Wang Feng leaned against a tree with one leg dangling, and laughed as he explained to Xiao Hao.
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Xiao Hao was clearly unaware of this. Seeing the tiger pounce again, he quickly ran while shouting, "Master! Save me!"
If Jiang Hanxi were here, she would say: Goodness, you two, master and disciple, are truly cut from the same bone.
Wang Feng picked up a small pebble from the ground and flicked it at the tiger.
The tiger, in pain, was forced to retreat, much to Xiao Hao's delight, who thought Wang Feng would continue to attack.
"I'll only help you this once. Unless you're about to die, I won't lift a finger again!"
As a result, Wang Feng only shouted once and then stopped moving, sitting in the tree waiting to watch the show.
Xiao Hao knew that Wang Feng would no longer help him.
Helpless, he could only draw the three-foot-long Qingfeng sword of medium quality from his waist.
This sword was obtained by Wang Feng from the shop.
Since he was their own disciple, they couldn't let him suffer, so they immediately spent 500 Origin Points to buy him.
His current source of income, aside from the snacks and daily necessities he buys in his life.
There are 2325 points left.
"Come on, you stinking tiger, I have a master to protect me, but you don't!"
Xiao Hao roared and charged at the tiger.
The tiger was somewhat wary of the powerful enemy in the tree, but when it saw Xiao Hao coming to meet it, it became enraged and slapped down at him with its palm.
Knowing he was no match, Xiao Hao took advantage of the fact that he was still not quite proficient in the movement techniques that Wang Feng had taught him over the past few days.
I barely managed to dodge it, but I still got a few minor scratches on my body.
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