"Of course!"
The Shrek group nodded slightly.
With just the few of them, trying to lay a hand on Feng Ge would be harder than ascending to heaven.
But with a Titled Douluo added to the mix, their chances would be much greater.
"Feng Ge, you don't have any objections, do you?"
At that moment, Fatty asked with a beaming smile.
At last, he had a perfectly justified reason to beat up Feng Ge.
He knew Feng Ge had killed the Eight-Armed Octopus, but they had a Titled Douluo on their side.
No matter what, if he developed sneakily, he should be able to launch at least one surprise attack, right?!
With so many people watching, Feng Ge definitely couldn't come after him afterward, could he?
Wouldn't that make him seem far too petty?!
So he bet Feng Ge definitely wouldn't do that.
"How could I possibly object? Even if you brought in the High Priest, I wouldn't object."
Qin Feng said with a smiling expression.
"Tch, Feng Ge, aren't you talking a little too big? Do you dare lend me some of your blood?!"
Oscar spoke from the side, putting on a skeptical act.
In truth, he was already itching for a fight.
If he could get Feng Ge's blood, he would definitely save some for later.
Feng Ge had even managed to kill that freakishly powerful giant octopus. He really wanted to know just how strong Feng Ge had become!
And the best way to find out was to directly copy his abilities.
"I don't dare."
Qin Feng gave a slight shrug.
Did Oscar really think such a low-level provocation would fool him?
Besides, if he really gave Oscar his blood, wouldn't that expose his strength?
Since Oscar would copy his abilities, fighting him would be like fighting