42. Elf? God's Choice?
The cell phone rings.
Duan Wangshu raised his eyebrows slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. After answering the phone, Yun Danfeng said lightly: "Fangjun, it's rare that you will call on your phone on your own. What's the matter..."
"It's nothing big, just give me a message to make your people less trouble Zhuo Fei." Chu Fangjun said coldly across the phone.
"Zhuo Fei?" Duan Wangshu showed a thoughtful expression, "I don't have any impression... but I will ask clearly."
"It's not to ask clearly, but to assure me." Chu Fangjun's words were a bit aggressive, "I will abide by the cooperation between the Duan family and the Chu family, but the premise is that my partner is not a petty villain... and... don't forget my major."
Duan Wangshu's eyes twitched slightly, but his expression and tone did not change at all, "Okay. I promise you."
Dou, Dou, Dou...
The phone hangs up.
Duan Wangshu put down the phone, poured himself a glass of red wine, shook it slightly, took a sip, and asked lightly: "Who can tell me what happened?"
Not far behind him, four people stood.
All four of them did not move when they heard this. After a while, a gentle young man stepped forward and whispered: "Young Master, Zuo Hongyu, the young master of the Zuo family in Jiangnan, was injured in front of the 'Ancient Martial Arts Academy'... Miss Chu is probably talking about this..."
"Zuo Hongyu?" Duan Wangshu frowned slightly.
"It's our vassal family. We're closer to Master Cousin." The elegant young man replied.
Duan Wangshu's eyes showed a look of disgust and said coldly: "Feng Yifei's hand stretched out a little long, and he actually spread my affairs everywhere. Xianda, warn his uncle's family and let Feng Yifei take care of his mouth."
The elegant young man called "wise and powerful" should retreat.
The oldest and most calm of the four people, asked at this time, "Do you want special care for Zhuo Fei?"
Duan Wangshu picked up a martial arts magazine and read it while reading it, "It's just a pariah. I need my Duan family to take care of him? His life and death don't matter. Chu Fangjun only cares about his own face. Humph, Zhuo Fei... He can be hit and killed by a car, fall to death while walking, and bitten to death by a dog... But no matter how he dies, it cannot be related to our Duan family, and cannot be related to me... Do you understand?"
"Yes." The four of them bowed together.
Gu Si glanced at Fu San and saw a chuckling from the corner of the other person's mouth.
——It’s still Fu Laosan who understands the young master’s thoughts… Judging from his appearance, he has already made arrangements.
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Bang, bang bang-
Dozens of heavy punches hit the head of the strong ogre. With the last punch, Zhuo Fei finally blew the opponent's skull and killed it.
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【Identity: Ogre Warrior】
【Level: Black Iron Nine Sections】
【Attributes: Strength 17, Agility 8, Root Bone 15, Intelligence 6】
[Skill: "Expert Stick" fifth level; "Strength" of Level 6; "Sharp Strike" of Level 4.]
...
"The winner, Zhuo Fei! The 19th victory!"
Zhuo Fei's clothes were broken, his strong body was bruised everywhere, and he was panting like a cow, and his fists were trembling.
After nineteen consecutive victories, his physical strength has bottomed out. Facing the ogre with extremely low agility, he also suffered several heavy blows from the heavy wooden stick and suffered considerable damage.
Taking advantage of the 30-second recovery period, Zhuo Fei stuffed a large piece of cooking cake into his mouth. As his physical strength gradually recovered, he punched his fists and faced his 20th enemy with high spirits.
"The 20th competition...begins!"
The wall lands!
Without saying a word, Zhuo Fei jumped out suddenly, bypassed the front, and punched the opponent from the side at the area where he might appear.
Bo--
The powerful fist power even triggered a sound explosion, causing fierce waves and swept away the dust on the ground.
The other person's figure suddenly flashed in the dust and disappeared.
Kill the sky!?
Zhuo Fei's eyes wide open, quickly searching for the opponent's position, while his body tilted outward, ready to roll on the spot immediately and change his position.
But at this moment, a cold light suddenly flashed on the ground, and a cold feeling came to my face.
Well?
The opponent crawled on the ground and fought back quickly!?
Zhuo Fei's reaction was already very fast. He had already made a rolling and dodging move at the moment of punching the air.
But his opponent's reaction was even more rapid. When the cold light flashed, a sharp arrow had been shot out, piercing hard on his throat, and the powerful force directly lifted him out.
Ranger!?
The opponent's bow and arrow skills are impressive.
Zhuo Fei's entire body of true energy is poured into his throat, and the fourth level [Golden Bell Cover] has all his strength to resist the invasion of sharp arrows.
The force that almost broke Zhuo Fei's throat bone made him scared, but fortunately his "11-point bone" and the fourth level of [Golden Bell Cover] were not vegetarians. After throwing him on his back for several meters away, he still allowed him to withstand the damage and survive.
But even so, the powerful force still hurts the trachea, causing Zhuo Fei to stop breathing and he can't breathe for a while.
As long as he gives Zhuo Fei some time, he can completely recover his breathing, but his opponent's methods are so ruthless and sharp, how can he give him a chance to recover?
As expected.
Zhuo Fei had just landed on the ground and had not yet gotten up, three sharp winds had broken through the dust and shot at him.
Zhuo Fei immediately rolled to the side, and after dodging two sharp arrows in succession, the third one was embedded in his lower abdomen.
Armor-breaking arrows!?
The opponent seemed to have judged that Zhuo Fei's defense was strong, so he directly replaced it with an armor-breaking arrow, which brought strong penetration. At the same time, the residual true energy luster on the arrow was even more equipped with a level three or above [penetration] skill.
Ruthless enough!
Zhuo Fei groaned in embarrassment, and a light flashed in his eyes, but he started his counterattack.
"The fifth level [Golden Bell Cover], promotion--"
"-1000 vows", [Voices: 26120].
Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum—
The sound of the Buddhist voice sounded in my ears.
At the same time, the opponent shot three more sharp arrows at the same time...
Duh, duh, duh!
The sharp arrow accurately shot Zhuo Fei's left and right chest and abdomen.
Zhuo Fei snorted all over, turned over and fell to the ground, motionless.
A cold sound.
The light steps like a cat walked silently towards Zhuo Fei. The tense bow string was still facing Zhuo Fei's back. It was only slightly released when it was nearer, and used the corner of the bow to pluck Zhuo Fei's "corpse".
Another cold snorted, "Overbial power!"
Before he finished speaking, the "corpse" on the ground suddenly bounced like a poisonous snake, and with a bang, it hit the attacker, and the two of them fell like gourds.
The attacker was extremely sensitive and supported himself on the ground with one hand and bounced to the side.
But Zhuo Fei finally waited for this opportunity, so how could he allow him to escape easily? As soon as the two sides contacted each other, Zhuo Fei wrapped himself in like an octopus, just before the other party escaped.
Zhuo Fei climbed over the other party's back, his arms were like two pythons, tightly tying the other party's neck, and his thighs were also wrapped around the other party's waist. He used a "naked twist" in Jiu Jitsu to subdue the opponent.
With long yellow hair, snow-white skin, slightly pointed ear tips, Zhuo Fei knew that he was an opponent with "elves' bloodline" without seeing the other person's appearance.
Chapter completed!