"So fierce."
Xiao Ziyue stared at Chen Feng, her eyes twinkling with stars.
Yan Yu, however, furrowed his brow tightly, always feeling that Chen Feng was playing the pig to eat the tiger.
On the stage, the old principal and Qin Yao also had their eyebrows locked in a frown, shock mingled with doubt.
Chen Feng's performance was a bit too defying, not resembling that of a newbie at all.
After all, Feng Yuan was of Heavenly Dao realm, yet he was being bloodily tortured like this.
The seemingly unreasonable teasing moves that Chen Feng executed actually contained mysteries, and he could easily dodge every attack from Feng Yuan. He stuck close, either grabbing Feng Yuan's nose or pulling his ear; Feng Yuan couldn't do anything about it, which was no small feat.
After being bloodily tortured by Chen Feng for three minutes, Feng Yuan's mentality completely collapsed, and tears appeared in his eyes: "I... I concede, just stop kicking my ass, damn it."
