Chapter 73: Well, this is called professionalism The people in the audience were shocked when they saw fact, many people have witnessed the capture of spirits and dispatch of generals before. Feng Xingtong used it in his competition. But what they didn't expect was that the ferocious beast behind Jiang Lan, which was obviously not an ordinary creature, could actually be captured by the Soul Constraint and General Sent? Feng Xingtong glanced at Feng Zhenghao and asked with a worried expression: "Father, Brother Jiang Lan..." Although Feng Zhenghao still had some confusion and shock on his face about Wang Bing's ability to summon spirits and generals, he felt a hint of pleasure and excitement after seeing Taotie enter Wang Bing's body. "Don't worry, your brother Jiang Lan is fine, but the kid from the Wang family is probably in trouble..." "That's not right..." Feng Xingtong looked at Wang Bing in the field. Although he was still wailing, his aura did not weaken at all. Instead, it was even stronger than before. "Look at Wang Bing's expression. He has clearly already captured the beast from Jiang Lan and attached it to himself." Feng Zhenghao smiled slightly.
"It is precisely because he has trapped the beast on himself that he is in trouble." Feng Zhenghao continued to ask: "Xingtong, what do you think of your brother Jiang Lan's strength?" Feng Xingtong didn't even think about it, he shuddered subconsciously and said: "Strong... Ridiculously strong, but..." "Just what?" Feng Zhenghao continued to ask. "It's just that...Brother Jiang Lan's attack was too heavy..." Feng Xingtong had watched several of Jiang Lan's competitions. He felt that being Jiang Lan's opponent was truly unlucky. "Why do you think he was so cruel?" Hearing Feng Zhenghao's question, Feng Xingtong said, "I know something about this. Isn't it said that fierce beasts can affect emotions? It seems that this is why Brother Jiang Lan stayed in the bunker for such a long time." "Since you know all this, can't you see why Wang Bing is going to be in trouble?" Feng Zhenghao coaxed. Feng Xingtong's eyes widened in sudden realization. "I understand!" "Okay, let's continue watching the game..." At the same time, on the other side. Zhang Chulan looked at Xu Si and asked in disbelief: "Jiang Lan... that beast..." "Tsk... I'm afraid something is going to happen to Wang Bing." Xu Si's tone was somewhat teasing, "Do you really think anyone can resist the ferocious beast on Brother Lan's body?" "Yes, that person's Qi is completely messed up." Feng Baobao said while looking at Wang Bing on the field. …… On the field. "Uh...ah!!!"
The black energy on Wang Bing's body suddenly became several times denser than before, but it only lasted for a moment before all the black energy disappeared. He was hunched over, with a ferocious expression on his face, and moved with stiff steps. Except for the lack of blood plasma on his body, he looked exactly like a zombie from a zombie movie. Seeing this, Jiang Lan had a strange expression on his face. Somehow, looking at Wang Bing's appearance at this moment, he suddenly thought of a very appropriate sentence. Left hand six, right hand seven, left foot draws a circle and right foot kicks. Although it is used to describe fools or patients, Jiang Lan feels that this sentence is most appropriate to describe Wang Bing now. Wang Bing's wailing continued, and soon he fell to his knees on the ground with a plop. Behind him, the shadow of Taotie broke out directly. However, Taotie was still completely blue-black in color, completely different from the pure black spirit in the story of summoning spirits and sending generals. It was obvious that it was not controlled by Wang Bing. As the shadow of Taotie appeared, Wang Bing also temporarily stopped wailing. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot and full of bloodthirsty desire to kill. Wang Bing stood up and first glanced around. Perhaps because the audience seats were too far away, after looking around, Wang did not move, but instead fixed his eyes on Jiang Lan who was not far in front of him. Suddenly, his eyes became even scarletter, and he roared and pounced towards Jiang Lan. Seeing this, Jiang Lan roughly understood what was going on. After the king was possessed by Taotie, he most likely lost his mind immediately. Jiang Lan looked at Wang Bing who was rushing towards him with some disdain in his eyes. Rubbish. He couldn't even last a second before his gluttonous instinct took over his mind. As for the wailing just now, it should be just the process of fusion. "Boom!" Without any fancy moves, Jiang Lan threw a straight punch at Wang Bing who was rushing towards him. Suddenly, Wang Bing's cheeks twisted, as if he was hit head-on by a train. His body flew into the air and flew more than 30 meters backwards, hitting the wall of the competition venue. After a loud 'bang', he stopped. Jiang Lan had a smile on his face. He didn't even consider what he should do after Taotie left. On the contrary, if Taotie could really follow Wang Bing forever, he would wake up laughing in his dreams. After all, I've been trapped like this for such a long time. It would be so great if I could be liberated one day. The most important thing is that after being tortured by that damn Taotie for more than ten years, today he finally has the chance to take revenge. Although the Taotie was only attached to Wang Bing, Jiang Lan's attacks could not hurt the beast at all.
But that doesn’t matter, as long as he is happy! And even though he was possessed, how can I describe Wang Bing's strength... Still pitifully weak. At least that's the case for Jiang Lan. Although the beast is powerful, it will take time for it to transform the host's body. Jiang Lan's current body has been transformed for more than ten years. Moreover, Wang Bing has now completely lost his mind and only follows his instincts. Even if he has power, he is unable to use it at all. Thinking of this, Jiang Lan kicked the ground hard, and his body shot out like an arrow, in front of Wang Bing, who was still embedded in the wall, and punched him hard in the face again. "Click——" Jiang Lan had heard this sound countless times and knew immediately that the cheekbone was broken. It’s okay if it breaks, there’s still another side. Another punch. "Click——" Jiang Lan looked at the phantom of Taotie which was also embedded in the wall, with a happy smile on his face. Brother, is it finally your turn to be tortured? Taotie is said to be embedded in the wall, but in fact it is more like the penetration in the game. Because it is a spirit, the Taotie's phantom is now partly inside the wall and partly outside the wall, so it just looks like it is embedded in the wall. "Crack-" This is the mandible. Jiang Lan is like the most professional surgeon. With just a glance, he can tell which bone it is, how to remove it, and whether the patient will die after the removal. "Stop! Stop! Stop fighting! We admit defeat!" At this moment, a tall, slightly plump old man jumped from the audience seats to the battlefield, raised his hand and said to the referee. The referee saw this and said: "Mr. Wang, although you are one of the Ten Lords, this is Luo Tian Da Jiao, and we have our own rules. The competition cannot be stopped until the contestant completely loses consciousness or admits defeat in person." (End of this chapter)