One person: Longhushan security guard, stopped the Ten Elders until they cried!

When Zhang Chulan climbed down from the tree, his legs were still weak.

I've been tied up all night, my bladder is about to burst...

He shook his swollen wrist and looked across at the other side—

Dan Shih-Tung sported huge dark circles under his eyes, and his lower body was covered in mud...

This guy had half his body buried in the ground and stayed there for half the night, which was even worse than what I had experienced!

The two stared at each other across the ring, and the air was silent for three seconds.

"Brother...I'm sorry..." Zhang Chulan clasped his hands together.

"That girl is crazy! I was just about to untie you..."

Before he could finish speaking, a murderous gaze swept over him!

Zhou Yan: Is it my fault?

Zhang Chulan fell silent, swallowing the rest of his sentence!

Shan Shitong's brow throbbed with anger, and he gritted his teeth, saying:

"Stop talking nonsense! I'll kill you first... then I'll settle the score with that crazy girl!"

boom!

Boom!

The two instantly engaged in combat.

Zhou Yan shook his head, turned around, and left the edge of the arena.

He had no interest in watching two male marmots fight...

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"Come on! I choose you... Uncle Liu Kunsheng!"

A chilling wind blew by, and Zhou Yan felt goosebumps rise all over his body for no apparent reason.

Looking in the direction of the sound.

On another arena, Wang Bing, who had previously had a "friendly encounter," was engaged in a passionate battle with a young, white-haired boy.

The distinctive white hair, coupled with the chilling aura emanating from the other person, made Zhou Yan instantly recognize him—

The World Alliance, Feng Xing Tong!

"Damn it!"

"Grandpa Liu, who fears neither heaven nor earth, is being treated like a pet and ordered around!"

In the stands, a middle-parted man from Northeast China wearing glasses was so angry he was jumping up and down!

Zhou Yan recognized him.

The snake spirit named Liu Kunsheng, a member of the Northeast shamanic lineage, was originally the "guardian spirit" of this four-eyed boy named Deng Youfu.

Unfortunately, it was completely countered by the bug-level Spirit Binding and Commanding skill!

However, Feng Xingtong, who had just crushed Deng Youfu with unparalleled might yesterday, has met his nemesis today...

"Uncle Liu, lend me your power..."

Grandpa Liu?

Feng Xingtong was planning to use the power of the Snake Fairy to defeat his opponent, but then he discovered...

My ability to summon spirits and command generals... is no longer working!

Opposite him, the blond-haired king, with a crooked mouth and outstretched fingers, also aimed at the snake immortal in the air, and coldly snorted:

"You beast, why aren't you here yet?"

Whoosh-!

Liu Kunsheng's pitch-black spirit body was torn and pulled like a lump of dough by the two, emitting painful screams.

Feng Xingtong looked shocked:

"It's summoning spirits... How could you possibly do that!"

"Hahaha! Is that strange?"

Feng Xingtong... with your half-baked spirit-binding and general-conquering skills, you can't defeat me!

Feng Xingtong roared, "What do you mean by 'half-baked'?!"

Wang Bing laughed heartily, "I'll tell you after I've subdued this beast..."

Having said that, he reached out and grabbed into the void!

A black spirit was captured in the palm of his hand.

"Let me show you the true meaning of 'Spirit Binding and Commanding Generals'..."

Under Feng Xingtong's dumbfounded gaze, Wang Bing grabbed the spirit's neck and bit down!

【ah--!】

The spirit let out a bloodcurdling scream, and Wang Bing's aura instantly surged!

"This method of absorbing spirits, although not as beneficial as possession, is still effective."

But the power gained can remain within the body permanently!

As Wang Bing spoke, he reached out and beckoned again!

"Come on, you beast!"

"I haven't seen such a powerful spirit in a long time..."

"If I devour you, I will be invincible!"

Wang Bing's eyes burned with passion, and Liu Kunsheng's spirit body instantly broke free from Feng Xingtong's restraints and flew towards him!

A collective gasp rippled through the audience.

"The Wang family actually has such methods!"

"Feng Xingtong won't last much longer!"

"Uncle Liu! Wang Bing... I'll fight you to the death!"

Deng Youfu rushed towards the ring like a madman.

On the stage.

"Uncle Liu is Brother Deng's family... I can't let you do this!"

Feng Xingtong's mouth was bleeding.

Behind him, the silhouette of a kind old man with white hair and beard slowly rose.

"Grandpa Zizhong, we're counting on you!"

The old man looked at Feng Xingtong, and even though he was a spirit, he could still see the reluctance in her eyes.

He spread his arms, and strands of black Qi condensed into thin lines, piercing several major acupoints on Feng Xingtong's body!

Feng Xingtong's aura surged dramatically!

This is not a true increase in strength...

Instead, it's overdrawing and squeezing the body's potential...

Afterwards, I'll inevitably have to stay in bed for a few days...

But I can't worry about that now!

"We can't let Grandpa Liu get hurt by this bastard..."

"Liu Kunsheng...come back here!"

Whoosh-!

The tug-of-war in the air has reversed again!

Just one step away from falling into the trap of Liu Kunsheng mentioned by Wang Bing, he suddenly flew into the sky!

Wang Bing was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Feng Xingtong made a decision that shocked everyone—

"Binding spirit... Release!"

Snapped--!

The snake spirit instantly broke free of its restraints and flew towards Deng Youfu, who had already rushed to the edge of the arena and was being stopped by the referee!

Feng Xingtong turned his head weakly:

"Take Grandpa Liu away! Leave Jiangxi!"

"Feng Xingtong...you fucking ruined my plans, didn't you..."

Wang Bing's face darkened for a moment, then he gave a crooked smile.

"What I set my sights on... I will definitely get!"

This old man is kind of interesting... I'll use this to pay for it first!

His gaze was fixed on the spirit of the old man in the air who could turn his fingers into needles.

"Hehe...Come on!"

In an instant, the Qi needle left the body.

The old man's spirit, uncontrollably, flew towards the king!

Feng Xingtong's forehead veins bulged, and blood vessels covered the whites of his eyes.

"don't want!"

"I... admit defeat!"

"Brother Wang, I give up!"

"Hmm?" Wang Bing raised an eyebrow.

Prince Zhong's spirit was already in his palm.

"What did you say? I can't hear you..."

He opened his mouth, and the spirit struggled violently in his palm, about to be devoured!

Snapped! ! !

A crisp sound rang out, electrifying the entire arena!

Wang Bing was slammed into the stone surface of the arena!

Rock fragments flew everywhere.

Wang Bing was upside down, with only his legs sticking out, and the ground cracked open like a spider web!

The entire room fell silent.

Zhou Yan withdrew his hand and stood in front of Feng Xingtong.

Wang Zizhong's spirit swayed in mid-air for a few moments before slowly returning to Feng Xingtong's side.

"He said he conceded defeat."

Zhou Yan looked down at Wang Bing, who was struggling to crawl out.

"Can't you hear me?"

Those four words were louder than a slap in the face.

No one around dared to make a sound.

Feng Xingtong quickly pulled Wang Zizhong back into her body!

boom--

The rocks shattered, and the king broke free from the pit.

Half of his face was swollen, and blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth.

Those eyes were frighteningly red.

It's that security guard again!

He had already lost face by being stopped from entering the mountains earlier.

Today, in front of the entire audience...

He actually dared to hit me!

Wang Bing was enraged and seemed to have forgotten that he had just been severely "punished" by the other party a couple of days ago.

"I'm going to kill you—!!"

He roared, his Qi surging wildly, and he transformed into a blur as he charged straight at Zhou Yan!

Zhou Yan did not retreat an inch.

He merely tilted his head slightly before the shadowy figure arrived, dodging the punch.

at the same time--

He spread his right hand and grabbed Wang Bing's face.

"Attacked景区 staff..."

An electric arc flashed in Zhou Yan's eyes.

"I must act in self-defense."

Sizzle—!

Thick, paste-like Yin Five Thunder exploded from the palm of his hand!

Dark blue arcs of electricity enveloped Wang Bing's entire body!

His body convulsed violently, and he could not even let out a complete scream, only intermittent sobs.

boom!

With a downward slam of his arm, Wang Bing was forced back onto the ring, his face pressed down!

The stone surface was cracked, and debris flew everywhere.

The audience was silent.

Rong Shan raised his hand, but ultimately didn't dare to step forward.

Zhang Lingyu hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping himself... but the other party was Senior Brother Zhou Yan, and his actions were Master's will!

The entire room fell silent.

Until the referee of this arena match, Daoist Jiyun, placed a hand on Zhou Yan's shoulder:

"Xiao Zhou."

Master Jiyun's tone was calm, yet brooked no argument:

"That's fine."

"If you keep hitting them, someone will die."

Zhou Yan shrugged and withdrew his hand.

The Yin Five Thunders dissipated.

Wang Bing lay paralyzed on the ground, his body charred black, white smoke rising from his mouth, and his eyes rolled back.

Feng Xingtong stared blankly at the tough security guard, opened his mouth, and after a long while, finally managed to squeeze out a sentence:

"…Thanks!"

On the high platform.

Wang Ai's cane made a cracking sound as she gripped it!

His gaze turned somber as he stared at the old Celestial Master:

"Zhang Zhiwei..."

"Your Celestial Master's Mansion...how impressive!"

Zhang Zhiwei smiled and wasn't annoyed at all.

"Young people, they don't know their own strength."

He took a sip of tea.

"However—Wang Bing knew that the other party had already surrendered, but he still didn't stop."

"They did violate the rules first."

Wang Ai stared at Zhang Zhiwei for a few seconds.

He turned around and left with a flick of his sleeve.

offstage.

A black-haired woman with a pockmarked face sat in the corner, resting her chin on her hand.

She has extremely ordinary features, yet she somehow exudes a mysterious charm.

Her eyes were fixed on the figure in the security guard uniform on the ring.

Deep within his pupils was an undisguised burning passion.

"Little brother..."

She licked her lips, her voice so soft it was as if she were talking to herself.

"You're really captivating... I just wonder if you're also a blockhead."