The pockmarked young man came over quickly to come to the rescue.

As he spoke, the pockmarked boy showed a faint complacency in his own strength.

"Oh, I see……"

Zhou Xing suddenly realized that the task of hunting the Iron Brown Bear was indeed not easy.

But among these people, the ones with the lowest cultivation level are all at the peak of the Tongmai stage. Among them, Feng De is probably considered weak.

"As long as you understand."

Ding Jiuhui curled his lips, as if you were quite sensible.

"Of course. If that's the case, Zhou confirmed that he is still qualified to participate..."

Zhou Xing said slowly.

What!

Ding Jiuhui's face darkened, and the invisible inner energy emitted during the pulse-opening stage made several people present take a deep breath.

The pockmarked boy and the slender girl both looked at Zhou Xing in surprise.

"After all...among you, there is a defeated general under my command."

Zhou Xing remained unmoved.

His eyes glanced at Feng De intentionally or unintentionally.

"Zhou Xing! Don't be so arrogant!"

Feng De's face turned the color of pig liver, extremely embarrassed.

But, he couldn't deny this fact, and even felt afraid of Zhou Xing in his heart.

Among the members of this mission, his strength is considered to be at the bottom. He was able to join because of his good relationship with Ding Jiuhui.

"oh?"

Ding Jiuhui glanced at Feng De thoughtfully.

The shame of Feng De's defeat will naturally not be publicized everywhere; and the brief confrontation in the cafeteria that day can only be regarded as a small fight. It is very common in the sect and is only known to people in a small circle.

On the contrary, it was Zhou Xing and Mu Xueqing's "walking hand in hand" that attracted everyone's attention, and was passed down by tens of thousands.

"Hehe, boy, it seems that I, Ding, have underestimated you. How about this, as the deputy team leader, you only need to pass my "one finger" test and you will be recognized."

Ding Jiuhui's triangular eyes looked at Zhou Xing again with amusement.

He has confirmed that Zhou Xing's strength should be higher than Feng De's. Logically speaking, he is qualified to be the last member of the team.

However.

Zhou Xing had just lost his face, and since he had a good relationship with Feng De, it was necessary to vent his anger on his friend.

One finger?

The pock-marked boy and the slender girl on the other side changed their colors when they heard this.

The two of them were shocked, realizing that Ding Jiuhui wanted to deliberately embarrass Zhou Xing, and even teach him a lesson.

"Oh well."

Zhou Xing's expression remained as usual, as if he was unable to understand Ding Jiuhui's malice at all.

"good!"

Ding Jiuhui smiled strangely, stretched out a soft finger, and lightly pointed towards Zhou Xing.

That finger didn't seem to be exerting any force at all, and there was just a dull whisper of airflow around the finger.

"It's the intermediate martial arts "Liu Yin Zhi"!"

Some people nearby changed their colors one after another.

This "Liu Yin Finger" belongs to the feminine martial arts. It looks like wicker brushing against the face, but in fact it contains murderous intent.

Zhou Xing faintly felt that an invisible feminine inner breath was "accumulated but not released" on the opponent's light fingertips. The sense of crisis it brought was even slightly better than Wang Lingyun's "Iron Cloud Claw".

The murderous intention of "Iron Cloud Claw" comes from the bright side, but this "Liu Yin Finger" contains it in the dark.

"break!"

Zhou Xing did not retreat at all, he punched out, his heart beat powerfully, and a surge of energy and blood surged out.

call!

The moment the punch was thrown, there was a heavy wind, faintly accompanied by heavy rain and thunder.

Pengpa!

In an instant, a finger and a fist collided in mid-air, and an invisible wave of air exploded.

Several people watching the battle felt the cold wind piercing their faces and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Outside the Zongwu Hall.

Pengpa!

With one finger and one arrow, the air flow vibrated and the cold wind hit his face; the impressive momentum alarmed many people.

Feng De, and even another man and a woman on the side looked surprised and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

The two figures, as soon as they met, quickly separated.

Among them, Zhou Xing stepped back a foot away, swaying slightly on the spot, his blood boiling, and his face turned slightly red.

He himself was not injured, but he felt a stinging pain in his fist. After being invaded by the opponent's feminine inner energy, his energy and blood were a little blocked.

However, as a vigorous flow of heat emerged from the heart, Qi and blood flowed quickly.

Zhou Xing discovered that after the transformation of the mysterious heart, the body's resistance to internal energy attacks was somewhat enhanced.

the other side.

Ding Jiuhui took a few steps back and quickly stabilized, his fingers drooping slightly.

It seemed that he had the upper hand.

However, Ding Jiuhui's face gradually became serious, hiding a hint of surprise.

"I didn't expect that Junior Brother Zhou is actually a secretive person. Not only is his boxing skills amazing, but he also has 'natural power'."

Ding Jiuhui forced a smile on his face.

In the previous confrontation, he had already used 70% of his inner breath, and as a result, his fingers were still numb.

"Senior brother Domondin kept his hand, that finger just now really made him suffer a little secretly."

Zhou Xing rubbed his hands and asked the other party to go down the steps.

In the sect, it is necessary to properly show a certain degree of strength and strength.

Just before and after the confrontation, Ding Jiuhui's attitude toward Zhou Xing took a 180-degree turn.

"Haha, in this way, our team will be assembled."

Ding Jiuhui breathed a sigh of relief.

He was also dubious about Zhou Xing's words.

It stands to reason that with his cultivation in the channel-opening stage, his invisible feminine inner breath is enough to cause minor injuries to the opponent.

But a thought flashed through his mind: If Zhou Xing didn't suffer at all in the confrontation just now, then this person was hiding too deeply...

Of course, this unrealistic idea was quickly dismissed by him.

"With Senior Brother Zhou joining us, our chances of winning will be even greater."

The pockmarked young man also had a smile on his face and was very afraid of Zhou Xing's strength.

Only Feng De looked a little embarrassed, quite embarrassed.

"Everyone is gathered?"

At this time, a gentle young man's voice came from beside Zhou Xing.

Um?

Zhou Xing's heart froze, and he didn't notice it until the moment the other party appeared.

I saw a handsome and gentle young man with long flowing hair and a long package appearing in front of several people.

"Junior Brother Le!"

Ding Jiuhui and others all greeted him one after another and were very polite.

"Brother Lefeng, you are finally here."

The slender girl, who had always been dull, had bright eyes and a soft voice.

Le Feng! Is he that Le Feng?
To be continued...