One person: After three years, I became the strongest god of death

Chapter 82 Wang Bing vs Feng Xingtong

"Hey, it's my turn."

"Sister, Brother Lin Xiao, I'll go over first."

I heard the referee call my name.

Feng Xingtong greeted the two of them with a smile, then turned and ran towards the competition venue.

But he hasn't taken two steps yet.

Then he heard Lin Xiao's voice behind him.

"be careful."

Hear this.

Feng Xingtong waved without even turning his head.

"Thank you for your concern, Brother Lin Xiao. It's just a competition, nothing should go wrong."

Looking at Feng Xingtong who was gradually going away.

Lin Xiao couldn't help but shook his head.

See what he looks like.

Feng Shayan asked, "What's going on? Could something happen to Xingtong?"

"Nothing." Lin Xiao replied with a smile.

At most he would be severely beaten.

But he didn't say this out loud.

Looking at Feng Xingtong's departing back, a light flashed in Lin Xiao's eyes.

As long as Feng Xingtong is seriously injured later.

The hatred for the injured son, coupled with the hatred for the family inheritance of soul-catching and general-sending, was also robbed.

The blood feud between the Feng Wang and his family was settled.

In the original plot, Feng Zhenghao would kneel down to Wang Ai and swear that the Feng family would become a vassal of the Wang family in the future.

It's just that there's not enough power.

It's just forbearance in order to accumulate strength for revenge.

And with my current strength.

It would be easy to help Tianxiahui destroy the Wang family.

Just wait until this competition is over.

Go and meet Feng Zhenghao.

I believe that with his ambition and hatred towards the Wang family, he will never give up such an opportunity.

by that time.

This third battle was a success.

By gaining experience points, Tianxia will be able to successfully take revenge and also take the opportunity to annex the Wang family to increase its strength.

A complete win-win.

It was just a pity that Feng Xingtong was severely beaten.

but.

With his own spiritual power protecting his body, Wang Zizhong's soul will not be taken away, and naturally he will not be painfully disintegrated.

As for the injuries.

With the flesh-replenishing potion, he can be restored to full strength by diluting it.

An ending was achieved in which no one was injured.

perfect!

...

the other side.

Wang Bing, who had been nagging Wang Ai, heard that it was his turn to go on stage.

He immediately pushed Wang Ai away impatiently.

"Okay, old man, can you shut up? You're so annoying all the time!"

Wang Ai, who was pushed, not only did not show the slightest displeasure on his face, but instead looked flattering.

"Okay, okay, my dear grandson, don't get tired."

"Here, take these. Eat one when you can't beat them."

talking.

Wang Ai took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to Wang Bing.

"I know, I know."

He took the bottle casually.

Wang Bing stroked his yellow hair and walked towards the competition venue with a sneer on his face.

……

A moment later, inside the venue.

At this time, Feng Xingtong had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter.

Greeted Wang Bing politely.

"Brother Wang, hello."

And for his kindness.

Wang Bing looked around at the audience with cold eyes and disdain.

After finding out that not many people came.

His brows suddenly frowned slightly.

There were only so few people coming to compete with the great-grandson of Wang Ai, one of the Ten Great Lords.

What a damn bunch of stuff.

next moment.

"Game start!"

As the referee's voice fell.

Feng Xingtong and Wang Bing moved at the same time and attacked each other.

They fought each other with every move.

Compared with Feng Xingtong's pure Feng family martial arts, Wang Bing's moves appear to be more varied.

You can see the shadows of various martial arts.

After all, Wang Ai is greedy.

Naturally, the best martial arts from various schools and sects are collected in secret.

In addition, she doted on Wang Bing.

Naturally, he gave whatever he wanted. As long as his great-grandson liked it, he would let him practice all kinds of martial arts.

This also led to Wang Bing's cultivation being miscellaneous but not refined.

therefore.

The two men fought hard for a while.

Seeing that physical skills alone could not determine the winner, Feng Xingtong immediately distanced himself from the two sides.

Then black Qi began to emanate from his hands.

at the same time.

Wang Bing not far away.

There was also black energy permeating in his hands.

"Oh, so you know witchcraft, let me show you off..."

"This is the one we just invited."

Seeing Wang Bing's actions, Feng Xingtong smiled and spoke.

The words fell.

There was a sudden chilly wind above the stadium and the temperature dropped drastically, causing the people in the audience to shiver.

"Come on, Master Liu, lend me your strength!"

Say it.

A black cloud of qi appeared in the air.

next moment.

A giant black python with light blue light in its pupils swooped down towards Feng Xingtong.

Seems to want to blend in.

And this black python.

It was Liu Kunsheng, the immortal who was borrowed from the disciple Deng Youcai in the previous competition.

Just when it was about to happen.

The black python suddenly stopped, as if affected by some force, trapped in mid-air and unable to move.

"Evil beast, come here quickly!"

A blue light flashed in Wang Bing's eyes. He raised his fist and pulled Liu Kunsheng over.

See this situation.

The faces of the two brothers Deng Youcai and Deng Youfu, who were in the stands, suddenly changed.

"Juling sent generals?!"

"Uncle Kunsheng!!"

the other side.

"This is……"

Seeing the sudden change in front of him, Feng Xingtong showed an expression of disbelief on his face.

Not far away.

Black Qi also emanated from Wang Bing's body.

And that breath.

It was exactly the same as his own method of summoning spirits and sending generals!

This guy……

How come the Feng family would also capture spirits and send generals?

But before he could doubt.

He saw Liu Kunsheng being pulled over by Wang Bing, and he immediately used his strength to fight against him.

Grabbed the other half of Liu Kunsheng's body.

"Asshole... come back!"

Feng Xingtong held onto the giant python tightly while questioning, "How do you know how to summon spirits and send generals?!"

"Is it weird?"

Wang Bing sneered and said with a sinister look: "I will tell you the reason when I take this beast in!"

"Uncle Liu, come back!"

"Don't be so stingy, Feng Xingtong. It's hard to find such a great beast in this world. Your half-baked soul-binding and general-sending skills are a waste of this beast!"

talking.

Wang increased the strength in his hands.

The Soul-Binding and General-Sending Technique has a natural restraint on spirits and monsters.

At this time, it was torn apart on both sides.

Liu Kunsheng showed a painful expression, whimpering and wailing, and moved towards Wang Bing little by little.

"Half-assed?"

"Bah! I have learned the art of summoning spirits and generals better than anyone else!"

Hear the ridicule.

Feng Xingtong also increased his strength, and the Qi in his body was released crazily, trying to snatch Uncle Liu back.

This was borrowed from the Deng brothers.

Once it's snatched away.

I have no way to explain to them.

"What good is that?"

Seeing that he couldn't defeat Feng Xingtong in a short time, Wang Bing showed a sinister smile.

A dark shadow appeared in his hand again.

See this situation.

Feng Xingtong's forehead immediately dripped with cold sweat, "Oh no, this guy still has extra spirit!"

next moment.

In front of everyone present.

Wang Bing swallowed the summoned spirit in one gulp, and his aura became stronger again...