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"This is a deadly attack." Xu Si's face darkened. "Wang Bing intends to take this opportunity to cripple Feng Xingtong."

Feng Zhenghao clenched his fists in the stands, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

He didn't expect Wang Bing to take such a drastic step during this opportunity.

I thought it was just a normal competition, but I never expected it to turn out like this.

"Stop!" Feng Shayan couldn't stand it any longer and was about to rush down.

"Wait," Feng Zhenghao stopped his daughter. "Trust your brother's choice."

His voice was calm, but his clenched fists were already bleeding.

Seeing her son treated like this was unbearable.

Feng Shayan was pulled back by Feng Zhenghao.

They could only stand in the stands and continue watching the game.

At this moment, Wang Bing seemed to have flipped a switch, becoming even more insane.

Under his control, the spirits grew increasingly violent, each strike potentially fatal.

"Die!" Wang Bing laughed wildly, "I'll show you what true spirit control and command is!"

......

"Something's not right." Jiang Mo frowned slightly on the platform.

Something is very wrong with Wang Bing.

Just now, Wang Bing was attacking.

He discovered that Wang Bing's soul was undergoing some kind of mutation.

The spirits he forcibly controlled began to rebel, and the rebellion grew increasingly violent.

“Wang Bing’s situation is very dangerous,” Jiang Mo said slowly. “He controls too many souls, and he does so entirely through coercive means.”

"These vengeful spirits will eventually turn on you."

"You mean...?" Xu Si was taken aback.

"His current display of strength is actually digging his own grave."

Jiang Mo explained, "Those souls he forcibly devoured are gradually eroding his sanity."

“I knew he was getting more and more insane,” Wei Duoduo said thoughtfully. “The resentment of those souls has begun to affect his sanity.”

......

The battle in the field continues.

The heavily injured Feng Xingtong struggled to his feet, already sensing the abnormality in Wang Bing's condition.

That kind of madness was clearly not something a normal person should have.

"Admit defeat!" Wang Bing laughed maniacally, his voice tinged with madness. "A weakling like you is not worthy of using the Spirit Binding Technique!"

“I am indeed not as ruthless as you,” Feng Xingtong wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, “but at least I understand that this supernatural power is not meant to harm living beings.”

"Hahaha!" Wang Bing laughed wildly, his laughter filled with madness. "Naive! Power in this world is always built upon the suffering of others!"

With that, he launched another attack.

This time, the aura of those spirits was even more violent than before, almost completely losing their reason.

Even Wang Bing himself couldn't control himself.

"Oh no!" Jiang Mo suddenly stood up. "Wang Bing has completely lost control!"

Sure enough, the attacks from those spirits began to become chaotic.

Not only Feng Xingtong was affected, but even the spectators on the sidelines began to be impacted.

Terrifying spiritual power raged across the arena, leaving devastation in its wake.

"Everyone back off!" the referee shouted.

But it was too late.

The berserk spirit was completely out of control and began to wreak havoc on the scene.

As Wang Bing lost control, the entire arena descended into chaos.

Those raging spirits were like wild horses, charging recklessly across the arena.

The terrifying spiritual power materialized into a tangible black mist.

Wherever it went, it destroyed everything in its path.

The spectators on the sidelines scattered and fled, their screams of terror echoing throughout the stadium.

"Evacuate immediately!"

The referee, standing on the field, shouted hoarsely, trying to organize the crowd to evacuate in an orderly manner.

But under such circumstances, any command would seem pale and powerless.

Those out-of-control spirits were completely unrestrained and began to attack indiscriminately.

Several spectators who were slow to run were hit by the aftershocks of the spiritual energy and collapsed to the ground, vomiting blood on the spot.

Medical staff tried to rush forward to help, but were forced back by even more violent spiritual energy.

Wang Ai looked at her grandson, who had completely lost his mind.

He roared at his subordinates behind him.

"Where's the doctor? Go get the doctor right away."

The subordinates heard Wang Ai's words.

They all took a step back.

I dare not say more at this time.

They were even more afraid that Wang Ai would vent her anger on them.

"Elder, someone has gone down!"

"It's very likely that they were medical staff arranged by Longhushan Hospital."

The subordinates closest to Wang Ai had no way to avoid it.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure leap off the stands.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Regardless of who that person is.

At least there's hope.

If the people who went down didn't manage to save Young Master Wang.

Wang Ai would no longer pay attention to them.

At that point, we can only hope for the best for them.

Wang Ai breathed a sigh of relief when she heard someone leave.

There has never been a case of someone going astray in the competition.

Before the match, he also advised Wang to just stay calm.

We will definitely be able to defeat Feng Xingtong.

Who knew he would unleash such a powerful move right from the start.

However, Wang Bing is not going to get better.

Feng Xingtong won't have it easy either.

Who exactly arranged this for Longhu Mountain?

Can Wang Bing be cured?

With that in mind, Wang Ai immediately turned her attention to the competition field.

The figure moved with incredible speed, arriving at the center of the arena almost in the blink of an eye.

But he didn't see the person's face.

"It's Jiang Mo!"

"The Gu Master is about to make his move!"

"Has he gone mad? Going down at a time like this?"

The audience erupted in cheers.

Some people exclaimed in surprise, some were worried, and most held their breath.

Hearing the audience's voices.

Wang Ai stopped what she was doing.

If this person is Jiang Mo, then it's reliable.

Although Jiang Mo hates evil as much as he hates it.

However, they will not launch an attack.

Unless those reckless individuals provoke Jiang Mo.

The fact that he was able to go down when the spiritual energy was emanating must be to save Bing'er.

The old celestial master standing above was about to intervene to stop the chaos, but withdrew his hand after seeing Jiang Mo leave the scene.

He already had a good understanding of Jiang Mo's abilities.

Since he chose to take action, he must be confident that he can control the situation.

However, this young man is truly a mystery.

Previously, they even had Zhang Chulan come over to complain about Wang Ai.

Now he himself is going down to save people.

What does it mean?

old.

I'm finding it increasingly difficult to understand what young people are thinking.

Lu Jin and Tian Jinzhong exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

This was the first time they had ever seen Jiang Mo so actively involved in a situation.

Jiang Mo moved nimbly through the raging spirits, completely unaffected.

In an instant, he arrived at the center of the arena, only a few steps away from the out-of-control Wang Bing.

His movements appeared effortless, yet they exuded an invisible sense of pressure.

The atmosphere in the entire stadium froze upon his arrival.

Wang Ai stared intently at Jiang Mo's every move.

I still have some worries.

They had just threatened Zhang Chulan yesterday, and now Jiang Mo's sudden move filled him with unease.

They were afraid that Jiang Mo would take the opportunity to retaliate.

"Be careful! Don't hurt my grandson!" Wang Ai couldn't help but shout, her voice trembling slightly.