Chapter 1534: The king also admits defeat, and the king eats the spirit general
"Zhang Chulan versus Wudang King Ye!"
Following the referee's announcement, Zhang Chulan wandered into the arena.
However, after a while, everyone did not see Wudang King appear.
Xia He didn't know why, so he snuggled next to the man and whispered softly:
"This King of Wudang is so arrogant, yet he didn't show up yet!"
"Soon."
Su Mingzhe unfolded his spiritual thoughts and saw Feng Baobao holding a shovel and chasing Wang Ye.
The two of them, one behind the other, were almost outside the arena.
Now it's the quarter-finals and four out of eight.
Zhang Chulan versus Wang Ye is the first game today.
Seeing the observers starting to count down, Wang Ye finally rushed into the arena crawling on his feet.
Feng Baobao took a shovel and followed closely until he reached the playing field. Only then did he realize that he had messed up again:
"Zhang Chulan, I'm sorry, I couldn't catch him!"
"It's okay, Sister Bao'er."
Zhang Chulan has watched the duel between Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing, and knows Wang Ye's strength. If fate causes him to lose to Wang Ye today, he will not blame others.
On the contrary, Feng Baobao used all kinds of means to help him, which still moved him!
"Is there anything to eat?"
When Wang Ye saw Feng Baobao leaving, he immediately asked the organizer for breakfast. Starting from last night, Feng Baobao beat him in various ways and insisted on burying him alive.
He can't fight but can't be beaten, and he can't escape but can't get rid of him.
The two of them ran around all night, and Wang Ye was already ravenous.
As Wang Ye ordered two plates of steamed buns for himself and Zhang Chulan, and then said they would try the steamed buns, Su Mingzhe knew that Wang Ye would definitely give up.
However, Su Mingzhe had another doubt in his mind:
"Now that the baby is following me instead of following Zhang Chulan, why is Zhang Chulan still persistent in tracing the cause of the Jiashen Rebellion? It can't be that he wants to vindicate his grandfather, right?"
Not long after.
Wang Ye failed to persuade Zhang Chulan to give up on pursuing the truth and left the field on his own.
The referee received the reminder from the Heavenly Master and quickly announced:
"Zhang Chulan fights Wudang King Ye, Zhang Chulan wins!"
After a while.
The second round begins.
Feng Baobao versus Jia Zhengliang.
Since the first battle did not have any fighting scenes, everyone was not satisfied with it.
In this case, both sides used their full strength as soon as the battle began.
Especially Jia Zhengliang, as soon as he took action, twelve flying knives, as graceful as a swimming dragon, stabbed Feng Baobao from all directions.
It immediately attracted cheers from the audience.
As the best young master of the Yuqi family, Jia Zhengliang's strength should not be underestimated.
Feng Baobao also began to prepare carefully.
In the previous battle, although Jia Zhengliang also fired twelve flying knives, his expression was quite leisurely.
Today, as the flying knife attacks failed again and again, Jia Zhengliang's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his expression gradually became serious:
"Also close, how on earth did this Feng Baobao predict his own killing move with the flying knife?"
"Damn it, why can't I get closer?"
Feng Baobao saw that every time he got close to Jia Zhengliang, the flying knife that had clearly flown far away would suddenly fly back and block his way, so he couldn't help but speed up again.
Everyone in the stands watched with great interest.
Gao Yushan was confused.
In her opinion, Feng Baobao had several chances to win, but he took the initiative to retreat to avoid the ineffective flying knife. This made her very confused:
"Senior sister, didn't you bring any defensive magic weapon today?"
"I definitely brought it!"
Su Xia frowned, guessed for a while, and then concluded:
"Maybe...my mother listened to my father and wanted to win the battle without any injuries!"
"'Woundless' won the battle?"
Countless thoughts popped into Gao Yushan's mind, but she couldn't figure out what they meant.
After a while.
When she finally figured it out, she was speechless for a while.
When Su Xia said "no injury", she probably meant not letting the other party's weapon touch her.
After understanding the reason, Gao Yushan watched the battle scene between the two in the final and couldn't help but feel embarrassed for Feng Baobao:
"This Jia Zhengliang is not weak. I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult for Master Niang to defeat him without any injuries."
Su Mingzhe saw that his apprentice and daughter had such poor eyesight, so he had to remind them:
"Look carefully, that boy named Jia is about to give in!"
"Why?"
Gao Yushan and Su Xia's eyes widened. They could not see any sign that Jia Zhengliang was about to admit defeat.
Seeing that neither of them had any sense of fighting, Su Mingzhe had to remind him again:
"Don't look at it with your naked eyes, use your Dharma eyes and your spiritual thoughts to see his flying knives!"
After receiving the reminder, the two girls started their spiritual thoughts one after another.
After a while, the two women understood the meaning of Su Mingzhe's words:
"Dad, that Jia boy's flying knife is almost useless!"
Gao Yushan was even more excited and said:
"It turns out that the Jia family's weapon refining only uses Qi to nourish spiritual objects. In fact, there is no defensive array in the magic weapon at all..."
At this moment.
Jia Zhengliang, who was in the field, finally discovered that the damage to his magic weapon was getting more and more serious, and he had no choice but to raise his hand to admit defeat.
The referee was also very satisfied with this match.
Seeing Jia Zhengliang admit defeat, he immediately stood up and shouted:
"Feng Baobao versus Jia Zhengliang, Feng Baobao wins!"
By this time, it was almost noon.
In a game yesterday, a player used the "die together" move yesterday. Although he won, he could only abstain from today's game.
Therefore, today’s ‘Eight into Four’ quarter-finals, only seven people participated.
They are Zhang Chulan, Wang Ye, Feng Baobao, Jia Zhengliang, Feng Xingtong, Wang Bing and Zhang Lingyu.
Among them, Zhang Lingyu had a bye, and today only Wang Bing and Feng Xingtong were left to compete.
Wang Bing stood on the audience stage, facing his opponent with an arrogant expression:
"Feng Xingtong, let's not waste everyone's time. Let's go to the next level and have a competition. How about it?"
"Who is afraid of whom!"
Feng Xingtong borrowed a powerful spiritual general from the Deng brothers, and had Su Mingzhe's amulet to defend himself. He was already in an invincible position and did not take Wang Bing seriously at all.
Wang Bing, however, was confident that his family's heritage could restrain the Feng family's Ju Lingqiang, so he immediately applied to the referee for a direct competition.
The referee asked the Lao Tianshi and several ten people who were present, and immediately agreed.
As the two men came off the stage and opened up their stances, a dark cloud billowed out behind them.
A humanoid 'spiritual pet' was vaguely visible in the dark clouds. He was two feet tall, puffed out clouds and mist, and had an astonishing aura.
Everyone in the audience was stunned:
"Why do you think the postures of the two sides are exactly the same?"
Xia He imitated the man and observed it with his spiritual mind for a while, but he couldn't tell the difference and could only ask the man:
“Husband, the guy named Wang is also using the Feng family’s ‘Ju Ling Qian Jiang’, right?”
"Yes, both of them are now using one of the 'Eight Wonderful Techniques' 'Juling Lingshuangjiang'!"
When Su Mingzhe talked about "Sending Generals to the Ling", there was a trace of disdain in his words.
This so-called Ju Ling sent general is indeed powerful.
However, the effect is just that.
Su Mingzhe can obtain the same effect by refining a magical weapon, the 'Ten Thousand Soul Banner'.
The Double Hands, Tongtian Ru, and Fenghou Qimen, which are also listed in the "Eight Wonderful Skills", are more than one level better than Ju Ling Qian Jiang in terms of intention and realm.
Just when Su Mingzhe was commenting, something suddenly changed in the field.