Starting from one person Jia Zhengliang

"Why are you still standing there? Come on, speak up! Your father's silence is giving you a chance!"

Jia Zhengliang was still shouting in the stands, which made Feng Shayan feel embarrassed.

"Why are you rushing me? What does it have to do with you?"

"I'm speaking up for you, big sister...Okay! I'm sorry for being nosy!"

"Feng Baobao, the first time you and I met was because of a conflict over a commission.

I found that we are of similar age, have similar abilities, and are both girls, so I subconsciously compare myself with you.

Although we have both won and lost in our competition, there have been many external factors that interfered with us, and I have never been able to see your true strength.

My father also told me that my strength is far from comparable to yours.

But I just can't give up. I want to fight you. I want to know the gap between us. I want to witness my own growth through you!"

When Feng Shayan spoke this inner monologue, the people present had different reactions.

Feng Baobao took a few bites of the cucumber and chewed it while thinking about what this sentence meant.

At first, Jia Zhengliang was purely curious about Feng Shayan's true thoughts about the baby, but he was shocked when he actually heard it.

There are mainly two beautiful misunderstandings here.

He really wanted to tell Miss Feng loudly that you and Feng Baobao are not of equal strength, nor of equal age.

But it seems that he was the one who instigated this outpouring of true feelings. The other person just showed his true heart, and you tell him that his sincerity was all a misunderstanding?

It's a bit too cruel!

But fortunately, Jia Zhengliang doesn’t need to be the villain!

"Shayan, it's understandable that you're so eager to be recognized by others at your age! But you've really chosen the wrong person to compare yourself to!

Feng Baobao's strength is far beyond your understanding, and you can't target her at all.

Don’t you even trust your father’s judgment?”

I saw Feng Shayan was about to be defeated by his father's combo, which I listened to and understood, but I did not agree with.

"Master Dao of Longhu Mountain, should this competition take place? Doesn't it depend on the contestants' wishes?

As long as a contestant wants to compete, even his father has no reason to interfere! "

"President Feng, the young man from the Jia family is right. It's better not to teach children a lesson on the field!

In the final analysis, Feng Baobao, have you decided to admit defeat or continue the game?

The Taoist priest from Mount Longhu who presided over the competition asked Feng Baobao a question.

"In that case, let's compete! Although I still don't quite understand, I understand that I seem to be a little important to you." Feng Baobao replied.

"Baby girl, this is all Shayan's fault for not being sensible. If it makes you feel embarrassed, please don't force it!"

Feng Zhenghao has special respect for Feng Baobao.

"Reluctantly? Reluctantly means forcing someone to do something against their will. This matter is not difficult for me at all! It can't be considered forced!"

Things have come to this, and seeing his daughter's joyful expression, Feng Zhenghao didn't know what to say.

"In that case, Shayan, you have to fight well and feel it carefully..."

Feng Zhenghao had just finished speaking when he was called away by the employees of Tianxiahui, as if something had happened.

Feng Xingtong must have been seriously injured by Wang Bing, who also had the ability to capture spirits and dispatch generals.

Although the incident was quite tragic, it involved the feud between the Feng family and the Wang family, and Jia Zhengliang had no intention of intervening in the matter from the beginning.

After all, the only person he was interested in during this part of the plot was Fengshayan. Although the Soul-Binding and General-Sending Technique was tempting, it was similar to the previously mentioned Air-Blowing Technique. With no one to teach him, no secrets, and no dual-handed skills, there was no chance of getting it!

No, no, Jia Zhengliang felt like he seemed to have overlooked something!

Just as Jia Zhengliang was thinking, the game that did not take place in the original book began!

The audience was in for a treat as two beautiful women were flying up and down and fighting with each other in the arena.

Feng Shayan has a graceful figure under her tight combat suit, and with her ability to travel through space and such technological capabilities, she looks like a future warrior.

Feng Baobao had his hair loose and was wearing a Taoist robe that should have been provided by Longhu Mountain. His movements were graceful, as if he was an immortal descending to earth.

The audience enjoyed the fight, but Feng Shayan felt frustrated. She had already thrown no fewer than a hundred punches since the start, but she hadn't landed a single one. The burning fighting spirit in her heart turned into self-doubt.

She had clearly been able to hit her with a few punches before the Luotian Dajiao. This feeling of defeat reminded Feng Shayan of Zhang Chulan, the guy now known as the Unyielding Blind Lotus, who had also broken her moves in just a few moves.

"Feng Baobao, I know there's a huge gap between you and me. I'm already satisfied to be able to fight you today, but if you respect me, please strike me down!"

There was no other way. She had to fight to the end, even with tears in her eyes. This was Feng Shayan's last bit of dignity. Even if she was defeated by an opponent she recognized, she had to lose with dignity.

Jia Zhengliang, who was in deep thought, was shocked by Feng Shayan's words.

He understood Feng Shayan's intention to protect her dignity, but he didn't understand what the purpose of letting Feng Baobao take action was?

Feng Shayan must have watched Feng Baobao's matches, but it seems she didn't take it to heart! After being defeated by Feng Baobao's moves, what dignity does she have?

Jia Zhengliang watched the next operation with his eyes wide open, not wanting to miss a single thing!

Feng Baobao stopped dodging and began to recall her moves.

Facing Feng Shayan's straight punch, Feng Baobao got close and made a move!

Block the opponent's fist with one hand, and push out with the other hand towards the flaw. This move is called...

Taking advantage of the opponent's inattention, he leaped up and sat down hard. This move is called...

Then there was a move like a dragon, a move that pierced the heart, this is called...

The baby knows a total of 18 such embarrassing tricks.

Fortunately, Feng Shayan fell to her knees after enjoying half of the set. The audience was far away and could not hear clearly the names of the moves that Feng Baobao called out.

But Feng Shayan heard it all clearly, and every move was a mental blow to her!

Although the names of these moves are a bit exaggerated, the techniques are not too unusual.

Jia Zhengliang suddenly remembered that in the comic's subsequent plot 18, there is a move called Mr.'s Finger, which specializes in attacking people...

If this were used against Feng Shayan, Miss Feng would be declared socially dead.

In the meeting hall, Feng Baobao was moved when she saw Feng Shayan kneeling on the ground.

“It’s so troublesome to learn to respect others!

When speaking, doing things, and even fighting, you have to pay attention to details!

But what the red-haired brother said is right, if you want to gain people's respect, you must kneel down first!"

Feng Baobao left quietly, just as she came quietly. No one could tell from her calm eyes how much she envied Feng Shayan.

Although this White-Haired Girl is very weak, she knows what she wants and how to live. Even if her old man does not agree, she knows it in her heart!

Not only her, but also the third brother, the fourth brother, Zhang Chulan, everyone can do it easily, why can't I do it?

The competition was over, and it was time to show my courtesy. I helped Feng Shayan, who was physically and mentally devastated, to find his father and his seriously injured brother.

In fact, Feng Zhenghao was right about one thing. Compared with these old hands, these young people were really too immature.

Compared with the social death he suffered on the field, what President Feng is suffering now is really like having his dignity trampled on.