He's alone, but he's a tomb raider!

The referee stepped forward and announced loudly, "Wang Ye wins! He advances to the top nine!"

A deafening discussion erupted from the audience, as they couldn't quite understand the subsequent clash between the sorcerers, aside from the initial exchange of fist techniques!

What does it mean that Zhuge Qing suddenly admitted defeat after divining the future?

Is this reasonable?

Unlike the audience, the two on the stage were completely at ease, one calm and relieved, the other somewhat regretful; neither felt the joy of winning the match.

From the stands, Qin Yun witnessed the entire scene.

Zhuge Qing, this young man, has indeed grown a lot after being tempered by the battle in the capital.

If he can maintain this mindset, he might be able to comprehend the Samadhi Fire without even going to Biyou Village.

When that time comes, and he truly understands that the key to Wuhou Qimen lies not in "Qimen" but in "Wuhou", he will be able to evolve into Qingke!

As for Wang Ye...

If one can truly understand the meaning of "looking inward," one will no longer be confined to the scope of Qimen Dunjia.

It seems Zhou Sheng won't need to cosplay everywhere anymore; we'll have to find a way to put him in his place.

"Crossing the Chishui River four times? These two, master and disciple, are truly fascinating!"

……

After Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing finished their match, Feng Xingtong walked over before Qin Yun could leave the stands.

"Brother Qin, and Sister, I'm going down for the competition, you two absolutely have to cheer me on!"

Is Feng Xingtong next? That would be interesting to see.

With the Lü and Wang families siding with the Wang family, if this match is handled properly, it might even be possible to win over the Feng family.

Qin Yun nodded slightly.

"Go ahead, and play well!"

Wind and Sand Swallow: "Did you hear that? Don't embarrass your father. We're all watching from the stage!"

"Watch me!"

Feng Xingtong responded, waved his hand to encourage himself, and then turned and walked towards the arena.

Just then, Qin Yun noticed that on the other side of the stands, the Deng brothers, Youfu and Youcai, were staring angrily at Feng Xingtong's back.

His eyes were filled with resentment and unwillingness, and his fists were clenched so tightly they cracked, as if he was about to rush up and settle scores with Feng Xingtong at any moment.

Qin Yun frowned slightly, knowing the answer already, and asked the question.

"Is there a conflict between them?"

"Is there any conflict between the Ma family of Northeast China and the Feng family of the Tianxia Society? I don't recall ever hearing that."

Seeing this, Feng Shayan spoke up to explain.

"You don't know, Feng Xingtong's previous opponent was Deng Youfu from the Ma family in Northeast China!"

"Oh?" Qin Yun became interested. "What exactly happened?"

Feng Shayan pursed her lips and recounted everything that had happened.

"At the beginning of that competition, Deng Youfu originally wanted to ask Liu Kunsheng, the great immortal of the Ma family in Northeast China, to possess him and show off his skills to save face for the Ma family in Northeast China."

As a result, instead of showing his face, his buttocks were exposed.

Just as Liu Kunsheng possessed Deng Youfu's body, before he could even make an appearance on behalf of the Ma family of Northeast China, Xing Tong used a spirit-binding technique to remove Liu Kunsheng's spirit from Deng Youfu's body and store it in his Yin Candle!

"Not only did Feng Xingtong take the spirit, he also told Deng Youfu to rest assured that he would return it to him after the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony."

Feng Shayan shook her head, her tone tinged with a hint of regret.

"They're still young and impetuous. With such a change in circumstances, how will the Deng brothers view Xing Tong?"

Anyone would be furious if their spirit medium was taken away in public!

"However, it is precisely because he showed off this skill of summoning spirits and commanding generals that this kid has now become a favorite to win the championship."

"So that's how it is. The Spirit Binding and Commanding Technique, one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, is indeed extraordinary in power!"

Without entering the Northeast region or facing the true form of the immortals, attempting to subdue the Ma family disciples by summoning spirits and commanding generals is nothing short of a grandfather beating his grandson!

From this perspective, the art of summoning spirits and commanding generals is indeed an incredibly powerful and unique skill.

Feng Xingtong's display of skill not only won the match but also brought honor to the Feng family of the Tianxia Association.

He also managed to recruit a hermit from Changbai Mountain, Liu Kunsheng, which was a win-win situation.

However, this method is too domineering and offends too many people!

The Ma family lineage in Northeast China probably already hates the Feng family.

Just as Qin Yun was deep in thought, Feng Xingtong's opponent also entered the arena.

With a head of flamboyant blond hair, unruly eyes, and an arrogant air about him, the newcomer was none other than Wang Bing, the grandson of Wang Ai, one of the Ten Elders!

Wang Bing stepped onto the arena, looked Feng Xingtong up and down, and a disdainful smile appeared on his lips.

Feng Xingtong? I heard you've been making quite a splash lately!

"Spirit binding and commanding generals? Heh, I'd like to see whether your Feng family's spirit binding and commanding generals is more powerful, or my Wang family's methods are superior."

At this moment, Feng Xingtong did not know what Wang Bing meant by those words, and only thought that he was referring to the Wang family's divine magic.

The Feng family is a newly appointed ten elders, so they are naturally looked down upon by other established forces.

To save face for his father, Feng Xingtong may not seem to care much about the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony on the surface, but he's actually been holding back a lot of anger!

Especially with the removal of the seal on the Spirit Binding General, Feng Xingtong was exceptionally confident!

Faced with Wang Bing's provocation, Feng Xingtong's expression darkened, but he didn't say anything on the surface, only assuming a fighting stance.

Seeing that both sides were ready, the referee announced loudly.

"The final nine competition: Feng Xingtong versus Wang Bing, the match begins!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the two of them moved at the same time!

Wang Bing launched the first attack, throwing a punch at Feng Xingtong's face with fierce force and brute power.

Feng Xingtong remained calm and dodged to the side, while simultaneously striking Wang Bing's ribs with a backhand.

The two exchanged blows in the ring, their punches and palms flying back and forth.

Although Feng Xingtong's martial arts skills were not weak, Wang Bing, as a member of the Wang family, was not weak in skill, even though he was a bit arrogant.

In addition, he is a bit older than Feng Xingtong, so he naturally has an advantage in cultivation.

After exchanging a few blows, Feng Xingtong realized that relying solely on fist and foot techniques was not enough to defeat Wang Bing.

He was starting to get anxious!

After all, he was still a child at heart. Having obtained the ability to bind spirits and command generals, and having taken in a powerful spirit like Liu Kunsheng, he naturally wanted to show off in front of everyone.

Feng Xingtong feinted an attack to create distance, then looked at Wang Bing opposite him with an excited smile.

"Brother Wang, I won't stand on ceremony. Let me show you this one I recently acquired!"

Feng Xingtong took a deep breath and opened his palm.

A black candle slowly appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Uncle Kunsheng!"

Feng Xingtong let out a low shout and threw the Yin Candle forward!

The black candle swelled in the air, transforming into a thick plume of black smoke.

From within the black smoke, the phantom of a giant python slowly emerged. Its body was thick and its scales were clearly defined. Its eyes glowed with a faint green light. It was none other than Liu Kunsheng, one of the immortals of Changbai Mountain!

As soon as the giant python appeared, the temperature of the entire arena seemed to drop a few degrees, and a chilling innate energy, no, to be precise, should be called demonic energy!

The demonic aura spread out, so oppressive that the audience below the stage involuntarily held their breath.

"This is... the great immortal Liu Kunsheng?"

"What a powerful spirit! Is this the power of binding and commanding spirits?"

"Luckily I was smart enough to wear a down jacket this time, otherwise I probably would have caught a cold from this eerie aura!"

"With such a spiritual entity assisting her, Feng Xingtong is bound to win!"