The corner of Douluo's mouth twitched, and he raised his head to look at Han Feng with an expression that seemed to be spitting fire. He gritted his teeth and said, "You only know how to play dirty?"

Who would attack that part right away?

It's so insidious to the extreme!

Han Feng showed no shame at all, and said calmly, "Be it insidious or shameless, as long as it can defeat the opponent, it's a good method!"

"That makes perfect sense!"

Dou Luo was speechless.

Han Feng chuckled: "Brother Luo, do you have anything else to say?"

Douluo sneered: "You don't think you can control me, do you?"

Han Feng shrugged and said in a playful tone, "Isn't the truth right in front of you? Under my fierce attack, you have no power to resist at all. Are you unable to afford to lose?"

Douluo pouted, dismissing him. "You take yourself too seriously. This was just a warm-up. I haven't even displayed one ten-thousandth of my strength. If I were serious, I could crush you with just one finger."

"You're such a boaster! Since you refuse to accept my offer, I'll beat you until you do."

Han Feng's eyes darkened, and he kicked the fantasy doll in the crotch again.

Bang!

A loud bang suddenly rang out.

Han Feng's face suddenly stiffened.

At this moment, I could clearly feel a tearing pain in my crotch.

The pain came like an abyss. Han Feng only held on for a second before falling to the ground, holding his crotch.

"What's going on?"

Han Feng was confused.

The kick just now was clearly aimed at the fantasy doll, so the pain should have been felt by Douluo.

Why did it transfer to him?

Could it be that the fantasy doll's program is messed up?

Wrong target?

Thinking of this, Han Feng angrily questioned the fantasy doll: "What's wrong with you? I told you to deal with Douluo, why did you target me?"

The fantasy doll said confidently: "I didn't make a mistake in my target."

"Um?"

Han Feng was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Douluo.

I saw it also lying on the ground, groaning with its teeth bared, obviously in pain.

Han Feng was a little confused.

He and Douluo were hurt at the same time?

What is going on?

Suddenly, Han Feng thought of something.

Douluo has a talent of 'force is relative', maybe it's this talent that's causing trouble!

If this is the case, then we are in trouble.

Because when attacking Douluo, you will also be attacked, which is tantamount to hurting each other.

Douluo took a breath and smiled triumphantly: "Boy, keep attacking, why did you stop?"

Han Fengxu narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you want to play a trick with me to hurt each other?"

"Are you scared?"

Douluo chuckled.

"Let's play, I want to see who of us can handle it more!"

Han Feng snorted lightly.

Possessing healing talent is still an advantage.

Even if they hurt each other, he will definitely be the winner in the end.

“Come on!”

Douluo started to shout.

Han Feng quickly released a healing talent on himself, then slowly got up from the ground, staring at the fantasy doll with his eyes, and with a determined heart, he raised his foot and kicked it hard.

After ten consecutive kicks, Han Feng couldn't bear it anymore. He curled up on the ground, holding his crotch and wailing in pain.

Douluo wasn't in much better condition either, rolling on the ground in pain.

Bai Chong was so shocked that he sighed inwardly, "That's crazy!"

Kill one thousand enemies and lose one thousand of your own.

When Han Feng gets crazy, he even does it to himself!

What a ruthless person!

You can't refuse to accept it.

Han Feng groaned in pain for a while, quickly treated himself, and then gritted his teeth and climbed up from the ground.

Seeing Han Feng's action, Douluo's eyelids couldn't help but twitch: "Do you want to continue?"