"Haha, then I really look forward to your methods! But now that my martial arts heart has been reawakened, I will not be depressed by such a simple blow."
Feng Zhenghao said happily that after experiencing so many things in a short period of time, his mentality has changed.
After all, we have lost so many times, so why not lose again?
Seeing that her father could not move, Feng Shayan's eyes were red, she looked at Zhang Chenchen and begged: "Lingchen, please! Don't fight with dad again!"
Zhang Chenchen did not respond directly to Feng Shayan, but said slowly:
"I basically already know what Guild Master Feng's method is. He concentrates the strengthening of the body possessed by the elves on his hands, then concentrates his power and bursts out with his last breath!"
"His body has to bear a force that far exceeds his physical load. The most important thing is the impact during the explosion. This impact is likely to make his hand useless."
"President Feng, there is no need for you to fight so hard. Only the power you can control is the real power!"
"Yes, everything you said in the early morning is right..." Feng Zhenghao nodded, "But today I just want to see where my limit is!"
"Even if you lose one of your hands?"
"Yes, even if it means destroying my hand!" Feng Zhenghao raised his right hand with a solemn expression.
Seeing the nervous expressions on his children's faces, they were even shedding tears, and he said softly:
"Don't be too nervous. These elves are very weak now. Even if they are all attached to my hands, they won't do much harm. They will just rest for a while."
"President Feng, you are so courageous!" Zhang Chenchen praised, then straightened his face, "Feng Shayan, I will not let the elf's power explode. You don't need to worry about him getting hurt."
"Really?" Feng Shayan looked surprised with tears still streaming down her face.
"Um."
"I believe you!" Seeing Zhang Chenchen nodding in response, Feng Shayan was relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.
"In the early morning, what you said is more effective than my father. It really makes me jealous." Feng Zhenghao straightened Feng Shayan's slightly messy silver hair.
This time Feng Shayan didn't have any unnecessary reaction, and she didn't know why she relaxed after hearing Chen Chen's assurance.
It was obvious that my father was going to use stronger means again, so strong that his body could not bear it.
Even though my father had been beating me until early in the morning, this kind of move that even the Feng family couldn't control, it was already very powerful to be able to handle it head-on in the early hours of the morning!
It is simply unimaginable to prevent the elf from exploding and not hurting his father at all!
But since you can’t think of it, don’t think about it!
He must be sure of what he said in the early morning!
Seeing her sister like this, Feng Xingtong became anxious.
Why is my sister obsessed with love? She just believes whatever Zhang Chenchen says!
I am also practicing Ji Ling Dispatch General. Although my father's methods are very strong, they are within the scope of my understanding.
There are so many elves, all attached to one hand. Just thinking about it makes my arm hurt and feels like it will explode!
Even if they are all very weak elves, this burst of power is simply not something that ordinary people can withstand!
Not to mention not letting them break out, what kind of magical method is this?
Zhang Chenchen wouldn't think of using the same trick he used to shoot himself to shoot away all his father's spirits, right?
This is simply impossible!
My father and I are not on the same level at all!
These elves of my father, even if they are a little weak now, are still stronger than the elves in their prime state except for Mr. Wang!
With this punch, it feels like this floor is going to disappear!
Dad used his flesh and blood to use this method, even if it only lasts for a moment, it will definitely not end well.
Injuring the meridians is a trivial matter, and your hand may be gone!
What kind of injury can be recovered after a period of rest?
Zhang Chenchen, Zhang Chenchen, dad is irrational, are you also irrational?
You have to face this punch head on!
Aren't you afraid of being punched to death by your father?
"Dad!" Feng Xingtong was already crying anxiously and stood in front of Feng Zhenghao.
"Xingtong, don't worry, I'm sure." Feng Zhenghao stepped forward and patted Feng Xingtong on the shoulder, then pushed him into Feng Shayan's arms.
"Shayan, take your brother aside and open your eyes to take a good look at daddy's punch. There are not many opportunities like this!"
"Okay, dad!" Feng Shayan nodded, then dragged Feng Xingtong aside.
"Sister! Please persuade dad!"
Feng Xingtong struggled hard, but his Qi had not recovered much yet and he did not have much strength. Feng Shayan took him away with a little effort.
"It doesn't matter. Didn't you see that dad and Ling Chen both said they were sure?" Feng Shayan pretended to be calm.
But Feng Xingtong, who was held in her arms, still vaguely felt that his sister's body was shaking.
Although she believed in the judgment of the two people, Feng Shayan still felt scared unconsciously.
"Sister, since you are not that confident yourself, why not stop them quickly." Feng Xingtong struggled.
"Believe in Dad! Believe in Qingchen! And can you stop them?" Feng Shayan looked at the two people confronting each other over there.
Feng Xingtong's struggle stopped.
Yes, since childhood, my father has made so many major decisions and used various methods to achieve the results he expected.
Not to mention Zhang Chenchen, who they met for the first time and didn’t know him well at all.
Can I really stop them?
Feng Xingtong felt a little helpless.
crazy! All crazy!
Sister’s love brain!
Dad put himself in danger!
Zhang Chenchen even directly said that he could control everything!
I am the only sane person on the field...
…
"Early morning, although it is unbelievable, no matter how incomprehensible your behavior is now, I can accept it."
"You said you could prevent all the elves I had accumulated from exploding. I believed you! Although I can't imagine how you did it."
Feng Zhenghao said while possessing the elf, strengthening the flesh and meridians of his right hand, and leaving black energy all over his body.
"You don't have to imagine it. You are very familiar with the method." Zhang Chenchen looked at Feng Zhenghao Yunqi with a strange tone.
"Haha! Really? Then I'll really wait and see." Feng Zhenghao was a little happy. He had completely let go of his inner shackles and was ready to see Zhang Chenchen's incredible methods.
A very familiar method? Could it be the move that defeated Xingtong's elves and qi in the first place?
If that move could be replicated, then Ling Chen's skills would be unimaginably high!
After all, the quality and quantity of these elves cannot be compared to Xingtong.
Is there anything else besides this? It can't be just to keep the spirit and send generals, right?
Thinking of this, Feng Zhenghao was amused by himself.
He shook his head and threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind.
The meridians and arms have been strengthened to the limit, and the entire right hand is glowing with black energy, exuding a strange metallic color.
Then he sent the elf to his right hand with all his strength.
As the black energy emanating from his body became thicker and thicker, a large number of elves gathered on Feng Zhenghao's right hand.
His right hand seemed to be ignited, covered in black flames, swallowing up all the light that came over.
On the invisible arm covered by black Qi, the capillaries had long been broken, and a large amount of blood seeped out from the skin.
A large amount of black energy circulated rapidly in the meridians inside the arm, rushing wildly. The meridians contracted and trembled, groaning silently, almost breaking.
"Is it still too reluctant..."
Feeling that his arms were shaking uncontrollably, with tearing pain, Feng Zhenghao stopped the elf possession and looked at Zhang Chenchen.
At this time, as before, he was exuding a lot of black energy, especially his right hand, which seemed like a black hole, distorting the surrounding light, and there were faint black cracks in the air.
The siblings were frightened when they looked at this hand.
"I didn't expect that after talking big words for a long time, I still couldn't possess all the elves." Feng Zhenghao shook his head, feeling a little regretful.
"Guild Master Feng, you can actually try to take back some elves. Your power is dissipating a bit seriously now. It is better to use less elves to control the power. The power will not necessarily become lower."
"Haha, thank you for your advice, but now I no longer want to control my power. I just want to use the most powerful means to punch this punch!" Feng Zhenghao said seriously, "In the early hours of the morning, are you ready?"
"Come on." Zhang Chenchen still looked calm and calm.
Feng Zhenghao stepped lightly, and under the nervous gazes of his siblings, he ran towards Zhang Chenchen at a neither fast nor slow speed.
Then he threw the strongest punch in his life!
There was no huge sound, no terrible impact, and the imaginary scene of shattering the sky and the earth did not appear.
Zhang Chenchen was seen standing calmly on the spot, with a faint white light in his eyes. He raised a hand and blocked the incoming fist calmly.
Feng Zhenghao felt the power from his right fist spurting out crazily, but it was not the explosion of power he had imagined.
But the power is losing crazily!
The black spirit poured out and then floated behind Zhang Chenchen.
The three people present looked at this scene in shock.
"How come you can restrain your spirit and dispatch your general?"
