Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

Feng Xingtong didn't mean to explain it to him, but raised his hand a little higher, and the tone of the call was more severe:

"Not yet!"

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Following this call, the thick black smoke that filled the sky poured into Feng Xingtong's hands from around Deng Youfu's body as if being poured upside down.

"Uh! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" after the black smoke was drawn away, Deng Youfu lay down on the ground with a dazed expression, raised his head after a while, gritted his teeth and asked, "What did you do to Master Kunsheng?! "

"It's nothing, you're so great, lend me two days, and I'll return it to you after the meeting." Feng Xingtong still whispered in that calm manner, "Take it!"

As the sound fell, the phantom of the giant black python coiling around him was quickly compressed and turned into a black ball of energy that surrounded the city and floated in Feng Xingtong's palm.

"I know this elf is very important to Big Brother Blessing, don't worry, I won't make things difficult for it."

As he said that, the young man turned his head to look at Hu Yifei, and solemnly promised: "I also ask the referee sister of the health brigade to testify for me. I promise to return Uncle Kunsheng intact to Brother You as soon as this meeting is over. If you break your oath, heaven and man will kill together!"

"Yes." Hu Yifei looked up at Meng Lang on the rostrum, saw him nodding slightly, and announced loudly:

"The match is over, the winner is Feng Xingtong!"

: Second update

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Chapter 300 Meng Lang: I want to accept my son as an apprentice

"Next, we invite the No.12 contestants—Zhuge Sheng, Gao Yushan, and Daniel to enter!"

In the stands, Zhuge Dali watched with satisfaction the densely written Zhao Haitang's plan, took a photo and uploaded it to the work group of the health brigade.

Seeing that she finally looked up, a figure who had been waiting for a long time came over in an instant.

"Melon girl."

"Uh... Sister Bao'er, why are you here? Didn't Meng Lang specially save 2 yuan worth of snacks for you to eat slowly in your room?"

"Kachacha, Kachacha—Mo De, it's like the last bag, where is there any more?"

Zhuge Dali: (ー△ー;)

"Then don't run around by my side, wait for a while, and I'll ask someone to help you go to the Shaolin Temple scenic area to buy."

Feng Baobao: (??﹃??)

"Yeah! Make it a little bit hotter."

The little girl rubbed her forehead helplessly: "Okay~ wait a minute, I'll let them buy you the hottest one~"

This side was absent-mindedly sending text messages, Zhuge Dali raised his eyes and saw Feng Baobao lying on the railing and staring at the arena, then walked forward with a smile, and looked at the arena together——

I saw that the situation in the field was very anxious at this time, Zhuge Sheng and Er Zhuang had formed a temporary offensive and defensive alliance in tacit understanding, and attacked Daniel holding the magic wand one after the other.

"Eight Gods Power—White Tiger!"

With a shout, Zhuge Sheng stepped forward.

I saw him stretching his ape arms, exercising energy, and striking out a Baji Pihang with a faint ghost image of a white tiger. The powerful force of the collapse, regret, and sudden words directly hit a sonic boom.

Facing Zhuge Sheng's menacing offensive, Daniel calmed down, pointed at the opponent's figure with his magic wand and softly recited a mantra: "Levicorpus Fuchsia!"

Swah——

As Daniel's voice fell, Zhuge Sheng was hoisted into the air with his head and feet up, and the long-prepared palm naturally had no effect.

"Controlling spells? Interesting... Yagami power—a value talisman!"

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"Sister Bao'er, in your opinion, who has the better chance of winning this competition?"

"Foreigners will win."

"why?"

"This foreigner is very fierce, even more fierce than Hu Yifei, Zhuge Sheng and Er Zhuang can't beat him."

"Is the gap so big? It seems that this Daniel is really not simple."

The little girl frowned slightly. Although she also knew that Daniel, the No.1 of the younger generation of mages, would be very strong, she did not expect Feng Baobao to be so determined.

Having been together day and night for such a long time, Zhuge Dali also had to admit the accuracy of Feng Baobao's nonsense sixth sense judgment.

There is no way, there is a price to pay for not believing in evil.

After all, Gua Po Niang could accurately predict that Meng Lang, who fell asleep, would turn over in a few minutes. The little girl still remembered the tragic experience of losing a whole week of wave massage quota in a bet the night before yesterday...

"Ahh-!"

Meng, who was watching the game, sneezed hard.

For some reason, since yesterday, he has always had a strange feeling of being exported as a bet, and it seems that his whole body is shrouded in a chill.

"What's wrong with Minister Meng? It's not a trivial matter for a martial arts practitioner to catch a cold. You must pay attention to your health!"

"Hehe, Chairman Laofeng is concerned." Meng Lang waved his hand slightly indifferently, "A small problem is nothing to get in the way."

"On the contrary, in the current competition, the Zhuge family's qimen technique, the Quanzhen school's Yangshen technique, and the mage's alchemy technique all come together. I wonder which one President Feng is more optimistic about winning?"

"Oh? Isn't Minister Meng taking an exam on the old man?"

"Don't dare~ I'm just a little curious, whether President Feng, who has created a huge foundation in the world from scratch, will sometimes be mistaken."

Feng Zhenghao keenly heard a pun in Meng's words.

On the surface, what he said just now was asking him what he thinks of the game, but in fact he was clearly asking him what he thinks about the company and the "higher" departments.

Feng Laohu lowered his head slowly, covered his eyes with the reflection of his glasses, and said with a double meaning:

"Sometimes it doesn't hurt to look twice once or twice. As long as you go in the right direction, you can make money sooner or later. Do you think I'm right—Mr. Meng?"

"Well, I didn't expect President Feng to have such an ideological consciousness of being loyal to the country."

Meng Lang nodded happily, as long as the other party knew the way.

"To be honest, just now Meng saw that your son Feng Xingtong has a very good bone structure, so he couldn't help but be moved by his love for talents. I don't know if there will be any blessing in the future to receive an apprentice similar to your son~"

"Oh?" Feng Zhenghao's eyes flashed brightly, "It's my son's blessing that Minister Meng can take a fancy to my son. If you want to accept apprentices, why go far away?"