Super Treasure Chest Lottery System

The Feng family's training square covers an extremely large area, and inside it is equipped with many training facilities and instruments for testing various data of the practitioners' bodies.

Suddenly, a group of people poured into the training ground, which attracted the attention of those who were originally there.

"This Feng Yu knows that the person in charge of borrowing authority is Feng Mo's cousin, yet he still dares to borrow spiritual skills. I wonder what he thinks?"

"You're right, just look at it, no matter how well Feng Yu performs, I'm afraid Luo Qing will not be able to tell! I think Feng Yu will be insulated from spiritual arts in the future!" Someone said pitifully.

"It's strange that Feng Yu really doesn't know how to keep a low profile. He becomes lawless when he has a little bit of power! He deserves it!"

Listening to everyone's disdain and ridicule towards Feng Yu, Luo Qing sneered at Feng Yu playfully: "Everyone knows the truth, why are you so stubborn? Give up, you can't survive in the Feng family anymore!"

Feng Yu wasn't angry either, he just curled his lips and said, "That's a lot of nonsense!"

"You!" Luo Qing was so angry that veins popped up on his forehead. He thought to himself that this guy really doesn't know what his situation is. Shouldn't anyone be begging him in a low voice now?

Well, even if Feng Yu begged him in a low voice, he would not agree.

"Okay, let's test your talent in "The Lost Steps" first!" Luo Qing gritted his teeth.

"How to test?"

Luo Qing's eyes rolled, and he smiled strangely and said to Feng Yu: "The Mizong Step is a spiritual technique that increases speed. In this case, you can use the Mizong Step and run twenty laps around this square for me.

Take a look, if I am satisfied, I will allow you to borrow this spiritual technique!"

Feng Yu squinted at Luo Qing, and then circled the entire training ground. This training ground was two to three kilometers long. If he ran twenty laps, even if he was a monk, he would be tired.

Half dead!

The most important thing is that after he was exhausted and finished twenty laps, if Luo Qing said one more word that he was dissatisfied, wouldn't he be like a wild dog being played with at will?

Others also understood Luo Qing's intention, and they all looked at Feng Yu with sneers. What's more, they were still cheering and shouting: "Run! Open your eyes for us!"

Faintly scanning these people, Feng Yu suddenly said to Luo Qing: "I would like to ask, since you can identify my talent in "Mistake Steps", it means that you have also practiced this

Sect spirit technique?"

Hearing this, Luo Qing said proudly: "Of course, I am proficient in all the spiritual arts in the Spiritual Arts Pavilion. Otherwise, how can I judge other people's qualifications?"

Feng Yu was waiting for his words, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Why are you laughing? If you don't run away quickly, do you want to borrow spiritual skills?" Luo Qing was displeased and thought to himself, I will kill you if I don't kill you today!

Feng Yu sneered, looked at Luo Qing and said, "It's such a waste of time to run in circles. I have a suggestion?"

"Hey, are you reviewing your talent or mine? You have no room for bargaining!" Luo Qing snorted coldly.

Feng Yu smiled faintly and suddenly said loudly: "My suggestion is that we compete with each other using "Mistake Steps". As long as you can touch the corner of your clothes, I will give up this spiritual art. How about it?"

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"What?" Luo Qing looked at Feng Yu in shock. Could it be that this person's brain is broken?

You must know that although Luo Qing has no talent in practicing Mizongbu, he has at least practiced it for a few years. How long has Feng Yu been practicing? For an hour or two, you dare to challenge him?

Even the onlookers were stunned by Feng Yu's words.

Feng Yu has only been practicing spiritual arts for a long time, but he wants to challenge Luo Qing, who has been practicing "Mizongbu" for many years? Is he mentally ill?

There are also some "smart" people who have seen the "truth", "I think Feng Yu obviously doesn't want to run around and be humiliated by Luo Qing, so he wants to find a way out for himself, so he came up with this method.

Everyone suddenly nodded, after all, this was the most reasonable explanation.

Luo Qing took a deep breath, stared at Feng Yu, and asked suspiciously: "What is the purpose of proposing such a method that is not beneficial to you?"

"In a way that's not conducive to me?" Feng Yu glanced at Luo Qing, suddenly laughed and said, "You don't think you're sure to win, do you?"

The laughter stopped, and Feng Yu said in a very contemptuous tone: "Luo Qing, you think too highly of yourself!"

"But you have only practiced for an hour..."

"Some people practice for a lifetime and are still useless, but some people can practice for a long time." Feng Yu sneered coldly: "What kind of talent do you have and what talent do I have, are you worthy of comparing with me?"

"You! Arrogant!" Luo Qing was so ridiculed that he flew into a rage. He glared at Feng Yu and said directly without thinking: "Okay, I want to try to see how capable you are of talking nonsense here!"

"Refreshing!" Feng Yu said with a smile.

"Uh?" Looking at Feng Yu's cunning eyes, Luo Qing's expression changed slightly, and he found that he seemed to have been cheated.

In fact, he could have completely rejected Feng Yu's proposal, firmly let Feng Yu run around, toy with him and then directly judge him as unqualified and let him get out in despair.

However, now that he had fallen victim to Feng Yu's provoking method, he had to compete with Feng Yu. Although he thought he would not lose, what if it happened?

The originally foolproof result had some variables added out of thin air.

"Humph! Jing knows how to play some tricks!" Luo Qing muttered to himself depressingly.