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Chapter 273 Threat, Wang Ye

"The speed of your body traveling through space has become too slow, and you have already started to rely on ordinary body skills to avoid flying knives..."

"That's because the speed of your flying knives has also slowed down. Since there are twelve of them, you can still dodge them without using your powers!"

"Damn it, I can't hold on anymore, that move is too exhausting... If the next blow can't completely defeat her, I won't be able to fight back."

"I can't help it, it's cheaper for you... It was originally prepared for that crazy woman..."

"Wrap all the flying knives with a layer of special qi like patina. At this time, the friction force of these twelve flying knives is infinitely close to zero!" The twelve flying knives are all attached to blue qi.

"Huh..." Feng Shayan took a deep breath and enlarged the area covered by her Qi.

"Did you release your qi to such a large range... It should be within this range that you can more keenly perceive the path of my throwing knife..."

"Miss Feng, even though it's long-winded, I still want to advise you one last time. Go on, the tricks I'm going to use next are not suitable for sparring."

"Mother-in-law, be careful of yourself...I don't want to use it if you didn't force me...I haven't fully controlled this trick yet!"

"Shayan! You son of the Jia family! Be obedient! Stop both of you!"

Feng Shayan and Jia Zhengliang raised their hands at the same time, and twelve throwing knives shot at Feng Shayan.

Two flying knives flew across her body, bringing up a cloud of blood mist, except for a few flying knives that missed, the rest were shot at Jia Zhengliang himself, and both of them fell to the ground at the same time.

"Done together?"

"Shayan!"

Under the astonished eyes of the audience, Feng Shayan staggered up from the ground.

"Father, I'm fine!"

"Really, that's what happened..." Jia Zhengliang looked up at the sky and said slowly.

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"I thought you spread out your qi to perceive the route of my flying knife... I was really wrong. In fact, within the range that your qi can cover, you can... how to describe it? You can bridge the space."

"The speed of the throwing knife I sacrificed at the end was countless times faster than before. I think that with your state at that time, it was absolutely too late for you to escape through the space. You really didn't dodge. Countless throwing knives swung across your palm It disappeared after that, and reappeared around my body almost at the same time, eventually hurting me. Probably where your palm waved, there appeared a similar space entrance."

"And you can set up exits wherever you want... right?" Jia Zhengliang raised his head and looked at Feng Shayan.

"Hey, you really didn't get beaten for nothing!"

"Thank you, if the location of the exit is more wicked, it will be enough if I don't die."

"To each other, none of your twelve throwing knives hit my vitals. The last one was really fast. I might not be able to catch all of them even if I was uninjured. I just had better luck. The one that hit me was less injured than the one that hit you with the throwing knife... I don’t know what you think about being merciful at the last moment..."

"Oh... I always feel... reluctant..."

"..." Speechless.

"That's right, so I should count this competition as my victory... After all, I let you go first..."

Feng Shayan didn't answer, bent down to pick up a stone, and threw it in her hand.

"Sister, I was wrong...you won, you won."

"Alas! After working so hard, I still lost...and got injured..."

"I wish I had listened to my aunt earlier..." Feng Shayan sat down beside Jia Zhengliang.

"I'm going to be nagged to death by my mother this time... Forget it, let's do whatever you like!"

"Humph!"

"Jia Zhengliang VS Feng Shayan, Feng Shayan wins! Medical staff! Send these two for treatment!"

"Oh my god, it's a good thing Miss Feng didn't make a real move that day, otherwise I'd be as stupid as Jia Zhengliang!" Zhang Chulan rejoiced secretly, and also walked out of the arena.

"Sister Bao'er, what's going on with you?"

"Don't call me anymore. I'm still following you. I haven't found a chance to make a move yet. Don't worry, you won't see that Taoist priest tomorrow!"

"Stop! Don't run!"

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun!" Wang Ye was also being chased by a group of women, sweating profusely and panting.

"Stop! Smelly bull nose!"

"Don't run away with your dead eyes! You'll prevent us from seeing Ah Qing's heroic appearance next!"

"It caused our husband to vomit blood, do you still have humanity! Why don't you die!"

"Sister! He vomits blood and has nothing to do with me! You have to be reasonable!"

"Whatever the reason, Ah Qing is the way, and Ah Qing is the reason!"

"That's right! The victory of this conference should have been ours, Ah Qing!"

"That's right! No one can compete with my husband except Ah Yu!"

"Why am I going to Ayu, what do you mean? You have no morals, and besides Ah Qing, you still miss a few pieces of Lingyu!"

"Do you know how hard our Ah Qing works? He practices 48 hours a day, has a high fever of [-] degrees Celsius, and still insists on the oil hammer empowerment!"

"Sister! There are only 24 hours in a day, and it is impossible for human beings to burn to [-] degrees Celsius! Warlocks don't practice oil hammer empowerment either!"

"Stop talking nonsense, anyway, you let Ah Qing's hard work go to waste, you must have resorted to some kind of trick!"

"Or...buy them all?"

Wang Ye was chased by these women for a long time, and finally got rid of them and walked to a big tree alone.

"I'll go! What kind of repairs are these sisters? They are so strong, they chased me for a long time..." Wang also put his hands on his knees and gasped for a while.

"Hey, it's so quiet here...I'm so sleepy..." Wang Ye made a soothing sound while leaning against the big tree, and soon fell asleep.

When Cheng Wang was also asleep, Feng Baobao tied him tightly with a bundle of ropes.

"Hey! Take it easy!"

"That can't be done, you are stronger than the one buried before... I have to explain it!" Feng Baobao walked to a big pit with a shovel on his shoulders, and there were three barrels of pure water beside the big pit.

"It's okay, I'll let you go later when I send you down!" Feng Baobao kept shoveling dirt into the pit.

"The pit...is it prepared for me..."

"En!" Feng Baobao made an "OK" gesture, picked up a bucket of water and poured it into the pit.

"..." Wang Ye looked at it and broke out in cold sweat.

"Why are you still pouring water...?"

"I'll have to adjust this hole later, the height is just right enough for you to expose your head... Mix water and soil to a certain ratio, fill it in according to different dilution ratios, the soil will completely fit the body curve, full of comfort! As long as the part above the chest is soft enough, safety can be guaranteed!" These words sounded very professional.

"Besides, the soil that has been soaked with water will have suction, and it will remove the strange force you used... It's called Tai Chi... Anyway, it won't be possible to get out..." Feng Baobao stretched the shovel into the pit and stirred it.

"It's too slippery, isn't it?"

(End of this chapter)