Under One Person: The Frog Cubs Gave Me Insulation Claws at the Start

Hong Bin simply stood there without offering any response.

It wasn't that he didn't want to speak, but that he simply didn't dare to.

He was forcibly controlling himself, afraid that if he relaxed even slightly, tears would flow out.

That fucking hurts!!

How did this kid train his fists?

It's as solid as a sheet of iron!

At this moment, Feng Tianci looked at Hong Bin, who was in pain, and felt amused.

You're just a mortal, trying to fight me head-on with my Armament Haki.

Isn't this just pure masochism?!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 14: First Battle Advances, Feng Baobao Only Has a 50% Chance of Winning?!

The two exchanged blows three times, each landing a powerful punch.

This move instantly intensified the competition, eliciting excitement from the audience.

But just as they were about to cheer, they made a strange discovery.

After exchanging three punches, the two men stood still, motionless.

"Hey! What's going on? Why isn't anything moving?"

"I don't know. Has the outcome already been decided?"

"I don't think so. It was just three punches. I didn't see anyone get hurt."

Hong Bin: I fucking swear!

The little Vulcan, who was originally able to hold back his tears, broke down instantly after hearing these words.

What do you mean by "only three punches"?

If you've got the guts, then give it a try!

That wasn't a fist, it was practically a steel plate!

Overwhelmed with resentment, Hong Bin could no longer control his emotions.

A tear involuntarily rolled down the corner of her eye and streaked across her face.

Seeing this, Feng Tianci's lips twitched, and he asked somewhat helplessly:

"Hey, are you serious? Why are you crying?"

But his question immediately caught the audience's attention.

Suddenly, someone shouted out.

"Holy crap! Look, Vulcan is crying because he's been beaten up!!"

As soon as he said this, the eyes of hundreds of people present instantly focused on Hong Bin's face.

When everyone saw that single tear, the scene fell silent.

But it only lasted a few seconds before bursting into loud laughter.

"No way? The genius of the Fire Virtue Sect was actually made to cry by three punches!"

"Hahaha, congratulations little Vulcan, you've just had your moment of greatest embarrassment!"

"This guy is really interesting. He looks like a tough guy, but I didn't expect him to be so fragile!"

"I can't take it anymore, I'm about to die laughing!"

Inside the venue.

Hearing the mocking voices from the audience, Hong Bin finally broke down and could no longer control himself.

Two lines of tears streamed down her face, and her whole body trembled slightly.

"You guys... you bastards..."

Seeing Hong Bin becoming increasingly agitated, Feng Tianci looked somewhat flustered and hurriedly tried to calm him down:

"Hey, little Vulcan, don't listen to their nonsense, you need to control your emotions!"

But instead of offering advice, he started shouting before he could finish speaking:

"Shut up!"

"It's all your fault for making me look bad!"

He paused, then looked at the audience and said, "And you all, just you wait!"

Seeing his outburst, the laughter in the room suddenly stopped, and silence fell.

Just when everyone thought he was about to unleash a powerful move, they discovered that he suddenly had a dark expression, lowered his head, and quickly ran out of the arena.

audience:……

Is this... admitting defeat?

"The victor is Feng Tianci, the Vermilion Bird of the Second Rank!"

A loud shout from the referee's stand brought the match to a complete close.

The audience members looked at each other in bewilderment, feeling that this was simply too dramatic.

However, in a corner, Zhang Chulan and the other three had solemn expressions.

"Sister Bao'er, can you figure out what kind of person this is?"

"I can't tell," Feng Baobao replied earnestly.

"In the final three punches, Feng Tianci probably didn't use any special techniques; he completely overwhelmed the opponent with sheer force."

"But the guy who plays with fire has flames wrapped around his fists, clearly using Qi to fight against it."

"Even so, his fist was still broken, and in the end he was unable to fight back."

"As for how he split the flames with that palm strike, I didn't understand."

Her words were based entirely on inferences drawn from her own understanding.

She had no understanding of things like the Insulating Claw and the Three-Colored Haki, so she couldn't tell them apart.

After hearing Feng Baobao's analysis, Zhang Chulan frowned as he watched Feng Tianci leave, pondering to himself.

Even Bao'er didn't notice?

Things seem to be getting increasingly complicated!

If I were to run into this guy, would I really have a chance of winning?

Judging from the methods he displayed, his Golden Light Spell is probably useless.

Although I don't know the principle behind the palm strike that split the flames, if I'm not mistaken, it was probably specifically designed to counter martial arts techniques.

Even if he were to unleash his full Golden Light Spell, it would still be no match for the Little Fire God's Golden Crow Explosion Flame.

As for the remaining lightning magic, its biggest advantages are speed and attack power.

But Feng Tianci's speed was also outrageous, almost reaching the level of teleportation.

Therefore, I have no advantage whatsoever in terms of speed.

My only remaining offensive power is no match for his almost monstrous strength; I'm no better off than him.

So... if I were to encounter him, I probably wouldn't have a single chance of winning!

While he was thinking, Xu San, seeing his worried expression, offered some words of comfort:

"Chu Lan, the competition has only just begun, don't put so much pressure on yourself."

"Maybe this guy will run into Zhang Lingyu or Zhuge Qing and get eliminated?"

Zhang Chulan, whose thoughts had been disrupted, took a deep breath and sighed:

"That would be the best outcome, but I also have to prepare for the worst."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Si walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and said:

"Alright, there's no use thinking about it so much. Let's just take it one step at a time."

"But this little fire god is really something, he just gave up like that."

"He didn't even say he'd fight a little longer so we could see what other tricks he had up his sleeve."

“We can’t fight them.” Feng Baobao chimed in, “Not only is our fire element countered, but we’ve also lost out in terms of power.”

"It can be said that all means were suppressed, and there was absolutely no chance of winning."

"Even if it were me, I would choose to admit defeat. It would be shameful to continue the competition."

Seeing her serious and well-reasoned analysis.

Zhang Chulan's face darkened instantly, and he said in a somewhat dejected tone:

"Sister Bao'er, can you please stop talking? I feel like dying right now!"

Xu San gave an awkward smile and looked at Feng Baobao, saying:

"Baby, please don't discourage Chu Lan."

"But I'm curious, what are your chances of winning if you run into this guy?"

"I don't know." Feng Baobao blinked, thought carefully, and then said:

"If it's just a contest of physical skills, that accounts for about 50%."

"Fifty percent?" Zhang Chulan exclaimed in surprise, "Sister Bao'er, are you kidding me?"

"Even you only have a 50% chance of winning?"

Feng Baobao nodded and said, "This is based on my calculations using the methods he currently has."

"If he has any hidden abilities, I'm afraid he can't even reach 50%!"