The warriors of the Sang Kingdom left with a harsh word and hurried away with their injured companions.

The crowd cheered triumphantly.

A warm current surged in Xufeng's heart, and she secretly opened her spiritual vision to see:

The immersive performance has been collectively recognized, and the shadow power point is 7.

Cool!

Not only did he educate the devils, but he also gained 1 shadow energy point!

There are 3 more shadow energy points, and you can upgrade!

Xu Feng raised his eyebrows.

It's a pity that the provocateurs like Sangguo are too weak, and Xufeng's proficiency in martial arts has not increased.

"Brother Feng!"

Chen Zhen ran up quickly, hugged Xufeng, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Brother Feng! Thank you for protecting Jingwumen."

Xufeng smiled and said: "Brother Zhen, between us brothers, don't be polite."

He handed the challenge letter to Chen Zhen, "You defeated Akutagawa Ryuichi from Hongkou Dojo, and now Fumio Funakoshi is coming."

Chen Zhen took the challenge book, looked at it with a frown, shook his head and said: "This should be Fujita Tsuyoshi's handwriting, it must be Fujita Goshi asked Funakoshi Fumio to challenge Jingwumen, Funakoshi Fumio is very strong, even I may not dare to guarantee it." I can beat him, if the master is here, anyway, this time is really troublesome."

Xufeng agreed with Chen Zhen's words very much.

He had a brief fight with Fumio Funakoshi at Yamada's house. At that time, he was going to kill Junichiro Watanabe with a blood drink of the demon sword, but Fumio Funakoshi easily caught his deadly attack with a single move.

Fumio Funakoshi's relative level has reached at least level 10!

Xufeng is only at level 4 now, even if he can exert all the combat power of strength and agility attributes, it is only equivalent to level 7 at most, while Chen Zhen's relative level is level 8.

Objectively speaking, neither of them is an opponent of Fumio Funakoshi.

Chapter 110 Seven Treasures Daqu

"Let's talk about this matter after Uncle Nong comes back."

Chen Zhen put away the challenge book, thanked Xie Yuankui and other patrolling and onlookers, and then brought Xufeng and the apprentices back to Jingwumen.

The crowd also dispersed while chatting and laughing.

It won't be long before the headlines of SIPG's newspapers will have reports about Xufeng's tyranny of the warriors of the Sang Kingdom.

Half an hour later, Nong Jinsun hurried back.

"Ting En, Chen Zhen, A Feng! Are you all okay?"

"Uncle Nong!"

Xufeng and the three stood up and cupped their hands at the same time.

"Okay, it's fine, it's fine, it's fine!" Nong Jinsun said with a smile: "On the way back, I've already heard from Ah Fu that the warriors of the Sang Kingdom are obviously here to provoke. Fortunately, you are here, Ah Feng. Ah, otherwise, if anyone from our Fist of Fury sect makes a move, it will really create an excuse for the Sang people and the English people."

Huo Tingen sighed and said: "In our own land, we still have to be so aggrieved in the days when we are afraid of wolves and tigers, when will it be the end!"

Xufeng said in a deep voice: "The country is weak, and we can only survive now, but as long as we don't forget that we are Tang people, and stick to Huo Yuanjia's legacy of revitalizing the national spirit, Tang people will eventually awaken."

Huo Tingen asked suspiciously: "Junior Brother Afeng, will there really be such a day?"

Xufeng said firmly: "Yes, I will."

Chen Zhen took out a challenge letter from his pocket and handed it to Nong Jinsun, "Uncle Nong, Funakoshi, the number one master in the Sang Kingdom, is coming to challenge Jingwumen. This guy is very powerful, but I think, I will do my best!" If so, you should still be able to fight him."

Nong Jinsun looked at the challenge book and raised his eyebrows, "What he wants to challenge is the master of Jingwumen?"

Chen Zhen nodded and said, "This is written in the challenge letter."

Nong Jinsun frowned, and said in a deep voice: "The master of Fist of Fury is Huo Tingen, so this duel should be Huo Tingen."

Chen Zhen quickly said: "No, Uncle Nong! Eldest senior brother is not the opponent of the time-traveling husband!"

Huo Tingen said with displeasure on his face: "I am not his opponent, but you can fight him. Do you mean that I am not as good as you?"

"No, big brother, I didn't mean that." Chen Zhen explained eagerly: "The enemy is now, I think we should put aside the dispute about who is strong and who is weak first. I studied in Sang Country and studied Funakoshi's karate seriously. skills, and senior brother, you don’t know much about Funakoshi, so if I play the battle, the odds of winning are higher.”

Huo Tingen kept a cold face and stopped talking.

Nong Jinsun frowned, and said in a deep voice: "The name is called for the master of Jingwumen to fight. If we send you Chen Zhen to fight, it doesn't mean that the whole world admits that you, Chen Zhen, are the master of Jingwumen. A doorman? Why do you let your senior brother face? He is your master's son!"

Chen Zhen opened his mouth, unable to speak for a long time because of his sadness.

In the face of the great enemy, the Fist of Fury is still short-sighted to fight for the owner of the hall. The weakness of the Tang people is not completely without internal reasons.

Xufeng shook his head, not wanting to get involved in this messy dispute, quietly exited the living room, returned to the room prepared for him by Jingwumen, and fell asleep.

From last night until now, he hasn't had a full night's sleep yet.

When Xufeng woke up, it was already past dinner time.

With this sleep, his stamina was replenished, but he was also hungrier.

He got up, ready to go to the street to find something to eat to fill his stomach.

As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw Senior Sister Xiaohui walking over with a food box.

Xufeng hurriedly cupped her hands and saluted, "Senior Sister Xiaohui."

"Junior Brother Afeng, are you awake?" Senior Sister Xiaohui's smile was as warm as a spring breeze.

"Hungry, I have prepared some home-cooked dishes for you, you can try it."

"Oh, thank you for your hard work, Senior Sister Xiaohui, please come in and sit down." Xufeng let Senior Sister Xiaohui into her room.

To avoid suspicion, Xufeng didn't close the door.

Xiaohui put the food boxes on the round table, took them off layer by layer and arranged them.

"Afeng, are you still used to living here?"

"Very good."

"Ah Feng, please don't worry about the fact that I drove away Photon that day." Senior Sister Xiaohui smiled apologetically.

Xufeng smiled and said: "How could it be? Sister, you have your own position, and I also have my own perception. We are all insisting on what we think is right, so we are not wrong. Photon is not wrong, she is wrong Only those radical Sanguo devils."

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