Fox Demon Crossing

"You are not qualified yet. This city's stage should be left to the president of the Tianxia Association, to the leaders of the ten major families, and to all the city's strong men!"

"What I want to challenge is the skyline of this city!"

The following plot is exactly the same as the original plot in Jin Renfeng's memory.

The three were impressed by Zhang Chulan's acting skills and believed that only the strongest one among them was worthy of competing against Zhang Chulan, the inheritor of the gas source.

Then, the classic scene took place.

One of them used all his strength to defeat the other two, pinning them to the ground, and said breathlessly: "Zhang Chulan, huh~ I did it, this challenge right is mine."

"Come on, this is my sincerity, let me see the source of your energy!"

Zhang Chulan frowned slightly and said seriously: "Sit down and adjust your energy to the best state. I won't do anything if you are like this now."

"Zhang Chulan..." The other party was deeply moved. He sat on the ground defenselessly and began to regulate his breathing.

Observing his state of play, Zhang Chulan slowly took off his black windbreaker, pointed at the opponent, and asked the referee: "Excuse me, is it a violation to hit him now..."

"It doesn't count..."

The referee was silent for a moment, then suppressed his inner malice and said, "But I have to tell you, Zhang Chulan, I really want to beat you up now!"

The other party was sitting on the ground, looking at Zhang Chulan who was walking towards him with a smile, and suddenly came to his senses and exclaimed: "Fuck, what did you just say... Wait, where is your dignity as a strong man?!"

"The dignity of the strong? How much is that thing worth?"

"Wow!"

"Zhang Chulan...you bastard..."

After saying this, he completely fainted. Before he fainted, he saw Zhang Chulan's extremely hateful face clearly.

"Invincibility Begins with Sacrificing the Ancestor"

"Group B, White Tiger Team, winner - Zhang Chulan!"

Li Qingkuang's jaw almost dropped, and he said in surprise: "Fuck, can we play like this?"

He looked at Zhang Chulan with eyes full of admiration. He always thought he was shameless enough, but he didn't expect to meet someone even more shameless than him today.

The subsequent matches were very exciting, with each group having very strong players.

"By the way, my competition venue doesn't seem to be here. I'll go there first." Li Qingkuang remembered that his competition was in another venue, so he ran out and rushed to another competition area. He didn't want to miss the competition.

Jin Renfeng shook his head upon seeing this.

Suddenly, he saw a fat man with ordinary appearance walking by and winking at him.

"..."

Have you encountered a pervert?

Jin Renfeng quickly moved a few steps to the side and turned to the other side, fearing that he would not be able to help but punch the other person.

The other party was stunned. He didn't expect Jin Renfeng to have such a reaction.

After a moment's pause, she turned around and blew a kiss to the man sitting in the back row.

The man's eyes suddenly widened, and a perverted smile appeared on his face.

"Fuck, you actually have such a disgusting hobby. I can't stand it anymore. Let's break up!"

"Huh? Honey, let me explain!"

The other party didn't care about this little episode, thinking to himself: "It seems that this is not my problem."

I do not know how long it has been.

"Please enter the venue, Team G, Golden Monkey!"

Finally it was his turn.

Jin Renfeng entered from a side passage and looked at the three people coming out from other passages.

There were three men, one wearing a Jeet Kune Do uniform with nunchakus hanging around his waist, one with his upper body naked and dressed like a monk, and the other wearing a black vest, looking very rustic.

"Deng Youcai... I'm so unlucky to meet you." The monk obviously knew him, and there was a hint of disappointment in his words.

Deng Youcai said with a smile: "Brother, we are all here to join in the fun. Winning or losing is not important."

"That's right, I'm here to challenge the city masters and take my own gap seriously."

They do have a good attitude.

"how to spell?"

The monk and the other man looked at each other. Neither of them came from any big power.

"The Taoist priest from Mount Mao will give it to me?"

"Okay, I have no objection."

It was obvious that they had made ample preparations in advance.

Although Jin Renfeng didn't speak, they all knew his identity.

He is from Maoshan and is a junior master.

"Lingchen Temple, Zhang Dahao." The monk stepped forward and clasped his fists: "Please give me some advice, Taoist priest!"

Jin Renfeng nodded and made a gesture of invitation. Zhang Dahao immediately showed a wary look and glanced at his hands from time to time. He remembered correctly that the Maoshan Taoist priests were best at various talismans, so they had to be on guard.

As long as he is careful with his opponent's talismans, his opponent's boxing skills should not be as good as his.

However, his plan was doomed to fail.

Jin Renfeng didn't prepare any talismans at all, he just raised one hand to signal Zhang Dahao to attack first.

After circling around Jin Renfeng, Zhang Dahao finally decided to attack head-on.

He rushed over, jumped up, and gathered his strength to punch Jin Renfeng on the head.

However, his fist was easily caught by Jin Renfeng, who pulled it back and slammed his other palm into Zhang Dahao's abdomen, knocking him several meters away.

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhang Dahao got up from the ground, holding his stomach and baring his teeth, "Taoist, you have no moral principles."

He was also on guard against the Golden Phoenix's talisman, but who knew that the other party would not play by the rules.

The ensuing battle did not last long.

After letting the opponent use several moves, Jin Renfeng finally exerted his strength and punched him at the Tanzhong point in the chest, dissolving the opponent's accumulated energy, and then delivered an uppercut, ending the fight easily.

Zhang Dahao's eyes were a little blurry.

Damn, the gap is so big… Then his eyes rolled back and he lost consciousness.

At this time, Deng Youcai and another man also ended their fight. The man was defeated miserably and the nunchaku in his hand was broken.

"Brother, come on!"

A shout was heard from outside the stadium.

Deng Youcai laughed and said, "Sister, just wait and see. I will definitely bring honor to my parents today."

"Please, Mr. Gray!"

Deng Youcai crossed his hands, pointed his sword upwards, and made strange noises from his mouth.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa-"

"It's on you!"

In an instant, Deng Youcai was overwhelmed by a powerful

Deng Youcai's expression suddenly changed. He stared at Jin Renfeng with sharp eyes and said coldly, "Arrogant boy, your arrogance will pay!"

After saying that, his figure instantly disappeared from the spot, and appeared behind Jin Renfeng at an extraordinary speed, gathering strength in his hands and going straight for the opponent's neck.

Jin Renfeng clenched his fists tightly, with lightning wrapped around them, and then he turned around and struck out with great force.

In an instant, Deng Youcai let out a strange cry and his body quickly retreated.

Jin Renfeng had no intention of letting him go. He instantly transformed into a master of thunder and lightning. His entire body was enveloped by thunder. His speed increased dramatically, and he threw out another punch.

Boom boom boom——

One punch, two punches, three punches...the walls of the ring couldn't bear it and cracked over a large area.

"Mr. Gray, don't hide."

Deng Youcai felt his scalp tingling and he instinctively lowered his head, narrowly avoiding Jin Renfeng's punch.

If he didn't have a special sense of danger and was good at stealth and high-speed movement, if it were someone else, this punch would have killed him or seriously injured him.

"Damn it, what kind of monster did this Youcai kid offend?"

"I admit defeat, I surrender!"

Deng Youcai raised his hands. At this moment, the golden phoenix's fist surrounded by lightning was only a millimeter away from his face. If it was a second later, his face would have been disfigured.

"Geng, Golden Monkey Group, winner - Yang Pingan!"

"Mr. Hui, your surrender is too easy, isn't it?" Deng Youcai stood there in a daze, never expecting that the final outcome would be like this.

He asked Gray Immortal to possess him, hoping to become famous in this battle, show the power of their family, and make his parents who were waiting for news at home proud. But now he couldn't even make it through the first round. How would he face his fellow villagers in the Northeast when he returned? Deng Youcai felt as if he had been slapped in the face by an invisible slap.

It feels like walking out of the examination room full of confidence, but when the results are announced, you are ranked last.

"Youcai, you heartless boy, have you ever thought that if I can beat you, I will admit defeat?!"

Obviously, Mr. Gray hasn't left yet.

Deng Youcai felt mixed emotions. Although he was possessed by Gray Lord just now, he was conscious and saw everything. The opponent was able to keep up with Gray Lord's speed, and his powerful thunder technique always suppressed Gray Lord during the battle.

After all, Gray Fairy was proud of his ghostly speed. Once he lost his speed advantage and his opponent could keep up with his pace, this advantage would be gone.

"Hmph, don't forget, I'm most afraid of thunder attacks now. Just looking at them makes my head hurt. I don't want to be hit. I won't waste my time talking to you. I'm leaving now. You can fend for yourself."

"I accepted..."

Jin Renfeng bowed politely.

Looking at the bewildered Deng Youcai, Jin Renfeng turned his gaze to the mouse spirit floating above his head, glared at it fiercely, and even raised his middle finger at him, then turned into a ball of black gas and flew away.

A mouse that keeps up with the times...

Jin Renfeng was not angry, but instead felt like laughing.

After stepping down from the stage, Jin Renfeng finally saw the late-coming Yang Hong and his wife beside Yang Hui.

"Brother Hong, it's all your fault. We missed our son's first game." Wang Ya complained.

Yang Hong smiled bitterly, "I thought so too. Who could have expected that something would suddenly happen at the company, plus there was a serious traffic jam on the road to Longhu Mountain today."

Plans can't keep up with changes.

But fortunately, I heard from my daughter that my son advanced and entered the next round smoothly.

Yang Hong's face changed slightly, and he quickly asked: "When does the second round start?"

Yang Hui replied: "Tomorrow."

"So many people participating in the competition?" Yang Hong asked in surprise. He thought the second round would start in the afternoon.

"After all, all people under the age of 30 can sign up. Tongtian Lu, one of the legendary Eight Wonders, is quite attractive." Yang Hui explained: "This is to save time. In the first round, only one person can advance from each four-person melee."

Wang Ya was surprised after hearing this: "So, my son defeated three people?"

"Well, almost..."

"My son is amazing!"

While they were chatting, they didn't know that many people had noticed them.

"Old Heavenly Master, that kind of thunder method..."

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at him and said calmly, "Zhenghao, just say what you want to say. There's no need to wake me up."

"How dare you, how dare you..."

"His thunder technique has nothing to do with the Tianshi Mansion. There are many different techniques in this world, and it's not just the Tianshi Mansion that knows thunder techniques. There's no need to make a fuss."

Feng Zhenghao nodded, and at the same time, his heart couldn't help but become active.

The inheritance of thunder magic in this world is very rare, and the most famous one is the thunder magic of Tianshi Mansion. Looking at his posture of performing thunder magic, it is like the arrival of Thunder God, and the power is not inferior to that of Tianshi Mansion. If possible...

Feng Zhenghao looked at Jin Renfeng, and felt a sense of cherishing talent in his heart. He thought to himself, "What a pity, Maoshan... As a sect with a longer history than Tianshi Mansion, this kind of thunder method should have originated from the Shangqing Sect of Maoshan."

It's probably not possible to recruit him into the Tianxiahui.

What if you can use your daughter to seduce?

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2:30 pm.