Chapter 170 Leader Zhang Jian
Faced with the abundant shouting and provocation, a group of psychics were filled with anger.
However, these people were still relatively restrained and looked at Jingtian and Zhang Jian.
"Don't look at me. As long as you defeat him, you can at least become a deputy leader!" Jingtian understood the psychology of these people and spoke directly.
Jingtian now has absolute ability. If he says he wants to be the leader, these people will definitely not object at all.
Hearing Jingtian's words, these psychics were immediately cheered up.
After some noisy discussions, a person with special abilities finally stood up.
He is a late fourth-level wind-type mutant.
Same properties as Victoria amazonica.
Without much nonsense, the psychic condensed a wind ball from twenty meters away and whistled towards Feng Fu.
The wind system itself is weird and fast.
But there is no combat skills to cooperate with it, it is just slightly faster than the release of ordinary superpowers.
Fu Rong stood where he was, without any intention of dodging. He held the mop handle in one hand and flipped the dagger in the other hand, slashing it from bottom to top.
puff!
The wind ball, which looked extremely powerful, was cut in half two meters in front of Feng Yu and then dissipated.
"It's condensed but not solid. The attack of the psychic is really disappointing."
Rich smiled faintly, full of disdain.
The richness at this time was completely different from the calmness and elegance before. It was proud and arrogant, with an unparalleled domineering attitude.
"snort!"
The psychic on the opposite side was enraged, snorted coldly, and kept throwing out psychic attacks.
In addition to the wind ball, there were also some rough wind blades.
Obviously, the previous attack was somewhat tentative, and now it is the ultimate move.
This psychic has obviously done some research on the use of his supernatural powers.
Although the wind blade is crude, it does have some resemblance to supernatural combat skills.
However, none worked.
Fuyou didn't even move his feet, he just waved the dagger casually, and the wind attacks were completely disintegrated.
It felt like a joke, no pressure at all.
"It seems that this is all you are capable of. Let's stop here!"
Fu Rong disintegrated all the attacks, and his figure flashed and quickly rushed towards the psychic.
His speed is astonishing, considering he only has one foot.
By the time the psychic reacted and tried to dodge, it was too late.
"Don't move, I can cut !"
A rich voice sounded, and at this time his dagger was already across the throat of the psychic.
"Sister Xiaoyue, my dad is awesome, right?"
On the Ares, Feng Yuxuan watched his father win, and couldn't help but say to Tong Yue with a hint of pride, "If he hadn't been injured, my father's Phantom Steps would be several times faster than it is now, and his shadow wouldn't be visible within dozens of meters!"
"Uncle Feng is so awesome. Can you also do this mysterious step?" Tong Yue nodded seriously and then asked Feng Yuxuan.
The two kids started chatting in whispers.
The woman in black robe could also see the battle outside on the Ares.
She had no reaction at all to Fuyou's victory, and most of the time her eyes were on the dagger in Fuyou's hand.
After Fu Rong won, he did not make things difficult for the psychic. After the other party admitted defeat, he retracted the dagger and returned to his original position.
"Go on, one or two of us can bully you, come with more!" Feng Fu continued to arrogantly provoke the remaining psychics.
"Fuck, this guy is so powerful, Xiaotian, did you know that?"
It took Zhang Jian a while to come back to his senses after Fu Rong's victory. He asked Jing Tian with a strange expression.
"It was just a guess originally, but now I've seen it with my own eyes. Not to mention a level 4 psychic, even that Yang Jue may not be his match." Jingtian said.
"No way? If he was so awesome, why was he so miserable before?" Zhang Jian was a little unconvinced.
"That depends on whether he was already injured when he came here." Jingtian smiled faintly.
In fact, you don’t need to ask to know that Fu Qiang’s injury has not been a one-day thing, otherwise he wouldn’t be so miserable.
While they were talking here, the battle started again on the other side.
This time, five psychics stood out at once.
These five people are all level 4 psychics, and they have different attributes. With such a combination, even if the opponent is a level 5 psychic, he will not be able to contend with it.
As soon as the battle started, supernatural elements flew all over the sky, and it seemed so abundant that there was no room to dodge.
But Fu Rong had no intention of dodging.
Faced with the overwhelming supernatural attacks, he just fought head-on.
He kept waving the dagger in his hand, and any supernatural attacks that came into contact with the dagger would dissipate.
At the same time, rich footsteps are slowly moving forward.
Apparently Rich was slowed down on purpose.
He could have rushed forward faster, but he did this, intentionally giving the psychic more opportunities to attack.
Gradually, the frequency of supernatural attacks slowed down, and Fuyu was getting closer and closer to them.
It is absolutely fatal for a person with special abilities to be approached by a martial artist of ancient times.
"We give up!"
Just when Feng Yu was about five meters away from several psychics, one of them simply admitted defeat.
The other few people looked at each other. Although their expressions were not very pleasant, they finally nodded to show their surrender.
After accepting the result of defeat, these psychics looked at Feng Yu again with a hint of awe in their eyes.
The strong are always respected.
"Who else?"
When Fu Qiang saw that several people admitted defeat, he smiled slightly, turned around and shouted again at all the steel barrel members.
The scene suddenly became quiet.
Everyone looked at each other, and no one stepped forward.
Of course, if these thousands of psychics attack collectively, Feng Fu will definitely not be able to resist.
But that’s not how the game is played.
Unless someone is capable of defeating Fengchu alone, there is no need to fight this battle.
"Your reactions have already given us the answer. I will now announce that Feng Rong will be the second leader of the stronghold and will assist Leader Zhang Jian in managing the Demon City stronghold. I believe that with their leadership, the Demon City stronghold will become stronger and stronger!"
Seeing that no one moved, Jingtian knew that Fuyou’s goal of establishing authority had been achieved, so he spoke loudly.
After a few seconds of silence, there was a burst of shouting.
"Chief Zhang, Deputy Chief Feng!"
“…”
Zhang Jian was dazed at first, but was soon overwhelmed by the crowd's cheers, which became louder and louder.
