From Jiu Shu's world

If it's an ordinary witch, I'm afraid they have to rely on the weirdness and insidiousness of the spirit body to deal with it.

However, Feng Xingtong got Zhang Xuan's teaching, and it was by virtue of this ghost that he fought against Zhang Lingyu.

The Tomb Snake and Liu Kunsheng are mainly frontal, while the rest of the spirits use ghosts to sneak up and attack.

Advancing and retreating properly is like marching in formation.

This detaining general is finally more like a three-pointer.

But in the end, Zhang Lingyu's cultivation level is still high. After more than ten minutes of the game, Feng Xingtong's consumption has begun to fall behind Zhang Lingyu.

In a daze, the thunder light in Zhang Lingyu's hand appeared, it was not Yin Lei.

It is the Zhongzheng and peaceful thunder method taught by Henry Zhang.

Lei Dian let go, as fast as a startled swallow.

In an instant, Feng Xingtong was knocked out and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

By this time, Feng Xingtong had exhausted his qi.

"Ahem, Daoist Lingyu, I lost. Longhu Mountain is well-deserved."

Feng Xingtong was lying on the ground panting heavily, and said the words of admitting defeat with a smile on his face.

"The benefactor of the wind is too famous. I am at your age, but I don't have this strength."

Zhang Lingyu tried to answer in a calm tone, but the strange color in his eyes and the slightly trembling hands showed that it was not easy for him to win.

Feng Xingtong half sat up, laughed hahaha, scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, and said: "My brother-in-law helped me, it's not my skill."

Speaking of Henry Zhang, Zhang Lingyu nodded and said, "Brother Zhang is really powerful, and he helped me a lot."

The two chatted for a while, and they also knew that there would be another semi-final in a while, so it was not easy to drag it off.

Feng Xingtong said to Zhang Lingyu: "Master Lingyu, I will end first."

He stood up, patted the dust off his body, then looked at the Deng family brothers in the front row of the auditorium, grinned, and shouted loudly: "Brother Deng, Master Liu will return it to you, and Liu will not disappear in this competition." Grandpa's power."

Feng Xingtong waved his hand to release Liu Kunsheng's control, the huge snake spirit moved slightly, its red eyes met a bit coldly, it looked down at Feng Xingtong, its huge head looked down at him.

Feng Xingtong was slightly serious, straightened his clothes, then unexpectedly bowed his hands and bowed slightly, he said: "These days, I am grateful to Uncle Liu for taking care of me, Xingtong hereby thanks Uncle Liu."

The voice is loud and sincere.

Liu Kunsheng's huge snake body moved slightly, but it turned and flew towards Brother Deng Youfu.

Halfway through the flight, an old voice suddenly resounded throughout the arena.

"Boy, you are very good. If you have time, I will come to Changbai Mountain."

"Brother, Uncle Kunsheng will not want you, right?"

Deng Youcai, an idiot, subconsciously asked.

In the end, he was slapped on the head by Deng Youfu, and said coldly: "Nonsense, that kid is a character, he was recognized by Uncle Liu, but I don't know which fairy family on Changbai Mountain will go with this kid."

It is not easy for the immortal family to make offerings, and it is even more difficult to be recognized. If Deng Youfu's family had not worshiped them for generations and regarded them as family members, it would be difficult to get the approval of the immortal family.

Deng Youfu's eyes flickered, and he said after a while: "Let's go, go home and meet the old man at home, and get ready to welcome the distinguished guests."

The Feng family and the Wang family's detaining generals are like sharp swords hanging over the heads of Northeast shamans.

However, Uncle Liu's attitude towards Feng Xingtong today made Deng Youfu find a turning point.

Compared with the domineering behavior of the Wang family, greed is like a poisonous snake.

Feng Xingtong seems to be a better choice, cooperation or attachment, Deng Youfu doesn't know how, it all depends on the elders in the family.

The only thing he knows is that with the emergence of the Eight Wonders, the world will be in chaos, and everyone must make their own choices.

"The next match, Zhang Chulan will play against Wang Ye, please enter the field."

4Chapter 17 A question

There is only one game left in the semi-finals, the match between Wang Ye and Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Chulan entered the arena with a serious face. He knew the strength of the king. Even if he had the thunder method taught by Henry Zhang, he would inevitably feel embarrassed when facing the king.

But this battle has to be faced, because only if you win the game can you enter the finals, win the position of heir to the Celestial Master, and know the truth of the year.

The two stood face to face on the field, Zhang Chulan flashed a thunder in his hand, and said, "Master Wang Ye, let's start the game."

Zhang Chulan looked serious and was ready for the competition.

But Wang Ye on the opposite side yawned, and said sleepily: "I'm so sleepy, I'm so tired from playing the game, why don't we compare it in another way?"

Zhang Chulan was surprised. He didn't know what Wang Ye's idea was. He asked, "What does Daoist Wang Ye want to compare?"

"kindness?"

Wang Ye hummed lightly, then looked at Zhang Chulan with a serious look in his eyes, and said, "Just a question?"

"one question?"

Zhang Chulan retracted the thunder light in Zhang Chulan's hand, and the doubt in his eyes became even more serious. He said, "How do you compare?"

Compared with a question, Zhang Chulan had never heard of it. Even the referee on the side and a few strangers who were close to him looked at a loss. The referee shouted: "Hey, what are you two doing? Hurry up and compete."

Wang Ye turned his head to the referee of Longhushan and said with a smile: "Brother, you Longhushan didn't seem to say that this competition must be a martial arts competition, did you?"

"Well, there is no such thing, but the king is like you."

"Hey, that's it. I'll compare a question with Zhang Chulan. If he answers my question satisfactorily, how about I admit defeat?"

Wang also interrupted the referee with a smile. After speaking, he turned his head to look at Zhang Chulan. The last words were asking for Zhang Chulan's opinion.

Zhang Chulan's face was serious, and he asked, "Then what if you are not satisfied with the answer?"

Wang Ye still had the same casual look, but his eyes were concentrated, and he said: "Then there is no other way, we have to fight. Brother Zhang passed on your thunder method, and I also want to see it."

"Okay, you can ask."

Zhang Chulan didn't talk nonsense, one question wouldn't waste time, and if he really couldn't answer it, it's never too late to call.

Seeing that Zhang Chulan agreed, Wang nodded and said, "Actually, I came here to give you a choice, a choice to give up."

Wang also looked at Zhang Chulan and said slowly, his eyes met Zhang Chulan's puzzled gaze, he chuckled and said, "You know? Your choice of pursuing the truth will affect many people and affect the fate of many people. Perhaps the bloodbath is the simplest outcome."