"Sir External Envoy, you've just arrived in the sect and you're already in a high position. How would you know how difficult it is for us?"
Jiang Shangkun's face was filled with grief and indignation. His body was trembling slightly.
The murmurs of discussion around them quickly quieted down.
The surrounding people looked at the two people in the middle of the square with complicated expressions.
Seeing the effect, Jiang Shangkun took a step towards Zhou Fu.
At that moment, there were only two steps between the two of them.
"Sir External Envoy, these two sect members only read the wrong secret manual, yet you're forcing them. Don't you think that this action will make people laugh at you?"
He didn't wait for Zhou Fu to speak and took another step forward. "Is it really the right thing for an External Envoy to do to make things difficult for sect members?!"
Jiang Shangkun's eyes were cold. "Are you … fit … to be … an … External Envoy?!"
The surrounding crowd, who were initially furious, felt as if they had been splashed with a bucket of cold water when they heard this sentence. They instantly felt a chill down their spines.
Zhou Fu raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "Oh?
If I'm not fit, then are you? "
Boom!
A powerful aura burst out from Jiang Shangkun's body. His powerful inner strength surged out in all directions.
The surrounding crowd, who were caught off guard, was blown back by the airwave.
"Ouch!"
"Back off, back off!"
"They're fighting! They're fighting!"
"Is he crazy? This Jiang Shangkun wants to fight in the Martial Cultivation Tower!"
Jiang Shangkun's inner strength surged. He stared at Zhou Fu and said word by word, "The sect members all say that Zhou Fawai's martial arts are powerful. Furthermore, my disappointing brother was taught a lesson by you. I'm not that talented, but I would like to experience your skills."
A gust of hot air spread out. At that moment, Jiang Shangkun's hands had turned crimson red. There seemed to be flames flowing under the skin of his hands.
"Kill!"
Jiang Shangkun shouted. In the blink of an eye, his palms were already in front of Zhou Fu's chest.
"Hmph!"
Although it happened suddenly, Zhou Fu was already prepared. He suddenly took half a step back, shook his arms, and met the attack with his fists.
Boom!
Fist and palm collided.
Both of them let out a muffled groan and retreated.
The blazing force traveled up Zhou Fu's arms, and wherever it went, it felt as if it was on fire.
This was the inner strength of the 《Qianyang Stele Breaking Hand》. It was as hot as fire and unparalleled in its ferocity.
"Again!"
Jiang Shangkun charged forward again. Red mist billowed around his hands like clouds of fire.
The one who made the first move would have the upper hand.
Two streaks of crimson flames were aimed at Zhou Fu's vital spots on his chest.
Bang!
Zhou Fu clenched his fist and punched upwards, forcibly shaking off the flames. However, two streaks of fire streaked past his body, burning two pieces of his clothes.
Jiang Shangkun sneered, "You're just a trash who practices strength. Relying on your background, you want to become an External Affairs Emissary. You don't even know if you're alive to enjoy it!"
As he spoke, he continuously clapped his palms together, causing waves of heat to sweep out in all directions.
"Since you're so good at blocking, come and have a taste of my palm!"
Jiang Shangkun's palm shot out. His feet moved, and his palm changed three times in a row. At a very tricky angle, it passed through Zhou Fu's defense and hit his left chest.
When the surrounding people saw that Zhou Fu's chest was hit, they were shocked. If Zhou Fu was killed today, everyone present would be in trouble! Bang!
Bang!
Zhou Fu took two steps back. After stabilizing his body, he frowned.
His opponent's strength was not as good as his, and his defense was not as good as his.
However, Jiang Shangkun's speed was very fast. His attack speed and agility were both above his.
Moreover, Jiang Shangkun, who was in the Bone Forging Realm, had very hard bones. After taking a punch from him, although it was not his full strength, it did not seem to be a big problem.
This fight was very depressing.
Squeak ~
Just when Zhou Fu was thinking of countermeasures, a sound came from his heart.
This sound could only be heard by him.
"This is?!"
Heart Refining Parasite?!
A little thing that Zhou Fu had almost forgotten was actually active at this time.
In Zhou Fu's perception, there was a scarlet, jade-like bug the size of a human pinky and fingernail flapping its wings above his heart.
A wave of fluctuation entered Zhou Fu's sea of consciousness.
Happy!
Fragrant!
This inexplicable emotion could be clearly felt by Zhou Fu.
Squeak ~
Another chirp was heard.
Those scorching palm forces that rushed into Zhou Fu's body were like rivers returning to the sea, pouring into the Heart Refining Parasite.
Squeak ~
Another sound.
A strange force flowed out of the parasite's body. It was warm, like a hot spring, very comfortable.
"What is this thing?"
In the midst of this battle, Zhou Fu was stunned.
Standing opposite Zhou Fu, Jiang Shangkun, who was sneering, looked at Zhou Fu contemptuously. He was waiting for the palm force in his opponent's body to explode, and then he would be turned into a pile of charcoal in a miserable scream.
As time passed, the sneer on Jiang Shangkun's face slowly froze.
What's going on?
How long has it been? Why hasn't the palm force exploded?
Clap clap ~
In the eyes of a group of people, Zhou Fu raised his right hand and patted the clothes in front of his chest as if he was dusting off the dust.
Zhou Fu raised his head and looked at Jiang Shangkun, who was already a little dumbfounded, and said, "This is Ganyang Stele Opening Hand?
Ten more palms! "
Saying this was not because Zhou Fu was arrogant, but because the Heart Refining Parasite in his heart was transmitting a feeling of hunger to him and expressed that it wanted to eat the palm force just now.
In the beginning, after this Heart Refining Parasite was refined by him, he had a connection with this parasite. This connection was very strange.
The parasite was like a dead thing in his body, and he did not know where Shen Jie and Yu 'er were. After a long time, he ignored this thing.
Now, the function of this parasite was revealed. It could actually devour the fire-attribute internal force in his body.
Good heavens, doesn't this mean that people who cultivate fire-attribute techniques will lose most of their threat in front of him?
"Bastard … What did you say?!"
Jiang Shangkun stared at Zhou Fu as if he was looking at an irreconcilable enemy.
He was a genius in the second stage of the Bone Forging Realm. If he made some more achievements, he would be promoted to the elite of the External Affairs Emissary.
Now, he was being ridiculed by someone who was only at the Strength Refining stage in front of everyone.
How could he, who was proud and arrogant, accept this!
"You deserve to die …"
Boom!
Jiang Shangkun pushed the 《Qianyang Stele Opening Hand》 to its peak. Streaks of crimson clouds surrounded his body, bringing along waves of heat that spread in all directions. It made the spectators feel as if they were standing in front of an iron furnace.
"You can fight, but if you damage anything here, give me ten times the compensation, otherwise … Hmph!"
The old man sitting on the side reminded him and then lay down on the chair, waiting for the show to start.
"Ten times … When I kill this bullshit emissary, I will give you twenty times the compensation!"
Boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, the ground under Jiang Shangkun's feet shattered instantly. He was like a fireball, rushing at Zhou Fu with extreme speed.
"Go to hell!"
Zhou Fu spread his feet apart, and with a bang, he stepped hard into the ground.
He raised his hands, one in front and one behind, in a defensive posture, and stared excitedly at the big fireball in front of him.
This was all 'food'!
Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!