So, in the next hour, all kinds of curiosity seekers, attackers, and greedy people flocked in.
Ye Feng truly witnessed what it meant when those who refused to obey were like clouds and those who were destroyed were like rain.
I saw all kinds of faces that were more domineering, cool and arrogant than Safeng, but none of them could last for a minute.
Some people just don't believe it. After choosing long-range combat, they choose melee combat. After choosing jungle combat, they choose monster fighting. They even choose blind shooting. However, they all end up in defeat. Finally, they leave with reluctance.
Ye Feng's hands were numb from collecting money, but Sa Feng was becoming increasingly bored with the process.
Ye Feng wanted to say, Brother, you are here to give me money, but you are so picky.
The time was up and there were over a hundred people present, so Safeng announced the end of work without any delay.
Ye Feng dismissed the challengers who were still queuing at the door.
Looking at the newly minted 500,000 cards in my account, I have a lot of thoughts. If I could make money at a certain level...
Then this can be considered the king.
Chunchun is using the aura of kingship to manifest.
Safeng walked to stand beside Ye Feng, tilted his head and smiled meaningfully, then said slowly, "Now, it's your turn."
He moved his arms and legs a few times and began to check the sensitivity of the joints of the machine.
Ye Feng is a little more difficult to deal with than those people this time, but the result is the same.
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and squinted at him, his mouth curling up into a provocative arc: "Okay, how about we also place a bet?"
He began to stretch his arms and legs to warm up. This was the moment he had been looking forward to, and he was eager to try it out.
Safeng smiled and said, "Okay, what do you want to bet on?"
Ye Feng raised his head: "Whoever is stronger is the boss!"
“This is good!”
Safeng liked him very much, he was determined to be the guy, then he took two steps back, put some distance between them and hooked his finger.
"Let's choose the close combat you're best at. How about that? You can use any weapon you want, and I'll go barehanded. Furthermore, I promise not to use any mental attacks or coercion."
Ye Feng glanced at him sideways: "Are you sure?"
"Of course," Safeng said proudly, "I must make you convinced!"
"good!"
Ye Feng didn't bother to be polite with him. He took out his dagger and attacked.
This is the first time that Safeng fights with Ye Feng.
This guy is really tough in close combat.
His moves are too tricky and weird, always appearing unexpectedly from an unimaginable angle. Combined with the dagger, it feels like he is elusive and impossible to defend against.
"Who did you learn these moves from?"
Safeng raised his arm to block Ye Feng's attack, but Ye Feng retracted his hand, turned around like a loach, touched his back, and raised his hand to mess up Safeng's hair.
"You wouldn't know me even if I told you, but—"
Safeng seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and he dodged by tilting his head.
Ye Feng did not give up. He kept trying, jumped up, turned around, and kicked sideways, still aiming at the messy hair.
Then he said, "If I win, I can teach you."
"Then you have to work harder."
Safeng quickly dodged and instructed: "Don't always hold the dagger in your hand. You can control the weapon through the air by using your mental power. Do you want to try it?"
"really?!"
When fighting with others in the cave, Ye Feng threw the dagger out and then picked it up with great effort. If he could control it in mid-air and move it back and forth, it would be much more comfortable.
Ye Feng tried to loosen his hand, but as soon as he did, the dagger began to fall.
Safeng took advantage of his distraction and rushed forward to grab his wrist.
Ye Feng dodged and the dagger fell to the ground with a "click".
Ye Feng laughed and scolded: "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"
Safeng rushed forward again: "It's like this on the battlefield.
"What you need to train is the instantaneous burst of mental strength. The more critical the situation, the more this ability will be tested.
"You have to concentrate on what you want it to do and how to make the move. The more specific and precise the better!"
Safeng's attack was quite swift, and Ye Feng tried his best to block it, without even having time to glance at the dagger.
"Let's see how many minutes it takes you to control it with your mental power. The time starts from now."
Safeng didn't give Ye Feng any chance at all. He pressed Ye Feng down like a storm, making him breathless, and he didn't forget to provoke him.
"I'm guessing it's ten minutes. How about teaching me a trick for every extra minute?"
Ye Feng knew that this person was deliberately interfering with him. Not wanting to suffer any loss, he gritted his teeth and said, "What if it's less than ten minutes?"
"For every minute you miss, I'll give you a piece of top-grade master-level equipment when I get back."
He noticed that Ye Feng in the cave was extremely envious of Wei Ziqiao's two top-grade weapons.
"Wow! So arrogant!"
After Ye Feng finished speaking, he began to speed up his hands.
"It's settled then, no regrets!"
"If you regret it, you don't deserve to be your brother!"
Safeng really didn't let up, his attacks were more fierce and powerful each wave, like the tide, always rising, as if there would never be a break.
Ye Feng naturally disagreed: "It's not certain whether I can do it or not!"
Safeng chuckled: "There will definitely be no low-probability events this time."
Five minutes later, Ye Feng's forehead was covered with sweat, and his pair of black pupils were moist and bright, with two flames burning brightly in them, and his fighting spirit was strong.
He tried twice, but each time the dagger was interrupted after just a few slight movements, and silence fell again.
As he became more and more courageous after setbacks, Ye Feng felt that there was nothing else in the world except the person in front of him, the dagger not far away, and the battle in front of him.
There was only one obsession in his mind - he wanted that dagger over!
Ye Feng found the right opportunity, approached Safeng, and instead of resisting the arm that Safeng stretched out, he entangled it.
He jumped along the arm and moved his whole body around Safeng's back, tightly wrapping around his waist. His two arms passed through Safeng's armpits and strangled him.
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