Chapter 216: Soul-Calming Bell, Anomaly "My humble Deng family has wealth... Please invite Hui..." Deng Youcai instinctively wanted to summon the immortal he worshipped and break through the obstruction of the Taoist priest of the Tianshi Mansion. Deng Youfu hurriedly stopped him. "Youcai, stop. You must not invite the seniors to come out in front of those two people." “In this situation, once the elders worshipped by the family are summoned, they will definitely be controlled by the Soul Binding and General Sent. “By then, not only will Master Kunsheng not be able to save us, but he will also implicate other seniors.” "But...but, brother!" Deng Youcai was in tears and his strong body was shaking. "If we don't invite the immortals, how can we save Master Kunsheng?" He was extremely distressed because he knew that his elder, whom he regarded as a relative, was in trouble and he was powerless to do anything. In the field, as Wang Bing swallowed the evil spirit, the snake demon gradually moved towards him.
Seeing that he was not strong enough, Feng Xingtong was extremely anxious. Once his spirit was taken away, the other party would devour it, which was unacceptable in his mind. In Feng Xingtong's eyes, elves are like friends and seniors. He cannot tolerate the elves in his hands being eaten alive. At the critical moment, Feng Xingtong thought of Jin Renfeng's previous instructions and the magic weapon that the other party had given him. "Third brother, please help me! It must work!" he prayed in his heart. With a thought, a palm-sized bronze bell floated out from his body. The bell was the size of a palm, and its body was covered with ancient and mysterious patterns, with a faint glow on its surface. Following the instructions, Feng Xingtong manipulated the bell to shake slightly. Dang Dang Dang Dang—— Suddenly, a clear voice rang out in the conference hall. Dozens of golden chains stretched out from the bell and locked onto the snake demon's body like tentacles. The friction between the chains made a sound like the sound of real metal. Then, the chain tightened and retracted, pulling the snake demon towards Feng Xingtong. With the help of the bell, Feng Xingtong felt that the pressure on his hands was greatly relieved. "What a powerful magic weapon! No wonder my third brother asked me to take it with me!" Seeing that the magic weapon had worked, Feng Xingtong was overjoyed. He praised it and increased the strength in his hands. With the help of the bell, the snake demon quickly moved towards Feng Xingtong. With the combined efforts of both parties, in just a few seconds, the chain dragged the snake demon into the bell. Snapped-- As the snake spirit was bound, the bell fell into Feng Xingtong's hand. Seeing this, Feng Xingtong was very excited
If it weren't for the help of this "Soul-Calming Bell", Uncle Kunsheng would have been forcibly taken away by Wang Bing long ago. Before he went on stage, the third brother specially handed him this magic weapon that has the effect of calming the soul and locking the spirit, and repeatedly reminded him to use it immediately if encountering any emergency. It really comes in handy now. "It's all thanks to Third Brother!" Feng Xingtong said in his heart. At this moment, he was full of respect and gratitude for Jin Renfeng. "Damn! What is this!" Opposite Feng Xingtong, Wang Bing had a ferocious look on his face. He was extremely upset when the snake spirit in his hand was forcibly taken back by the other party. As the snake spirit entered the bell, he lost his sense of the snake spirit. No matter what means he used, he couldn't find the elf. Feng Xingtong was breathing heavily and his arms were shaking. "Third brother told me to be careful! I think he also vaguely guessed that the Wang family had the intention to detain spirits and send generals." He thought to himself. "With my current strength, I can't possibly be Wang Bing's opponent. If I continue to use the Soul Binding and General Sent, I might even have my soul snatched away by him." "Just admit defeat!" Feng Xingtong made the decision. The previous fight had exhausted his Qi power, and now he was too weak to fight again. "Referee, I admit it!" Feng Xingtong raised his hand and was about to admit defeat. However, before he could finish his words, Wang Bing suddenly stepped forward and knocked him to the ground with one punch. "Damn it! I missed such a good tonic. You useless thing!" he cursed angrily. Feng Xingtong's cheeks swelled up, and his previous words of surrender were interrupted. Wang Bing stretched out his hand to grab the magic weapon in Feng Xingtong's hand, wanting to release the snake spirit from the magic weapon. Feng Xingtong quickly put the magic weapon in his arms, curled up into a ball, and protected it tightly. bang bang bang- Seeing this, Wang Bing punched and kicked Feng Xingtong, with each punch aimed at the cheek. The boy didn't even have the chance to speak. His face and ears were injured, and blood was spilled on the ground. But he never let go. "You won't give it to me, right? Then give me another soul to compensate me!" Seeing that he couldn't snatch the magic weapon, Wang Bing's face twisted. He waved his hand and used the Soul-Binding and General-Sending Technique to snatch the elf from Feng Xingtong.
A black gas gushed out, and an old man's soul was pulled out of the young man's body. That was the soul of Wang Zizhong, one of the nine great masters and the chief physician of the Tian Xia Association. It was also Feng Xingtong's most important spirit. Before he died, the doctor entrusted his soul to Feng Xingtong, hoping that his methods could continue to save lives and heal the wounded. But he didn't expect to be called out by Wang Bing here. "Grandpa Zizhong!" Feng Xingtong was very anxious when he saw this. He quickly activated the Soul Binding Technique to snatch the soul. The Soul Calming Bell also sent out chains again. However, because he was a little slow to react, his soul had already fallen into Wang Bing's hands, and he didn't even have time to retrieve the Soul-Calming Bell. "I'll try to see what I can gain by eating this soul!" Wang opened his mouth wide and bit towards the soul. Feng Xingtong looked despair. That was the soul of his most respected elder, but it was about to be eaten alive by the bastard in front of him. A feeling of impotence and pain washed over him. At the critical moment, a hand stretched out from the void and punched Wang Bing in the face. boom-- Under the sweeping force, Wang Bing's cheek was distorted and his body flew backwards, leaving only the soul in his hand floating in the air. In a flash, even the referee couldn't stop it. Then, the hand in the void stretched out, and the soul was immediately taken into his palm. A figure slowly emerged from the void and stood in front of Feng Xingtong. "Third Brother!" Feng Xingtong was pleasantly surprised to see this familiar figure, and a strong sense of security arose in her heart. Jin Renfeng turned around, picked up Feng Xingtong, and stuffed the soul back into his hand. Feng Xingtong was overjoyed. He carefully took the soul back into his body before he breathed a sigh of relief. "I told you to pay attention but you didn't listen. Now you're suffering!" Jin Renfeng snorted coldly and scolded. "You don't even bring a defensive magic weapon. I don't know where you get the confidence from." In a situation like the current one, as long as Feng Xingtong carries with him the defensive magic weapons that Wang Bing gave him, this Wang Bing will not be able to hurt him at all. But who could have imagined that in order to complete the competition independently, this kid actually took off all his magic weapons without telling them. The result is the current embarrassing situation.
Feng Xingtong rubbed his swollen cheeks and said in a deep voice, "I was indeed careless this time. I didn't expect the Wang family to do the same as ours." He also didn't expect that this Wang Bing would be so shameless as to openly snatch other people's spirits and devour them at the conference. "A lion needs to use all its strength to fight a rabbit. You are not strong enough, but you are arrogant." Jin Renfeng knocked on the boy's head. "Be more careful next time." "This kind of situation will never happen again!" Feng Xingtong responded seriously. He never wanted to experience that feeling of despair again. "Foul! Foul! Referee, an outsider is interfering in the competition!" Wang Bing got up from the ground and shouted when he saw a stranger appear. Seeing this, the referee jumped down from the podium, walked to the center of the field, and said to Jin Renfeng, "Mr. Jin, the competition rules prohibit outsiders from interfering in the competition. You have violated the rules this time." "I'm sorry, that soul belongs to a respected senior of our Tianxia Association, and we cannot afford to let it go wrong! I saw that guy wanted to eat the elf alive, so I acted in a hurry." Jin Renfeng laughed and said, "I have no intention of offending the Tianshi Mansion." "As for the competition, I admit defeat on behalf of Xingtong. We have lost this competition." Seeing this, the referee nodded. The opponent withdrew from the competition, which was considered an explanation. "Let it go like this, he interrupted the game!" Wang shouted unwillingly. "Master Wang, what else do you want?" The referee glared at Wang Bing. He was also very displeased with the boy's behavior of eating the elves alive. "Hasn't Feng Xingtong already lost his qualifications?" "That Jin Renfeng is also a contestant, right? He also interfered in the competition. Why not disqualify him?" Wang Bing shouted. "I'm sorry, there is no such rule in the competition process." The referee said coldly, "If you are dissatisfied, you can appeal to the higher authorities and we will make a judgment at our discretion." Seeing that he couldn't get any advantage, Wang spat in dissatisfaction and turned away. . . . . . . At the same time, in another venue. In the sky, sharp edges flashed, twenty-four swords flew back and forth, and under the sword energy, cracks appeared on the ground from time to time. Countless sword shadows covered an area of dozens of meters in radius, and every inch of the air was filled with murderous intent. Under the sword shadow, a woman with long black hair kept dodging the flying swords from the air, her figure moving like a ghost. "What's going on with this guy?" Feng Shayan gritted her teeth as she stared at the figure under the sword. She had already exerted her strength to the utmost, but for some reason, even using the twenty-four flying swords together with her spatial ability, she still could not defeat the ordinary Feng Baobao. It was as if the opponent had automatic sensing. No matter which direction the attack came from, she could quickly detect it and respond immediately. "What a troublesome guy!" Feng Shayan cursed inwardly and tightened her control over the flying sword.
Seeing the two men fighting at the side of the stands, Jia Zhengliang was completely stunned. "Twenty-four flying swords? This woman is too strong!" As the top talent in the Yuwu family, he had never thought that there was someone who could control twenty-four Yuwu at the same time. Not to mention people today, even his ancestors could only wield twelve swords. Yet the woman who defeated her demonstrated jaw-dropping abilities. "Didn't she use her full strength to deal with me before? As expected, there are always people who are better than you!" He sighed. The resentment of the previous defeat disappeared. . . . . . . "Feng Xingtong versus Wang Bing, the winner is Wang Bing!" Although Wang behaved rudely and left the field early, the outcome of the game could not be changed. After the referee announced the result, he said to Jin Renfeng, "Since Mr. Jin has already left, why don't you stay here? The next competition will start soon!" Jin Renfeng nodded in agreement. "Come on, brother!" Feng Xingtong encouraged Jin Renfeng and turned to go to the stands to watch the game. "Jin Renfeng vs. Wang Ye, contestants enter!" The referee walked up to the podium and announced loudly. As the voice fell, a lazy man with a bun and a Taoist robe walked into the venue. "Ah! It's finally my turn!" He ruffled his hair and muttered. "Master Wang Ye, I have long heard of your great name!" Seeing the visitor, Jin Renfeng bowed. This seemingly unimpressive young Taoist priest is the inheritor of the Eight Wonders Skills "Feng Hou Qi Men". He is also the strongest contestant in this conference in the original timeline. "You're welcome. I'm just a poor Taoist priest. I can't compare to you, the vice president of the Tianxia Association." Wang Ye said lazily. "It would be better for us to compete as soon as possible and come to a conclusion." "Okay! Come on!" Jin Renfeng chuckled. As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ye's expression changed, and a fierce aura surged out of him. He stepped forward, waving his hands continuously, and streams of energy were released. Jin Renfeng walked slowly, avoiding the attack of strong energy by a hair's breadth. Because he wanted to see the power of Tai Chi, Jin Renfeng was not in a hurry to use it.
As Wang Ye's moves landed one after another, the dense Tai Chi energy formed a tight network, locking the Golden Man Phoenix inside. Seeing that there was no room to dodge, Jin Renfeng's true energy circulated, and it moved in all directions. The invisible force field spread out and bounced off the energy around him one by one. The so-called Tai Chi is the skill of combining hard and soft strength to produce tens of millions of kinds of energy. There are numerous ways to deal with this kind of change, and reversing the direction of force is undoubtedly the most appropriate one. Seeing that soft power was useless, Wang Ye stepped forward, adding strong power to his hands. "Tai Chi Yang Hand!" He slapped out with his palm, hitting Jin Renfeng's chest with a fierce gust of wind. Jin Renfeng raised the corner of his mouth, condensed a transparent force field in his palm, and struck backhand. boom-- The two palms collided with each other, and with a dull sound, Wang Ye took several steps back, while Jin Renfeng remained motionless. Obviously, Jin Renfeng had the upper hand in the first fight. "Master Wang Ye is very good at using Tai Chi, but I'm afraid he is still a long way from the top." Jin Renfeng said casually. "If you want to use Tai Chi to defeat me, I'm afraid it's impossible." "You're quite good at using the Eight Directions Reversal Technique!" Wang Ye said solemnly, "You know so many tricks! You're obviously a wizard, but you even know how to manipulate force fields." "I am a man who has learned all kinds of skills. Whenever I see interesting techniques, I want to learn them. Naturally, I have mastered quite a few techniques." Jin Renfeng raised his right hand, and a transparent ball of Qi floated in his palm. "Sure enough, I can't defeat you, an outlier, with just fists and feet." Wang Ye sighed, "What a hassle!" "Anomaly? Where does Taoist Wang Ye get this from?" Jin Renfeng asked knowingly. "Before coming to this competition, I had a fortune-teller tell my fortune," Wang Ye said calmly. "The fortune-teller showed that I should meet Zhuge Qing at this competition." "It seems that Master Wang has not learned the art of Qimen numerology very well!" Jin Renfeng said calmly, "Even the person he is fighting against can be miscalculated." "At first I thought I had miscalculated." Wang also looked up. "In order to determine the problem, I calculated a few more times, and finally found that my calculations were not wrong. The problem lies with you." "You are not in the hexagram's display." "Not showing? That's interesting." Jin Renfeng's eyes wandered, and he said deliberately, "Does this mean that my strength exceeds the range shown by the hexagram?" Although he had learned some things from Zhuge Qing before, he still didn't know what his current situation was in the hexagram. Now that there is someone who knows the situation in front of him, Jin Renfeng naturally wants to ask tentatively. "No!" Wang also shook his head. "Logically speaking, no matter how strong one is, one cannot go beyond the scope of Qimen. Even the most powerful person in the world like the old Heavenly Master will show one or two things in the hexagrams." "You have never been in a situation where you can't show anything at all. You are just an anomaly." Jin Renfeng said helplessly, "Whether I am an anomaly or not, what is the purpose of Master Wang's saying so much?"
(End of this chapter)