Under One Person, Starting from the Thunder King

"Huh? Why?"

“Slowly savor it.” Zhang Xuanzhen patted Feng Xingtong on the shoulder. A bottle of Wangzai milk appeared in his hand. He opened the bottle cap and drank while walking away from the venue.

In another venue, Feng Baobao faced off against Feng Shayan.

Feng Baobao realized that Feng Shayan posed no threat to Zhang Chulan, so she decided to give in.

But Feng Shayan saw that Feng Baobao didn't want to fight with her, and felt that she looked down on her, so she wanted to fight.

Feng Zhenghao, the president of Tianxia Association, who was standing in the spectator seats, asked his daughter Feng Shayan to admit defeat. After all, Feng Shayan had not fully recovered from the injury she suffered in the previous duel with Jia Zhengliang.

Feng Shayan was unwilling to give in, and Jia Zhengliang, who had fallen in love with Feng Shayan, jumped out and was so bold as to want to fight with Feng Zhenghao and support Feng Shayan. Then Feng Shayan put Jia Zhengliang in a cross-bin.

It was a farce that ended with Feng Baobao winning.

"President! Something happened!"

Feng Zhenghao couldn't help but change his expression when he saw his men rushing over. Did Xingtong have an accident during the duel with Wang? How could it be!

Feng Shayan also hurriedly followed.

The subordinates of Tianxiahui reported to Feng Zhenghao about Wang Bing, and they would also be able to capture spirits and send generals. It seemed to be a complete version, able to devour the spirit from Feng Xingtong to strengthen themselves.

Fortunately, Feng Xingtong decisively admitted defeat, but Wang was unwilling to allow Feng Xingtong to admit defeat and continued to attack. At the critical moment, Zhang Xuanzhen appeared...

"President, this is what happened."

Feng Zhenghao and Feng Shayan were shocked.

The Wang family actually knows how to capture spirits and send generals!

why!

"Shayan, go find Xingtong. I'll be back soon."

"Okay." Feng Shayan knew that her father was going to find Wang Ai, one of the Ten Lords.

Feng Zhenghao was worried and found the house where Wang Ai was.

"Mr. Wang, I came to see Wang Bing. By the way, I want to ask why the Wang family would also detain spirits and send generals."

Wang Bing was severely slapped by Zhang Xuanzhen, his neck was dislocated and he had a concussion, so he was sent to the hospital.

Wang Ai didn't leave, he was just waiting for Feng Zhenghao.

Wang Ai's face was very ugly because of Zhang Xuanzhen. He looked at Feng Zhenghao and said gloomily: "Feng Zhenghao, do you know that it was my father who saved your grandfather Feng Tianyang back then?"

“Your grandfather Feng Tianyang was also very straightforward. He was willing to offer a complete soul-binding and general-sending skill before my father even asked, and kowtowed to my father, begging him to spare his life and give him a chance to live.

And he made it clear that he would never pass down the complete method of summoning spirits and sending generals to future generations, so that the Wang family would always be superior to the Feng family. "

"My father is merciful. Seeing that your grandfather's head was broken and bleeding, he invited the leaders of various sects to protect your grandfather."

“Your grandfather gave out the names and owners of the Eight Wonders, but he didn’t know much about the abilities of the Eight Wonders. The various sects, out of respect for my father, knew that my father and your grandfather had completed the deal, and that the Soul-Binding and General-Sending Skill had an owner, so they were reluctant to ask for it, and instead targeted the remaining seven.

The leaders of various sects also forgave your grandfather for this reason.

This matter was the top secret in the alien world at that time...

When Feng Tianyang was interrogated, only the leaders of several sects involved were present, and not even any of his close confidants were brought along.

After that, Feng Tianyang lived in seclusion. Humph, he really judged others by his own standards. My father’s words are as good as gold. He will protect him if he says so. Why would he intend to harm him again?

Feng Zhenghao, you understand now, your Feng family has been able to develop to this day, and your current glory is due to your grandfather betraying the brothers' information and beating my father's head one by one.

It’s us, Wang Jiabao, who is here!”

Feng Zhenghao looked at Wang Ai in shock.

"So that's it..."

"What do you think, President Feng? Your grandfather never told you about this glorious deed, did he?" Seeing Feng Zhenghao's shocked look, Wang Ai's depression disappeared and he looked at Feng Zhenghao with a smile.

"thump!"

Feng Zhenghao knelt down!

"President Feng, what are you doing?"

"It turns out that I have been receiving favors from the Wang family without realizing it. I feel complacent when I am called one of the Ten Lords, and I am so arrogant that I think I am on an equal footing with my predecessors." Feng Zhenghao knelt down and said.

"Feng Zhenghao, don't try to play tricks on me! Just tell me straight, I don't like you from the bottom of my heart."

Feng Zhenghao said: "You are right to be displeased with me. Thinking of my previous ugly behavior, I wish I could find a hole in the ground to crawl into!"

"I kneel down to thank you, my old father, for your kindness in keeping my Feng family alive!"

"From now on, I, Feng Zhenghao, will follow your lead, old man Wang Ai. If you have any problems, Tianxia will do it for you!"

"What are you doing? Get up, get up." Wang Ai smiled, his face as bright as a chrysanthemum.

"I was just catching up with you. President Feng, please don't think too much."

"No, you were right to hit me just now."

Wang Ai smiled and said, "President Feng, bring your boy here. I need to ask him something."

Chapter 59 The king was also impressed!

Feng Xingtong: [I’m sorry! Brother Xuanzhen! I leaked the secret! ]

After the competition ended today, Zhang Xuanzhen played with his mobile phone in the house. Wang Ye has not left yet. He is lying on the bed, dying, with a pale face.

Zhang Xuanzhen glanced at the WeChat message on his phone and replied to Feng Xingtong: "No need, I knew this would be the result. I am not only upset with Wang Ai and Wang Bing, but I saved the great master Wang Zizhong."

Then, Zhang Xuanzhen put down his phone, looked at Wang Ye who was lying on the bed and said, "I asked you to die, and now look what happened. If someone sees you, they will think I did something to you."

Wang Ye smiled bitterly and said weakly: "Master Xuanzhen... Hey... If Zhang Chulan's power is a huge fireball, then you are a sun, with the appearance of an immortal, born sacred, please spare me, immortal."

"Bah! How can I spare you if you kill yourself."

Wang Ye said weakly: "But the key is that I didn't want to check the secret of the sun in the inner scene, but just one look at it made me feel like I was going to explode. If I hadn't left the inner scene in time, you could have sat at the kid's table and eaten my meal."

"Your last sentence is true." Zhang Xuanzhen picked up the Wangzai milk on the table and took a big sip.

"Recover quickly, get out of here quickly, and occupy my bed."

Wang Ye turned over with great effort, groaned, and broke out in cold sweats from the pain. He said, "I regret it, I really regret it... With such a great deity like you here, I shouldn't have come."

"Come on, my god, if I become a god, you will just die."

Wang Ye was still shocked and unable to calm down. That was not an ordinary sun. There was a cluster of galaxies surrounding the sun.

What does this mean?

Could it be that this Xuanzhen Daoist was a remarkable existence among the gods in his previous life, and he came to the mortal world to experience calamities?Red dust experience?enjoy?

Or does it have unimaginable secrets?

"Master Xuanzhen, do you still remember your previous life?"

"You seem to be joking. How can I remember my past life? Can Meng Po soup be replaced?"

"Hey... Taoist Xuanzhen, when you ascend, please be quiet."

“Come on, who can become an immortal these days?” Zhang Xuanzhen ate melon seeds and watched Chinese cartoons on his tablet.

"Master Xuanzhen, tomorrow is the semi-finals, right?"

Zhang Xuanzhen: "Well, Feng Baobao vs. Zhang Chulan, Zhang Chulan will definitely win. Junior Brother Lingyu vs. Wang Bing, but I slapped Wang Bing and he was sent to the hospital, which means he lost. The final will be interesting."

Wang Ye asked, "Wang Bing? The descendant of Wang Ai, one of the ten great men of the Wang family?"

"Correct."

"How did he offend you, the immortal?"

"Nothing. This kid also knows the Feng family's spirit-binding and general-dispatching techniques from the Tianxiahui, and he's better at it than Feng Xingtong. He wants Feng Xingtong to release the Immortal Liu that he got from the shaman Deng Youfu yesterday and devour him with the spirit-subduing technique.

Hehe... What a pity! I reminded Feng Xingtong last night that the Wang family would capture spirits and send generals. I'm afraid Feng Xingtong had already released the spirit of Immortal Liu last night.

After Feng Xingtong admitted defeat, Wang Bing still wanted to attack, but I kicked him back.

As a result, this guy has lost his mind and dared to attack me. If I hadn't considered that this is the Tianshi Mansion, Longhu Mountain, and the Luotian Grand Ceremony, I wouldn't care if he was a descendant of the Ten Lords and would have slapped him to death."

Wang also laughed so hard that his whole body hurt, and he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Ouch."

"Having provoked a fairy like you, this guy is doomed to die..."

"Come on, stop calling me immortal all the time. You sorcerers are so annoying. What immortal or not, there is no secret."

Wang Ye always felt that these words were a little familiar, as if he had said them before.

"Master Xuanzhen, how many people are you going to kill then? Remember to protect the people you care about, otherwise the scene of Thunder Doomsday will appear."

"Leave our own people here, capture some, and kill the rest."

There was a strange look in Wang Ye's eyes, and he could tell that there was also Zhang Xuanzhen among the Quan Xing monsters.

"Master Xuanzhen... I need to go to the bathroom..."

"Once in a million!"

"Okay, I'll ask for your help. Five million per time is fine. Anyway, after the Luotian Dajiao is over, I can't go back to Wudang. I have to go home and take a look."

"Then I'll give you an IOU for the five million. I'm not afraid that you'll default on the debt."

Wang Ye: “…………”

The next day.

Wang has recovered a little and can walk again. He plans to stay for a while until he has fully recovered.

Today is the semi-finals, and it is also the third day before the end of the Luotian Dajiao. It is also the day when Feng Baobao and Zhang Chulan had a fake match and Zhang Lingyu won easily.

spectating seats.

"King Wudang, please pay your respects to the Heavenly Master!"

The old heavenly master looked at the weak Wang Ye, glanced at Zhang Xuanzhen, turned around and said, "Wang Ye, I am familiar with your grand master, whoever bullies you, just say it."

Zhang Xuanzhen was eating the crispy corn with five fingers and looking at Wang Ye.

Wang Ye looked unmotivated and weak, and said, "Old Heavenly Master, no one bullied me. I asked for it."

"That's good."

The old Taoist priest looked at Zhang Xuanzhen and said, "Pay attention to your strength next time."

"Master, I am innocent. Wang Ye asked for it."

"Hmm?" The old Taoist priest slowly opened his clear eyes.

"Hehehe...I must pay attention next time."

"Old Heavenly Master, this is all my own fault. It has nothing to do with Taoist Xuanzhen." Wang Ye explained.

"Okay, let's get ready to watch the competition."

Referee Rong Shan: "Feng Baobao vs. Zhang Chulan, start!"

On the court, Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao exchanged glances, then threw punches at the same time in slow motion, and then Feng Baobao slowly took the punch.

"Sister Baoer, fall down quickly."

"Oh, oh."

Feng Baobao fell down, muttering, "Zhang Chulan is so powerful, I am no match for him... uh..."

The entire audience was speechless!

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Lu Jin couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Xiao Er, who was sitting in the spectator seats, was so angry that his head hurt.

"Don't shake Bilian!"

"Don't Shake Bilian Zhang Chulan!"

"Don't shake Bilian!"

"Don't shake Bilian!"

The audience cursed, smashed water bottles, threw eggs, threw glasses, and threw masks!