Chapter 121: Fighting for Spirits, Who is the Winner?
An elegant courtyard with a quaint atmosphere.
Wang Ai, leaning on a cane, and his grandson Wang Bing came to greet them: "President Feng, please."
A hint of suspicion flashed across Feng Zhenghao's eyes.
He doesn't have a close relationship with the Wang family.
Calculate carefully.
The Feng family and the Wang family, on the other hand, have a deep hatred for each other.
He took advantage of official power to gain the position of the Ten Lords, and he might have had revenge in mind.
Now the contradiction is not obvious.
The Tianxiahui has developed rapidly in the world of extraordinary people, but its attitude towards the outside world is quite friendly and it rarely makes enemies.
But they definitely can't get along with the Wang and Lu families.
He was suddenly invited by Wang Ai, and was a little unsure about the situation of this leader of the Wang family.
Feng Zhenghao had some doubts in his heart, but with a warm smile on his face, he declined, "Mr. Wang, you are the elder, please go first."
"You are a guest, there is no reason for you to walk behind!"
Wang Ai had a stern face, took Feng Zhenghao's hand, welcomed him in, sat him down, and asked his grandson to pour tea: "Bing'er, why don't you serve tea?"
"You're too polite, Mrs. Wang!"
Feng Zhenghao was extremely apprehensive: "I wonder what important matter has Master Wang asked me to come here for?"
Wang Ai laughed and pointed at Wang Bing who was standing by and said, "My grandson has learned some witchcraft. Seeing your extraordinary skills, I am very happy and want to learn from you."
Feng Xingtong acted as a pendant and mascot. He didn't expect the topic to involve himself and was stunned for a moment.
He scratched his head and said shyly, "I just borrowed a powerful elf. He is very powerful. I am afraid that something will happen to him. Let's fight him another day!"
"shut up!"
Feng Zhenghao shouted, "You are lucky enough to make it to the quarterfinals, so you think highly of yourself and regard all the heroes in the world as nothing!"
"Hurry up and apologize to Prince Wang!"
Feng Zhenghao bowed to Wang Ai and explained, "Old man, I brought my son to participate in the competition because I wanted him to see the world and know what the world is like. I didn't expect that the boy was lucky enough to meet an opponent who was restrained by witchcraft and advanced by chance."
"Your Excellency wants to spar with me, which is naturally what I want."
"only……"
He considered his tone and said, "I subdued a powerful family fairy in the last game, so it's inevitable that it will be unfair to use it."
"Don't give it to him."
"With those crude and insignificant skills, I am not worthy of being in a high-class place. I am definitely not a match for you, young master."
Wang Ai's purpose was unclear.
Feng Zhenghao didn't want to get involved with him rashly.
It’s best not to get close and not offend.
Under the stern gaze of her old father, Feng Xingtong reluctantly apologized.
Wang Ai cheerfully tried to smooth things over: "My grandson has been spoiled since he was young, and has developed a bad habit of being arrogant. Even an old man can't stop him."
"It would be nice if I could learn a lesson from my peers, so that I wouldn't be so arrogant all day long. It's annoying to watch!"
Feng Xingtong glanced at the bruises on Wang Bing's face that had not yet healed, and secretly complained: "Isn't it a disadvantage to be hammered and thrown to the arena to be used as a windmill?"
He raised his head and met Feng Zhenghao's unfathomable gaze, and his back tensed.
As an elder, Wang Ai said this.
Feng Zhenghao couldn't refuse, so he had to agree to the competition between the two.
The place for the competition was chosen to be in the small courtyard.
Stop talking to the point.
Feng Xingtong was concerned about his father's attitude, so he suppressed his impatience and reminded him again: "Since you know the art of witchcraft, you should know the strength of that family fairy. Be careful!"
He used the method of summoning spirits and sending generals, raised his hand, and his palm turned a deep black.
An invisible spirit body took shape in ink, flew up, hovered in the clouds, and turned into a giant black snake, summoning clouds and spitting out mist, and the scales on its body became increasingly regular and dense.
A chill was coming down.
The grass and trees in the yard were covered with a layer of white frost.
Family immortals of such strength are all spirits of monsters who have practiced for hundreds or even thousands of years.
When he appears, he is extremely powerful.
Feng Xingtong's eyes turned white, and he turned himself into a container, inviting spirits to possess him: "Master Liu, lend me your power."
The words fell.
The black snake rolled up the rolling black clouds and whistled down, but suddenly stopped in mid-air, frozen without moving. "What's going on? Can't come down suddenly?"
Feng Xingtong had learned how to summon spirits and dispatch generals, but had never encountered such a situation.
He felt a force wrestling with him.
Confused.
He heard Wang Bing's wild laughter: "Evil beast, why don't you come and obey my orders!"
Wang Bing’s palms were also black.
Both of them use the same method.
"Juling sent generals?"
Feng Xingtong could not hide her shock: "The art of summoning spirits and sending generals is a tradition of our Feng family. How could you do that?"
He was shocked to find that the strange power was getting heavier. He stopped talking and focused all his efforts on summoning spirits and sending generals to fight for the spirit of the snake fairy Liu Kunsheng.
Both sides used their own methods and were evenly matched.
The black snake was trapped in the courtyard, swaying left and right from time to time.
The only thing is that you cannot act according to your own wishes.
Feng Zhenghao stood up suddenly, looked at Wang Ai in doubt and asked, "Master Wang, what does this mean?"
"President Feng, don't worry."
Wang Ai raised his cane and pointed it at the courtyard: "Look a little longer, and all the answers will become clear."
In the small courtyard.
Wang Bing and Feng Xingtong wrestled with each other and got really angry.
"Hey!"
Wang Bing gritted his teeth and forced out a smug smile: "You don't even know the true use of the Soul-Binding and General-Sending Technique!"
A humanoid spirit emerged from his other hand.
Wang Bing grabbed the spirit's neck with his hand and bit it, "You haven't learned the method of subduing spirits, have you? Although it is not as powerful as possessing a spirit, it can permanently transform the spirit into your own power."
The humanoid spirit howled in pain, but there was no escape and was completely devoured by the king.
Wang Bing laughed wildly and said, "Come on! I'm tired of eating these useless spirits! What a great spirit! If I eat it, I will be invincible!"
Feng Xingtong suddenly felt the attacking force doubled.
Difficulty controlling body shape.
He has been practicing his family's witchcraft since he was young, focusing on communicating with spirits from all directions and making friends with spirits.
This spirit is the elder of the Deng Youfu brothers.
He borrowed his power only to participate in the Luotian Dajiao competition, and had no intention of harming him, let alone tolerate the king and devour him!
"Master Wang, it's up to you!"
Feng Xingtong decided to use his best move and summon the spirit of Wang Zizhong, the world's top medical master.
He wanted to rely on Mr. Wang's medical knowledge, transform his spirit into needles, pierce the major acupuncture points throughout the body, open up all the meridians, and forcibly activate the strength of the innate Qi.
This method is not harmless.
It will inevitably increase the burden on the body and cause serious damage.
Wait!
What's happening here?
Feng Xing looked inside his body and discovered that the places where his meridians intersected were covered with black spheres. There were hundreds of them, piercing into various vital points and emitting white light.
The method has not yet started.
The meridians throughout his body have been opened.
Could it be...
Is he a one in a million genius in magic?
Feng Xingtong didn't have time to think about it and used all his strength to summon spirits and send generals.
The black sphere seemed to have intelligence, jumping and leaping, blending with the innate Qi, flowing along the unique meridian trajectory of the Soul-Binding and General-Sending Technique, and finally converging into the palm of the hand.
The suction power is greatly increased!
"Liu Kunsheng, come back here!"
Feng Xingtong used all his strength to pull back the black snake and threw it out of the courtyard: "Liberate the spirit!"
He shouted, "Uncle Liu, go find Deng Youfu and the others, don't stay, leave Jiangxi immediately!"
"court death!"
Wang Bing was furious and rushed towards Feng Xingtong.
The black snake looked back with a complicated expression, then swung its tail and fled away. However, after taking only a few steps, the snake's pupils showed horror again.
Outside the courtyard.
Someone will capture the spirits and send the generals!
(End of this chapter)