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Lingfeng looked at Sweetheart Mask up and down and said aloud.

"Need not."

Sweetheart Mask slowly approached Ling Feng and said slowly.

Looking at Sweetheart Mask's movements, Ling Feng subconsciously leaned back.

"Then I have something else to do and I have to leave first."

Ling Feng took two steps back and walked toward the stairs.

I don't know if it was Ling Feng's misunderstanding. Why did he feel that this Sweetheart Mask was a bit gay?

"The reason why I stay in A-level is to prevent heroes without strength from being promoted to S-level, so I will always hold the number one spot in A-level."

Sweetheart Mask looked at Ling Feng's movements and said aloud.

"What do you mean?"

Ling Feng stopped and turned to look at Sweetheart Mask.

"What I mean is that I want to explore your depth."

Sweetheart Mask walked up to Ling Feng and said aloud.

"You want to have a fight with me?"

Ling Feng looked at Sweetheart Mask and raised his eyebrows.

"Follow me and let me see if you are worthy of the title of S-class hero."

After Sweetheart Mask finished speaking, he walked in one direction.

Ling Feng looked at Sweetheart Mask's back and followed him without saying anything.

Now that Sweetheart Mask has made a declaration of war, he will continue.

And Ling Feng also knew that Sweetheart Mask was just someone sent by the top brass of the Hero Association. The people who really wanted to see Ling Feng's strength were the top brass of the Hero Association.

Soon, the two arrived at the basement of the Heroes Association.

There is a huge open space here, enough for many heroes to display their abilities.

"Do you want to warm up?"

Sweetheart Mask took off his coat and threw it on the ground, revealing his strong muscles.

"I don't have to. If you want to warm up, I'll wait until you warm up before playing."

Ling Feng said aloud.

"Then let's get started."

As soon as Sweetheart Mask finished speaking, his whole body came directly in front of Ling Feng like black lightning.

Sweetheart Mask squatted down slightly, clenched his right hand into a fist and attacked Ling Feng's abdomen.

This includes an attack with half the strength of Sweetheart Mask. If it were some ghost-level monster, it would also die directly under Sweetheart Mask's fist.

"Your attack can't hurt me."

Ling Feng looked at Tianxin Mask's movements, and a white mist suddenly appeared on his body.

Then an armor made of ice appeared directly on Ling Feng's body.

However, Sweetheart Mask's fist fell on the armor without causing any damage.

"Is this your power?"

Sweetheart Mask knows the truth of missing a hit and escaping thousands of miles.

So after seeing that his attack did not cause harm to Ling Feng, he directly distanced himself from Ling Feng.

"Watch your step."

Lingfeng looked at Sweetheart Mask in the distance and stamped his left foot.

White ice cubes poured out from Ling Feng's left foot, running directly towards Sweetheart Mask.

Sweetheart Mask saw this and jumped back hastily.

Just by jumping back, he avoided the attack of the ice block.

I saw some ice spikes growing out of all the paths where the ice on the ground passed.

If Sweetheart Mask hadn't jumped back just now, his feet would have been pierced directly.

"Yesterday's fist, and today's superpower, how many secrets do you still have?"

Sweetheart Mask looked at Ling Feng tightly with his eyes, and rushed to Ling Feng again.

He knew that he should take the initiative to attack, otherwise when the ice blocks filled the entire basement, he would no longer have a foothold.

I saw Sweetheart Mask coming in front of Ling Feng and directly raised his palm.

His palm turned into a knife, and like an extremely sharp knife, he slashed directly towards Ling Feng's body.

The knife-like hand knife left a scratch directly on Ling Feng's armor.

And the scratches were not shallow. If Sweetheart Mask had used force, his hand knife would have been able to cut through Ling Feng's armor.

"I caught you."

At this time, Ling Feng's left hand directly grabbed Sweetheart Mask's arm.

In an instant, a lot of white mist poured out directly from Ling Feng's arms, gradually wrapping Sweetheart Mask's body.

The white mist dissipated quickly.

Sweetheart Mask's body was directly frozen by Ling Feng.

Now, except for Sweetheart Mask's head, everything is sealed by ice.

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Chapter 267 The atmosphere suddenly became awkward

"How do you feel now? Are you cold? Do you want me to let you out?"

Ling Feng looked at Sweetheart Mask, whose limbs were motionless in the ice, and said kindly.

"Need not……"

Sweetheart Mask blushed and gasped.

Obviously, Sweetheart Mask's limbs were constantly exerting force at this time, trying to break free from Ling Feng's ice.

"Okay then, come on slowly."

After hearing this, Ling Feng gave up the idea of ​​taking Sweetheart Mask out of the ice. He reached out and knocked on the ice twice, then stood aside and watched Sweetheart Mask's performance.

"Give...me...break!"

Sweetheart Mask took a deep breath and concentrated all his strength on his right hand, trying to free his right hand first and then break the ice in other parts.

But no matter how hard Sweetheart Mask's arms were, the ice cube remained motionless and not a single crack appeared.

At this time, Ling Feng felt that the phone in his pocket was vibrating.

I picked it up and saw that it was Fubuki calling.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Ling Feng picked up the phone and asked aloud.

"Where did you go? Why didn't I see you here in the Hero Association?"

Fubuki's voice came directly from the phone.

"I'm in the basement right now. I'll be there in a minute."

Ling Feng looked around and said aloud.

"Come up quickly. I will take you to meet some S-class heroes later."

After Fubuki finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Looking at the end call interface on his phone, Ling Feng turned to look at Sweetheart Mask not far away.

"Well, I'm going to meet the S-class hero now. Do you want me to release you?"

Ling Feng touched his head and said slowly.

Sweetheart Mask was stunned when he heard Ling Feng's words.

An awkward atmosphere gradually developed between the two.

‘Did I say the wrong thing? ’

Lingfeng looked at the silent Sweetheart Mask in front of him and thought in his heart.

Thinking about it carefully, Sweetheart Mask has rejected his request before, which shows that Sweetheart Mask has the ability to break free from his own ice block, it is just a matter of time.

And just now I asked Sweetheart Mask again, which obviously shows that I don't believe in Sweetheart Mask's strength.

It's like you can obviously accomplish something, but others don't believe it. This situation will really make your mentality explode.

When Ling Feng thought of this, he immediately understood why Sweetheart Mask's expression was as ugly as constipation.

This is obviously my own problem.

"Ahem, I know you can get out of the ice with your strength, so I won't bother you anymore."

Lingfeng coughed twice and said to Sweetheart Mask.

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he touched his hair a little embarrassedly and turned around to walk towards the second floor.

After all, he might have hurt Sweetheart Mask's self-esteem. Lingfeng just wanted to leave here quickly and make Sweetheart Mask feel better.

"that."

Sweetheart Mask was silent for a while, and when Ling Feng was almost reaching the stairs, he spoke slowly.

"What's wrong?"

Hearing Sweetheart Mask's voice, Ling Feng turned around stiffly and looked at Sweetheart Mask in confusion.

"You... better... let me out."

Sweetheart Mask's voice became softer and quieter, and by the time it reached the end, it was almost inaudible.

"What?"

Ling Feng thought he heard wrongly, so just to be on the safe side, he asked again.

Otherwise, if you do bad things with good intentions later, it will be bad.

"I told you to let me out."

Sweetheart Mask said directly.

At this time, Sweetheart Mask had the aura of breaking a jar, and his eyes were like dead fish eyes, looking at Ling Feng coldly.

"real?"

"real."