Feng Yun had just designed to get rid of the other party, but in a blink of an eye, Ma Xingyu here ended. The number of people on both sides was the same, three to three.

After getting two people in a row, everyone was more careful and no one wanted to end up in shame. The two sides were coming and going, and snowballs were flying all over the sky. Feng Yun gradually found that Liang Xuefei was the one who hit him the most.

Does it think I'm easy to bully?

Just as Feng Yun lowered his body to catch the snowball, the captain Yang Xing quietly came over again, "Continue! Liang!"

Feng Yun understood and squeezed a snowball in one hand and held it in his hand.

This time, Feng Yun hit the ball first, and a snowball in his left hand roared and ran towards Liang Xuefei. He learned from Yang Shangju's lesson. Liang Xuefei did not dodge to the left, but to the right. However, Yang Xing's snowball also hit her right and dodged. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Feng Yun's snowball flew over and hit his towering chest hard.

"You!" Liang Xuefei's face turned red and she glared at Feng Yun with annoyance, but at such a long distance and the battle was so intense, no one saw her little movements.

Three to two, Zhuang Hui and Tian Jiao's pressure increased sharply, and the balance of victory seemed to be tilting towards Feng Yun.

At this time, no one had just held a snowball in his hand. They grabbed one with both hands, and seized the opportunity and took action without any ambiguity.

The two snowballs in Feng Yun's hand hit Tian Jiao one after another and were dashed by her agile flash. Just as Feng Yun leaned over, the opposite side suddenly exerted force, and four snowballs flew from four directions to Yang Xing, followed by four more. They actually hid snowballs in their sleeves?

Four were four, and a total of twelve snowballs flew backward from different directions, blocking all Yang Xing's retreat. This is a rhythm that you will never give up!

Who would have thought of twelve snowballs at once? But there was no snow on the headmaster Yang Xing. Feng Yun shook his head speechlessly, using his internal force.

Zhuang Hui and Tian Jiao were also sharp-eyed, "Catcher Yang committed a foul!"

After Yang Xing left the court, the two sides fought for more than ten rounds, Tian Jiao and Zhu Ying died together, and only Feng Yun and Zhuang Hui were left on the court. Among these people, Zhuang Hui had the best hidden weapon skills.

Next, if you want to win a single-on-one battle, you will risk exposing your strength. Turning around, you will see Zhang Qiu and Yang Xing looking at him eagerly.

Exposing your strength will cause unnecessary trouble, but without strength, it will make people look down upon you!

How to choose?

"Bang!" A snowball fell at Feng Yun's feet.

"Two people have big snowballs, why don't we play "tug of war in the air"!" Zhuang Hui suggested.

The so-called "tug-of-war" means that the two people throw snowballs at each other and then touch each other in the middle, and then continue to throw snowballs. At this time, the speed and strength of both sides will be tested.

The faster the speed and the more powerful the snowball will fly beyond the middle boundary to the opponent's territory. The opponent can only fight in his own territory. If this continues, the space for the attack will become smaller and smaller, and he will eventually be overwhelmed by the opponent's snowball.

Pay good attention to this, Feng Yun agreed with both hands, which tests speed and strength, so there is no need to worry about exposing his strength.

The center line was drawn, and the two stood separately, and for this reason, a lot of snow was piled up in front of the two.

"Bang!" Two snowballs collided in mid-air, breaking into snow and falling on the center line.

Feng Yun then grabbed two snowballs and threw them over, each of which collided accurately with Zhuang Hui's snowball.

"Yes!" As soon as I grabbed a snowball and threw it over, I saw that the other party's snowball collided with his own snowball and did not break, but continued to fly towards Feng Yun.

Hehe! That's interesting! Feng Yun is blessed with an iron cloth shirt, and even snow can be as solid as steel. It's easy to smash Zhuang Hui's snowball, but it's too unfair to give the other party a try when he comes up.

Next, Feng Yun's snowball porcelain and Zhuang Hui were fast. The two of them stalemate for a moment, and the balance of victory began to tilt towards Feng Yun.

"I lost!" Zhuang Hui admitted generously. In the end, he almost had to use three snowballs to stop Feng Yun's snowballs. No matter how fast she was, she could not hold it.

Although this snowball battle is not the true strength of each other, it can also intuitively reflect their respective backgrounds, and everyone's vision of Feng Yun is different.

With the six doors, you may not be able to laugh at the end with a big fist, but without a fist, you will definitely not be able to laugh at the end.

"Continue Chunfeng Tower tonight!" After eating and drinking, Tian Jiao felt a pain in pain.

Chunfeng Tower is the restaurant where they had the last time. Although each of them did not miss the dozens of taels of silver, they still seemed quite excited because of the psychological factors.

There was nothing wrong today, Feng Yun returned to the room and continued to meditate and practice internal energy.

In Zhang Qiu's room, Yang Xing took a sip with a tea bowl, "I went back yesterday and thought about it. I always felt something was wrong. How long did Feng Yun open the acupoints? Even if a genius opened twenty acupoints, it was already the limit. How could he kill the owner of the Yinyue Gambling House after a series of battles?

Today I checked the body again. There should be a swordsman with him at that time, but what puzzled me even more was that the owner of Yinyue Gambling House only had internal injuries but no sword injuries!”

"Because he also practices horizontal practice!" Zhang Qiu said.

"How is that possible?" Yang Xing exclaimed, "In addition to enduring the pain that ordinary people can't imagine, practicing martial arts requires a huge amount of wealth. How can he get so much money from a county town?"

The practice of martial arts is a martial art that makes people love and hate. They have a superior family background, rich but cannot bear the pain. Those with poor family background can bear the pain, but they don’t have that much money.

Feng Yun’s situation obviously belongs to the latter, no wonder Yang Xing was surprised.

"This is what he said in person. You also found that he suddenly grew a lot taller today. This is his breakthrough in martial arts!"

"It's really incredible!" Yang Xing shook his head, "I just don't know who is standing behind him?"

No one will succeed casually. Feng Yun grew up from a farm boy to this point in half a year. If no one beats him to death, they wouldn't believe it.

"I don't know who it is, but the person behind it must be the one who stomps his feet to make Yongzhou tremble three times!" Zhang Qiu said.

"Envy! Jealous!" Yang Xing sighed.

Zhang Qiu smiled slightly: "What you envy is not Feng Yun but Ma Xingyu!"

"Why?" Yang Xing was stunned.

“Because he has a father!

Feng Yun’s opportunity is too vague, it’s still real that a father came!”

Just as Zhang Qiu and Yang Xing were talking, Ma Xingyu went out of six doors and got into a carriage, and there was still a person sitting inside, which was Hou Yong.

After getting on the carriage, Ma Xingyu's whole feeling changed, his eyes were sharp and his expression was dark.

"Young Master, what should I do next for Feng Yun?" Hou Yong asked.

"You must have heard of what happened last night, right?"

"I heard it!" Hou Yong said quickly: "I heard it, I just hurriedly look for you today!"

"I didn't expect it! I underestimated you!" Squinted his eyes tightly, Ma Xingyu gritted his teeth: "Don't touch him for the time being, let's put on a long line, and wait!"
Chapter completed!