Feng Zhenghao: "What do you want to gain by telling Feng this?"
His address to the young man changed from "little brother" to "your Excellency"!
The young man said: "Of course it's the Ju Ling Dispatch General passed down in your family!"
Upon hearing this, Feng Zhenghao suddenly asked curiously: "Your Majesty wants to have Ju Ling Sen generals, why don't you go and trade with the Wang family? According to what you said, my Feng family has a shortage of Ju Ling Sen generals, but theirs is the best.
Might be complete."
The young man smiled and said: "You think I won't go? I want the generals from both your families! Just now I said 'a message, a compensation', and that compensation is the generals from the Wang family."<
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"Does President Feng accept my deal?"
Feng Zhenghao only thought for a moment and then readily agreed: "Okay, I'll make a deal with you! Are you going to seize the spirit and dispatch the general now?"
Seeing how cheerful he was, the young man said: "President Feng, aren't you afraid that I'm lying to you?"
Feng Zhenghao laughed twice and said: "Your Excellency has shown his sincerity by telling the news first. If Feng doesn't even have this courage, why not go back to the countryside and plant sweet potatoes? What else are you doing?" p>
"Okay, President Feng is relieved. After I obtain the Wang family's spirit dispatch general, I will hand it over to the president as promised!"
Feng Zhenghao also wanted to ask the young man how to obtain the Juling Dispatch General from the Wang family. The scene changed, the starry sky receded, and the young man standing under the starry sky disappeared without a trace.
"President Feng?"
Feng Zhenghao came back to his senses when he heard someone calling him. It was the strangers he had communicated with before.
There was some dissatisfaction in the eyes of several people. Even if he is the president of the Tianxiahui and one of the ten elders, he can't just be distracted when talking to them, right?
This is so disrespectful!
Seeing the expressions on several people's faces, Feng Zhenghao didn't know what happened, and immediately apologized: "Guys, I'm sorry, something just occurred to me..."
As he spoke, he glanced at the watch on his wrist, and his eyes couldn't help but condense.
He felt like he had been in that space for at least ten minutes, but in reality it had only been ten seconds?
'No, that's not right, it may not be more than ten seconds, only a few seconds, or even less than a second. That space should be made of consciousness, and the speed of time in it is different from that of the outside world.
A magical skill, but as far as I know, there is no magical skill that matches it among the eight magical skills...'
While Feng Zhenghao was chatting with several strangers, he looked around and did not see the young man he saw in the starry sky around him. He thought that was not his true face.
But during the grouping session of the Luotian Dajiao held by Laotian Master, Feng Zhenghao saw the young man and thought to himself: ‘Is this person showing up in his true colors?’
His son Feng Xingtong noticed his father staring at an unknown person and asked: "Dad, do you know that person?"
Feng Zhenghao shook his head and said: "I don't know him, I just think he has a special temperament. During the competition, if you and Sha Yan meet him, just admit defeat."
The siblings followed Feng Zhenghao's gaze and found that it was a young man they didn't recognize.
Feng Shayan folded her arms and snorted. Before the fight, her father told her to admit defeat. How could it be possible?
Feng Xingtong rubbed the back of his head and decided not to listen to his father!
Seeing the expressions on the siblings' faces, Feng Zhenghao shook his head. That young man could even pull him into that space silently. How could they be opponents?
The Heavenly Master announced the rules for drawing lots. Each lot had the number of heavenly stems and earthly branches and an animal written on it. The number of heavenly stems represented the order of entry into the competition. There were four kinds of animals. Those who drew the same number of heavenly stems and animals were in one group.
Competition.
Xu Qian drew Xin Zhuque, who appeared in the eighth round and competed in the third field. By the time he competed, Feng Shayan and Feng Xingtong had already finished the competition, and the two siblings were taken to the third field by Feng Zhenghao. p>
Feng Shayan crossed her arms and said dissatisfied: "Dad, you were optimistic about Zhang Chulan before, but now you are optimistic about this person? What is there in this person that you value?"
Feng Zhenghao stared at the field and did not explain. He only said, "You will know if you take a good look!"
Seeing someone in the field, Feng Xingtong raised his eyebrows with a playful and curious look on his face: "Hey, he met Wang Ai's grandson Wang Bing, so we really need to take a closer look!"
Feng Zhenghao was also thinking about this question: 'What a coincidence. I just said that I wanted to get the Wang family's Ju Lingqian general, and I met Wang Bing in the first round. But how are you going to get it in front of a large crowd?'<
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At the same time, Xu Si, who had been paying attention to the competition between various suspicious targets, also noticed something strange about this competition.
Xu Sixun thought: "Wang Ai has reason to pay attention to this competition. His grandson Wang Bing is at the scene, but why does Feng Zhenghao also pay attention? Did he find something? There are two suspicious targets in this competition.
If one of them is the real owner, it may indeed attract Feng Zhenghao's attention.'
He immediately ordered the people responsible for monitoring the third venue to pay more attention and watch carefully.
In the third venue, Xu Qian stood in the middle. Opposite him was a young man with yellow hair and a white headband on his forehead.
The young man was Wang Ai's grandson Wang Bing. Although he did not stand tall and was not very tall, he looked at Xu Qian and the other two contestants with a arrogant and disdainful attitude. He was simply defiant, even though he did not speak.
You can also feel the arrogance.
Wang Bing stretched out his right hand, hooked his index finger towards Xu Qian and the others, and raised his head sideways: "I'm in a hurry, so come on together!"
One of the contestants was immediately furious: "Good boy, you are so crazy. Even if you are the grandson of the ten old men, I have to let you know why the flowers are so red today."
Another contestant, a foreigner, was gearing up and sneered: "I hope I won't cry and call you my grandpa later!"
Xu Qian was not that violent, he just said with a surprised look on his face: "Is there someone more arrogant than me on Longhu Mountain?"
The words were still being transmitted, and Xu Qian was in front of Wang Bing in a blink of an eye. He stretched out his right hand, grabbed Wang Bing's head directly, and pushed it to the ground with a "bang". The force shook the entire venue.<
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This scene stunned all the spectators, not to mention the speed and power, for treating Wang Bing like this, isn't this guy afraid of the revenge of Ten Lao Wang Ai?
Feng Shayan and Feng Xingtong were also stunned. This young man valued by his father is so strong?
Wang Bing is the grandson of Wang Ai. Although he is not the top among the younger generation, he is definitely not weak. There must be someone on Longhu Mountain who can defeat him, but I am afraid there are only a few who can defeat him with one move.
This person is definitely a powerful opponent in this Luotian Dajiao!
But who is this person? Where did he come from?
Why have we never heard of such a powerful young master?
Xu Qian pulled Wang Bing's head up from the ground, looked at the ground where a small crater had been made, and Wang Bing's face covered with blood, and said with a smile: "The body of a foreigner is just strong. If an ordinary person would hit him like this, he would have been killed earlier."
Damn it, you only broke your nose and lost a few teeth."
"To be honest, it's not fair to you that I'm participating in the competition, but some people threw bait to lure me to show up. If I don't come and eat the bait, wouldn't I be sorry to them?"