"Pah...!"

There was a crisp slap and a horrified sound, and the eyes of the dozens of people watching the excitement could not help but widen.

There were only two people in front of that bookshelf, one was the fool Ning Tao who they treated as a slave, and the other was a direct member of the Han family, a little genius, Han Fei!

Before, Ning Tao ignored them, looked up at the ceiling, and even shed tears. He had no sense of image. They couldn't help laughing, and even encouraged each other to deal with him.

Because of his ignorance, many people were dissatisfied. A slave dared to despise them so much. Finally, Han Fei couldn't help but stand up and go to deal with him.

When everyone saw this, they were naturally happy. When they saw Han Fei deliberately bumping into Ning Tao, they were overjoyed. But the next second, everyone's cheeks hurt and they were stunned.

That Ning Tao blocked the incoming slap with one hand, and then slapped him with his backhand. The force was so strong that Han Fei's face was almost slapped to the back of his neck, and it instantly swelled into a balloon.

"hiss……!"

Dozens of people took a breath, their pupils were horrified, and they didn't react at all. The slave actually hit the master?

Manager Feng on the side opened his mouth when he saw this, with a look of astonishment on his face. Then his eyes flashed, and he actually hit the person first. This time, you will be guilty of a serious crime.

"call……!"

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, he opened his eyes and turned into a big man with angry eyes. His face was impartial and ruthless. An Oscar-winning actor... is now online!

I saw Manager Feng shouting: "Ning Tao, you are a low-class guest, you actually dare to cause trouble in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and you dare to hurt your direct clan members, and wantonly violate the rules...!"

"Do you know...what crime should be committed?"

As soon as this statement came out, it immediately aroused the resonance of dozens of people. They looked at Ning Tao with displeasure and roared angrily. They even threatened to guillotine him and make him disgraced for life...!

Hearing these roars, Ning Tao had a gloomy look on his face, and the muscles on his face trembled. Others didn't know how furious he was. He wanted to cut Han Fei into pieces with a thousand knives!

That collision was like a knife, cutting off all the auras that burst out in his mind. He only completed the first three steps of his self-created nine steps to the sky. It was difficult to perfect!

In anger, he slapped him out. Even if he regretted it now, it was already too late, and his hatred value was maxed out.

The man in front of him twisted his neck and covered his cheeks with a dull expression. He looked at Ning Tao and said in shock: "You... hit me?"

Hearing this, Ning Tao snorted coldly. Before he could speak, a fist seal came, mixed with strong wind.

"If you dare to hit me, I'll kill you!"

"stop!"

Manager Feng suddenly stepped in between the two of them and directly suppressed Han Fei who was about to riot, with a look of helplessness on his face.

"Big fights are not allowed in the Sutra Pavilion, only "short discussions and confirmations" are allowed. This is the rule. If anyone dares to cause trouble, he will be dealt with directly according to the clan rules without mercy!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces showed suspicion, and some of the words seemed to be bitten very hard, with ulterior motives.

Han Fei looked furious, desperate, and said ferociously: "Damn bastard, if you dare to go out and fight me to the death, if I don't make you doubt your life, I won't call you Master Fei!"

Hearing this, Ning Tao had an idea and said quietly: "But before I came to the Sutra Pavilion, Miss Han Xue said that if anyone dares to touch you, I will make him... semi-disabled!"

"Well!"

Everyone stared, dumbfounded, and subconsciously looked at Han Fei. Just now, he had wildly said that he would beat people to the point of doubting their lives. Now...do you feel pain in your face?

When Han Fei saw dozens of people looking over, his face turned red and his muscles were trembling. He retorted angrily: "You are joking, how could the eldest lady know you? Don't pretend to be a big-tailed wolf with me."

"I want to compete with you, do you dare?"

When Manager Feng heard this, he suddenly interjected and said forcefully: "As long as there is no big fuss, it's okay to discuss things. What just happened is not over yet. If you don't agree... we won't agree!"

Ning Tao narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled, a bright smile, as if he had been restrained for too long and was finally released.

"Discuss? Okay...!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd exploded and became red-eyed. The slave actually dared to agree to the sparring and wanted to be tortured and satisfied!

Han Fei was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly he was overjoyed. A fierce light shot out from his eyes, and a fierce look appeared on his face. Since it was a sparring match, it was inevitable that he would be injured. It was... normal!

When Manager Feng heard this, he suddenly smiled slyly and said: "Since we are fighting, I will be a witness and explain to you one way of fighting, which is to use... slap in the face!"

"With my order, whoever can hit whom first will end in one round. It doesn't matter which part, as long as you can hit it first, even if you win, you will go first... for a hundred rounds."

"hiss!"

When everyone heard this, they took a deep breath and subconsciously covered their faces. They had basically played this competition before. It could also be said to be a slap-in-the-face game, to see who was faster.

But in previous competitions, Han Fei was the biggest winner, because he was the fastest among them, and he even had a skill called Extreme Wind, which made him unable to even see his shadow.

More importantly, it’s a hundred rounds!

You must know that Han Fei is in the early stage of infant refining, and he has even used a unique skill. How can he destroy the egg with just one palm?

Under a hundred palms, does that slave still have face?

Hearing this, Han Fei glanced at Manager Feng gratefully and said cheerfully: "I have no problem, let's start quickly."

"Wait a minute!"

Ning Tao suddenly interrupted, and everyone was stunned, thinking that he was about to refuse, but they were shocked to see him take a slave book and read it, "cut it with a knife", and read it quickly.

"Okay, show me your face," Ning Tao said calmly, holding the book and looking at the knife.

"Holy shit... you're so arrogant. Master Fei slapped him. He's just a slave's secret skill. If you show this country bumpkin the powerful secret skill of my Han family, you won't give up until you slap him into a pig's head!"

All the spectators roared, their faces red and their necks thick.

When Han Fei heard this, he was filled with confidence and high spirits. He smiled lightly and said, "I can deal with you with just one hand."

Ning Tao looked calm when he saw this. Just a dozen breaths ago, his breath finally integrated into this world.

When Manager Feng saw that everything was ready, he immediately laughed ferociously and waited to see the show. Han Fei had never lost in this competition, so he immediately said loudly: "Let the competition begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Fei was extremely arrogant and arrogant. He held one hand behind his back and the other hand seemed to be in slow motion. He said slowly and jokingly: "Ji... wind... hand!"

Snap...!

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped, which blinded him and made his eyes wide open.

"Extreme... wind!"

"Crack!"

"pole…!"

"Crack!"

"ah……!"

"Crack!"

After three palm strikes, Han Fei was dumbfounded. His eyes were as wide as copper bells, and his face was even redder and swollen like a pig's head. The hand hadn't even fallen yet.
Chapter completed!