Simultaneous travel: Each of me has a different golden finger

Chapter 45 Prelude, Zhang Lingyu's Panic

"what!"

Wang opened his mouth wide and swallowed all the spirits into his stomach. For a moment, his breath increased greatly.

"Dad, why is his Soul Confinement and General Summoning different from ours?"

Feng Xingtong's eyes widened. This method of devouring souls was truly unheard of.

"I don't know either."

Feng Zhenghao's glasses reflected the light, and his face was serious. He said, "But Wang Bing has many skills, which explains why he can absorb the ability of spirits."

We must discuss this matter with the Wang family!

"I am going to kill you!"

Wang Bing's eyes glowed white and he unleashed a powerful Qi blade.

'His spirit became more manic again. This soul-devouring method is really nothing.'

Bai Jing's thoughts were flowing, and his hands were moving quickly as well.

"Breath of the Moon, Form One, Dark Moon, Palace of the Night."

The sharp crescent-shaped slash was so powerful that it tore through the air, forming a vacuum zone. The moment the Qi blade touched it, it was crushed to pieces.

But in an instant he rushed towards Wang Bing.

"Oops!"

A strong sense of crisis emerged in Wang Bing's heart. He couldn't take this attack!
"Bing'er!"

Wang Ai's pupils shrank, and he wanted to go down to save people, but Feng Zhenghao and Lu Jin teamed up to block him.

"Step aside!"

Wang Ai shouted angrily and raised his hand to attack the two men.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Hasn't your great-grandson admitted defeat yet?"

Lu Jin smiled.

Facing two of the Ten Lords, how could Wang Ai get away with anything? His palm strike failed and he even took three steps back.

"Tear!"

After only a moment's obstruction, Bai Jing's attack had already reached Wang Bing, leaving a two-foot-long blood mark on his body, his flesh and blood were blurred, and blood was gushing out.

The wound is so deep that one can even see the internal organs. If not treated in time, the patient will soon die from excessive blood loss.

"Great grandfather...save me."

Wang Bing collapsed to the ground, his eyes losing focus.

Seeing this, Lu Jin and Feng Zhenghao stopped trying to stop him. Wang Ai jumped down, hugging his great-grandson, with murderous intent on his face.

"Boy, you have the guts!"

Bai Jing turned a deaf ear and leisurely returned to the audience seats.

Lu Jin patted Bai Jing on the shoulder and said, "Well done. Don't worry about that old guy's revenge. I'll help you bear it!"

Feng Zhenghao looked stern: "It is said that Wang Bing has been doing evil since he was young, and has harmed ordinary people. Even if he died here, it would not be unfair for him.

Ladies and gentlemen, I won't stay with you any longer. There are some things I need to ask Wang Ai!"

"Go ahead."

Lu Jin waved his hand.

The old Taoist priest turned to look at Bai Jing and said, "Your previous move was intended to chop the neck, but you just changed the trajectory temporarily."

"Well, Wang Bing died in this Luotian Grand Ceremony. It was not a good ending."

Sharing the strength, he also followed the habits of Demon Slayer Bai Jing and all his attacks were killing moves.

But the situation here is different. Unless you are facing a full-blown gang or a dangerous person, it is better not to cause any loss of life.

"I'm determined. You will face Zhang Lingyu in the next match. Are you sure?"

The old Taoist priest looked calm, but his thoughts were churning inside.

This kid made it all the way to the semi-finals, and even when facing Wang Bing, he was like an old man playing with a naughty boy, and it was hard to tell his strength.

Because of the different systems, the old master couldn’t see Bai Jing’s strength clearly.

But he also understood that even if Zhang Lingyu faced Wang Bing's numerous methods, it would not be so easy.

"That's right."

If the Breath of the Moon is fully concentrated and hits the target, Bai Jing can fight Zhang Lingyu 60:40. Now...

On the stands in the other direction, several ordinary-looking men were looking at Bai Jing.

"Is that the man who arrested you and Lu Liang?"

"Ah."

What was strange was that one of the big men had a lazy look on his face.

“Looks like a tough guy.

But we can wait until we fight in Longhu Mountain and take the opportunity to avenge you. Let this kid know that Quan Xing is not someone you can easily mess with!"

"what ever."

…………It was night.

Feng Zhenghao called Bai Jing away alone.

"Is it about the Wang family?"

Bai Jing guessed.

Although Feng Xingtong was not injured by Wang Bing like in the original novel, Wang Bing demonstrated his ability to summon spirits and dispatch generals in the competition during the day.

The struggle between the Wang family and the Tianxiahui is inevitable.

"Well, you are indeed a smart kid."

Feng Zhenghao looked up at the moonlight in the sky and continued, "I am ready to join the Wang family, and my pledge is to expel you from the Tianxia Society.

Bai Jing, I hope you can understand. "

"understand."

"Oh?"

Feng Zhenghao was surprised to get Bai Jing's reply.

Bai Jing smiled and said, "From light to darkness, attack and defeat them, President, am I right?"

"...After meeting you, I often wondered why you were not my son."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"After the Luotian Grand Ceremony is over, Wang Ai will launch a crazy revenge against you, and I, the Tianxia Society, will help you. Of course, it's just a superficial gesture.

Wang Ai also knew that I was pretending to surrender, but this was an open conspiracy. He had also coveted my Tianxiahui for a long time, and he and I would engage in commercial competition.

With the help of Mr. Lu, you can hold back the Wang family..."

Feng Zhenghao spoke eloquently and unfolded a preliminary plan against the Wang family in front of Bai Jing.

Bai Jing's role in this plan is to use the power of the Lu family as bait to lure back the Wang family's strangers and make them too busy to deal with them.

"how do you feel?"

"not good."

A gleam flashed across Bai Jing's eyes.

"If you have any additional comments, feel free to speak up."

"No need for the Lu family, I am enough on my own."

…………

Zhang Lingyu pushed the door and walked into the courtyard where the old Taoist priest lived.

"Master, you called me."

"Ah."

The old Taoist pointed to the cushion in front of him and said, "Sit down."

Zhang Lingyu sat down cross-legged.

"Lingyu, your master has grown up in Longhu Mountain since he was a child. From childhood to adulthood, he has always been the most powerful among his fellow disciples.

It is hard to find an opponent among peers. Back then, your master wanted to use Old Lu to teach me a lesson, but I slapped him and he cried. "

Hearing this, Zhang Lingyu laughed and said, "I am ashamed that I cannot defeat all my peers like Master."

"I won't force you to do anything else, but you must win the battle tomorrow!"

The old Taoist priest gave a light shout, his expression unusually serious.

"why?"

Zhang Lingyu was stunned.

"Because he is Lao Lu's disciple! I, as a teacher, know that I am better than him in every way. I want to win in this battle of succession!"

"...Master, you are old, but you are still so competitive."

Zhang Lingyu felt helpless.

"In short, you promised your master that you would defeat Bai Jing."

"I will do my best, disciple."

"It's not about trying your best, it's about doing it for sure!"