Uncle Zhang's words seemed to be filled with magic power, reaching Chen Feng's ears and constantly echoing in his mind. Although they were just for him to admit defeat, Chen Feng felt a warm current surge in his heart.
"Admit... admit defeat?"
Uncle Zhang kept talking, and a gentle wave of spiritual energy continued to emanate. Gradually, Chen Feng's eyes became a little distracted, and the hand holding the spear dropped, muttering something in his mouth.
"Yes, give up." Zhang Shuxunxun said: "As long as you give up, you will no longer have to fight endless battles and face the danger of the enemy."
"Really...really?" Chen Feng stared at Uncle Zhang expectantly like a child.
"Of course it's true." Looking at Chen Feng's appearance, Uncle Zhang smiled as innocently as a baby, but with his full head of white hair, he looked a little weird.
"As long as you give up resistance, you will no longer lose friends or relatives. You can do whatever you want."
"Friends? Relatives? Jia...Jiajia?"
Li Jiajia's name appeared in his mind, Chen Feng bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, and his consciousness returned to clarity.
Li Jiajia is still waiting for him to save her. If he gives up and his life is gone, how can he save her?
With a shake of his arm, the rune stone spear stabbed out instantly.
Uncle Zhang didn't expect that Chen Feng would regain his clarity so quickly, but was stabbed in the chest by the rune stone spear. If he hadn't reacted quickly and used his spiritual energy to protect his heart, he would have died at this moment.
"It's true that I underestimated you!" Uncle Zhang said no nonsense and rushed over.
The tiger transformed from spiritual energy came roaring with wind and rain, roaring angrily, and Chen Feng felt frightened.
The tiger waved its claws and slapped him hard, sending Chen Feng flying away.
"Ahem."
Chen Feng slid on the ground for more than ten meters before he stopped, opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
This white tiger's offensive is completely different from the previous ones, just like the difference between an adult and a child.
Chen Feng knew in his heart that just now Uncle Zhang was just playing around with him, but now he is serious about it.
But that's fine. He just lacked an opportunity to break through to innate perfection. This is a good opportunity.
The ferocious white tiger pounced over again, its sharp claws flashing a cold light.
Chen Feng raised the rune stone spear and barely blocked the tiger's claws, pressing his back tightly against the ground. No matter how hard he tried, he could not push away the tiger's claws, which were as heavy as mountains.
"Stop struggling fearlessly." Uncle Zhang looked at Chen Feng condescendingly, as if he were a superior god, occasionally interested in teasing the crawlers on the ground.
"Roar."
Bai Hu roared at Chen Feng. He felt as if his mind was hit by a heavy hammer, his consciousness was a little blurry, and his eyesight turned black for a while.
Then he slapped it with a claw, and the rune stone gun in his hand was lost somewhere. Chen Feng fell heavily to the ground, and his chest collapsed. If it weren't for the slight heaving, he would be no different from a dead man.
"Is this the gap?" Chen Feng's mind was filled with confusion. He struggled but couldn't get up.
"I was just teasing you. Do you really think you can kill me?" Uncle Zhang's words were filled with endless mockery.
"It is undeniable that you, Chen Feng, are a genius. You are the only person who is so talented that I can use all my strength."
Uncle Zhang stepped up from the sky: "But it's a pity that you are not strong enough after all. I am only one step away from innate perfection."
"The gap in realm is something that no matter how many magical powers you possess, treasures cannot make up for it."
Uncle Zhang stepped on Chen Feng's chest with a contemptuous expression: "If you let Han Xuan Bingyan recognize me as his master, I will abide by the promise I made to you before."