"Just in time to try the borrowed Uncle Kunsheng."
When the referee announces the start of the game.
Feng Xingtong took a deep breath, his eyes released a blue-white light, stretched out his hand, Qi quickly surged out of his body, and then surrounded him, a thick black mist expanded rapidly.
"Uncle Kunsheng, the decision is yours, lend me your power!"
A huge black snake emerged from behind Feng Xingtong. Its body was as thick as a bucket and its length was more than ten meters. Its pitch-black scales glowed with a cold sheen in the sunlight.
The snake's eyes should have been golden, but now they were covered by the blue light of Spirit Summoning and Sending.
The huge black snake soared into the sky, blocking the sunlight on the site and making the surrounding area much colder.
This is the fairy family in the Northeast. The spirits worshiped by the Liu Kunsheng and Deng Youfu families for generations are snake immortals who have become Daoists.
There were exclamations from the audience.
"Uncle Kunsheng! Uncle Kunsheng, who has such a proud temperament, actually... comes as he says!?"
"Is this Spirit Summoning and Sending?"
Some people who know the goods secretly marveled.
The black snake opened its huge mouth and was about to possess Feng Xingtong. It rolled up its thick tail, and the strong wind it brought up picked up the dust on the ring and flew all over the sky.
Feng Xingtong smiled happily.
He was really lucky to be able to meet Deng Youfu in Luotian Grand Ceremony, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to go far just relying on his own spirit.
However, Liu Kunsheng was hovering in the sky, suddenly froze, and did not obey Feng Xingtong's orders.
"What's going on? Uncle Kunsheng?"
The corner of Wang Bing's mouth opposite him raised a cruel smile, and his eyes also flashed with blue light.
"Spirit Summoning and Sending, you evil beast, don't come here yet!"
Black mist also gushes out of his body, and is thicker and colder than Feng Xingtong.
The black mist seemed to be alive as it rushed toward Liu Kunsheng and directly enveloped the black snake's spirit body.
Suddenly, Liu Kunsheng was pulled away.
Feng Xingtong's expression changed instantly.
"How could you Spirit Summoning and Sending!"
"Haha, is it strange? I didn't expect that there are still such powerful spirits in this era.
Feng Xingtong, with your half-hearted Spirit Summoning and Sending, this beast is just wasted, bring it to you!"
Wang Bing scoffed.
"You fart!"
Of course Feng Xingtong was unwilling to give up and tried to take back Liu Kunsheng. In the black mist, Liu Kunsheng screamed in pain as it was torn apart repeatedly.
Its spirit body is being plundered by Spirit Summoning and Sending of Wang Bing. Feng Xingtong is trying to take back Liu Kunsheng, but the opponent's Qi is stronger than his, and Spirit Summoning and Sending's attainments are also higher than his.
Moreover, when the opponent stretched out his left hand, the looming spirit appeared again.
"No... he still has a spirit. If this continues, Uncle Kunsheng will be taken away by him..."
Wang Bing summoned another spirit, then raised the corners of his mouth, and suddenly bit the spirit body, swallowing the black mist into his body, and his Qi suddenly increased by several points.
"It's so delicious. Feng Xingtong, this is the real usage of Spirit Summoning and Sending, Spirit Consumption Technique, don't you understand, hahaha!
Although Spirit Summoning and Sending can forcibly control the spirit body, control the other party to possess the body, and strengthen itself, these are all temporary, but Spirit Consumption's method can directly eat the spirit and turn it into permanent power."
"How is it possible... I've never heard of..."
Feng Xingtong Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"No, we can't let Uncle Kunsheng be eaten by him!"
In the audience, two figures stood up.
"Uncle Kunsheng! Fight with him!"
It is the two brothers Deng Youfu and Deng Youcai.
They jumped off the field directly, but at this time, the referee appeared in front of them with a stern face.
"Both of you, outsiders are not allowed to interfere in the competition."
Feng Xingtong's eyes burst into tears of blood.
The dark figure of an old man appeared behind him.
His face could not be seen clearly in the dark room, but he was wearing a simple gray gown. His spirit body was not as huge as Liu Kunsheng. It was even a little illusory, but his breath was gentle.
It is the spirit body of Wang Zizhong.
This man is a master of medicine and has been a close friend of Feng Zhenghao for many years.
He saved countless people in his life, and in his later years he entrusted his spirit body to Feng Xingtong, not only to continue to protect the child he watched grow up, but also to preserve his own medical heritage.
"Mr. Wang."
Feng Xingtong's voice was trembling, "Help me..."
Wang Zizhong's spirit body didn't say anything. It transformed into a needle and pierced Feng Xingtong's body.
By stimulating the meridians, the intensity of Qi is temporarily increased.
Sure enough, as blood flowed from his seven orifices, the battle gradually became clear. Liu Kunsheng was recaptured by Feng Xingtong, and he was thrown directly to the Deng brothers.
"You two, take Uncle Kunsheng and leave quickly!"
The Deng brothers looked happy.
"Feng Xingtong, thank you for your kindness, I will repay you in the future!"
Immediately, they ran out of the venue quickly.
Wang Bing has a gloomy face.
"You ruin my good deeds, you little beast."
Exhausted, Feng Xingtong fell to the ground, breathing heavily.
"I admit..."
Bang! A heavy punch hit him directly in the face. Wang Bing made Feng Xingtong speechless, and then punched and kicked him hard.
"Damn it, you ruined such a good supplement. Ha, in that case, use this one on your body as a substitute! Get out!"
Wang Zizhong's spirit body was pulled out by a strong force. Wang Bing looked at the old man with a sneer on his face.
"Stop! Don't hurt Grandpa Zizhong!"
"Childish, hahahaha!"
Wang Bing bit Wang Zizhong's spirit body fiercely.
"No!" Feng Xingtong's eyes turned red instantly.
He desperately urged Spirit Summoning and Sending to take back Wang Zizhong's spirit body, but Wang Bing's power was much stronger than him, and he was exhausted now.
Wang Zizhong's spirit body is twisted in pain.
His face began to blur, and his body became illusive, like a light that was about to go out.
Feng Xingtong burst into tears.
Wang Zizhong watched him grow up, taught him medical skills, and taught him the principles of life. In his heart, Mr. Wang was not only a spirit, but also his relative.
And now, his relatives are being eaten alive by Wang Bing.
Wang Bing looked at it and smiled even happier.
"Why are you crying? Aren't you just a spirit? Hahaha, so you will always be a dabbler!"
In the audience, someone's face turned dark.
"The act of birth..."
"Shh, this is Wang Family's son. You don't want your life? I still want my life."
"Oh, even if it's Ten Elders, I'll still scold you!"
Feng Xingtong was shaking all over.
He watched the spirit body of Wang Zizhong struggling in the black mist, watched the kind face gradually distort, and watched the clear eyes gradually lose their light.
"Mr. Wang..."
His voice was extremely hoarse.
He gritted his teeth and wanted to break up Wang Zizhong's spirit body. At least this way, Mr. Wang would not be eaten by Wang Bing.
He stood up suddenly and planned to hit him.
A melon seed burst through the air.
The speed is too fast to be caught by the naked eye.
With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, it accurately penetrated Wang Bing's shoulder.
Poof!
Blood splatters.
Wang Bing screamed, staggered back a few steps, covered his shoulders, and looked pale.
The black mist instantly dissipated, and Wang Zizhong's spirit body slipped from his hands and floated weakly back to Feng Xingtong.
The whole place was dead silent.
Everyone looked in the direction where the melon seeds were flying.
In an inconspicuous position in the auditorium, a gray-haired old Daoist was still cracking melon seeds.
He was wearing a dusty Daoist robe, with a faint smile on his face, "Sorry, my hand slipped."
The whole place was in an uproar.