1865th Surrender
Looking at Rong Xiaofeng's eyes like a poisonous snake, Zhuo Bufan sneered, "If you can't beat me, do you want to threaten me with the background?"
Han Xiaowen stepped forward and approached Zhuo Bufan, her eyebrows frowned, and she said in a low voice: "Young master Zhuo, why don't you give him some of the original law, offending Rong Xiaofeng will not do you any good, his father is the son of a demon star." Your lord, you have a very high status in the Dayan Dynasty!"
"Prince and general Xiangning is kind. If he is not the son of the prince and has a lot of cultivation resources, I think it will be easy to deal with him." Zhuo Bufan said coldly.
Han Xiaowen's face changed color slightly, it was obvious that Zhuo Bufan didn't seem to buy the magic star prince.
"Today we must make him admit defeat." Zhuo Bufan said slowly, anyway, he had already offended many people, and he didn't mind offending a little prince.
As soon as the words fell, Zhuo Bufan's figure swept away again, waved his fist, and slammed into Rong Xiaofeng's chest, the latter immediately flew backwards like a bowed shrimp, his eyes popped out, and a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth.
Rong Xiaofeng flew upside down again, smashing several bucket-thick icicles off his back, before the figure stopped and fell on the ice, in a state of embarrassment.
When was Xiaofeng ever beaten up like this when he was a child, his heart was burning with anger, his eyes were about to burst, and today he was beaten by a small Xinghu-level elementary-level guy in front of everyone.
The others were silent, including Duanmuyin, who also had an extremely ugly expression. Obviously, he did not expect that Zhuo Bufan's physical body would have such a powerful body, and he beat Rong Xiaofeng without any strength to fight back.
"Do you admit defeat?" Zhuo Bufan asked with cold eyes, looking at Rong Xiaofeng lying on the ice.
"If you want me to admit defeat, you are not qualified enough. Zhuo Bufan's shame today, I will definitely return it to you ten times, a hundred times in the future." Rong Xiaofeng clutched his chest, stood up staggeringly, his eyes were red , obviously already in a state of extreme anger.
"Really, since you don't want to admit defeat, then I will beat you to admit defeat."
Zhuo Bufan snorted coldly, clenched his fists again, his physical body was comparable to a Xinghai level elementary magic weapon, almost no one could be his opponent in the forbidden area.
At this moment, a figure suddenly landed and blocked between Zhuo Bufan and Rong Xiaofeng. That figure was none other than Duanmu Yin, the representative figure of Xuanjiezong.
Duanmuyin's face was tense, with a solemn expression, he shouted: "Zhuo Bufan, Young Master Rong is a genius disciple of Dayan Dynasty Academy, the son of Prince Demon Star, why don't you hurry up and apologize to Young Master Rong."
Zhuo Bufan looked at the former coldly, with a look of disdain on his face, he sneered and said: "Duanmuyin, you proposed the competition, and now you want to stop me? You want me to apologize to him?"
Duanmuyin is the grandson of the elder of Xuanjiezong, he is also a leader among the inner sect of Xuanjiezong, and he is also the leader among the disciples in this great relic. Now Duanmuyin is obviously favoring Rong Xiaofeng.
"If I was beaten to the ground by Rong Xiaofeng, I'm afraid senior brother Duanmu wouldn't even say a word?" Zhuo Bufan sneered, his eyes gleaming with cold light, "My Xuanjiezong was beaten People insulted Senior Brother Duanmu without saying a word. Could it be that Rong Xiaofeng had to win Senior Brother Duanmu to be happy in this competition, or that Senior Brother Duanmu was afraid of Rong Xiaofeng's identity as the little prince, or that Rong Xiaofeng would be divided when he got the fragment of the Law of Origin? How about giving half to Brother Duanmu?"
Hearing this, the expressions of many Xuanjiezong disciples changed slightly, and their gazes towards Duanmuyin also became extremely complicated. Everyone is not a fool, and it was obvious that Duanmuyin deliberately favored Rong Xiaofeng.
"Shut up, you, an outsider disciple, are qualified to criticize me?" Duanmuyin raised eyebrows, his face was so gloomy that it almost dripped, and his fists were slightly clenched.
Zhuo Bufan stared at the former coldly, without any fear, "I will beat anyone who dares to stand in front of me today, if someone blocks and kills, the Buddha will destroy the Buddha!"
After saying that, Zhuo Bufan's foot fell, several ice cracks spread under his feet, and his figure rushed out.
"Zhuo Bufan, you are so brave, you dare to do something to me, today I will teach you, an outer disciple, on behalf of Xuanjie Sect." Zhuo Bufan ran away.
"Impressive!"
Zhuo Bufan sneered disdainfully, and he did it if he wanted to, but he wanted to teach him a lesson on behalf of Xuanjiezong.
In an instant, the fists of the two collided fiercely with the fierce wind, and a dull sound suddenly sounded. Immediately, Duanmuyin uncontrollably stepped back ten steps, his feet inserted into the ice, just now He stopped, his face showing a look of horror.
The moment the fists of the two came into contact, a ferocious force poured into Duanmuyin's arm, making his entire arm almost shattered. That kind of force was really terrifying.
"This guy, how could he have such tyrannical physical strength!" Duanmuyin's complexion changed slightly, and he was secretly surprised.
The right arm hanging down on Duanmuyin's right side trembled slightly, apparently unable to consume the force of the impact just now.
Zhuo Bufan ignored him, and went directly to Rong Xiaofeng's side, kicked Rong Xiaofeng's body, and kicked him out again, even a clear cracking sound, and two ribs were broken.
Rong Xiaofeng was drenched in cold sweat from the pain, gritted his teeth, and stared at Zhuo Bufan with fire in his eyes, but there was a hint of fear in the depths of his angry eyes.
"It's still too late to admit defeat!" Zhuo Bufan said, kicking Rong Xiaofeng again.
Now, Rong Xiaofeng has no power to resist, and was kicked out like a dead dog. Although Duanmuyin was not angry when he saw this scene, he hesitated for a while and finally did not speak. If he fights Zhuo Bufan again now , I am afraid that his end will not be much better than Rong Xiaofeng.
If Zhuo Bufan beats up his inner genius disciple, the grandson of Elder Duanmu, if word spreads, he may not even be able to raise his head in Xuanjiezong in the future.
"I, I admit defeat!"
Rong Xiaofeng, who was lying on the ice, finally couldn't hold back the huge pain in his body, seeing Zhuo Bufan rushing away again, he shouted hastily.
Hearing this, Zhuo Bufan didn't do anything, at the same time, two disciples from Dayan Dynasty Academy rushed to Rong Xiaofeng's side and helped him up.
"Zhuo Bufan, I, Rong Xiaofeng, have written down today's events, and the future will last forever." Rong Xiaofeng left a scene, turned around and prepared to leave. If he stayed here, he would only continue to lose face.
"Little prince, have you forgotten what you said before the competition just now, one hundred thousand soul coins should not be a big amount for the little prince, is it possible that the little prince is going to break his promise?" Zhuo Bufan said lightly.
The muscles on Rong Xiaofeng's face twitched twice, his face was extremely gloomy, he had to take out one hundred thousand soul coins after being repaired, this was a big loss.
"Take it!" Rong Xiaofeng directly threw out a space ring.
"Thank you, little prince, Zhuo Bufan first." Zhuo Bufan grabbed the interspatial ring, cracked his lips into a smile, seeing this scene, Rong Xiaofeng was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and quickly left here with a few followers.
"Now, I want this original law, who wants to oppose it?"
卓不凡目光一一从众人面庞扫过，缓缓地道，凡是被他目光掠过的众人都眼神闪烁，连荣啸峰都被卓不凡揍成死狗一般，谁还敢站出来触他的霉头.