3220 Grand Kick
Mu Yan wanted to slap Bu Jingyu.
However, Bu Jingyu hid behind Zhu Yi and made faces at Mu Yan.
Mu Yan was furious.
Meanwhile, the second giant walked onto the stage.
It was Babei.
The purity of the five brothers’ bloodline was ranked according to their ages. Badong’s was the purest, and Babu had the least pure blood of them all.
Babei was slightly better than Babu.
“Feng Xun, bring it on!”
Babei challenged Feng Xun.
Feng Xun snorted. “What are you waiting for?”
Less than five minutes later, Feng Xun kicked Babei off the stage while he stood there without a scratch on him.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
They couldn’t believe their eyes.
Feng Xun won!
He had won two games in a row!
Resting his hands on his waist, Feng Xun shouted at the Dongsang Kingdom’s people. “Anyone else? Who’s next?!”
Feng Wu rubbed her forehead, finding her brother rather idiotic. She wished she didn’t know him.
The five brothers were all infuriated by Feng Xun.
Basi was next.
Unfortunately, he didn’t last long before Feng Xun kicked him off the stage.
How did this happen?
Everybody was baffled.
How was this possible?
However, they panicked when Banan also fell off the stage.
“Hahahaha —”
Feng Xun had never been so pleased with himself before. Resting his hands on his waist, he shouted at the Dongsang Kingdom’s side. “Is there anyone else? Anyone?”
Badong took a deep breath and opened his eyes.
Zhu Yi spoke at that moment.
“Watch out for his kick. Try not to give him any chance.”
Badong nodded.
Meanwhile, the people of the Junwu Empire were over the moon.
“Wow! We’ve turned things around!”
“Today must be our lucky day! We’ve turned the tide twice already!”
“The Dongsang Kingdom must be furious!”
…
Badong wouldn’t accept it.
He was the most capable of the five brothers because he had the purest bloodline.
His strength came from his giant bloodline.
His battle against Feng Xun started while everybody watched excitedly.
It was the most intriguing battle so far.
Once Badong successfully topped Feng Xun’s kicks, the game reached a stalemate.
Badong punched with fists as heavy as large rocks.
Although Feng Xun was a Level 9 Spiritual King, he probably couldn’t withstand a direct punch.
Feng Xun barely had a chance to attack.
When he finally found an opportunity to use his kick, he was soon interrupted.
Thump!
Badong kicked at Feng Xun’s right shin, and the latter grimaced in pain.
That hurt!
Feng Xun confronted Badong with a limp.
However, Badong had seen Feng Xun’s weakness and kept attacking the injured leg.
The energy felt like a tidal wave.
Feng Xun’s face darkened, and he kept falling back.
Meanwhile, Zhu Yi smiled in satisfaction and murmured, “If Feng Xun can fuse with my master’s Grand Kick, the enhancement of his legs would be a real transformation. Otherwise…”
Zhu Yi was only mentioning it in passing, but somebody was listening carefully.
Feng Wu was concerned with the battle, so she didn’t miss Zhu Yi’s comment.
She glanced at Zhu Yi.