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Feng Zhenghao was worried that Wang Bing would try to kill Feng Xingtong during the match.

Now it's time to find a solution?

"The two will face off tomorrow, and as a father, I can't help but feel worried."

Feng Zhenghao smiled wryly.

He could tell that something was off about Wang Bing, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.

Especially Wang Bing's disdainful look just now added to his worries.

Especially since the other party's grandfather was one of the Ten Elders.

He also doted on Wang Bing.

The World Society simply has no way to control the other side.

Left with no other choice, I thought of Jiang Mo.

Feng Xingtong and Wang Bing?

Feng Xingtong's methods were indeed not as ruthless as Wang Bing's.

But why would Feng Zhenghao believe that his son would either lose or be seriously injured?

Jiang Mo turned to look at Feng Xingtong, who was tidying up the venue.

"Your son has a good character and knows when to advance and when to retreat," Jiang Mo commented calmly.

Feng Zhenghao's eyes lit up: "Then what does Mr. Jiang think..."

“However,” Jiang Mo interrupted him, “there are some things that are better left for him to experience for himself.”

After saying that, Jiang Mo got up and left, leaving Feng Zhenghao deep in thought.

For Jiang Mo, the difference between Feng Xingtong and Wang Bing is obvious.

The key lies not in the skill of summoning spirits and commanding generals, but in the understanding of this supernatural power.

Although Feng Xingtong mastered the techniques, she did not have a deep understanding of their essence.

And Wang Bing...

Xu Si watched Jiang Mo's retreating figure, lost in thought: "Did Jiang Mo discover something?"

"That's probably true," Chen Duo nodded. "Otherwise, he would never say something like that for no reason."

Feng Zhenghao stood there, pondering Jiang Mo's words.

Let him figure it out for himself? What does that mean?

Could it be that tomorrow's competition will allow Feng Xingtong to realize something?

......

The atmosphere at the entire competition venue became somber early the next morning.

The audience had taken up good spots early on, not wanting to miss this exciting match.

"It's finally about to begin." Xu Si's expression was serious. "This competition is probably not simple."

“Yes, a duel between two young people who have both mastered the art of summoning and controlling spirits,” Wei Duoduo nodded, “is sure to be exciting.”

Jiang Mo sat in the audience, his gaze fixed on the two people in the arena.

A strange light flickered in Wang Bing's eyes, and a faint, cold smile played on his lips.

That arrogance was undisguised, as if victory was already assured.

Feng Xingtong, on the other hand, appeared exceptionally cautious.

“The competition begins!”

As soon as the referee gave the whistle, Wang Bing took the first shot.

His hand seals changed extremely quickly, leaving afterimages as his fingers flew across the paper.

A chilling aura instantly spread, even making the surrounding air thick and sticky.

"This aura..." Feng Xingtong's pupils contracted.

Wang Bing's methods of capturing spirits and sending generals were completely different from his.

That aura was not only sinister, but also carried a hint of violence and madness.

Before Feng Xingtong could think further, Wang Bing had already completed the hand seals.

In an instant, the ground cracked open, and three figures emerged from it.

One is a ferocious ghost with a hideous face, another is a malevolent spirit with a murderous aura, and the third is a python even larger than Feng Xingtong's snake fairy!

"How is this possible!" Feng Xingtong exclaimed in shock. "How can you control so many spirits at the same time?"

This completely overturned his understanding of spirit control and command.

Even among the experts of the Celestial Master's Mansion, very few can control multiple spirits at the same time.

Moreover, these spirits all possess such powerful auras that they are clearly not ordinary demons.

Wang Bing grinned maliciously, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes: "A frog in a well will never know how high the sky is!"

"True spirit control and command is far beyond what your petty tricks can compare to!"

Hearing Wang Bing's words.

Feng Xingtong's face immediately turned cold.

Wang is not playing in the traditional way.

He wanted to kill himself.

This person is really fearless.

Feng Xingtong quickly summoned the Snake Fairy.

But the situation he was facing was not what he had expected.

After sensing Wang Bing's aura, the snake spirit became extremely agitated and even began to lose control.

"Oh no!" Feng Xingtong's expression changed drastically.

The snake spirit is gradually slipping out of his control.

That aura emanating from Wang Bing seemed to have a powerful attraction for all spirits.

At this moment, Wang Bing's three spiritual entities launched an attack.

The vengeful ghost transformed into a streak of black light and aimed straight for Feng Xingtong's face.

The evil spirit circled around to the rear, waiting for its chance to strike, while the giant python opened its blood-red maw and spewed out a foul-smelling poisonous mist.

Feng Xingtong fought and retreated, but the situation became increasingly unfavorable.

Under the influence of Wang Bing's aura, the snake spirit became frenzied, and its attacks began to become chaotic.

In contrast, Wang Bing's three spirits coordinated perfectly, and every attack carried a deadly threat.

"Admit defeat," Wang Bing said condescendingly. "Your methods of summoning spirits and commanding generals are a joke in front of me!"

The spectators in the stands held their breath.

No one expected the competition to be so lopsided.

Wang Bing's displayed strength completely exceeded everyone's expectations.

"Is this Wang Bing's true strength?"

"That's too strong, they're not even in the same league!"

"But isn't this going too far? Feng Xingtong is clearly beating him to death."

"Even if you want to win, is it necessary to use such a heavy hand?"

"Look at the skills Wang Bing is displaying; they don't look like moves that a true superhuman could use."

"Feng Xingtong probably won't be able to hold on."

"He has been driven to the brink of despair."

"Give up, at least giving up will save your life."

Feng Zhenghao stood at a distance, his clenched fists revealing his inner turmoil.

He did not tell Feng Xingtong what Jiang Mo had said yesterday.

It's because I believe Feng Xingtong can make the right choice.

It was only at this point that I understood what Jiang Mo meant.

Yesterday, Jiang Mo told himself that Feng Xingtong was not as ruthless as Wang Bing.

Even if the strength is evenly matched.

In the match, Feng Xingtong will also lose to Wang Bing.

What is that opportunity?

What are Feng Xingtong's chances of turning defeat into victory?

"Xing Tong will have a solution."

Feng Shayan, who was standing to the side, advised Feng Zhenghao.

......

Watching the fierce battle on the field.

Xu Si couldn't help but steal a glance at Jiang Mo beside him.

Judging from his previous experience, Jiang Mo has a thorough understanding of the course of every match.

In particular, they seem to have an extraordinary understanding of control-type abilities such as summoning spirits and commanding generals.

He had previously asked Jiang Mo what to do if Zhang Chulan were to face Feng Xingtong.

At the time, Jiang Mo said she wouldn't encounter it.

It even puts my mind at ease.

Did they already know that Feng Xingtong was bound to lose in her battle against Wang Bing?

But how did Jiang Mo discover it?

They came to Longhu Mountain together.

Although they are not inseparable.

But they also knew what Jiang Mo had done.

The prediction was so accurate.

Is it really the power of God?

Xu Si ran his hands through his hair haphazardly.

"Did you know this would happen all along?" Xu Si, unable to understand, could only ask Jiang Mo in a low voice.