Chapter 390 Chu Feng Is My Idol

Chu Feng glanced at the other party and said bluntly: "What is your purpose of pretending to be Feng Xingping?"

The thin man was slightly startled, rolled his eyes, and said carelessly: "I am Feng Xingping. If I am fake, what else do I need to pretend to be?"

"Since you don't want to say it, then I have no choice but to take action."

Chu Feng shook his head helplessly.

The thin man felt a shiver in his heart and said hurriedly: "Have you never heard of my name? I am Feng Xingping, one of the three people who should not be messed with! The most powerful psychopath in history! How dare you attack me?"

Chu Feng turned a deaf ear and slowly raised his left hand and pointed it at the thin man. A piece of purple light shot out and instantly penetrated into the opponent's eyes.

"Forehead..."

The thin man groaned in pain and his eyes became confused.

Chu Feng rushed up to the thin man, stretched out a big hand, and clamped his neck firmly.

The thin man broke free from the illusion and found himself in Chu Feng's hands, his eyes full of horror.

Chu Feng looked at the other party and said coldly: "Whatever I ask you next, I will answer it honestly. If you dare to play any tricks, I will destroy you!"

The thin man kept nodding, completely shocked by Chu Feng's ferocious power.

Chu Feng let go of his hand and asked, "What's your name? Why are you pretending to be Feng Xingping?"

The thin man took a sharp breath and said in panic: "My name is Tan Sanjiang. The reason why I pretended to be Feng Xingping is to use his name to scare others, so that I can easily win the game."

"So that's what happened."

Chu Feng suddenly realized.

Feng Qingping now has a bad reputation, and most people are really a little scared when they meet him.

In this way, the game can indeed be won without any bloodshed.

The burly man from before pretended to be him for the same purpose.

It's a pity that they were not lucky enough to meet him as the real owner.

"I have told the truth, can you let me go?"

Tan Sanjiang said in a trembling voice.

"what are you thinking?"

Chu Feng grabbed the other person's neck and sneered at the corner of his mouth: "I don't care if you pretend to be someone else, but you can't pretend to be my friend. I will give you a little strength today."

"Woooo..."

Tan Sanjiang was so frightened that he almost peed, his face turned pale.

"Xiao Tie, give him a thousand-year kill!"

Chu Feng gave an order.

The Thousand-Year Kill is a killing move that directly strikes the soul and will definitely leave an indelible impression on the opponent.

It is most appropriate to use this move to teach the other party a lesson.

"receive!"

Xuantian Divine Turtle quickly moved behind Tan Sanjiang, stretched out a claw, and poked at a certain part.

"Forehead..."

Tan Sanjiang groaned in pain, his whole body trembled violently, his eyes rolled up, and he fainted.

"What a waste!"

Chu Feng showed contempt and threw Tan Sanjiang to the ground.

Suddenly, a mechanical voice sounded in my ears.

[At the end of this game, the winner, Chu Feng, won 1 point. 】

As soon as the sound fell, Chu Feng and Xuantian Shen teleported back to the shelter.

Since there was almost no consumption in the first two games, Chu Feng did not rest, but led Niu Mo to start the third game non-stop.

In the fighting space, on the ring, stood a young man.

He is not tall, but has a strong body and well-defined muscles.

Wearing a black vest, the tight fabric wrapped around his broad shoulders and thick chest, highlighting his strength and strength.

The muscles of the arms under the vest are tense and the lines are smooth, exuding a kind of restrained strength.

The face has clear outlines, three-dimensional facial features, and deep eyes showing determination and confidence.

The hair is short and neat, highlighting the ability and spirit.

The overall look is like a cheetah ready to go, full of vitality and passion.

The two sides looked at each other, and the short man spoke first: "Rubio, what do you call me?"

"Again?"

Chu Feng was also speechless.

Instinctively, I thought the other party was impersonating Rubio.

How do you meet such a person?

How evil!

Chu Feng chuckled: "My name is Chu Feng!"

"Chu Feng?"

The short and stocky man looked Chu Feng up and down, his eyes suddenly filled with a fierce light, and sneered: "You want to pretend to be Chu Feng to scare me? You are like you, do you think you are worthy?"

Chu Feng's mouth widened involuntarily, "What's wrong with me like this?"

The short and stocky man curled his lips, "Chu Feng is the number one fierce man in the Brave Competition, what a wise man! Look at yourself, besides being more handsome, how can you compare with Chu Feng? You have Chu Feng's temperament Do you have the grace of Chu Feng? Why don’t you pretend to be Chu Feng and take a picture of yourself?”

Niu Mo was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Chu Feng and whispered: "Boss, is this guy praising you? Or is he making fun of you?"

"I'm not so sure either."

Chu Feng rubbed his nose, then faced the short and stocky man, and said meaningfully: "Your evaluation of Chu Feng is relatively objective and fair. I also agree with your point of view. In addition, I am actually Chu Feng."

"ah?"

The short and stocky man was stunned for a moment, then became furious: "I'm warning you, if you dare to pretend to be Chu Feng again and insult my idol, your legs will be broken today!"

Chu Feng was stunned.

Since the other party regards him as an idol.

Isn’t it a bit unreasonable to give him more strength later?

Chu Feng said earnestly: "Brother, since you admire me so much, you should take the initiative to admit defeat. I don't want to torture you!"

"Ha ha!"

The short and stocky man smiled instead of getting angry: "After saying so much, you still don't repent, so I can only give you some color to show you!"

"bring it on!"

Chu Feng opened the space ring and took out the mountain shovel.

"Wait a moment!"

The short and stocky man interrupted, then stared at the shovel and asked tentatively: "You use a shovel as a weapon?"

"As a farmer, isn't it normal for me to use a shovel as a weapon?"

Chu Feng shrugged.

The short and stocky man swallowed: "I heard that Chu Feng used a golden shovel. So, are you really Chu Feng?"

"Guaranteed replacement if fake!"

Chu Feng smiled and was noncommittal.

"Since you are Chu Feng, there is no need to fight. I am definitely not your opponent."

The stocky man grinned.

Chu Feng looked at the other party intently, "What do you call your Excellency?"

The short and stocky man scratched his head: "Didn't I tell you just now? My name is Rubio."

"That's Rubio!"

Chu Feng was slightly startled and chuckled: "As one of the three people who cannot be messed with, you must be very strong. Why don't you fight with me? If you just admit defeat, are you willing to do so?"

Rubio explained: "My strength is on par with Feng Xingping's. If you can easily crush Feng Xingping, you can definitely crush me too. I will not humiliate myself!"