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Chapter 920: Do you want to stop thinking about it?

 "Okay! He chose me, he chose me..."

After repeated confirmations, Linglong was convinced that the person Han Feng was referring to just now was her.

Her excitement at this moment was unbearable to everyone.

Why does she feel a little excited?

This is a battle of honor that concerns the first battle between two bloodlines. Shouldn't you be nervous?

Are you so sure?

"Why do I feel like something is wrong?"

"Why does this little girl give me the illusion that she is the strongest among these three people even though she is looking at her?"

"Damn it, is this an illusion?"

"It's impossible. She's so young. It stands to reason that no matter how talented she is, she won't be much stronger."

Everyone was talking about it, but Han Feng didn't know it. He didn't realize at all that he had chosen the one he couldn't mess with.

At this moment, he was still secretly chuckling.

"Hehe, this little thing is easy to bully at first sight, but after a while I beat her to tears. I wonder what her Zixia lineage says."

Immediately, Han Feng's confidence increased greatly, and it could be said that Han Feng had already secured the victory.

Poor him, because he had just come out of seclusion not long ago, he had never seen Xu Feng, his fellow disciple who was beaten violently. Otherwise, he would definitely regret his choice.

"I'll choose her! Huh...don't you, Zixia's lineage, claim that everyone can beat up my Tiandao Peak disciples? I want to see if she has this ability."

Han Feng said righteously.

Everyone couldn't help but scorn him.

"I'm really not ashamed. After all, I am also a senior brother of the Heavenly Dao lineage. I have been practicing for a hundred years. If you are asked to choose, it is to give you face. You are still shameless. Instead of choosing the strongest chief, you choose a little girl."

"Everyone with a discerning eye can see that the little girl is only five or six years old. Isn't this bullying?"

Many people present were quite upright and talked about Han Feng's shamelessness.

Mainly, they still want to see a real showdown between strong men, rather than this ridiculous dramatic showdown.

Han Feng didn't care at all about everyone's comments. He only had one thing on his mind at the moment.

That is to defeat Linglong, then slap Ye Qiu hard in the face, and regain the situation just now.

And his master approved his behavior and even reminded him to think carefully and make a good choice.

Now that it’s all said and done, no matter how stupid he is, he should know it.

Choosing well means to win!

No matter what means you use, no matter how big you bully the small, as long as you win, everything will be easy.

Thinking to himself, Han Feng glanced at his master with a hint of pride and found that he had a sullen face and said nothing. He didn't know how he was feeling?

Looking at Ye Qiu opposite, his expression was even more astonished, even shocked.

"Do you really want to choose her?"

Looking at Han Feng's high-spirited look, Ye Qiu suddenly couldn't bear it and was ready to give him another chance.

After all, such a blow is too heavy. If you are not careful, your Taoist mind will be unstable.

"Do you want to think about it again?"

Ye Qiu continued to persuade.

Unexpectedly, Han Feng said in an extremely firm tone: "No, I will choose her."

"What? Your majestic son of God, must you regret it?"

"You said it yourself just now, any one of your three disciples can defeat my Tiandao Peak disciples. Is it possible that you have no confidence in your own disciples?"

Han Feng believed that Ye Qiu's persuasion was tantamount to self-exposure.

It made him even more sure that he had made the right choice, otherwise Ye Qiu would not have persuaded him to choose again.

This is because I am afraid of losing, so I do it intentionally.

Humph, I am smart and can see the truth of the matter at a glance. You can’t deceive me.
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