam!
Zhao Wou-ki was taken aback when he saw this, he didn't seem to have thought that Han Feng would have such a reaction, after being stunned for a while, he also grinned: "Enough toughness! But toughness must have the strength of toughness!"
"boom!"
After all, Zhao Wou-ki punched out again, simple and rough-this punch was not as powerful as the previous two punches, Han Feng was already injured at this time, Zhao Wou-ki didn't dare to really hurt this little monster. . .
"Ding!"
The moment Zhao Wuji shot, Han Feng also moved, and the yellow soul ring lit up, but this time, it was not the first soul ring, but the second soul ring!
The next moment, Han Feng had already appeared in front of Zhao Wou-ki, with his back turned to Zhao Wou-ki, but he escaped Zhao Wou-ki's punch. Zhao Wou-ki's real body armor was possessed at this time, and his body was more than twice the size of Han Feng's. , Han Feng could even hide in Zhao Wuji's arms!
The second soul skill!Keep guard!
Who said you can only flash in front of your teammates?Han Feng is about to appear in front of his opponent!
Of course, there are disadvantages to doing this. If the opponent's reaction is fast enough, he can directly attack and kill Han Feng from behind!
But facing Zao Wou-ki, he didn't have this concern, Zhao Wou-ki was able to react, but he was a bit too big at this time. . .
"what!"
Han Feng didn't dare to hesitate, he turned around quickly, charged his energy and launched a shield attack, clasped his fingers tightly together, stepped on Zao Wou-ki's knees, and jumped in front of him, the power of the soul sect level was released, and on Zao Wou-ki's face Hit it hard!
"bump!"
The huge strength caused Zhao Wuji's face to turn away, but he didn't fall down. After all, it was only the power of the soul sect level, and Zhao Wuji was a strong attacking soul sage possessed by the martial soul!
But this scene still stunned Tang San and the others—is this what Han Feng said, 'a little' attack ability?
This punch used up all of Han Feng's soul power, and the Yanlong armor was automatically dispelled. After losing the support of strength, Han Feng was thrown flying by only the counter-shock force.
At this time, Zhao Wuji was still a little dazed. He didn't expect Han Feng to act so boldly. He teleported in front of him with his back turned, exposed his back to himself to avoid the punch, and gave himself a shield attack with a long-awaited charge. Punch!
This gave Zao Wou-ki a feeling—as if Han Feng had worked so hard for so long, not to procrastinate, but just for the last punch!
Zhao Wou-ki touched his face, there was a faint bloodstain on his face, which made Zhao Wou-ki a little aggrieved, if he let other teachers know that he was blooded by a student with two rings, wouldn't he be laughed to death?
On the other side, Han Feng, who had no power to fight anymore, saw the bloodstain on Zhao Wuji's face and the remaining quarter of the stick of incense, he smiled with satisfaction, regardless of the severe pain, he raised his head and roared: " Tang San! I've played off! I'll leave the rest to you, don't let my efforts go to waste!"
After shouting, Han Feng tilted his head and passed out.
The Yanlong Armor consumes a lot of soul power, coupled with the waste of soul skills such as charged shield attack, no matter how pure Han Feng's soul power is, it will be consumed.
Looking at Han Feng who had fainted, Zhao Wuji never imagined that he was cheated by Han Feng!
Why did Han Feng reject Zao Wou-ki's previous proposal?Isn't it just for Tang San to fight Zhao Wuji?
Han Feng understood that if Xiao Wu wasn't injured, Tang San wouldn't attack with all his strength, but with himself around, it would be very difficult for Xiao Wu to get injured, so he followed Zhao Wou-ki's wishes and practiced alone with Zhao Wou-ki. , it just so happened that the one targeted by Zao Wou-ki before was also a little angry!
Didn't Zao Wou-ki like to bully the small with the big?
Han Feng gave him a set of Haotian blacksmithing package!
(End of this chapter)
"Haha! Brat! It's not Lao Zhao who is bullying others. Now that the girl has spoken, I can't let Lao Zhao make your move first!"
Zhao Wuji laughed happily twice, his eyes narrowed suddenly, and he punched Han Feng with tremendous force!
Ning Rongrong's eyes obviously flashed a worried look, Xiao Wu at the side couldn't bear it, and comforted him: "It's okay, Mr. Zhao's subordinates have their own priorities, and this kind of idiot should be beaten by Mr. Zhao to wake up! "
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong thought of all the things Han Feng had done along the way. He gritted his teeth, suppressed the worry in his eyes, and snorted softly: "That's right! Such an idiot! He deserves his death!"
Han Feng didn't hear this sentence, at this time he only had Zhao Wuji's punch in his eyes, although Zhao Wuji didn't use soul skills, but this punch was terrifying enough - Zao Wou-ki had already touched the fist in the previous fight. When Han Feng's limit was reached, the limit that Han Feng could resist at this time was probably around the level of the Soul Sect, not higher than the high level of the Soul Sect.
Of course, this is under the premise of not counting the abnormal effect of the Life Guard.
Zhao Wou-ki's power is just controlled at level 45 and [-], which will not exceed Han Feng's limit, and it will also make Han Feng tired of coping.
Zhao Wuji is determined to teach Han Feng a lesson!
"Tsk!"
Han Feng clicked his tongue lightly, the first soul ring lit up, and the Fate Control was activated successfully, and Zhao Wuji's punch was once again dismissed lightly by Han Feng.
A strange light flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes: "Is this soul skill again!? The soul skill is good, but can you keep using it!?"
Han Feng didn't say anything. Of course, it is impossible to use the Royal Guard forever, but this does not mean that he is really helpless.
"Don't be a kid on the left and a brat on the right. Is the word Han Feng a taboo for you? Or is it stuck in your throat and making you cough? If you don't know how to read, I can teach you, come and read with me, Riverbank - Han..."
"Hmph! Let me see if you still have the energy to talk!"
"boom!"
Facing Han Feng's yin and yang strangeness, Zhao Wou-ki snorted angrily, and punched out again—this punch even punched out wind pressure!
"male!"
Han Feng didn't dare to be careless, his pupils shrank, and a flame soared into the sky, and the hot fire wave even drained the water around him!
"Empty! Touch, touch!"
Zhao Wuji's punch intentionally strengthened a little bit, and wanted to teach Han Feng a lesson, let Han Feng understand what it means to respect the teacher and respect the way, and put the master first, but he didn't expect that his punch did not reach the destructive effect he imagined. The effect was like hitting a piece of gold and stone. Han Feng only took three steps back before stabilizing his figure!
At this time, Han Feng's image has changed drastically, and his whole body is burning like a flame. But if you look carefully, you can see that it is not Han Feng who is burning, but Han Feng's whole body is covered with a layer like his real body. Armor-like flame armor, and the blazing shield turned into a two-handed shield, one left and one right, protecting Han Feng's arms.
Create your own soul skills!Flame dragon armor!
All right. . .Han Feng has to admit that this soul skill has nothing to do with the Yanlong Armor. He can neither fit into the Emperor's Armor, nor can he summon the Yanlong Horse. name. . .
This time, Zhao Wou-ki couldn't help showing a look of surprise.
Han Feng surprised him too much, every time he could break through his expectations, as if there was no limit!
But even so, Han Feng still couldn't change his broken-mouthed nature, and smiled slightly panting: "I'm sorry, I just had some energy left to say a few more words! If your old man can come again, maybe I will It is not impossible to be able to utter a few more words, work hard, and hold back a half sentence!"
"Oh! That's right! Can you lower your voice, old man, it makes my brain hurt!"
This time, Zao Wou-ki was not angry, he couldn't hide his admiration on his rough face, he laughed and said: "Okay! Then let me see, you can say a few more words!"
"Bump, bump! Boom!"
As soon as Zhao Wou-ki finished speaking, he trampled out step by step like a violent bear. Every step made a collapse visible to the naked eye. With his last punch, Han Feng even heard a bang!
"boom!"
Zhao Wou-ki landed in a circle, Han Feng received the punch head-on without dodging or evading, but this time, Zhao Wou-ki increased his strength, Han Feng flew upside down and rolled several times on the ground before stopping down.
At this time, Han Feng looked very embarrassed, and felt that his internal organs seemed to be mixed together—Zhao Wou-ki, an old man, actually used the power of a soul king in that punch just now!
This time, Han Feng had no room to speak. At this time, every movement of his was hugely involved, and his whole body was in pain, so he could only stare at Zhao Wuji with his neck stuck.
Looking at Han Feng's distressed appearance, Zhao Wuji felt emotional in his heart, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel an unprecedented sense of joy: "Haha! Teach you to be good! Before you have absolute strength, don't try to imitate others. Now my strength is stronger than yours. Strong, I can beat you, this is in the academy, if you are in other places in the mainland, you were looking for death just now!"
Han Feng understands the truth, but Han Feng refuses to accept it!
Unable to speak, Han Feng was afraid that his eyes were not clear enough, so he endured the severe pain and grinned, his mouth was full of blood foam!
Zhao Wou-ki was taken aback when he saw this, he didn't seem to have thought that Han Feng would have such a reaction, after being stunned for a while, he also grinned: "Enough toughness! But toughness must have the strength of toughness!"
"boom!"
After all, Zhao Wou-ki punched out again, simple and rough-this punch was not as powerful as the previous two punches, Han Feng was already injured at this time, Zhao Wou-ki didn't dare to really hurt this little monster. . .
"Ding!"
The moment Zhao Wuji shot, Han Feng also moved, and the yellow soul ring lit up, but this time, it was not the first soul ring, but the second soul ring!
The next moment, Han Feng had already appeared in front of Zhao Wou-ki, with his back turned to Zhao Wou-ki, but he escaped Zhao Wou-ki's punch. Zhao Wou-ki's real body armor was possessed at this time, and his body was more than twice the size of Han Feng's. , Han Feng could even hide in Zhao Wuji's arms!
The second soul skill!Keep guard!
Who said you can only flash in front of your teammates?Han Feng is about to appear in front of his opponent!
Of course, there are disadvantages to doing this. If the opponent's reaction is fast enough, he can directly attack and kill Han Feng from behind!
But facing Zao Wou-ki, he didn't have this concern, Zhao Wou-ki was able to react, but he was a bit too big at this time. . .
"what!"
Han Feng didn't dare to hesitate, he turned around quickly, charged his energy and launched a shield attack, clasped his fingers tightly together, stepped on Zao Wou-ki's knees, and jumped in front of him, the power of the soul sect level was released, and on Zao Wou-ki's face Hit it hard!
"bump!"
The huge strength caused Zhao Wuji's face to turn away, but he didn't fall down. After all, it was only the power of the soul sect level, and Zhao Wuji was a strong attacking soul sage possessed by the martial soul!
But this scene still stunned Tang San and the others—is this what Han Feng said, 'a little' attack ability?
This punch used up all of Han Feng's soul power, and the Yanlong armor was automatically dispelled. After losing the support of strength, Han Feng was thrown flying by only the counter-shock force.
At this time, Zhao Wuji was still a little dazed. He didn't expect Han Feng to act so boldly. He teleported in front of him with his back turned, exposed his back to himself to avoid the punch, and gave himself a shield attack with a long-awaited charge. Punch!
This gave Zao Wou-ki a feeling—as if Han Feng had worked so hard for so long, not to procrastinate, but just for the last punch!
Zhao Wou-ki touched his face, there was a faint bloodstain on his face, which made Zhao Wou-ki a little aggrieved, if he let other teachers know that he was blooded by a student with two rings, wouldn't he be laughed to death?
On the other side, Han Feng, who had no power to fight anymore, saw the bloodstain on Zhao Wuji's face and the remaining quarter of the stick of incense, he smiled with satisfaction, regardless of the severe pain, he raised his head and roared: " Tang San! I've played off! I'll leave the rest to you, don't let my efforts go to waste!"
After shouting, Han Feng tilted his head and passed out.
The Yanlong Armor consumes a lot of soul power, coupled with the waste of soul skills such as charged shield attack, no matter how pure Han Feng's soul power is, it will be consumed.
Looking at Han Feng who had fainted, Zhao Wuji never imagined that he was cheated by Han Feng!
Why did Han Feng reject Zao Wou-ki's previous proposal?Isn't it just for Tang San to fight Zhao Wuji?
Han Feng understood that if Xiao Wu wasn't injured, Tang San wouldn't attack with all his strength, but with himself around, it would be very difficult for Xiao Wu to get injured, so he followed Zhao Wou-ki's wishes and practiced alone with Zhao Wou-ki. , it just so happened that the one targeted by Zao Wou-ki before was also a little angry!
Didn't Zao Wou-ki like to bully the small with the big?
Han Feng gave him a set of Haotian blacksmithing package!
(End of this chapter)
