The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 978

The moment the ice crystal came into contact with the spark, it directly sealed the spark in it.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Leng Wuyou quickly approached Qu Mingyuan.

Feeling the sharp wind rushing towards the door in front of him, Qu Mingyuan subconsciously raised his hand to block it

With a bang, his body thumped back a few steps, and his arms were numb.

Leng Wuyou looked at his fist, oh, he just took a few steps back, "It seems that I didn't use enough force."

She stepped on the whole body and came to Qu Mingyuan's back in an instant.

She raised her left hand and clenched it into a fist. This time, she used [-]% of her strength to punch Qu Mingyue's back.

But at this time, Qu Mingyuan was already prepared, he also knew Leng Wuyou's strength, so he didn't dare to touch him forcefully, his figure could only keep dodging to the side.

Leng Wuyou followed closely behind, turned his arm and chased after him, Qu Mingyuan moved aside again, Leng Wuyou chased him again, Qu Mingyuan almost died of anger after so many repetitions.

In the end, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, all the spiritual power in his body gathered in the palm of his hand, and he let out a loud shout, "Ha!"

The fist collided with Qu Mingyuan's palm, and there was a dull and loud bang, as if the competition stage was shaking due to the shock.

Qu Mingyuan felt that his arms didn't seem to be his own, and he heard a faint cracking sound.

His pupils widened, and he looked at Leng Wuyou in disbelief.

This little boy didn't use any spiritual power, yet he has such a strong power. Could it be that he is a martial artist, but his thin and small appearance doesn't look like that at all, and he just used the method of a spiritual master.

While Qu Mingyuan was thinking about things, Leng Wuyou's next attack came again.

Leng Wuyou's every attack seems to be ruthless, but in fact, in the eyes of others, she feels that she is careless and her attitude is very perfunctory.

As if teasing a small pet out of boredom, the faces of the group of people watching the competition off the stage were extraordinarily weird.

Looking at Qu Mingyuan's eyes is a bit like looking at the second fool.

But Qu Ming was far from being a fool, he naturally felt the eyes on him, and he also felt Leng Wuyou's teasing attitude towards him.

For a moment, his eyes were red with anger.

Like an angry lion, it attacked Leng Wuyoukuang without hesitation.

For a while, the two of them fought inseparably, and it was only after they parted that they realized that Leng Wuyou was still calm and indifferent, and his whole body didn't look much different.

As for Qu Mingyuan, he was gasping for breath, the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth and his clothes were all in tatters.

"Cough cough." Qu Mingyuan coughed up a mouthful of blood, and pointed at Leng Wuyou tremblingly, obviously out of anger, "You, Shu Zi Chu Zi!"

His impotent and furious hair was all blown up, standing on end, at first glance he looked like an old lion with blown hair.

Leng Wuyou's gaze was indifferent, and her attitude was unhurried. The reason why she played with Qu Mingyuan like this was just to avenge her second brother and get some interest from him.

After all, didn't Teacher Amway say it?
The child does not teach, the father too.

The mistakes made by his grandson will naturally be borne by his grandfather.

She looked at Qu Mingyuan who was in a state of embarrassment and raised her eyelids, "I don't dare to be a Lizi, but I think your grandson is more suitable."

Qu Mingyuan's heart was full of anger, but he suppressed it just as it arose.

He closed his eyes and knew that his current state was not suitable for this duel, because the kid in front of him was not as brainless as those he had dealt with in the past. His pranks irritated him, making his sanity wander on the verge of losing.

If this continues, he is afraid that he will suffer a big somersault at the hands of this kid today.

He let out a long breath of turbid air to ease his emotions. He opened his eyes, and the old eyes were calm at the moment, not even anger.

(End of this chapter)