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

"Hurry up and come here!!"

Wang Bing placed one hand on Feng Xingtong's forehead and activated the Spirit Binding and Commanding Generals technique, attempting to forcibly extract Prince Zhong's soul from Feng Xingtong's body!

Immediately afterwards, an old man-like spirit was forcibly extracted from Feng Xingtong's body by Wang Cong.

It was the silhouette of a kind-faced old man, with white hair and beard, and wearing a long robe.

Although he cannot compare to a hermit like Liu Kunsheng from Changbai Mountain, he is still a highly skilled practitioner who has cultivated for many years.

Its soul is refined and its Qi is abundant, far surpassing that of ordinary spiritual bodies.

Looking at the old man's spirit in his hand, Wang Bing's eyes flashed with greed and excitement. Without hesitation, he opened his mouth and took the first bite using the method of absorbing spirits!

click-

As if he were savoring some delicacy, Wang Bing's face showed an unprecedented expression of satisfaction.

With his eyes half-closed and a look of pure bliss on his face, he seemed to be enjoying some rare delicacy.

"Not bad...not bad!"

This old thing's spirit, although not as good as that big snake, tastes quite good, much better than I expected!

Normally I only get to eat junk spirit food, which is making me nauseous. This is so much better!

While devouring Prince Zhong's spirit, Wang Bing also kicked Feng Xingtong, who was lying on the ground, hard.

One kick, two kicks, three kicks...

Each kick landed on Feng Xingtong's chest and abdomen, causing him to bleed profusely and curl up on the ground, unable to utter a word of surrender.

"Referee, I... pfft!"

"Want to admit defeat? Not so easy!"

Wang Bing grinned maliciously, "I haven't had enough yet, what's the rush?"

His arrogance and domineering manner made the audience grit their teeth and discuss the matter extensively.

"That's outrageous!"

"They're already finished, and you're still hitting them like this? Don't you have any shame?"

"Does being the grandson of the Tenth Elder give you the right to bully people like this? Is there no law anymore?"

In the audience, Feng Shayan watched her younger brother being humiliated like this, her fists clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white and her nails dug deep into her palms.

She jumped to her feet, ready to rush off the ring and try to stop it from continuing.

But she stopped after taking only half a step.

Considering Wang Bing's identity, he was, after all, the great-grandson of Wang Ai, one of the Ten Elders, and there were also the rules of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony.

If Feng Shayan were to rashly intervene at this moment, not only would she fail to save Feng Xingtong, but she might also bring enormous trouble to the Feng family.

Feng Shayan bit her lip, her body trembling slightly, and kept telling herself to calm down.

"Wait, wait a little longer... After all, he is a descendant of the Ten Elders, so the King shouldn't go that far!"

Wait a little longer... I'll only take action if it really doesn't work!

But contrary to Feng Shayan's expectations, Wang Bing on the stage clearly showed no intention of stopping. On the contrary, he intensified his attacks, each kick becoming more vicious than the last.

As for Qin Yun, looking at Wang Bing on the stage, whose temperament was twisted and who seemed to be insane, he couldn't help but admire Feng Tianyang's skill back then.

The Eight Extraordinary Skills, seemingly incredibly powerful, actually conceal deadly dangers!

Because of the difference between life and death, unless one has an extremely firm and strong will, it is easy to create two states of yin and yang when practicing the Eight Extraordinary Techniques.

Yang is alright, but he is unable to unleash the true power of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, making him appear slightly weaker.

For example, Lu Jin only grasped the basics of the Tongtian Talisman he cultivated, without understanding its true essence, but at least he was still a normal person.

But if you accidentally fall into a "yin" situation, like Wang Bing did—

They may be strong, but they'll be useless as human beings!

With a twisted mind, brutal and bloodthirsty, he will stop at nothing for power and has long lost his moral compass.

In fact, Nguyen Phuong of Nathan Island is in a similar situation. To some extent, they no longer deserve to be called human beings!

The method of subduing spirits in the "Spirit Binding and Commanding" technique is not a unique skill at all, but a huge trap!

Feng Tianyang left this trick behind back then to plant a time bomb for the Wang family, so that they would be childless and have no descendants!

……

On the arena, Feng Xingtong was beaten to the point of near death, bleeding from all seven orifices, and his vision was beginning to blur.

He watched as Wang Zizhong's spirit was devoured by Wang Bing, his heart aching as if being torn apart.

Better to be a broken piece of jade than a whole piece of tile!

Rather than watching Wang Bing devour Prince Zhong's spirit, it would be better to let Grandpa Zizhong pass away peacefully, at least so that his soul wouldn't be defiled by this beast!

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Zizhong..."

With her last ounce of strength, Feng Xingtong's fingers trembled as she formed a hand seal, "I failed to fulfill your request!"

Treasure Gathering Breeze Order!

Feng Xingtong planned to use this secret technique to forcibly dissipate Wang Zizhong's spirit. He was determined not to let that bastard Wang Bing succeed!

However, just as Feng Xingtong was about to make his move—

Swish!

A figure appeared out of thin air and teleported instantly. Suddenly, Feng Xingtong's hand was gripped by a strong hand, rendering her unable to move an inch.

At the same time, Wang Bing's fist, which was about to swing at Feng Xingtong, was firmly grasped by another hand and could not move forward even half an inch.

Feng Xingtong struggled to lift his head and took a closer look—

It was Qin Yun who stepped in to help at this moment!

Qin Yun stood in the center of the arena, holding Feng Xingtong's wrist with one hand and Wang Bing's fist with the other.

His expression was indifferent, his gaze sharp as a knife, sweeping over the bewildered Wang Bing.

"Leave a way out for others, so you can meet again in the future."

Qin Yun's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable air of authority.

"That's enough, why push so hard?"

"Brother Qin!"

When Feng Xingtong recognized the person in front of her as Qin Yun, her tense nerves instantly relaxed.

Knowing he was safe, he stopped activating the Treasure Gathering Breeze Token. He deflated like a punctured balloon, his vision went black, and he fainted.

After all, he was still young, and after being repeatedly beaten and abused by Wang Bing, his injuries were indeed quite severe, even more so than those of Feng Shayan, who was injured by Ao Bai's punch.

He was bleeding from all seven orifices, had several broken ribs, and suffered internal organ damage. Had he arrived any later, he might have been left with lifelong health problems.

Qin Yun bent down to check Feng Xingtong's pulse, his brows furrowing slightly.

Fortunately, although the injuries were severe, as long as he had a breath left, he could be saved with his double-handed skills!

After doing all this, Qin Yun slowly stood up and turned his gaze to the other side.

As for Wang Bing...

"Who the hell are you?!"

Wang Bing struggled to break free from Qin Yun's grasp, took two steps back, rubbed his wrist which was aching from being squeezed, and his mouth moved faster than his brain, immediately launching into a tirade of curses.

But before she could finish speaking, she felt a burning pain in her wrist and an unfathomable sense of oppression emanating from Qin Yun.

Wang Bing's cerebellum also gave his brain a little jab, which brought him back to some of his senses.

This guy in front of me seems pretty awesome!

Although he was young and looked about the same age as me, I had used all my strength and almost couldn't break free just now, while the other person had almost crushed my wrist with a casual grip.

Such methods are far beyond what people of his and Feng Xingtong's level can compare to!

but……

So what if you can fight?

This is Longhu Mountain, the venue for the Luotian Grand Ritual, where the Ten Elders and the Old Celestial Master are stationed.

The rules are there. No matter how good you are at fighting, can you break the rules in front of so many people?

Besides... he himself was Wang Bing, and his great-grandfather was Wang Ai, one of the Ten Elders!

"What do I have to be afraid of!"

Wang Bing calmed himself down, regaining his confidence. He pointed at Qin Yun and shouted, his voice sharp but his voice weak.

"Who the hell do you think you are? Don't you know we're in a competition? You're committing a serious offense..."