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Zhou Fengliu and his group were summoned to the venue where Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing were competing by a phone call from Xu San and Xu Si.

"Didn't you guys finish your competition a while ago? Why are you so late?" Xu Si asked, a cigarette dangling from his lips, as he saw Zhang Chulan and his group approach.

"Um... I watched a match between Feng Xingtong and Wang Bing," Zhang Chulan replied.

"Oh, the Feng family kid won that match?"

"No...it's Wang Bing. That Wang Bing can also summon spirits and command generals..."

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Before Xu Si could finish his surprise, Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye walked onto the field below.

"Master Wang, shall we make a move?" Zhuge Qing rolled up his sleeves, seemingly preparing to demonstrate his martial arts skills.

"Alright..." Wang didn't hold back and launched an attack on Zhuge Qing as soon as he had the chance. The two first had a fistfight, and then after Zhuge Qing used his magic, the two separated.

Wang Ye touched his cheek and discovered that there was a cut on his right cheek.

"Master Wang Ye...show us your true strength. You are actually a sorcerer too, why are you treating me like this...do you look down on me, Zhuge Qing?"

Zhuge Qing had observed Wang Ye in several matches and found that Wang Ye made every move against his opponents very reasonably, and all his positions were able to seize the auspicious spots at the time.

"Look down on me? Of course not... We always have to test the waters first..." Wang Ye shrugged, then looked at Zhuge Qing with a more serious expression and asked:

"Zhuge Qing, have you... ever been defeated?"

Hearing Wang Ye's question, Zhuge Qing raised an eyebrow and then replied, "If we don't count the practice I did with the elders in the clan before... no."

Wang Ye nodded upon hearing this and continued, "Then do you think you can accept your failure? That kind of... complete denial of your previous life's devastation."

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Qing remained silent for a second, and then the two of them stood motionless in the center of the field like wooden figures.

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"What are those two doing? Why aren't they moving?" Zhang Chulan watched for a long time, thinking that what followed would be an even more exciting duel, but instead of seeing anything exciting, he only saw the two staring at each other.

"They're probably preparing a major move..."

As soon as Xu Si finished speaking, Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye on the field suddenly started fighting. Compared to this, their previous exchanges were just minor skirmishes.

The two began a duel as sorcerers.

One moment Zhuge Qing uses the Kun character Earth River Chariot, and the next moment Wang Ye uses the Earth River Chariot. However, Wang Ye's Earth River Chariot is much more powerful and has a greater momentum than Zhuge Qing's. The two are like a rickshaw and a Lamborghini, which cannot be compared at all.

Compared to Zhuge Qing, Wang Ye at this moment was like a sorcerer with cheat codes; the interaction of the five elements in magic was as if it didn't exist for him.

As the saying goes, the layman sees the spectacle, while the expert sees the details. An expert can tell after a few glances that Zhuge Qing has little chance of winning this game.

As expected, Wang also won the competition.

"Damn it... this Taoist priest Wang Ye is even more awesome than Zhuge Qing... how am I supposed to deal with him tomorrow?" Zhang Chulan, having finished watching the match, silently glanced at Feng Baobao beside him.

"Sister Bao'er...are you proficient in your work?"

"Huh?" Upon hearing Zhang Chulan's words, Feng Baobao was first taken aback, and then realized what Zhang Chulan wanted to do.

"Of course, I'm very familiar with this business."

"Then... I'll have to trouble you so that Daoist Wang Ye won't see the sun rise in the arena tomorrow. Thank you for your hard work, Sister Bao'er!" Zhang Chulan chuckled and prepared to have Feng Baobao make arrangements for Wang Ye.

"Don't worry, I've got it covered." Feng Baobao nodded.

"You... you're just going to resort to underhanded tactics like this?" Zhou Fengliu asked when he heard Zhang Chulan say he was going to make arrangements for Wang Ye.

"There's nothing I can do... Judging from Daoist Wang Ye's performance today, even if I exploded tomorrow, I still couldn't beat him." Zhang Chulan sighed.

...

After this match, the eight teams advancing to the finals were determined.

As the sun set and the last rays of blood faded, Zhou Fengliu glanced at the match schedule and discovered that his next opponent was Wang Bing. Wang Bing also noticed him at that moment and made a provocative gesture towards him, his expression seemingly saying: "What are you looking at?"

Seeing Wang Bing's gesture, Zhang Chulan, who was standing next to Zhou Fengliu, quietly spoke to Zhou Fengliu:

"Brother Liu, should I tell Sister Bao'er? We can bury him tonight too."

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Zhou Fengliu raised an eyebrow upon hearing this and then said, "What are you saying?! What kind of talk is this? We at Na Du Tong are a legitimate company, and our employees are all kind and honest people. How could we do such a thing..."

“Even if we’re going to spar with someone, we should do it properly on the competition field. Wait a minute? Where’s Bao’er? Didn’t she already leave?” Zhou Fengliu suddenly remembered something, looked around and found that Feng Bao’er was nowhere to be seen.

"Yeah... but it seems like they haven't made a move yet. Daoist Wang Ye is currently being chased by Zhuge Qing's fans..." Zhang Chulan said that he had just seen Zhuge Qing's female fans chasing after Wang Ye everywhere.

"That's terrifying... Luckily, my next opponent isn't Zhuge Qing, otherwise... even if I won, I'd be chased by Zhuge Qing's female fans for miles around..."

Chapter 75 Has Our Friendship Gone Wrong? (Second Update)

"Brother Liu...where are you going?" Zhang Chulan had just finished complaining when he saw Zhou Fengliu walking away into the distance.

"Go back and rest... what else can you do?"

"Oh..." Zhang Chulan responded, then stood there for a moment and decided to go check on Feng Xingtong's injuries.

After a moment.

Zhang Chulan went to Feng Xingtong's room to recuperate alone.

"Miss Feng..."

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"Zhang Chulan?" Feng Shayan was taking care of Feng Xingtong in the room when she saw Zhang Chulan arrive. She was somewhat surprised: "Why are you here?"

"Of course we've come to see Brother Xing Tong!"

"Huh? Why is it just you? Where's Chairman Feng?" Zhang Chulan didn't see Feng Zhenghao in the room.

"Dad went to the Wang family to demand an explanation..." Feng Shayan replied.

"Oh...I see." Zhang Chulan nodded, then turned his gaze to Feng Xingtong, who was lying on the bed.

At this moment, Feng Xingtong was wrapped in many bandages, and the wounds on his face had also been bandaged. When he saw Zhang Chulan arrive, he sat up straight and said, "Brother Chulan... I'm sorry to have made you laugh."

"It's good that you're alright..." Zhang Chulan saw that Feng Xingtong only had superficial injuries and didn't seem to be in any serious condition.

"Ugh... I should have listened to my brother-in-law. If I had surrendered earlier, I wouldn't have been beaten so badly."

Feng Xingtong gave a wry smile. This battle had almost cost him the spirit of the beloved old man, Prince Zhong, and it was extremely dangerous.

"Before the battle... we didn't know that Wang Bing could also summon spirits and command generals..." Zhang Chulan scratched his head, indicating that no one had expected that Wang Bing could summon spirits and command generals.

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As Feng Xingtong listened to Zhang Chulan's words, a fragment of memory seemed to flash through his mind, causing him to pause slightly:

"No... I should have been more careful. My brother-in-law reminded me of that at the bonfire party the other day..."

"What?" Upon hearing Feng Xingtong's words, Feng Shayan was the first to be puzzled. She looked at Feng Xingtong and asked, "When? How come I didn't know?"

"Sis, you were busy drinking with other people at the time, how would you know... Besides, I didn't pay attention at the time either."

"What did he say at the time?"

"Hmm..." Feng Xingtong recalled for a moment and then said, "At that time, I was feeling smug because I had borrowed Uncle Liu from Brother Youfu and thought the competition was in the bag. Then my brother-in-law said to me... 'Does having something mean that others don't have it?'"

"..."

"I was just too stupid and didn't take it seriously... If it weren't for my older sister helping me today, I probably wouldn't have been able to protect even Grandpa Zizhong." Feng Xingtong said, realizing how ridiculous her smugness was.

"Me?" Feng Shayan, who was called out, was a little confused: "I didn't, I was stopped by the referee."

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Hearing her older sister's denial, Feng Xingtong was also stunned for a moment.

"Who was that? I fainted as soon as I took back Grandpa Zizhong."

"I rushed over but was stopped, and then a gust of wind blew by. It seems like no one made a move," Feng Shayan said, indicating that she didn't notice much at the time.

"No, no... even a gust of wind couldn't possibly force Wang Bing to retreat."

"Forehead..."

At this moment, Zhang Chulan, who knew a little about the inside story, looked at the Feng siblings with a somewhat awkward expression: "Wait... what are you pretending for?"

"What?" The Feng siblings didn't understand what Zhang Chulan meant.

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Seeing that the two seemed genuinely unaware, Zhang Chulan became somewhat uncertain.

"Don't you guys know... that Brother Liu can control the wind?"

"Control..." Feng Shayan paused for a moment, her expression blank, upon hearing the voice: "Wind?"

Feng Xingtong: "..."

The Feng siblings exchanged a glance, recalling their father's words during Zhou Fengliu's battle with Jia Zhengliang: Jia Zhengliang's throwing knives were deflected around Zhou Fengliu!

So Zhou Fengliu can manipulate airflow?

The Feng siblings remained silent.

Among the leaders of the World Society, there is one extraordinary person who can manipulate air currents and attack by compressing air currents... but he is probably not as outrageous as Zhou Fengliu.