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Feng Xingtong pondered the statement carefully and felt that it was incredibly sophisticated.
My dad's words... are so powerful!
Feng Xingtong's eyes lit up.
"Dad, that's pretty domineering of you! So arrogant."
"Oh~ this!"
Feng Zhenghao snapped out of his daze and scratched his chin.
"I was told by Chairman Zhao that I had met with him privately before, but I don't know who the source was..."
Meanwhile, on the other side of the field...
"In this match, Wang Ye will face off against Wang Bing."
"Both teams are present..."
Wang Ye looked lazy, scratching his head as he looked at the arrogant Wang Bing opposite him.
To this day, he still doesn't understand the meaning of the changing hexagrams he had previously divined.
This king looks just average, doesn't he?
Why do I feel troubled?
Wang Ye seemed to be deep in thought. Could there be some hidden story?
Wang Bing had a head of yellow hair and a long-standing fierce look in the corner of his eyes.
He was also looking at Wang Ye opposite him, a cold glint in his eyes.
As Wang Ai's great-grandson, Wang Bing grew up spoiled and unruly from a young age, and the law never touched him.
From a young age, no matter what trouble he got into, Wang Ai would always help him solve it.
Because he is Wang Ai's grandson, the future heir of the Wang family, everything in the world should belong to him.
That's what Wang Ai told him, and that's what Wang Bing thought too.
After all, the worst that could happen is that someone gets injured is some money, and the Wang family can afford to pay for it no matter how serious the injury is.
Even if someone is killed, the Wang family's immense power can easily suppress it, at most requiring them to pay a little more compensation.
He used his abundant wealth to label human lives as equivalent.
If this continues, how will Wang Bing ever treat people as human beings?
To him, everyone else in the world is an NPC; he is the protagonist of this world.
Everything in this world should belong to him, everything should be in accordance with his will, and this world exists because of him.
In Wang Bing's eyes, Lu Xuan, a second-rate Taoist priest, wasn't even worthy of being called a human being.
If Wang Ai hadn't stopped him, Wang Bing would have already led his men to destroy Wudang Mountain. How could a mere Taoist priest from a dilapidated sect compare to a thousand-year-old aristocratic family?
Wang Bingsheng was in heaven. In his eyes, everything that did not obey him should be destroyed. How could these ants be worthy of being compared with him?
When he saw Wang Ye, his eyes flashed with a fierce light.
Wang Ye? Also from Wudang?
He belongs to the same sect as that annoying Lu Xuan.
Remembering how his great-grandfather had talked about the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, which Lu Xuan had refuted, Lu Xuan felt embarrassed.
Wang Bing immediately took note of Lu Xuan's name and Wudang.
How dare a mere Wudang, a mere Lu Xuan, defy the Wang family? How dare they disrespect Grandfather Wang Ai?
Since my grandfather forbids me from touching Wudang and Lu Xuan, I'll start with this guy named Wang Ye in front of me.
Even the Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion has to give face to his great-grandfather. Isn't it easy to kill someone at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony?
Wang Bing stared at the lazy Wang Ye, his eyes flashing with fierce light.
"The game starts now!"
The referee gave the order.
[Failure Diary]
I'm thinking, what if I become a Golden Immortal someday?
[King Fan must eat from a golden bowl, right?]
[Me: Now it's time for daydreaming.]
Chapter 77: I'm waiting for the CD, what are you waiting for? I'm not waiting...
Wang Bing was very arrogant.
Wang Bing has a significant advantage.
Wang Bing has fallen...
That concludes the entire exchange.
Wang Xiang also launched an attack on Wang Ye.
Wang Ye struck Wang Bing in the face with a Tai Chi-like force.
One circle, two circles, three circles...
Wang Bing was swept around sixteen times by the force, like a human windmill, his head spinning into a muddy mess.
Boom! It crashed to the ground.
The ground collapsed and cracked, and Wang Bing lay straight on the ground, seeing stars, completely at peace.
How can this be?
This isn't what we agreed on...
How could I possibly lose? Wasn't this world created to welcome me?
Why would anyone dare to stop me?
There must be something wrong with this world...
Wang Ye: “…”
Wang Ye looked at his hand; he hadn't used much force!
I thought this Wang Bing was some kind of ruthless guy! He just charged straight at me.
Wang was extremely cautious and prudent because of the divination results.
The starting point of Tai Chi is a balance of softness and strength, and the interplay of Yin and Yang.
The force of the attack was received and neutralized, and then returned to Wang Bing.
Is this all there is to it?
The stadium was completely silent.
I don't know who laughed first.
"That's it? I thought it would be much more serious."
"So all that bragging rights are for this level?"
"Is this all the eldest son of the Wang family has to offer?"
"I could do that too! Wang Bing must have been rigged and given preferential treatment!"
The stands erupted in laughter.
"All of you, shut up."
Hearing so much laughter, Wang Bing's face turned extremely gloomy, and he staggered to his feet.
"How could I possibly lose? Why are you guys always going against me?"
"How dare you defy me?"
"This world clearly exists just for me!"
Wang Bing seemed to roar madly, with viscous black energy swirling and rising from his body, and illusory figures of yin spirits emerging like ink.
Wang Bing lived from childhood in a world created for him by Wang Ai, a world where he could do whatever he wanted.
In this world, everything exists according to his will, and all things change according to his good and evil.
It was only after leaving the Wang family that he realized murder was illegal.
Wang Ai told him from a young age that he could do whatever he wanted, including murder and arson, because he was Wang Ai's grandson.
But today, the world he lives in has clashed violently with reality, and a winner must be decided.
One after another, illusory spirits appeared out of thin air and then wrapped around him, making Wang Bing's aura increasingly violent and powerful.
Even Wang Ye's expression became a little more serious.
The Eight Extraordinary Skills - Spirit Binding and Commanding Generals.
Feng Zhenghao's grandfather, Feng Tianyang, a great shaman from Liangshan, created the martial arts technique in the Twenty-Four Seasons Valley. Later, Feng Tianyang fell into the hands of the Wang family, and in order to protect himself, he handed over the Spirit Binding and General Commanding technique to the Wang family.
If some of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques truly touched upon the essence of the Dao, then the Art of Binding Spirits and Commanding Generals is the pinnacle of these techniques.
The ability to capture and command spirits can disregard cultivation level and allow any spirit in the world to be used by oneself.
Whether it's a spirit that's been around for thousands of years or the soul of a cultivator, as long as there's "yin" energy in the soul, even the soul of a living person will be shaken.
This is the pinnacle of witchcraft and shamanic power, the terrifying aspect of summoning spirits and commanding generals.
"There should be no one in this world who defies me..."
Wang Bing stared intently at Wang Ye, thick black energy flowing down his body, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"If there are any, then destroy them all."
Wang Bing roared and launched another attack on Wang Ye.
Under the control of spirits, the power of spirits allowed Wang Bing to advance his cultivation level even further.