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"It seems so..." Feng Xingtong had seen from the video footage Zhou Fengliu's strange method that would 100% result in being caught with bare hands.

"With his weird tricks... who can prevent him?" Feng Shayan thought back to the time it took Jia Zhengliang to appear in front of Zhou Fengliu, which was a short time.

"It's boring, boring..."

"With the help of big brother... I can really fuck with me, it's a bit confusing."

Listening to the discussion between his daughter and his son, Feng Zhenghao on the side adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said seriously:

"You only noticed Feng Liu's ability to make people travel through thin air, but didn't you see anything else?"

"?"

Hearing their father speak, the Feng family siblings were a little confused.

"Dad...what else?"

"Could it be that the eldest brother is talking about the slap technique?" Feng Xingtong thought about the battle just now, but there seemed to be nothing else.

"Didn't you notice that none of Jia Zhengliang's flying knives came close to the romantic Western Zhou Dynasty?"

"Well?"

When Feng Zhenghao said this, both of them were startled.

Jiang must be older and wiser. Compared with the younger generation, he pays more attention to Zhou Fengliu's slap attack. Feng Zhenghao keenly noticed Zhou Fengliu's dodge.

"The eldest brother should be more agile, right?" Feng Xingtong didn't see anything special.

"agile..."

Hearing these two words, Feng Zhenghao shook his head: "You are wrong... It seems that Feng Liu is dodging, but in fact, his dodging movements are very chaotic and he cannot dodge the attacks of those flying knives... "

"Those flying knives... were obviously deflected during Fengliu Xizhou..." Feng Zhenghao said slowly while looking at Zhou Fengliu who was leaving the field below.

"?"

"Bounce?"

Hearing this statement, the Feng family siblings were a little surprised.

"President Feng...Miss Feng."

Just when the Feng family siblings were confused, Zhang Chulan brought Feng Baobao to the competition venue.

Zhang Chulan had just watched Feng Baobao's game and rushed to Zhou Fengliu's competition venue, but it seemed a little late.

"Is this the end? Didn't you say that Jia Zhengliang is a dark horse?" Zhang Chulan was curious about what just happened.

"It's over. Big brother slapped Jia Zhengliang three times to end the fight... Let me tell you, don't say Jia Zhengliang is a dark horse. Even if he is a beast, he can't beat big brother..."

"Really, Brother Chu Lan, you didn't see it, that battle... was so tragic." Feng Xingtong briefly described it to Zhang Chulan, which made Zhang Chulan want to watch the replay.

...

After a moment.

Not long after Zhou Fengliu walked out of the competition tunnel, he saw Feng Xingtong, Feng Shayan, Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao walking over.

"Have you finished the competition?" Zhou Fengliu glanced at Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao and asked.

"Um..."

"It's fast enough, today..."

"I haven't finished the competition yet." Feng Xingtong said at this time that he would be the next one.

"Um..." Zhou Fengliu focused his attention on Feng Xingtong. When he saw Feng Xingtong, he couldn't help but think of the three thousand yuan last night.

"If you...can't beat me, just admit defeat." Zhou Fengliu reminded him casually.

"That's for sure, but beating the king shouldn't be a big problem, right?" Feng Xingtong scratched his head.

"The next match...Feng Xingtong vs. Wang Bing! Contestants please enter quickly!"

Hearing his name, Feng Xingtong also knew that the next one would be his.

"I'm leaving first, wait for my good news."

"Um..."

Watching Feng Xingtong leave, Zhou Fengliu thought for a while, and then went to watch Feng Xingtong's game.

"You two...are you going?" Zhou Fengliu asked.

"Well... you might as well go take a look."

...

The group of people just walked into the auditorium where Feng Xingtong and Wang Bing were meeting.

Speaking of this, the opponents in the previous draws were very weak. I don’t know if it was due to good luck or some inside story. Anyway, he managed to get into the top 16.

Zhou Fengliu came to the auditorium and found that there were many people in the auditorium. After all, one of them was the great-grandson of Shi Lao Wang Ai, and the other was the son of Shi Lao Feng Zhenghao. They were descendants with some backgrounds.

"Just a few people?"

Wang Bing entered the venue and took a look at the audience, and found that the number of people in his contest was far less than other contests with popular contestants.

"Forget it, they are just a bunch of ignorant people who can't tell what a true pride of heaven is!"

Wang Bing is very crazy, even a little crazy and arrogant.

Of course, having such a character is inseparable from the influence of his family. Wang Ai doted on him and was instilled with a concept since he was a child:

Whatever the Wang family wants, sooner or later it must belong to the Wang family!

"Are you my opponent?" Wang Bing looked at Feng Xingtong who was entering the room opposite.

"Yes, Brother Wang... please give me some advice." Feng Xingtong replied, and then put on a fighting attitude.

The battle broke out, and the two quickly became entangled.

...

"This king...has a lot of tricks?"

In the audience, Zhang Chulan was a little confused when he saw Wang Bing's moves.

"It's of no use... too much but not enough, it's just a waste of effort." Zhou Fengliu replied.

"Indeed... there should be no suspense in this game, right? After all, Feng Xingtong's foundation seems to be more solid..."

Zhang Chulan had just finished speaking when the battlefield below his field of vision changed. Feng Xingtong's eyes glowed with light as he used the Juling Commander, and a snake fairy spirit monster was summoned. He seemed to want to use this A spirit named Uncle Liu ends the game.

As soon as this spirit appeared, the temperature in the Western Zhou Dynasty dropped sharply, making people shiver.

...

"You evil beast! Come quickly!"

Just when Feng Xingtong was preparing to receive the baptism of power, who would have expected that the spirit suddenly stopped in mid-air, and saw Wang Bing not far away using the same method of restraining spirits and sending generals with his hands exuding black energy.

"This...is this?"

When Zhang Chulan in the stands discovered that the spirit was being sucked away by Wang Bing, his whole expression was one of shock.

"The king will also arrest his spirit and dispatch his generals?!"

He shifted his gaze and looked at Feng Shayan aside: "Miss Feng...isn't this the Feng family's ancestral technique?"

Feng Shayan didn't answer his question, and the reason was very simple...she didn't know either.

...

"Why do you know how to restrain spirits and send generals!" Feng Xingtong asked Wang Bing while calling the snake fairy monster back.

"Is it weird? I'll tell you the reason after I take over this evil beast!" Wang Bing sneered: "Don't be so stingy, Feng Xingtong, it's hard to find such a great elf in this world nowadays... Give it to me Me."

"I won't!" Feng Xingtong couldn't give in. He originally borrowed this spirit from the Deng brothers. If he gave it to Wang Bing, how would he explain it to the Deng brothers.

"Stop struggling..."