One person: I will give you one of the Shining Fruits.

Wang Bing looked at Liu Kunsheng who was so close to him, and said excitedly: "Come down quickly, old man. If I eat you, I will be invincible in the world."

At this time, the two brothers Deng Youfu rushed to the field, shouting, "Uncle Liu, Uncle Liu! We are here to rescue you and take you home."

Seeing the two Taoists who were almost unable to stop the Deng brothers, Rong Shan's face changed and he flashed in front of them.

"Brother Deng, this is Luotian Grand Ceremony. We will not allow you to disrupt it. Please leave immediately!"

Looking at the middle-aged Taoist priest with golden light blocking his way, Deng Youfu said unconvinced.

"That's my Northeastern fairy. Can't you see? That kid is going to eat it!"

Looking in the direction of Deng Youfu's finger, Rong Shan's eyes changed and he sighed and said, "Step down. My duty is to maintain the rules of Luotian Dajiao. Since the competition has not been interrupted and the winner has not been decided, how can I tolerate others intervening? This is a contempt for Longhu Mountain."

"You, you, you." Deng Youcai was incoherent with anger. Looking at Liu Kunsheng who was about to be caught by Wang Bing, he made up his mind again and again.

"Uncle Hui, please follow me and take Uncle Liu home."

Seeing Deng Youcai preparing to intervene in the battle, Rong Shan's expression changed, his whole body flashed with golden light, and he was ready to take action at any time.

"enough!"

Deng Youfu reached out and grabbed Deng Youcai's hands as he was about to call upon the spirits, his eyes revealing reluctance and discomfort as he looked at his brother.

"But! Brother... Uncle Liu..."

"Hey..."

Feng Xingtong looked at the changes on the sidelines, came back to his senses, his eyes were firm, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Grandpa Wang Zizhong, please help me."

Old man Wang Zizhong, who is known as a national player, appeared beside Feng Xingtong. He stared at Wang Bing opposite him with a serious expression. His whole body was tense, ready to take action at any time in case he was detained by the other party.

"Old man, help me!"

Wang Zizhong nodded upon hearing this. He transformed himself into silver needles and used the method of tonic to repeatedly pierce the acupuncture points all over Feng Xingtong's body, stimulating the body's meridians so that it could unleash the body's potential and inspire even more powerful Qi power.

Although it can increase the human body's strength to such a great extent in a short period of time, it will cause serious harm to the user and may even be life-threatening.

After Deng Youfu and his brother watched Feng Xingtong risking his life to save Uncle Liu, the anger on their faces gradually subsided.

After all, this kid Feng Xingtong was also tricked by that beast Wang Bing.

..........

At this moment, a black Qi ball burst out from Feng Xingtong's body. A powerful Qi force instantly appeared in his body. He raised his hand and shouted in the direction of Liu Kunsheng.

"Master Liu, hurry up! Detain the spirits and send the generals to release them!"

After watching Liu Kunsheng escape from the control of the spirit-binding general, Feng Xingtong shouted in the direction of Deng Youfu and his brother, "Take Uncle Liu back to the Northeast quickly, and don't look back! Go!"

Liu Kunsheng suddenly felt as if his spirit had been freed from some shackles. He trembled all over and quickly ran towards the direction of Deng Youfu and his brother. Finally, he turned back and looked deeply at Feng Xingtong.

Upon hearing this, Deng Youfu nodded gratefully towards Feng Xingtong, then acted like lightning, took back Liu Kunsheng's spirit, and then took his brother and ran out of the field without looking back.

After Feng Xingtong forcibly released the spirits and generals, the Qi in his body backfired, and he suddenly became powerless and half-knelt on the field. Old man Wang Zizhong also disappeared in front of everyone because he had no Qi to support him.

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"Dad, why is it that this kid from the Wang family can also summon spirits and devour spirits!"

Feng Shayan looked at the changes on the field and said to Feng Zhenghao beside her with an incredulous look on her face.

Feng Zhenghao's eyes were narrowed, and he never left Wang Bing's figure on the field. He did not respond to his daughter's questions.

"Has the Wang family been exposed so blatantly? Things are changing. What should I do? But what should I do? How long can I keep this secret?" Tian Jinzhong shook his head and talked to himself.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at his junior fellow student in the wheelchair in front of him, his face full of heartache, helplessness, regret, and all kinds of emotions gradually filled his heart.

Lu Jin turned to look at Wang Ai opposite him and snorted coldly.

"Humph, you despicable old thing!"

Wang Ai raised his eyelids and stared at Lu Jin's eyes expressionlessly. After smiling lightly, he turned his gaze back to his grandson.

Just as everyone at the scene was discussing the sudden accident, Wang Bing walked towards Feng Xingtong with his head lowered and a large amount of black energy emanating from his body.

Feng Xingtong half-knelt and looked at the man who walked up to him and looked down at him. He blurted out without thinking, "Brother Wang, I recognize..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Xingtong felt a surge of force hitting him, spitting out blood. He resisted the urge to faint, raised his head and shouted to the referee on the sidelines: "I...I...admit..."

When the referee was about to raise his hand after hearing this, he saw that Wang Bing on the field had kicked Feng Xingtong out again, and he put down his hand with regret.

Looking at Wang Bing who refused to let his brother admit defeat, Feng Shayan had a nervous look on her face and had already placed one hand on the audience seats, ready to jump down at any time.

"Dad, this kid is going to kill someone!"

"Watch! Don't move, that's the rule!"

Feng Zhenghao's eyes revealed murderous intent, his brows were furrowed, and his fists were clenched.

"But, Dad! Xingtong!"

Feng Shayan looked at her father who was trying to stop her with disappointment.

Wang Bing looked at Feng Xingtong, who was lying on the ground with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth and covered in wounds, and shouted madly.

"Boy, you let my spirit go, and you still want to admit defeat?"

"Feng Xingtong, I want you to regret this! Is this all your Feng family has?"

Feng Xingtong opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at the barking Wang Bing.

"I don't need you to judge what my Feng family is like!"

Wang Bing burst into cold laughter upon hearing this.

"Don't need my evaluation? Hahahaha, maybe you still don't understand?"

"Your Feng family's ancestor Feng Tianyang didn't pass on the complete art of summoning spirits and sending generals to you, hahaha."

"what!"

With expressions of surprise and questioning, voices rang out from the field and the audience.

Everyone in the audience was also surprised, and Feng Zhenghao almost couldn't help but go down and capture Wang himself and torture him to find out the truth.

But the moment he took a step forward, Wang Ai and Zhang Zhiwei in the audience opposite him looked at him. He trembled all over and silently took his steps back.

"You're talking nonsense!" Feng Xingtong shouted while enduring the pain.

"I'm talking nonsense? Hahaha, didn't you see me swallowing souls?"

"Feng Tianyang has already presented the complete version of the Soul Binding and General Sent to my great grandfather. Who do you think you are? Do you think you are worthy of these eight unique skills?"

"One of the Ten Lords, bah! If my great grandfather hadn't promised Feng Tianyang, how could my grandfather have allowed Feng Zhenghao to have the opportunity to step into the position of the Ten Lords."

Feng Zhenghao looked at Wang Bing who was talking nonsense, and a heavy black energy slowly emerged from his body. With a flash of golden light, the black energy dissipated.

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