Super Seminary's King of the Worlds

Chapter 117

Looking at Wang Ye who had already rested, Hua Ye felt a little uncomfortable. He asked just now, and Wang also felt angry for four days. He was a genius, and there was nothing wrong with him.

As for myself, this body is two hundred years younger, what should I do?Is it really hopeless?Are you still practicing?

After thinking for a long time, Hua Ye felt that it should not be wasted. The things have been exchanged, so why not practice?

Pack up your mood, as a super soldier, Hua Ye doesn't have to go to sleep, so he sits cross-legged on the bed again, silently recites the mantra of imperial object art, and enters the Qi state.

Isn't it just a waste of time to practice at the party?What super fighters need most is time. You young people have a sense of qi for half a month, but you have a lifespan of 200 years.

Even if I only have a sense of qi for a year, but my lifespan is close to infinity, sooner or later I will be stronger than all of you.

At this time, Si Zhangkuang just got off the plane, and then went straight to the destination he had chosen, which was a pharmaceutical company.

Without using any abilities, the four of them pooled their money together and directly used their money to buy this pharmaceutical company that was on the verge of bankruptcy.

In order to be able to clean up their crimes, the four of them worked hard and went bankrupt directly. The procedures were completely reasonable and legal, but the process was a little faster.

In less than a day, the acquisition of this pharmaceutical company was completed.

It's just that at this time, they have no funds reserves, so they can only find ways to raise funds, but they cannot use illegal means yet.

Now this stumped the usually lawless people. Before this, they relied on their own abilities, and things like money could be said to be at their fingertips.

No matter how much it costs, they have a way to get it. Ordinary people have no room to resist in front of them.

Especially Xia He, I don't know how many rich people are crying and wanting to give her money, but suddenly they can no longer use the previous method to get money, which makes them very uncomfortable.

Originally, Hua Ye didn't want to go to the game, and planned to continue practicing imperial art.

When the king also called himself, he shook his head indifferently.

"I'm not going, I'm not a genius, I need to practice more, you go."

Just when Wang Ye was about to leave, Hua Ye suddenly thought of something and said.

"By the way, will Feng Xingtong still have a match today?"

Wang was also taken aback, wondering why Hua Ye cared about this young master of the Feng family, but he remembered that Feng Xingtong would indeed play today.

"It seems that Feng Xingtong is facing Hu Jie today."

Fortunately, I remember the plot correctly this time, let me be a virgin today, Feng Xingtong is not fighting Hu Jie, but Wang Bing.

What's more, both of them can restrain the spirit and send generals, and even Wang Binghui's is the full version, which contains the method of subduing the spirit.

As the name suggests, the method of subduing the spirit is a method of using the soul to strengthen oneself.

In fact, it's nothing, but Wang didn't eat spirits that shouldn't be eaten, and his personality is not very good. When Hua Ye looked at someone, he wanted to kill someone very much.

The spirit eaten by Wang Bing is Mr. Wang Zizhong who has served the people all his life and is known as a great national hand. Although he only appears in the background, from the background, he is a great doctor who has saved countless lives.

Such a national player who has rescued countless people from the hands of the disease, was just so driven to death by the king, when he was under one person.

Hua Ye wasn't the only one who wanted to kill him, as the densely packed bullet screen buried him proved it.

"Well, I have to watch Feng Xingtong's match."

Concentrate, at this moment, Hua Ye is ready to kill for the first time in his life, not for anything else, just follow his heart.

"Oh, let's go, the game is about to start."

Although he knew there was something in Hua Ye's words, but Wang also knew too little information, and he was a little unclear, but he didn't care too much, and waved his hand.

When he came to the arena, Hua Ye sat in the front row. Not long after, the referee announced that due to his own reasons, Hu Jie announced his withdrawal from the game and arranged for Wang Bing to be Feng Xingtong's opponent.

At the beginning of the battle, the two sides only used fist and kick kung fu, and no one gained the upper hand between you and me.

Immediately afterwards, both of them resorted to Juling Dispatch, and Hua Ye also tensed up, and silently drew out his Suyin long sword.

But after thinking about it, he took it back.

Just like in the original book, Feng Xingtong summoned Liu Kunsheng, the home fairy, Wang Bing saw the order and performed the method of subduing the spirit, and then wanted to capture it as a nutrient for himself to become stronger.

Liu Kunsheng was borrowed from Feng Xingtong, and now Wang Bing wanted to eat it, how could Feng Xingtong not mind, so he would have no way to explain to the northeast Ma family.

However, now that he is being suppressed, there is no way to take Liu Kunsheng back. Feng Xingtong has no choice but to invite his prince, Grandpa Zhong.

Trying to bear the huge burden and damage to his body, he had to snatch Liu Kunsheng over.

Things were just as Feng Xingtong thought, after the blessing of the soul of the old man Wang Zizhong, he finally forced Liu Kunsheng back.

He also returned it to Deng Youfu of the Ma family in the northeast, and warned them to leave quickly. Then he turned around and wanted to admit defeat at the same time.

"Brother Wang, for this match, I..."

Before Feng Xingtong could say anything, Wang Bin, who watched his nourishment escape, was already a little out of breath. With five fingers together, he used his palm as a knife, and slapped Feng Xingtong hard on the throat.

This hand knife is very heavy, but it won't save Feng Xingtong's life, this is not good for the king, he must take care of this guy who ruined his good deeds.

It's all this person. If it wasn't for him, my strength would be exhausted. As a guy who was born because of me, he didn't obediently gave that snake spirit to him, and dared to snatch it back. die!

"Want to admit defeat? Do you think you can solve the problem by admitting defeat? By the way, you were the last one to come up..."

Looking at Feng Xingtong who was lying on the ground, unable to speak because of the severe blow to his throat, Hua Ye did not move, but waited quietly.

Although a bit immoral, the icing on the cake is never as good as the timely help. He has to wait for the moment when Prince Zhong, the old man, is caught by Wang Bing.Only when the time comes to make a move will you win the gratitude of most people.

After finishing speaking, Wang Bing stretched out his hand to Feng Xingtong, and used Ju Ling to dispatch generals. With Feng Xingtong's painful but weak scream, a translucent figure was pulled out by Wang Bing.

It can be clearly seen that this is the soul of an old man. Obviously, this is Mr. Zhong, the great national champion prince.

When Wang Bing was strangling his neck, Hua Ye suddenly stood up, jumped into the side of Feng Xingtong in the arena, clung to his ear, and said softly.

"What did you say?"

At this moment, Feng Xingtong felt that Hua Ye was an angel who came to save himself and his son, Grandpa Zhong, so he opened his mouth with difficulty.

"Admit... lose."

"Okay, I see." Seeing the referee running over, and Wang Bing, who was a little dazed because of his sudden appearance, he said loudly.

"Feng Xingtong said that he said he would not admit defeat."

(End of this chapter)