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Han Feng asked without answering, "Do you support it?"

Jiang Buku said: "I don't support it!"

Han Feng snorted coldly, "Then my answer is also, no!"

Jiang Buku sighed, looked at him and said, "Then you come."

Even the posture and steps have not changed, it is still the loose appearance when they bickered just now.

Han Feng's eyes turned cold, and he asked, "Is this how you fight me?"

Jiang Buku said: "Come here, it's very late now, everyone is waiting for the results as soon as possible."

Beside, all the students have already given up the battle circle in a tacit understanding, giving them enough space to display their strengths, and they are all bright-eyed, more focused than when they were watching the two quarrel just now.

Hearing Jiang Buku's words, some students couldn't help but want to say: "No hurry, no rush, you can take your time."

Of course, this is just a thought in the heart, no one will open their eyes and jump out at this time to overwhelm the host.

One is the leader of the six hundred students in Fengzhou who have a profound background and overwhelm all the other four states;

One is the No.1 in the four-state competition, who stood up at the critical moment and carried everything;

This battle came unexpectedly, but when you think about it carefully, it is really a bit of destiny, which means it should be like this.

After hearing Jiang Buku's answer, Han Feng's eyes turned colder, as if he was saying that he didn't know what to do.

And he didn't have the patience to continue chatting with this guy, since you called me over carelessly, then of course I will come over!

In the next moment, he suddenly exerted his strength.

"Boom!"

Like spring thunder exploding, war drums beating.

When he stumbled, the ground under his feet made a loud noise. The students who were closer to him felt the ground tremble. They could hardly control their figures, and almost staggered and fell to the ground.

And with his stamping, his figure changed from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic, with almost no intermediate process, and his speed broke through the speed of sound in an instant.

A magical air barrier formed around him, glowing with golden light.

Of course, this kind of air barrier is not just a sound effect, it has strong defensive power, not only defending against physical attacks, but also effectively resisting magical attacks and weakening twisted spiritual attacks, just like wearing a special defense armor with no dead ends .

At the same time, he raised his fist and threw it at Jiang Buku.

His fist was also shrouded in a layer of pale golden light, and the shadow of his fist became dozens of times larger.

Before the person arrived, the giant fist attack that enveloped Jiang Buku's entire body within the attack range had already arrived.

If it hits the ground, he can blast a big hole in the rocky ground.

Now, there was no wasted bombardment on Jiang Buku.

Almost at the same time, he surpassed the speed of sound and came to Jiang Buku in the form of an afterimage. His fists changed and overlapped, and they slammed heavily on Jiang Buku's chest.

Once the battle starts, he won't hold back the slightest bit of strength, and he will output with all his strength, killing with one hit.

This is his fighting style.

He didn't think about whether the blow was too much. There were so many teachers staring at him in the distance, so no one would die anyway.

And the moment before the fist hit the opponent's chest, the opponent in his eyes was still standing there defenseless, allowing him to pour all his strength into the opponent's body.

A strange thought flashed in his mind: "Could it be that this guy is really a parallel importer? He became the backbone of the students from the four states by relying on his words?"

But at the next moment, he felt his scalp go numb.

A hand lightly pressed on the top of his head.

He didn't output any strength, just squeezed it schematically, as if to explain the rationality of this move.

"you……"

He raised his head suddenly, and what he saw was a figure walking straight to the entrance of the blessed land.

"Okay, that's it, I still have a lot of tasks to do, so I won't accompany you."

"You... you... what cultivation level are you!"

In the late stage of Foundation Establishment, Han Feng, who was already approaching the peak of Foundation Establishment, yelled this sentence without thinking.

But Jiang Buku's figure had disappeared at the entrance of the blessed land, and naturally no one responded to him.

Around, the students watching, no matter from Fengzhou or Sizhou, were all so surprised that their jaws were about to dislocate.

In their eyes, this battle was very short.

Han Feng accelerated, and in less than a blink of an eye, he rushed to Jiang Ping.

One move of the giant spirit fist combined with two solid chest blows greeted Jiang Ping together.

Then, Jiang Buku stretched out his hand, pressed it on the top of Han Feng's head, who was in the shape of diving forward, and squeezed it lightly.

Then there is no more then.

ended.

No matter who wins or loses, since it is the "top card" of the two camps, it is reasonable for you to come and fight with me for a while.

The reality is that one move determines the outcome, which makes them feel absurd to the point of being unreal.

No matter which camp you stand on, you can't accept the reality of such a disparity in power.

In the distance, the teaching staff and members of the Tianxing Bureau who were silently watching the battle dispersed one after another. The yellow-faced teacher did not leave, but stepped forward and came among the students.

He waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't get together here... It's gone, it's gone, it's all gone, and I have to go to work tomorrow."

As soon as he said this, it seemed like the most effective medicine for sobriety. Everyone quickly broke free from the feeling of absurdity and unreality, and immediately dispersed.

In the arena, Han Feng was the only one standing there in a daze.

The yellow-faced teacher stepped forward and comforted in a low voice:

"Student Han, don't be overly depressed. A temporary victory or defeat doesn't mean anything. More importantly, as practitioners, we must not lose our spirit just because others are too good.

In the end, every practitioner is a lone walker, and our ultimate opponent is never others, but ourselves.

As long as we surpass ourselves at the previous moment and continue to surpass the past, our life cannot be called a failure! "

What a thick bowl of chicken soup.

But is that consolation?

Han Feng was a little unclear for a while.

"Okay, go to rest, child, everything will be fine after a night of sleep." Teacher Huanglian comforted softly.

Han Feng didn't even hear what he said clearly, he only heard the strong smell of nutrition, and subconsciously felt that this might be what he needed.

So, he responded softly, "Oh".

Then, he stared in a daze, walking back with a deep kick and a shallow kick.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Jiang Buku dealt with everything as usual, and completed the scheduled power transfer work, so he walked out of the blessed land more than an hour later than the others.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of Fudi, he saw Tang Xiaotang standing there.

Seeing him coming, he waved excitedly.

He went forward and greeted him: "Senior sister, wait for me?"

"Yeah, I'm waiting for you." Tang Xiaotang nodded hastily, and said:

"Actually, I wanted to tell you last night, but it was too late at that time, so I didn't go to bother you for fear of affecting your arrangement."

As she said that, she looked at Jiang Buku curiously, and asked, "What's going on with you now?"

"Which aspect?" Jiang Bu asked bitterly.

"Cultivation!... Your performance last night was really beyond my expectations!" Tang Xiaotang said.

Jiang Buku said: "I'm in the Zifu Realm now."

"Ah? So fast?" Tang Xiaotang was surprised.

Jiang Buku said: "I happen to have something to tell you, I will discuss it with you after I finish my work today."

Tang Xiaotang knew that Jiang Buku was a very stick-to-plan person, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

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Jiang Buku came to the end of the road that he had already dug most of by himself, and was about to continue today's work.

But there was already someone waiting there.

Someone completely unexpected.

Han Feng.

The man who almost became the first student council president of Yunlai Academy.

He sat cross-legged quietly on a raised boulder, with a giant ax and a giant hammer at his feet, and sat quietly with his eyes closed.

He no longer maintained the elegant temperament and attire of the first appearance yesterday, his muscles were bulging all over his body, and he was wearing a strong outfit for bunting.

Sensing Jiang Buku's arrival, he opened his eyes and jumped off the boulder.

Looking at Jiang Buku, he said, "You are finally here!"

Jiang Buku looked at him suspiciously: "Why are you here?"

Han Feng didn't answer directly, he swung his giant ax and said, "Let's start."

Jiang Buku looked at him and asked, "You want to do this with me?"

Han Feng swung his ax and chopped in the air. He didn't answer directly, but his expression seemed to say, isn't this nonsense?I'm not doing this with you, what is Baba doing here?

Jiang Buku said again: "You have to think carefully, this job is not included in the task, there is no contribution value to get for doing this job!"

"I came to Yunlai Academy to practice, not to earn a lot of contribution points. As long as the contribution points obtained by completing the tasks can pay for the daily access to the blessed land tree house, it is enough. What are you doing with so many tasks?" Han Feng said.

Jiang Buku heard the words, looked at him in surprise, and said, "This...is not the same as what you said last night."

Han Feng shrugged, swung his giant ax again, and said, "Are you going to do it?"

Jiang Buku nodded, also holding a huge axe, and walked towards the end of the newly opened road.

Seeing this, Han Feng hurriedly said, "How about our division of labor and cooperation? I'll be in charge of cutting down trees, weeding, and cleaning the ground, and you'll be in charge of leveling and hardening the ground?"

Jiang Buku looked at him who was a circle bigger than himself at the moment, and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up."

"You'll have to try it before you know." Han Feng wasn't annoyed either.

He has already accepted the fact that the guy in front of him is better than himself. Except that he didn't turn the corner at first, he quickly accepted this reality. He has come here like this since he was a child. He thought he would avoid the monastery. , found another way to finally be able to experience the "most genius" treatment, but before he officially shined, he was directly pressed on the forehead by the guy in front of him with his hand, and he simply gave up his heart and kept the old The most used rhythm--in the face of better people, don't stubbornly alienate them, but contact them more actively. Even if you can't be friends, there will always be something worth learning from them.

In this Yunlai Academy, the guy in front of him is worth learning from.

So, even though he was severely "humiliated" in front of the teachers and students of the school last night, he still came here early and waited.

Han Feng's attitude was somewhat beyond Jiang Buku's expectations, and he even had a good impression of him in his heart out of thin air.

The two of them acted so boldly.

The light of the ax is flying, and the shadow of the hammer is dense.

A gentle, open and hard road slowly stretches forward in the verdant green forest at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Strictly speaking, compared with filling and excavating earthwork, it is much easier to level the hardened ground, weed and cut down trees, and clean up the surface.

The former not only has a greater continuous output of strength, but also has a much larger workload, but Jiang Buku's rhythm remains the same, neither fast nor slow, and it doesn't look amazingly fast. You can wait for half an hour, an hour, The results have been astonishing.

After half an hour of continuous high-intensity labor, Han Feng's rhythm began to slowly decrease, and after an hour, he stopped directly panting.

"Huh...huh... You bastard, you are really a pervert, don't you know you're tired at all?" Han Feng was already feeling sore all over his body, and he couldn't hold his hand holding the axe.

Life is movement.

In this kind of intensive work, Jiang Buku not only didn't feel tired, but felt hot all over his body, feeling refreshed from inside to outside, as if he had sweated carefully.

Jiang Buku looked at him and said, "There is something wrong with your rhythm. If you can slow down a little bit, you can persist for two or three hours."

As the realm gets higher, practitioners' vision will naturally become higher and higher, and they can easily find many problems in low-level practitioners that they don't know.