From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

Among the contestants who have been eliminated from the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, many have already left the Longhu Mountain area, either at the request of their elders or because they realized that the Quanxing people would cause trouble for Longhu Mountain, thus choosing to stay out of it to avoid getting into trouble.

Her father has already booked three return tickets and plans to take her and Feng Xingtong back to Tianjin first thing tomorrow morning.

Therefore, she had no more than twelve hours to make her choice!

What about the river?

He had already stood up, jumped off the roof, and transmitted his voice: "Think about it slowly, Sister Sha Yan. You can also take the act of becoming a disciple just now as performance art or a joke."

As the door closed, Feng Shayan came to her senses, staring blankly at the crescent moon in the sky, pondering what choice she should make.

Stay?

Should I go back to Tianjin with my father and younger brother?

Silent all night.

Day two.

Inside the airport, just before boarding.

Feng Shayan made an excuse to go to the toilet and slipped out.

Feng Zhenghao's "confrontation" with Wang Ai was quite exhausting. Even though he recovered his energy, he was still somewhat tired. After boarding the plane and leaning back in his seat, he closed his eyes to rest and did not ask about anything else.

He didn't open his eyes until the plane took off. Not seeing Feng Shayan, he asked Feng Xingtong beside him, "Where's your sister?"

“She…is in the bathroom,” Feng Xingtong lied.

But how can a son keep it from his father?

Feng Zhenghao's tone turned serious: "Tell the truth."

"My sister has become an apprentice of a powerful figure and is staying at Longhu Mountain."

Feng Xingtong dared not hide anything and quickly told him about Feng Shayan becoming Jiang Liu's apprentice. "Dad, why don't you make a phone call?"

# Chapter 594 Awei's Eighteen Styles

"To become Jiang Liu's disciple?"

To be honest—

Even though Jiang Liu was stronger than Zhang Zhiwei, Feng Zhenghao didn't really want Feng Shayan to have anything to do with him.

reason?

This is not an era of fighting and killing.

Furthermore.

Immortality!

These four words alone are enough to drive many old guys crazy.

He's bold! Yet also timid!

I'm afraid...

But what's done is done, and Feng Zhenghao didn't intend to stop it. He simply said to Feng Xingtong, "I don't plan to give your sister any more living expenses in the future."

"what?"

Feng Xingtong was taken aback and quickly said, "Dad, isn't this inappropriate?"

"They're all adults now, they have their own ideas, and they want to be independent, so they have to take care of their own basic expenses, like food, clothing, shelter, and transportation."

Feng Zhenghao said coldly, "If you can't bear to see your sister work so hard, you can send her half of your living expenses."

Feng Xingtong smiled wryly.

My dad has a sharp tongue but a soft heart! I don't usually spend much money at the Tianxiahui...

The semi-finals of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony have officially begun.

The first match.

Zhang Chulan VS Wang Ye.

Just like the plot Jiang Liu knew, Wang Ye chose to compete with Zhang Chulan in "eating breakfast"—Zhang Chulan won, and Wang Ye was completely drawn into the game and could no longer stay out of it.

The second match was the main event.

Feng Baobao VS Wang Bing.

After both sides took the stage, Feng Baobao's appearance was quite unique. She held a shovel in one hand and a bucket of water in the other, staring blankly at Wang Bing, and said, "Release that snake, and I can make you suffer less."

"Yo ho!"

Wang Bing sneered, "Don't think that just because you're someone who knows everyone, I'll give you face! And if it's a woman, I'll beat her just the same!"

"Oh."

Feng Baobao put down the water bottle, picked up a shovel, and started digging a hole in the ground.

In just a short while, a pit about 1.6 meters deep and half a meter wide was dug.

Then she opened the water bottle and poured water into the hole, then buried some of the excavated soil in it, and started mixing the mud with a shovel.

This scene left the audience completely bewildered.

Wang Bing was also completely bewildered and couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

"I'm digging a hole for you."

After saying that, Feng Baobao let go of the shovel in her hand and turned her gaze to Wang Bing.

"You woman—"

Wang Bing laughed in anger, a layer of black Qi flames appearing around his body. Just as he was about to make a move, Feng Baobao raised her hand and unleashed a palm strike, a highly condensed ball of Qi slamming straight towards his face.

Holy crap!

This terrified Wang Bing, who immediately dodged to the side.

Before he could react, countless energy balls were unleashed by Feng Baobao, raining down attacks like a storm.

Wang Bing's eyes widened, and he cursed, "Damn it! Aren't you afraid of exhausting your Qi?"

But his reaction was quick. He immediately summoned a spirit to empower himself, greatly enhancing his life cultivation. He dodged left and right, fled forward and backward, and sped through the hail of bullets and energy spheres without letting a single energy sphere hit him.

Having mastered the art of summoning and commanding spirits, Wang Bing naturally possessed more than just the art of controlling spirits. Like Feng Xingtong, gaining the abilities that a spirit possessed in its previous life by having it possess him was a piece of cake.

[Damn it! How much Qi did that woman actually have?]

After dodging more than fifty times, Wang Bing was panting and gritting his teeth.

When ordinary people use their supernatural abilities, they must always control the consumption of their Qi and use every bit of Qi at the most appropriate time.

But Feng Baobao is different—

"They're treating Qi like beans, just scattering it!"

Tian Jinzhong commented.

"really.

If we compare Qi to gold, every practitioner is either meticulously crafting this gold or using it on a steel blade.

But this girl is different; it seems she has an inexhaustible supply of gold bricks inside her, but she doesn't know how to spend or use them; she only knows how to throw them away like bricks.

As Zhang Zhiwei spoke, he noticed Feng Baobao's eyes, which, like his own and Jiang Liu's, were bright and reserved, yet different and somewhat strange. He then asked Jiang Liu beside him, "You came up the mountain with Chu Lan and the others from the beginning, so you should know about that girl's situation, right?"

"Are you interested in Feng Baobao?" Jiang Liu asked in return.

"Forget it, I'm not interested. This old man just wants some peace and quiet. Knowing your identity is exhausting enough for me," Zhang Zhiwei changed his tune.

Wang Bing, finally exhausted, could no longer dodge one of the energy balls and was hit.

The wind made his clothes tremble slightly.

Then···

That was the end of it.

The power of the Qi emitted by Feng Baobao can only be used to break soda cans. If it hits a person, the effect is like being lightly patted, causing no pain or itch.

"You fool me!"

Wang Bing realized what was happening and became furious, only to see Feng Baobao suddenly appear in front of him, reaching out and pressing her palm into his chest.

"Old man, push the cart!"

This palm strike did not contain any Qi energy, but with the support of Feng Baobao's almost inexhaustible Qi, it was powerful and heavy, and the brute force exploded, sending Wang Bing flying and also causing tiny cracks to appear in his sternum.

Before Wang Bing could land, Feng Baobao took a step, leaped high into the air, and assumed a cross-legged posture. In an instant, Feng Baobao was like Guanyin Bodhisattva descending from the sky, her momentum as powerful as a rainbow and as heavy as a thousand pounds. She quickly rammed her knee into Wang Bing's abdomen.

"Guanyin~ Sitting on a lotus!"

Boom!

A loud bang was heard.

Wang Bing was slammed to the ground, his eyes wide open, his whole body arched, trembling uncontrollably, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"cough!"

Feng Baobao jumped out of the smoke, fanned the dust, coughed, and noticed that Wang Bing was staggering to his feet. She then released a ball of Qi that exploded on Wang Bing's body, dispersing the smoke. She then quickly stepped forward, exhaled, clenched her right hand into a cone shape, and threw a punch straight at Wang Bing's abdomen.

"cough!"

This cough originated from Wang Bing.

Feng Baobao responded by calling out the name of the move: "Poison Dragon Drill!"

This move is a deadly, extremely vicious and ruthless one, and it is not usually used, but Feng Baobao used it to make Wang Bing suffer.

Then she threw Wang Bing on the ground and asked, "Release the snake and then admit defeat."

Wang Bing, enduring the pain, struggled to his feet, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and snarled, "Woman..."

"Still have the energy? Looks like it'll be a bit difficult to make you faint without causing you pain." Feng Baobao interrupted the other person and suddenly did a handstand.

This sudden turn of events stunned Wang Bing once again.