Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 164: Angry Loli (Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket! Please give me a recommendation ticket!)
"The youngsters nowadays really can't be underestimated. Each one of them is like a little monster!" Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile, stroking his beard.

Then, Zhang Zhiwei smiled and teased Lu Jin, "Old Lu, do you have any idea of ​​going down in person and trying it out with them? It can also be considered as giving some pointers to the younger generation!"

Lu Jin's face darkened a little. Even though he had a good level of cultivation, looking at the Yaksha Jiedi standing tall in the arena, wouldn't his old body be broken into pieces?
"You go if you want to go, I won't go!"

Lu Jin said unhappily, "And judging from the uniforms they are wearing, they must be from Meng Xiaozi's company. If you really fight with them, they will throw a certificate at you and accuse you of assaulting relevant personnel. You won't even have a place to cry."

As someone who often deals with Meng Fan, Lu Jin obviously knows Meng Fan's style very well. Whenever he disagrees with something, he takes out the little red notebook, as if it were a talisman.

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Zhiwei laughed heartily, but after he finished laughing, a strange look appeared on his face. With his knowledge, he could easily see the backgrounds of the several Vajra Gate statues and Yakshas and Hungry Ghosts on the scene.

It is a guardian deity created through the purification of incense and vows. Although the boy's life is a mutation of the soul, it is also a kind of divine soul.

Taoism also has its own methods of utilizing the power of incense and vows, such as training the Six Ding and Six Jia guardian generals, or refining bean soldiers and yellow turban warriors.

But for someone like Meng Fan, to have refined it into such a majestic appearance, it must have been the result of thousands of years of worship, or the response of a true god to have such power.

The incense is difficult to collect, could it be that the true body of the god has descended?

Zhang Zhiwei's eyes flickered as he looked thoughtfully at the fierce fight in the arena.

At this time, Yaksha and Jie Di were unwilling to give in to each other, and there was a crackling sound where they collided. The Buddha's light and the ghost energy were like enemies, neither of them giving in.

The yakshas and hungry ghosts opened their bloody mouths and were about to bite, but Jie Di Vajra used his demon-subduing form and the Buddha's light turned into lapis lazuli golden flames, preventing them from biting.

The demon-subduing pestle in the hand of Jie Di Vajra hums, releasing infinite thundering Buddhist sounds. The Yakshas and hungry ghosts roar and scream, spitting out hellfire charcoal and magma from their mouths. The wings behind them spread, revealing the true form of the Yakshas.

It was like the collision of small mountains. Every time the swords clashed, there was a deafening sound. Wherever the fight passed, the competition venue was destroyed beyond recognition.

At this moment, the situation on the field suddenly changed.

Liu Wukui suddenly put his hands together and chanted some obscure Buddhist scriptures. The Buddha's light on Wufang Jie Di's body suddenly increased, and five big lights appeared behind his head, like five scorching suns, illuminating the entire stadium.

Feng Xingtong was not willing to be outdone. He closed his eyes and concentrated, then suddenly opened them. The ghost energy of the seven Yakshas and hungry ghosts condensed into seven black tornadoes that rushed straight into the sky.

For a moment, it was unclear whether the black dragon swallowed the sun or the sun broke the black dragon.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the Five Jiedis and the Seven Yakshas and Hungry Ghosts collided again.

Jie Di's body is full of muscles and looks extremely strong, as if he has the power to shake mountains; although Yaksha and Hungry Ghost are skinny, they are like stone statues of wild ghosts and also have the ability to move mountains.

"You stupid white-haired fellow, do you have any skills left?"

Liu Wukui gnashed his teeth, and tried hard to mobilize the innate Qi from his body, which he transmitted to the Five Directions Jie Di. Feng Xingtong also continued to provide assistance to the seven Yakshas and hungry ghosts through the soul-hook chains.

Feng Xingtong had cold sweat on his forehead, but he said, "Thank you for the compliment. Now that you know how powerful I am, you should admit defeat first."

"Bah, your sister Kui won't admit defeat!"

Liu Wukui was being stubborn. It was obvious that he only had two or three layers of his innate Qi left, but he still chose to hold on. However, Feng Xingtong was not having a good time either.

However, compared to the Five Directions Jie Di who are completely supported by Liu Wukui, Feng Xingtong's Yakshas and Hungry Ghosts do not have so many restrictions. After all, they are spiritual bodies.

The only thing to worry about is that after Feng Xingtong has exhausted his strength, these seven Yakshas and hungry ghosts will be out of control and will let go of their natures and harm people at will.

The two were in a stalemate again.

Seeing that Liu Wukui still refused to admit defeat, Feng Xingtong could only sigh, tugged at the soul-catching chain, signaled the seven Yakshas and hungry ghosts to retreat, raised his hands to admit defeat and said, "Forget it, forget it. I'm scared of you!"

"This isn't a life-and-death fight, is it necessary to fight to the death?"

"Referee, I surrender!"

The match between Liu Wukui and Feng Xingtong temporarily ended with Feng Xingtong admitting defeat, but after the match, Liu Wukui and Feng Xingtong met again.

Liu Wukui gave Feng Xingtong a flying kick in the stomach.

"vomit!"

"What are you doing?"

Feng Xingtong knelt on the ground, somewhat confused.

Unexpectedly, Liu Wukui wiped his nose, stepped forward and grabbed Feng Xingtong's collar, and said unappreciatively: "Sister Kui, do you need to let me go?"

"What belongs to me is mine. I don't want a victory that comes for nothing!"

But this is not Liu Wukui's fault. She is a lively, aggressive, straightforward and belligerent person. If you really fight her, she thinks that losing is losing, and there is nothing to worry about.

However, if you deliberately admit defeat halfway through the fight, it means you look down on her, so she will naturally come to you for an explanation after the game.

At this moment, Meng Fan also came over and asked Liu Wukui when he saw him: "Wukui, the referee said that you gave up, what's going on?!"

What caught Meng Fan's eyes was Liu Wukui riding on Feng Xingtong, pulling his collar, their faces very close, and Liu Wukui had a resentful look on his face.

Seeing Meng Fan approaching, he glanced at him sideways.

Feng Xingtong poked his head out at the right moment, waved his hand awkwardly at Meng Fan and said, "Heavenly work!"

Meng Fan nodded, looking like an experienced person, and said, "Sorry to bother you. I'll leave right away. You guys continue!"

All I could hear was Feng Xingtong's wailing from behind:

"Tian Gong, no, you misunderstood!"

"Help!!!"

Meng Fan deliberately added fuel to the fire and shouted back: "Don't worry, I didn't misunderstand. We, the people, have sharp eyes."

On the way, Meng Fan stopped Feng Zhenghao who was about to come over, put his arm around his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Hey, Brother Feng, your family is about to get married, so you must treat me to a meal when you have time!"

Feng Zhenghao was completely confused. Was the wedding coming soon? Could it be that Shayan had made some progress?

After returning, Meng Fan even joked to Liu Hongzhong: "Hongzhong, if your sister gets married one day, will you be happy? Do you have any plans for the bride price?"

"Let me tell you a little secret. The other party is very rich!"

Liu Hongzhong was obviously a little bit incredulous:
"Who are you talking about, Tian Gong? My sister?"

"You mean Wu Kui?!"

"It's good enough to be married. Why do you want a dowry? I don't want even a penny. I'd even give you three years' salary as compensation."

(End of this chapter)