Wei Changfeng was not afraid when he saw Feng Baobao rushing towards him. He retreated behind Ariana calmly, letting Ariana block Feng Baobao's attack route. Ariana had a good first impression of this pure-minded girl, so she didn't take out her bow and arrow, but just silently put her hand on the hilt of the sword at her waist. Feng Baobao dodged again, trying to bypass Ariana. But at this time, Wei Changfeng used the Snake Retreat Thousand Mountains and dodged to the side, immediately forming a double team with Ariana, and then rushed towards Feng Baobao. Attaching the mind energy to both hands, using "hard" to strengthen both hands, and then using the snake shadow fist moves one after another. Both hands seemed to have turned into a predatory venomous snake, and they collided with Feng Baobao's blade dozens of times, making a sound of metal hitting like iron. Ariana pulled out the dagger at her waist, but stood there and did not attack. She knew that if it was to complete the task, the strongest of them would just sign up for the competition. But Li Zhuoguang asked everyone to sign up, which was undoubtedly for the purpose of training. She understood this approach. After all, the rangers in the tribe also did the same with newcomers. They would find slightly weaker prey for the newcomers to get started, while the senior rangers would just watch from the side. Aliana looked at Xiong Facai walking towards this side and shook her head slightly at him. Xiong Facai was stunned for a moment, but seeing that Wei Changfeng could still fight with the little girl, he stopped and acquiesced to Aliana's approach. This is the difference in the styles of behavior brought about by the different living environments of the two people. The environment on Aliana's side is a little more cruel. Being good to newcomers means that they should improve their strength in a short period of time. Director Xiong, who punches in and out on time every day, is good to newcomers, which is reflected in actively helping newcomers share work tasks and not putting all the work on the newcomers. Although Wei Changfeng had learned exquisite martial arts, and also tried to refine Qi with the help of Xiong Facai, and even ate the Shenmo Cicada, he was neither a genius nor a martial arts seed. Although Feng Baobao mainly used instinct in fighting, the more mediocre Wei Changfeng gradually fell into a disadvantage.
He could use his mind ability to create clones of Xiong Facai and Li Zhuoguang, but this would not have the effect of training. Moreover, Xiong Facai was right next to him, and he could yell much faster than using his ability. The same was true for using ninjutsu, although he also learned a few simple ninjutsu after he had chakra. But facing Feng Baobao, let alone whether he could hit him or not, he didn't even have a gap to seal during the fight with Feng Baobao. Wei Changfeng gritted his teeth and fought Feng Baobao in close combat. Feng Baobao's Qi was amazing, while Wei Changfeng's strength and mind were just mediocre. If he continued like this, he would definitely lose. Wei Changfeng recalled Li Zhuoguang's vast crimson magic power, and the crimson touch that appeared like a divine weapon when he took action. If only I could do this, Wei Changfeng was extremely envious. He suddenly had an idea. Since he was borrowing it anyway, why did he borrow so much to make clones? Couldn't he borrow less and use it himself? Immediately, Wei Changfeng tried to activate his telekinesis, but this time, he didn't use all his strength to make the clone stronger and more durable as usual. He just borrowed a little of Li Zhuoguang's crimson magic power and covered it on his hand. Immediately, his hand rose with red flames, but he also felt the severe pain from his hand. Wei Changfeng endured the pain and used a poisonous snake spitting out his tongue. His outstretched hand was wrapped in red flames, like a red giant python, biting towards Feng Baobao's neck. Feng Baobao waved his knife to block it, but with a crisp sound, the knife broke. Wei Changfeng did not take this opportunity to pursue the victory. He just looked at his palm in surprise. He saw that the skin on his right palm had been corroded because of the forced use of Li Zhuoguang's crimson magic. Fortunately, he was quick. If he was slower, the bones might be visible at this time. "What a domineering power." The people in the stands also saw this scene. The destructive charm accompanied by the flash of crimson magic made everyone present shudder. Wei Changfeng pinched his fingers and used a simple healing spell to stop the bleeding. He secretly smacked his lips. On weekdays, he saw the train conductor use crimson magic as if it were his arm and muscles, and he used it casually. Unexpectedly, when he used it himself, he almost crippled his hand. The train conductor was really unfathomable. Feng Baobao looked at the broken kitchen knife in his hand, threw it aside carelessly, and took out another one from somewhere, and rushed towards Wei Changfeng again. Wei Changfeng tried again, this time he borrowed the power of Xiong Facai. He did not reject his telepathy because of the previous hand injury. There is no such thing as smooth sailing in the path of cultivation. This little injury is nothing compared to the fact that he was almost beaten to death by Qin Daniu in front of the gate of Gushan Castle. A black air surged up to the other hand, and the outline of a bear paw gradually emerged. Wei Changfeng only felt that his left hand was abnormally heavy, but it didn't take much effort to lift it up.
Seeing that Feng Baobao was about to chop him down again, Wei Changfeng twisted his body and swung his palm with all his strength. Feng Baobao did not block with a knife this time, it seems that he has learned his lesson. She tapped her feet lightly, and the transition between rapid advance and retreat was only a moment, and she successfully withdrew from Wei Changfeng's attack range. With a turn of her five fingers, she changed the kitchen knife in her hand from a normal grip to a reverse grip. She wanted to wait until Wei Changfeng's moves became old and difficult to change, and then stab him a few times. Who knew that the black air in Wei Changfeng's hand began to become erratic as he waved his hand, no longer solid as before. As Wei Changfeng waved his palm, the black air turned into a gloomy black wind and blew out, and Feng Baobao was the first to bear the brunt. The attack range of the black wind was too wide and the momentum was too fast. Feng Baobao had no time to dodge and was blown directly. The black wind took her flying dozens of meters away, and then hit the retaining wall of the ring heavily. After hanging on the wall for three or four seconds, she fell to the ground. Feng Baobao struggled to get up from the ground, spit out the blood in her mouth, and limped towards Wei Changfeng again. "Baby, that's enough, admit defeat!" It was the first time that Xu Si in the stands saw Feng Baobao being defeated, and he immediately shouted in the stands for Feng Baobao to give up. Feng Baobao, who was usually very obedient, did not give up the game this time as Xu Si said. She just looked back at him and said, "I promised Zhang Chulan that I would let him win the position of Heavenly Master. I promised." After saying that, Feng Baobao turned around and continued to walk towards Wei Changfeng. "Alas." Xiong Facai shook his head and walked forward. Before Feng Baobao could react, his big hand covered her head. Feng Baobao's consciousness was dazed for a while, and she fainted. Xiong Facai frowned and recalled the feeling when he invaded her body with demonic energy just now: "What is she?"