"What?"
Han Feng was a little confused.
Is there a woman outside?
Where did it come from?
Han Feng asked curiously, "Why did you only realize it now?"
Peashooter: "The woman came over in a canoe. She was such a small target, I didn't pay much attention to her."
"It's a canoe? Not an island?"
Han Feng's expression froze.
Shouldn't there be islands in the Sea of Annihilation?
Why was the other party riding in a canoe?
This is so weird.
Han Feng was distracted for a moment, then climbed up the stone wall and looked into the distance.
Sure enough, there was a canoe docked steadily on the sea more than 20 meters away.
A beautiful bald woman was lying on the canoe, like a blooming water lotus, with one hand supporting her chin, exuding an intoxicating and lazy aura.
Han Feng stared at the other person intently, and calmly activated his insight talent to observe him.
Target: Zhou Tong.
Level: 50.
Attributes: Undetectable.
Talent: Undetectable.
“It’s a bit mysterious.”
Han Feng muttered and asked coldly, "Did you freeze the surrounding seawater?"
"It's me."
Zhou Tong admitted it generously.
Han Feng's eyes flashed with sharpness, "Why are you doing this?"
Zhou Tong yawned leisurely, then slowly stood up. She looked at Han Feng intently, and a wicked smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth. "Before I can answer your question, I need to verify your strength. Only when you have my approval, are you qualified to talk to me."
"You're a monk, why don't you stay in the temple and show off your charm here? And I need your approval? Who do you think you are?"
Han Feng snorted disdainfully.
"You are the monk, your whole family are monks!"
Zhou Tong roared.
Han Feng rubbed his nose and asked, "Why do you have this hairstyle if you are not a monk?"
"I'm happy to, what's it to you?"
Zhou Tong huffed.
The Steel Bone Monkey rushed to Han Feng's side and reminded him, "Brother, she is a woman. Women should not be called monks, but nuns!"
"oh."
Han Feng nodded and smiled at Zhou Tong. "Sister, why did you come to me when you can stay in the nunnery?"
"You are the nun!"
Zhou Tong was furious.
Han Feng curled his lips and said, "What decent woman would have a bald head? Did something happen to you? Were you abandoned by a man? Tell me, buddy, and I'll give you some advice!"
"Han Feng's mouth is really mean!"
Yang Mi sighed speechlessly.
Zhao Yunxi chuckled, "Han Feng is just that kind of person. You'll just get used to it."
Zhou Tong's chest heaved with anger, and a layer of frost filled her beautiful eyes. "I told you not to hold your tongue, I'll tear that stinky mouth apart for you later."
"Many people have wanted to rip my mouth apart, but no one has been able to do it yet. I'm afraid you don't have the ability to do it."
Han Feng shrugged and smiled playfully.
"Look, I have it."
Zhou Tong growled and spread out his palm to push.
A white light shot out from the palm of his hand and quickly condensed into an ice cone more than five meters long, which shot towards Han Feng.
A terrifying chill emanated from the ice cone.
Even the air froze wherever it passed.
"He's also an ice mage."
Han Feng raised his eyebrows and waved his hand.
The power of space roared out and transformed into a silver ripple that spread out.
In an instant, the two collided.
Snap!
With a shattering sound, the ice cone was instantly cut in half.
"Space cutting!"
Zhou Tong's expression darkened slightly.
Han Feng smiled proudly, "You have already seen my strength, do you still want to continue fighting?"
"It's just the beginning, why are you showing off?"
Zhou Tong gritted his teeth, and his aura became more fierce.
"Then continue."
Han Feng looked calm and composed.
"Just wait!"
Zhou Tong jumped and arrived at the Island of Strong Men and Girls.
Everyone was shocked.
Is Zhou Tong planning to engage in close combat with Han Feng?
How unrealistic is this?
I wonder if Han Feng is known as the melee maniac?
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, then coughed lightly, "Aren't you an ice mage? How can a mage engage in close combat?"
"Who said mages can't play melee?"
Zhou Tong raised her eyebrows slightly, "If you are scared, just say it."
Han Feng curled his lips and said, "I have some experience in close combat, so I'll play with you."
"Today I'll let you experience the terror of a melee mage!"
Zhou Tong stepped hard and appeared in front of Han Feng in an instant. She clenched her white fist and hit Han Feng in the face.
As the punch was thrown, a layer of solid ice suddenly appeared on the fist, like an ice hammer.
Han Feng stretched out his hand and easily grasped the opponent's fist, making it unable to move at all.
"Sister, you dare to engage in close combat with your limited strength?"
Han Feng smiled contemptuously.
"You've been fooled."
Zhou Tong's lips curled up with a cunning look, and a sudden chill was released from the palm of his fist, spreading along Han Feng's arm. In the blink of an eye, Han Feng was frozen and turned into an ice sculpture.
"Still want to freeze me?"
Han Feng was not at all panicked and exerted force suddenly.
Click, click, click...
The ice covering his body shattered into pieces.
"You don't stand a chance."
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