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This is...

What is this?

Zhang Chulan frowned, puzzled.

In the real world.

Zhou Fengliu didn't hold back when he saw Zhang Chulan, who was in his Nascent Soul stage and radiating golden light, rushing towards him. He swung a powerful punch at Zhang Chulan.

Unfortunately, he didn't draw it this time. Zhang Chulan, in his Nascent Soul state, reacted quickly and turned his head to dodge.

Zhang Chulan, who had dodged the attack, chuckled when he saw that Zhou Fengliu hadn't hit him. He then started dancing a Kun dance similar to the Iron Mountain Lean, mocking Zhou Fengliu for missing the hit.

"..." Zhou Fengliu.

Zhang Chulan in his Nascent Soul state... is so shameless.

How can this be a perfect combination of being despicable and shameless?

Zhou Fengliu sighed, then disappeared from his spot, appearing in front of Zhang Chulan at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye. With a "whoosh," he slapped the large fist at Zhang Chulan's still-smiling face.

The saying goes, "You can dodge the first day of the month, but you can't dodge the fifteenth."

Zhou Fengliu's slightly serious punch landed squarely on Zhang Chulan's face.

As the power was poured in, the golden light on Zhang Chulan, who was still leaning on the Iron Mountain, was suddenly dispersed. Due to inertia, he spun around for ten and a half seconds and flew out like a small spinning top.

Chapter 181 Old Zhou Cries for Lan? (Second Update)

Zhang Chulan flew away.

The mocking Kunwu was no longer there in front of Zhou Fengliu...

Seeing that Zhang Chulan in the distance had not stood up again, Zhou Fengliu looked at his palm and wondered if he had used too much force just now.

Did I accidentally beat Zhang Chulan to death?

Zhou Fengliu said that he originally wanted to hold back, but Zhang Chulan, who was in his Nascent Soul state, dodged it, so he had no choice but to slightly increase his strength.

If he accidentally knocks Zhang Chulan to death... then he'll be in big trouble.

Fortunately, his extremely scoundrel colleague was thick-skinned and tough; after lying on the ground for a while, he slowly got up.

Zhang Chulan moved his neck and felt a burning pain on his face again. He was a little confused about what had just happened.

"What happened? Why does my face hurt so much?"

Zhang Chulan tried to recall what had just happened, but after a few seconds, he could only remember the feeling he had inside the Nascent Soul...

Seeing Zhang Chulan get up from the ground, Zhou Fengliu's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

It's alright... he's not dead.

At this moment, Zhou Fengliu instinctively recalled the scene at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony bonfire party where he had slapped Zhang Chulan's fist. Zhang Chulan had been sent flying back then, but was still able to go to the competition as usual the next day...

...

Regarding the precise control of force, Zhou Fengliu said that after practicing more Dabidou, he became increasingly able to control the release and release of force with ease.

And this is something that countless people who have endured Zhou Fengliu's intense coercion can deeply understand.

Some of the "fighting" was just to refresh the mind, making people suddenly see the light after being hit by it, and their psychological problems would disappear instantly. They would then laugh and say to Zhou Fengliu: "I've got Dr. Zhou."

Some fights involve "beating that son of a bitch so hard," one hit and his head flies off... No more worrying about what to eat for dinner...

Some forced fights are just impulsive actions, usually involving accidentally throwing something at the opponent's face. This usually happens when using a technique that guarantees catching a blade barehanded.

Regarding this seemingly casual act of forcing a fight, Lu Jin had something to say, and Feng Zhenghao, the president of the World Society, had half a comment...

...

"Brother Liu, what just happened?"

After Zhang Chulan staggered to his feet, he walked over and was somewhat bewildered to see that the cultivation furnace in the cultivation furnace room had been destroyed.

"It's nothing... you were just acting crazy because you were poisoned and couldn't tell friend from foe, so I treated you."

Zhou Fengliu patted Zhang Chulan on the shoulder and said.

"Going mad?" Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan raised an eyebrow: "Is that so?"

He recalled carefully again, and saw some fragments of memories from his Nascent Soul state. He then stroked his chin and said:

"How come I remember Brother Liu slapped my butt?"

"Oh? So you still remember dancing and mocking me in front of me?"

"Me? To mock someone by dancing?" Zhang Chulan was even more surprised when he heard Zhou Fengliu's words.

Was that me?

"Who else could it be but you?"

"Brother Liu, you know me... Even if I had eight lives, I wouldn't dare to mock you. You are my dearest friend, my brother!"

Zhang Chulan quickly explained that he hadn't done it on purpose.

"Get lost..."

Hearing Zhang Chulan use those very familiar words, Zhou Fengliu frowned slightly.

Can anyone just say "love your dearest family and friends, your brothers and sisters"?

If Zhang Chulan says it, how can Zhou Fengliu use that term to sell Zhang Chulan, the leader of the Thirty-Six Scoundrels, in the future?

...

Just as the two were chatting for a few moments, honest man Ma Xianhong, surrounded by the crowd, arrived at the open space in front of the cultivation furnace room.

Seeing Zhou Fengliu and Zhang Chulan chatting in the distance, Ma Xianhong was furious.

He then saw the new version of the self-cultivation furnace, now reduced to fragments, inside the furnace room, and the anger in his chest burned even brighter.

"Zhang Chulan!"

"How can you live up to the trust I placed in you?!"

"And you, Zhou Fengliu! I fed you the best, drank the best, and provided you with the best accommodations, and this is how you treat me! You bastard!"

Ma Xianhong was truly in a miserable state at this moment.

Upon seeing the enraged Old Ma, a phrase involuntarily popped into Zhou Fengliu's mind, feeling perfectly capturing the scene before him:

Why is it always the honest people who get hurt...?

"Old Ma...would you believe me if I said Zhang Chulan smashed it?"

Zhou Fengliu pointed to Zhang Chulan beside him.

"Ah I?"

Zhang Chulan pointed to the cultivation furnace, then to himself, a feeling of utter bewilderment washing over him.

"Not a single one of them will escape! Give me back my cultivation furnace!"

Seeing Ma Xian charging towards them menacingly, Zhou Fengliu didn't hold back in encouraging Zhang Chulan:

"Go, Zhang Chulan, the opportunity to subdue Old Ma is right in front of you."

"Subdue Old Ma? With my...?" Zhang Chulan was about to cry:

"Brother Liu, if you want me dead, just say so. No need to beat around the bush..."

Zhang Bilian then put on a superb performance. After seeing him smoothly dodge Ma Xianhong's attack, she took several steps back to create distance, leaving Ma Xianhong to Zhou Fengliu, and said to herself, "I'm really no good."

His actions were fluid and seamless, befitting the leader of the new Thirty-Six Sun Thieves, truly embodying the style of Sun Thieves.

In response to this, Zhou Fengliu could only say that the slap he gave Zhang Chulan earlier was too light.

"Old Ma, that's enough. How about this, since you've been arranging things for me for so long, I'll arrange things for you too. Come to the company... food and drinks provided, plus a small private room."

While dodging Ma Xianhong's attacks, Zhou Fengliu offered a few words of advice to Ma Xianhong.

"Bastards! They're all liars!" Zhou Fengliu sighed and shook his head as Ma Xianhong remained so stubborn.

Since they are so stubborn and refuse to see the light... then we'll just have to beat them into submission with physical force.

"You scoundrel! Give me back my Golden Phoenix!"

Just as Zhou Fengliu was about to get serious with the honest man Ma Xianhong, Xia Liuqing appeared in sight wearing a divine mask and launched a sneak attack on Ma Xianhong with a black steel whip.

Ma Xianhong reacted quickly, blocking the attack with his arm, and after taking several steps back, he used his "Air Cry" to launch a shockwave that forced Xia Liuqing back.

"Old man Xia, you sneaked in too..." Qiu'er said to Xia Liuqing.

Qiu'er knew Xia Liuqing of Quanxing, and he could be considered Xia Liuqing's half-disciple, since he learned the techniques of the God Mask from Xia Liuqing.

"I'm definitely here to save Jin Feng!"

The pure love god Xia Liuqing said he had already gathered helpers and secretly infiltrated Biyou Village for several days, but still couldn't find Jin Feng's whereabouts...

Left with no other choice, he had to expose himself and join the others in capturing Ma Xianhong for further interrogation.

...

Just as Xia Liuqing was talking to Qiu'er, Ma Xianhong glanced at the battlefield and noticed that the number of people had suddenly increased significantly.

With the sudden appearance of Xia Liuqing and the helper Baron she brought, there were now nine people bullying him!

When did they sneak into the village?

...

P.S.: I pray for everything, please. Goodnight and sweet dreams, godfathers. See you tomorrow.

Chapter 182 Zhou Fengliu: Old Ma, would you believe me if I said I didn't do it on purpose? (First update)

At this moment, Ma Xianhong had no time to consider where the village's security was going wrong. His not-so-bright brain was working at full speed in front of everyone.

No... it will be too much trouble for me if they manage to coordinate their plays!

We absolutely cannot let them cooperate like this!

Ma Xianhong manipulated the Six Harmony Pearl in an attempt to divide the battlefield.