sjar Chapter 136: The showdown between the spirits and the generals!
Chapter 136: The showdown between the spirits and the generals!
Feng Zhenghao's nickname of Old Fox is not just talk.
When it comes to observing people's words and expressions, Feng Zhenghao has extraordinary experience.
Soon, Feng Zhenghao returned to his normal expression and smiled with relief.
He spoke to Wang Ai very politely.
"What Mr. Wang said is true. I have absolutely no right to discipline the children of the Wang family."
"But the kid from the Wang family really underestimates the power of the Feng family.
I am afraid that Wang Bing will suffer a great loss at the hands of Xing Tong."
"After all, you and I both know the consequences of underestimating the enemy."
Feng Zhenghao's art of speaking has reached the pinnacle.
It not only shows his dissatisfaction with Wang Bing's words, but also seems to be considering Wang Bing.
Wang Ai snorted coldly and did not continue to respond to Feng Zhenghao's words.
Although Wang Ai is scheming and shrewd.
But in Wang Ai's eyes, Feng Zhenghao was nothing and was not worthy of talking to him at all.
In front of the old Taoist priest and the other ten leaders, Wang Ai didn't want to say anything more to Feng Zhenghao.
Feng Zhenghao saw Wang Ai's disdainful attitude, but he still smiled on the surface.
He had already developed a grudge against Wang Ai in his heart.
At the same time, Feng Zhenghao didn't quite understand why Wang Bing could be so arrogant in the face of the captured spirits and dispatched generals.
Who gave him the courage?
Feng Xingtong is considered to be one of the most talented people in the Feng family.
Among his peers, he is considered to be a leader.
Despite his young age, he has already mastered the art of summoning spirits and sending generals.
This has already surpassed most extraordinary people.
The Feng family’s strength is top-notch.
Zhang Chulan looked at the arrogant Wang Bing and felt that he looked familiar.
After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly remembered that Lu Ci and Wang Ai had taken him to the small dark room.
If Su Chen had not been there at the time, he would have been tortured by Lu Gong's soul-clarifying technique.
And the person standing next to Wang Ai at that time was none other than Wang Bing!
Zhang Chulan pointed at Wang Bing in the competition venue and said unhappily.
"It turned out to be this despicable guy!"
"This guy is in cahoots with that old thief from the Lu family, and that Wang Ai, they are all bad guys!"
"How can such a person sit on the top of the Ten Lords? He must be blind!"
"You still want to covet my grandfather's Qi source? Dream on!"
Then Zhang Chulan stood up suddenly and cheered for Feng Xingtong.
"Xing Tong beat him up so hard! He beat him so hard that his grandfather couldn't recognize him!"
Feng Xingtong heard Zhang Chulan's shouts from the stands and looked at Zhang Chulan with some surprise.
This was the first time that Zhang Chulan took the initiative to encourage himself.
Feng Xingtong felt warm in his heart again, and gave Zhang Chulan a look that said, "Don't worry, leave it to me."
Zhang Chulan then sat down with satisfaction.
Then Zhang Chulan looked at Su Chen beside him and found that Su Chen had a serious expression, as if he was worried about something.
Zhang Chulan asked.
"What are you thinking about? You look so sad."
Su Chen pondered for a moment and replied to Zhang Chulan.
"I was careless. I should have gotten rid of Wang Bing earlier."
Zhang Chulan was a little confused after hearing this.
What does it mean to solve it early? To get rid of Wang Bing?
Su Chen's decisiveness in killing made Zhang Chulan gasp.
At this time,
What Su Chen was thinking about was how to stop Wang Bing when the critical moment came.
It is extremely difficult to take action personally in front of so many people.
What's more, there are ten bosses sitting in the main stand.
Among them was Wang Bing’s great-grandfather.
If he took action himself, Su Chen was not completely sure that he could keep the Ten Lords from noticing.
At the very least, the probability of hiding it from the old Taoist priest is extremely small.
Once discovered by the old Taoist priest, I don’t know what the consequences will be.
Su Chen was not worried about Wang Ai's words.
After all, when Lu Ci was carried away, he had already made enemies with Wang Ai.
It's just that they didn't fight directly.
And Wang Ai was also somewhat afraid of himself.
Even if Wang Ai knew that he had interfered with the competition of his great-grandson Wang Bing.
I think in private, he wouldn't dare to cause himself too much trouble.
Even if they come to cause trouble, there is nothing to worry about.
The Wang family is just a mere family, just destroy it.
But Su Chen is not a bloodthirsty and murderous person. I think he acts according to the principle of "I will not offend others if they do not offend me."
at this time,
Wang Bing said to Feng Xingtong bluntly.
"Hey! Hurry up, don't waste time."
"The sooner you die, the sooner you will be reborn. Could it be that you are so scared that you even forgot how to summon spirits and send generals?"
Feng Xingtong gritted his teeth and wanted to vent the anger in his heart.
"Okay, I'll help you. I'll let you see one of the Eight Great Skills - Soul Binding and General Sent!"
The voice just fell,
Feng Xingtong spread out his hands, and wisps of black air emerged from his palms.
This black air looks extremely strange and gives people a strong sense of oppression.
It's chilling.
Seven inky black shadows gradually emerged behind Feng Xingtong.
These phantoms wandered around Feng Xingtong, making people feel creepy.
Feng Xingtong summoned seven spirits in one breath.
And these spirits look extremely extraordinary.
Feng Xingtong said with a hint of pride.
"I have practiced more thoroughly than anyone else in the art of summoning spirits and generals."
"It's not too late for you to admit defeat now."
This time it was Feng Xingtong's turn to speak to Wang Bing with disdain.
The audience in the stands were all shocked to see Feng Xingtong summon seven spirits at the same time.
Many people stood up and moved to the stand closest to Feng Xingtong.
Carefully observing Feng Xingtong's method of summoning spirits and sending generals.
After all, the opportunity to witness the Eight Great Skills with one's own eyes is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
No one wants to miss this great opportunity to experience the power of the Soul Binding and General Summoning Technique up close.
"Is this the legendary Soul Confinement and General Summoning Technique, one of the Eight Great Techniques? It's truly amazing! It can actually control spirits!"
"It is extremely difficult to fully control this spirit-binding general!
It requires extremely high understanding and talent to be able to master it."
"Haven't you heard that Feng Shayan of the Feng family hasn't mastered the art of summoning spirits and sending generals?"
"Seven! He actually summoned seven!"
"More than that! It's already not easy to summon a spirit.
This Feng Xingtong actually summoned seven spirits at once, it's simply an existence that defies the heavens!"
"The Feng family is truly so terrifying! I never thought that the youngest son of the Feng family could cultivate the Soul Binding and General Sentencing Technique to such a level at such a young age.
It seems that the status of the Feng family will rise a lot in the future, the young people are really formidable!"
The audience in the arena were all optimistic about Feng Xingtong's spirit-binding and general-dispatching skills.
Some people even directly predicted that the champion of this Luotian Dajiao would most likely be Feng Xingtong.
After all, someone who can summon seven spirits to fight at the same time is unheard of and unseen!
On the main stand,
Feng Zhenghao felt like he was bathed in a spring breeze, with a smug expression on his face.
As embarrassed and awkward as Wang Ai had felt just now, Feng Zhenghao is as relaxed and carefree now.
His son has earned enough reputation for the Feng family. This feeling of being admired by everyone,
How can I be unhappy?!
Feng Zhenghao did not express his inner comfort, but glanced at Wang Ai beside him intentionally or unintentionally.
This glance made Feng Zhenghao's face change slightly, and he put away his happy expression just now.
Because at this time, Wang Ai, looking at Feng Xingtong's seven spirits in the field, not only did he not show any expression of worry as a king.
On the contrary, Wang Ai looked relaxed, and his eyes even revealed the look of looking at prey.
Feng Zhenghao was good at observing people's words and expressions, and he could tell at a glance that Wang Ai was abnormal.
I couldn't help but think to myself.
What on earth is this old fellow planning? There's something wrong with the way he looks at Xing Tong!
Could it be that
Xingtong is in danger!
When he thought of this, cold sweat broke out on Feng Zhenghao's forehead.
at this time,
Wang Bing took a step forward, raised one hand, and looked at Feng Xingtong with disdain.
"Humph, that's it! You don't deserve to be called the Soul-Calling General!"
After all,
In the palm of Wang Bing's hand, the same black energy as Feng Xingtong's appeared!