The result is obvious, Ning Feiyang and Yun Shao are victorious.
"We won." Ning Feiyang breathed a sigh of relief.
Young Master Yun looked at his own family members who had been knocked to the ground, and said with a speechless smile: "You and I have defeated and injured our own people, so why are we still feeling... faintly excited?"
"That's because you have grown up." Ning Feiyang said.
"Tah." Mr. Yun sneered.
At this moment, Ning Feiyang had already stretched out his hand.
"It's a pleasure to cooperate." Mr. Yun had to admit that it was quite a sense of accomplishment to fight side by side with Ning Feiyang.
That feeling of breaking the shackles of the soul.
However, when he took out his hand, he found that the sand gourd ring on his finger had been taken away.
"You..." Mr. Yun frowned.
"You lost to me, I take the bet, is there any problem?" Ning Feiyang asked calmly.
Mr. Yun could only say: "Just wait, I will win back what belongs to me sooner or later."
"Now it's unbound and it belongs to me." Ning Feiyang said.
Yun Shao surged with soul power and released the binding to the Sha Gourd Ring.
Ning Feiyang shed blood to identify the owner, put the sand gourd ring on his hand, and searched with his breath.
There is endless sand in it, and nothing else.
Is this also considered a sixth-grade weapon?
"Don't underestimate the sand gourd ring." Master Yun saw Ning Feiyang's frown and knew what he was thinking, "The sand inside is not ordinary sand."
Um?
Ning Feiyang investigated carefully and found that it was indeed the case. These sands contained extremely strong spiritual energy.
and powerful attack power.
If the clone is condensed with sand, the combat effectiveness will definitely be stronger.
With this sand gourd ring, Ning Feiyang is confident that he can easily kill the entire team when fighting alone.
This is the blessing brought by weapons!
Ning Feiyang was very satisfied. This battle was worth it.
"Master Yun, you...we...Shahujie..." The team didn't know what to say.
"I'm willing to accept defeat and let's go." Mr. Yun waved his hand and led them away.
The outside was surrounded by practitioners.
They heard the footsteps and took the initiative to move out of the way.
"Congratulations, Master Yun, for winning the game. Congratulations, Master Yun."
Everyone cheered in unison and prepared to flatter him.
It's a pity that the flattery was wrong and it hit the horse's hooves.
"Humph." Mr. Yun was a little embarrassed.
What's the meaning?
Before everyone could recover, Mr. Yun had already walked away, and their eyes all fell on the corps and others.
Disgraced.
His face was still covered in blood stains.
What is going on?
Didn't Master Yun compete with that guy? Why were they injured instead?
Simply incomprehensible!
Without waiting for them to discuss, Ning Feiyang also walked out, looking relaxed from top to bottom, with no trace of any injury at all.
Everyone was confused.
"Could it be said that Mr. Yun lost?"
"The bodies of the corps and others are all covered with injuries. There is no way to explain this. I'm afraid there is something wrong."
"Let me tell you, who is this person? He came out of nowhere and actually defeated Master Yun. It's incredible."
Not only was Master Yun's problem, but his men were also injured.
Is it possible that even if they joined forces, they still could not defeat Ning Feiyang?
It's scary to think about it.
Ning Feiyang returned to the hotel and happened to meet the vice president and Qiu Qi. The two of them were talking about something with great interest.
"City Master Ning, you are back. We were just going to the training ground to find you." Qiu Qi said.
"Looking for me?" Ning Feiyang asked, "Is there something urgent?"
Qiu Qi asked: "I heard that something big happened at the practice site today, do you know?"
"What's the big deal?" Ning Feiyang asked back.
"Someone challenged Mr. Yun, and he won. It seemed that he beat their entire team." The vice president said in surprise.
Ning Feiyang just smiled, his expression not changing much.
"Aren't you shocked?" The vice president looked questioning.
"Is there anything worth being shocked about?" Ning Feiyang asked back.
Without waiting for the vice president to say anything, Qiu Qi rushed over, swallowed, and said: "City Master Ning, that... the person who caused the trouble can't be you, right?"
"What's going on? It's just a bet and a discussion." Ning Feiyang replied.
Is this... an admission?
Qiu Qi didn't want to believe it, and when he heard this, his expression changed drastically.
"City Lord Ning, isn't it? Is it really okay to do such a big thing when you come up?" Qiu Qi's soul is bound to Ning Feiyang.
"It's just a discussion, is it necessary to be so nervous?" Ning Feiyang asked.
The vice president looked serious and said, "Master Ning, you may not know the origin of Mr. Yun, right?"
"What's the origin?" Ning Feiyang asked.
"The son of Lord Yunrong, the only son." the vice president replied.
hiss!
The son of the city lord.
The person they are going to visit this time.
Qiu Qi clapped his hands on his face and said feebly: "It's over, it's over, it's really over now."
"It seems that we are really in trouble this time." The vice president sighed.
"Otherwise, let's do this. I'll step forward, but City Lord Ning won't step forward for the time being." Qiu Qi said again.
The two discussed intensely.
On the other hand, Ning Feiyang looked light and calm, as if nothing had happened.
"City Lord Ning, you don't have any emotions at all?" Qiu Qi asked.
"Of course I have emotions, that is...a little happy." Ning Feiyang said.
"How can you still laugh now?" Qiu Qi said, "If we fail this time, I'm afraid it will also arouse the resentment of City Lord Yunrong. It will be too difficult to unify the city."
"I won the bet, of course I'm happy." Ning Feiyang moved the sand gourd ring in his hand.
Sixth grade!
Qiu Qi and the vice-president are both knowledgeable people, and they saw it right away.
"Boss, if you don't win the bet, it seems a little bit better, but now..." Qiu Qi wanted to hit the wall.
The house leaked and it rained all night!
At this moment, the vice president of Mutu Guild received a message from Mutu's old friend.
"Let's go to the gate of Yunrong Guild to find him." The vice president said, "What should we do now?"
"Go." Ning Feiyang said casually.
"What if we are discovered?" the vice president said worriedly.
Qiu Qi said: "You may not understand our city lord. The decision he makes will not be changed. We still follow it."
The three of them walked quickly towards the entrance of the guild.
The guild is set up next to the city lord's palace.
Yun Rong was presiding over the affairs of the city and the affairs of the guild at the same time, without missing a beat.
They arrived soon, and standing at the door was a thin old man. When he saw them coming, his face was full of smiles.
Phases come from the heart.
He doesn't have much fondness for people with this appearance.
"Vice President, you are so proud to come here in person." The old man said with a smile.
"Haha, President Mutu personally explained it, of course I will come." The vice president said with a smile, "Thank you for your help, have everything been arranged?"