Fox Demon Crossing

"complaint!"

Unexpectedly, the thunderclouds in the sky were not a natural phenomenon, but were summoned by Jin Renfeng using the Heavenly Thunder Seal. Only a few people noticed something was wrong.

For example, Zhuge Qing, who was sitting in the audience, squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky. In his eyes, there seemed to be a subtle connection between the thundercloud and the Golden Phoenix.

"Indeed, we can't underestimate anyone." Zhuge Qing sighed.

Zhuge Bai asked in confusion: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I just feel a little touched."

"Watch the game, the winner will be revealed soon."

Jin Renfeng stepped on the ground, and the filthy lightning liquid on the ground could not get close to it at a distance of one meter. He said to Lingyu Zhenren: "You have the advantage of terrain now, and I have the advantage of time. Let's see who has the better skills." In fact, the outcome was clear from the moment he condensed the Heavenly Thunder Seal and comprehended the law of thunder and lightning.

"Thunder, come down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several pillars of lightning struck the ring, and Zhang Lingyu's Beijing Cangtan domain was instantly disintegrated by the thunder. Jin Renfeng finally said: "Master Lingyu, admit defeat, it seems that you have no chance."

Urban Evolution

Zhang Lingyu gritted his teeth, showing no intention of giving up, and rushed towards him like a wild beast.

Then, Jin Renfeng closed his eyes, and several destructive thunderbolts descended from the sky...

The entire arena was shrouded in white light.

At the critical moment, the old master took action. The dazzling white light dissipated, and Zhang Lingyu fell to the ground, covered with wounds. The tall figure of the old master appeared in front of him, rescued Zhang Lingyu, and blocked several thunderbolts for him.

“Silly child…”

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head and said to the referee, "Fu De, announce the result of the match."

"Master..., I haven't lost yet." Zhang Lingyu's eyes were full of stubbornness. He struggled to stand up, but failed after several attempts.

"Lingyu, face the reality. You have done well enough."

"The winner is Yang Pingan!"

As soon as the result was announced, Zhang Lingyu seemed to have lost all his strength.

Jin Renfeng looked at the old Heavenly Master. Others might not have seen through what had just happened, but he saw it clearly. The old Heavenly Master's cultivation was unfathomable. He blocked several heavenly thunders with just the Golden Light Curse, and remained unscathed. His inner alchemy cultivation must be close to condensing the golden elixir.

He discovered that in different worlds, even the same realm of power can be strong or weak. In this world, the mainstream of Taoism practices the art of inner alchemy. The so-called Yang Shen is also a kind of inner alchemy, which allows the soul to appear in the world as a spirit body. It is very different from the Yang Shen practiced by Jin Renfeng. Yang Shen is more like a simplified version of Yang Shen, and perhaps in the end it can achieve a real Yang Shen.

At the exit of the competition, Jin Renfeng was stared at by more than a dozen unfriendly gazes.

A dozen women were rubbing their hands together, their faces filled with anger, waiting for Jin Renfeng to come out as they walked towards him step by step.

"Boy, you dare to bully my Ah Yu?"

"Sisters, seek justice for A-Yu!"

The golden man Feng turned around and ran quickly, his body turned into a flash of lightning and disappeared in a moment.

"..."

In the cafeteria.

Zhang Chulan had no appetite.

"Chu Lan, eat. Only when you are full will you have the energy to think about the next game."

"Oh, third brother, I think the hope of winning tomorrow is very slim." Zhang Chulan bit his chopsticks, thinking back to the duel between Zhang Lingyu and Yang Pingan, and couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

Even Zhang Lingyu was defeated.

He knew what he could do.

Golden light spell?

Never mind. That definitely won’t work.

Thunder magic? The opponent's thunder magic is even more abnormal, and can actually control the thunder from the sky.

The origin of Qi...

Well, he didn't even know whether Lao Nong Gong really belonged to the Qi body source flow.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan suddenly realized that he seemed to have little chance of winning.

Xu Si smoked a cigarette and said, "Why are you panicking? You can't solve the problem even if you panic now. Eat and drink when you need to."

"Don't be nervous. I have contacted friends in the southwest region to help investigate Yang Ping'an's information. I believe there will be results soon." Xu San said.

Feng Baobao was eating with big mouthfuls of food. Suddenly, he looked up and said, "You don't have to worry. Yang Ping'an said he would show mercy tomorrow."

The three people's eyes turned to her instantly.

Xu San asked: "Baoer, how did you know?"

"It was that day..." Then, Feng Baobao recounted the day she and Wang Ye went to bangjia together and met Yang Ping'an, including the verbal agreement between the two.

Xu San immediately stood up and said in surprise: "Bao'er, why didn't you tell me about such a big thing before?!"

"That's right, Sister Baoer, why didn't you tell us?" Zhang Chulan said anxiously, "That Yang Pingan really discovered Sister Baoer's problem, what should we do?!"

Xu Si's cigarette fell to the ground, but he didn't notice it.

An empty room.

The Luotian Dajiao was coming to an end, and many contestants left after being eliminated, leaving many rooms empty.

The room was filled with smoke.

"Xu Si, can you please stop smoking?" Xu San said a little annoyed.

Xu Si ignored him and continued to light cigarettes one after another...

"It seems that he did notice something unusual about Feng Baobao." Xu Si took a deep puff of cigarette, trying to stay calm, and said, "The problem now is that we don't know what he has noticed and how deeply he understands it."

Baimeng book

Zhang Chulan suggested: "Fourth brother, why don't I go and test him now?"

"No, you can't go." Xu Si shook his head and replied: "If you take action, it will be equivalent to exposing Feng Baobao's identity."

“Is there nothing we can do?”

"From the current point of view, it is indeed the case." Xu San continued: "Chu Lan, don't worry, the other party has not made any other moves so far, so we obviously still have time to respond."

"That's right, there are only a few possibilities." Xu Si analyzed: "First, he may just think Feng Baobao is weird. Just like she said, Taoist Wang Ye's magic is ineffective on her. He may be curious because of this."

"Secondly, do you remember Yang Ping'an who we met when we went to Mount Longhu a few days ago? He was staring at Feng Baobao at the time. Maybe he had discovered something was wrong with Feng Baobao in some way. This is the scenario I suspect the most."

"Furthermore, he may know Feng Baobao, but I think the possibility is very small. The possibility that his identity information and age are forged is extremely small."

"As for the fourth possibility..." Xu Si paused, his tone strange: "What he said about studying Feng Baobao after the game may be because he has a crush on Feng Baobao."

"what?"

Xu San and Zhang Chulan were both stunned.

Xu Si stroked his beard and continued, "Actually, I'm wondering if we are over-complicating things. Maybe Yang Ping'an simply likes Feng Baobao and wants to pursue her?"

"Is it possible?" Xu San glanced at Feng Baobao who was sitting beside him in a daze, and immediately shook his head: "It's unlikely. Yang Ping'an is a disciple of Maoshan Sect. There is no need to say much about the origin of Tongtian Talisman. He came for Tongtian Talisman. I also found out that Yang Ping'an and his family bet hundreds of millions on him to win. If he deliberately lost to Chu Lan just for Feng Baobao, the price would be too high."

"Everything depends on tomorrow. Will he really give Chu Lan a break like Feng Baobao said..." Xu Si looked at Feng Baobao and said, "Perhaps there is something inside that we don't know."

"By the way, Feng Baobao, what did you think at that time?" Xu Si suddenly asked: "Why did you agree to Yang Ping'an's proposal?"

"Xu Si, I'm not stupid." Feng Baobao answered with a smart look in her eyes: "Although I don't know why he made such a deal with me, he has already said that it is after the fact. As long as he lets Zhang Chulan win tomorrow, our goal will be achieved."

"Afterwards, we can arrange a time and place, preferably a dark, windy place with few people around. We can catch him together, and then we can have the final say. We can bury him if we want."

Zhang Chulan widened her eyes and asked in surprise: "Sister Baoer, is this your idea?"

“Are you questioning your sister?”

Feng Baobao stared at Zhang Chulan and said seriously, "I know you all say I'm a fool, but I always think I'm pretty smart."

“Hehe…Hehe…”

Xu Si clapped his hands and praised: "Yes, Feng Baobao is right. We can set a trap for him afterwards. In North China, when he comes to our territory, we can deal with him however we want."

“Don’t be too optimistic.”

"Let's analyze the opponent's strength first, just in case the deal between him and Feng Baobao is just to make us let our guard down. Tomorrow's game is crucial to Chu Lan, and we can't be careless at all." Xu San said seriously, leading everyone to start analyzing Yang Ping'an's recent game videos and the information sent by the company.

All night long.

Zhang Chulan only slept for two or three hours.

At daybreak, Zhang Chulan arrived at the competition venue and stood alone on the field. No one knew what he was thinking.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The audience arrived one after another.

"Old Zhao, you're here so early."

"Same to you. You said that today Yang Pingan will fight Zhang Chulan. Who do you think will win?"

"Need I say more? Yang Ping'an is a dark horse. Even Zhang Lingyu lost. I don't think Zhang Chulan can win."

"Don't be so confident. Don't forget how Zhang Chulan made it to the finals."

"Look, Zhang Chulan is here so early?"

On the court, there was only Zhang Chulan's lonely back.

"Zhang Chulan, you're here quite early." After dawn, Jin Renfeng hurried to the scene.

Zhang Chulan's mouth twitched: "I thought you weren't coming today."

"How is that possible?" Jin Renfeng sighed, "Even if I can't come, the old Taoist priest will drag me here."

It has come to the finals, and the old master will never allow any accidents to happen in this game.

in the audience.

Li Qingkuang was troubled because the result of this match would determine whether he would go bankrupt or become a multimillionaire. However, he had no confidence in Zhang Chulan.

Li Qingkuang, the little fat boy slumped in his seat, couldn't resist his sleepiness. He looked up at the sky with dark circles under his eyes.

He tossed and turned last night and couldn't sleep all night.

Suddenly, a dark shadow blocked his sight...

"Who is it? You are blocking my sun exposure."

Li Qingkuang narrowed his eyes and when he saw the person coming, he instinctively sat up straight and said in a trembling voice: "Lu...Mr. Lu?!"

That’s right, it was Lu Jin, one of the top ten masters.

Lu Jin's eyes fell on him. No one could understand his mood at the moment. He carefully looked at the fat Taoist priest in front of him. If he didn't look closely, who would have thought that this little fat man was Zheng Zibu's grandson.

"Mr. Lu...Mr. Lu, do you have something to talk to me about?" Li Qingkuang asked nervously.

Lu Jin asked, "Your name is Li Qingkuang?"

"Yes."

"Who gave you this name?" Lu Jin frowned and asked, "Flirty, can you bear the words frivolous?"

Li Qingkuang didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"Li... is quite cautious..."

"That's good, at least his bloodline can be continued." Lu Jin shook his head and turned away.

Looking at Lu Jin's receding back, Li Qingkuang was confused and at a loss.

It was a strange conversation and he was completely confused.

"The final showdown, Yang Pingan versus Zhang Chulan!" Taoist Master Fude, the referee, announced loudly: "Both of you, are you ready? This is the last match, please don't hold back any more."

The Mysterious Sect of Heaven and Earth, the source of all energy, cultivates all calamities, proves my supernatural powers...

A large patch of golden light covered Zhang Chulan's entire body like flames. He raised his hand, and the golden light gathered in his palm, pointing directly at the Golden Human Phoenix.

Jin Renfeng raised his fist, with a tiny flash of lightning on it, and swung it out. With a "bang", a big crack appeared in the golden light protecting Zhang Chulan's body.

Jin Renfeng did not miss this opportunity and instinctively punched again.

"careful!"

Zhang Chulan retreated in a hurry. After a brief confrontation, it was obvious that he was at a disadvantage.

The pressure increased sharply.

This is normal. Although Zhang Chulan can defeat Zhang Lingyu, he does not think he can win easily.

The two fought again, this time it was a contest between thunder and lightning.

Two figures quickly crossed each other.

"What about the promise to show mercy?" Zhang Chulan whispered.

Jin Renfeng was stunned for a moment, then responded: "Give it your all, the audience is watching, and this is the last game, you don't want to bring shame to the Tianshi Mansion and the old Tianshi because of you, do you?"

"I will show mercy, but before that, I want everyone to see your true strength."

"Okay, then I won't be polite." The lightning on Zhang Chulan's body suddenly increased, but the next second, the lightning suddenly disappeared. If it weren't for the flashing lightning arcs in his eyes, Jin Renfeng would have thought that he had suddenly stopped.

Suddenly, Zhang Chulan's figure disappeared from the spot, raising a cloud of dust.

Jin Renfeng's pupils shrank slightly, and he turned around to avoid it. A bolt of lightning brushed past his chest, and before he could react, the lightning appeared again.

"right!"

After narrowly dodging the attack, Jin Renfeng's mouth corners slightly raised. Such speed was obviously abnormal.

"Using lightning to stimulate the meridians, this method will cause damage to the meridians, and how long can you maintain this speed?" Zhang Chulan's eyes were covered by lightning, and he gritted his teeth and said secretly: "Go all out!"

"careful!"

Jin Renfeng's expression changed and he used his Lightning Thunder Fist!

He turned around and punched, and the two fists collided.

There was a loud "boom", dust filled the air, and a huge spider web instantly formed on the flat ground. There were irregular cracks on the ground and the walls.

Instantly, there was silence outside the venue.

"..."

"Oh my god... Is this still the same Bu Yao Bi Lian?"

"No way?!"

"Is this Zhang Chulan's true face?" Feng Xingtong, with a bandage on his head, said, "Dad, how did you know that Zhang Chulan was pretending?"

"camouflage?"

"I don't think so." Feng Zhenghao said, "He just showed you the side of himself that he thought was insignificant. He was cowardly, mean, and ruthless. You took that as all he was, and you were totally wrong."

"Look at the expressions of the people around him. They are surprised and incredulous. I like this kid. He can put aside his pride and endure until now. This is rare among young people like you."

"Dad, it's not that exaggerated, right?"

"There are even more exaggerated ones." Seeing his son's unbelieving expression, Feng Zhenghao said, "There are many things you can learn from them."

Feng Xingtong asked: "For example?"

"I have asked someone to investigate both of them. First of all, let me tell you this..."