Under One Person: Beginning of the Wang Family Young Master

The two of them fought closely, punching and kicking, making dull explosions.

The duel between them was not as swift as Zhang Chulan's, not as dramatic as Feng Baobao's, and not as entertaining as Feng Shayan's.

But this fierce fight with every punch made people's blood boil.

"How is it? Did your brother embarrass you?" Old man Wang Ai suddenly appeared behind Wang Quan at some point.

Looking at the fierce battle in the arena, Wang Ai also showed a relieved smile on his face.

"Grandpa." Wang Quan called respectfully.

"Yeah." Wang Ai shifted his gaze and fell on him, with some worry in his eyes, "Xiao Quan, are you confident in the next game?"

Wang Quan raised his eyebrows. Among the three opponents he would meet next, only Wang Ye was a little unsure of him.

Fenghou Qimen was too mysterious, and could even affect time and space to a certain extent.

To be honest, before the real confrontation, he was really not sure, at most 70%.

At least he is not worried about Luan Jinqi at all now.

Whether his identity or what he knows is too important, whether it will have an impact on the world is all up to him.

Even if Luan Jinqi is effective against him, it will definitely not suppress him for long.

70% sure, 50% is because of this.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wang Ai couldn't help but frowned, "What? Is there a problem? Because of Zhuge Qing?"

Hearing this, Wang Quan came back to his senses and laughed softly, "Don't worry, Grandpa, wait for me to bring the Tongtian Talisman back, but can our family eat it?"

"Haha, it doesn't matter whether I can bring it back or not, I just want to see my great-grandsons are safe and sound."

Wang Ai patted Wang Quan's shoulder happily, and then continued to look at the field.

As for Wang Quan's question, he didn't respond to even a half word.

This also made Wang Quan's heart sink.

Next, the grandfather and grandson watched the competition quietly until it ended.

"Master, I admit defeat."

Feng Xingtong raised his head and bowed to Rongshan, then turned and walked out of the field.

He knew his own strength. Based on the previous arrest of spirits and generals, he knew that he could not compete with Wang Bing.

If Wang Quan hadn't spoken, Wang Bing would not have fought with him for so long.

But even so, they still fought evenly, and it would be meaningless to fight further.

"Feng Xingtong vs. Wang Bing, the winner is Wang Bing!"

"The winners of the four games have been decided, please enter the venue next!"

"Wang Quan vs. Zhuge Qing!"

"Wang Ye vs. Liao Fan!"

"Ye Xiao vs. Zhang Lingyu!"

"Ling vs. Lu Linglong!"

Hearing his name, Wang Quan immediately greeted old man Wang Ai and rushed to the venue where Feng Baobao played in the previous game.

When he just stepped into the gate, Zhuge Qing was already standing in the center of the venue.

The surrounding stands were almost full of people, including the old Tianshi, Tian Jinzhong, Lu Jin... these elders also gathered together.

Some even put up banners, most of which were for Zhuge Qing, after all, he was also a young man.

"Sorry, I'm late." Wang Quan walked in with his hands in his pockets, his chin slightly raised, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, he was full of pride, a kind of pride that was soaring.

"It's not too late." Zhuge Qing replied lightly, his expression was indifferent, but his heart was full of solemnity.

To be honest, when he just looked at the match table, he thought someone had set him up.

If he hadn't entered the inner scene and asked indirectly, he really didn't know that the matter about Wang Quan would have such a big impact.

"Wang Quan vs. Zhuge Qing, start!"

As the referee's voice fell, Zhuge Qing stepped lightly, and a strange situation appeared in the eyes of all the sorcerers.

"Tsk, you are really impatient." Wang Quan secretly smacked his lips, and stepped towards his lucky position with a step.

Zhuge Qing's pupils condensed slightly, and he pinched his fingers, "Xun word, wind rope!"

Wang Quan paused, and felt the air flow around him surging, faintly turning into a solid body, to bind him tightly.

Zhuge Qing retreated violently, stepped to Kun, and made another move: "Kun, flowing stones!"

In the blink of an eye, dozens of huge rocks floated around him, and as he pondered, they fell and shot towards Wang Quan.

"You are too impatient." Wang Quan frowned, and a Qi seal flashed in his eyes. His skin color and eyes became lighter, and his long hair fluttered down.

In an instant, he broke free from the wind rope.

, he stepped forward and rushed towards Zhuge Qing, his hands crossed and turned suddenly.

"Eight Gates Moving!"

His eyes flashed, and eight gates emerged, emitting white light.

In the moment before the flowing stone attacked, he suddenly escaped into a gate and landed directly behind Zhuge Qing.

In an instant, a strong momentum swept over the stands, but it was suppressed in an instant, and it did not affect the field at all.

"Old Heavenly Master, you'd better give me an explanation!" Lu Jin looked solemnly and glanced at the palm pressing on his shoulder.

Lu Ci looked at Wang Ai with interest, who had a kind smile on his face, "Brother Wang, when did Xiao Quan worship Brother Lu as his master? Why don't I know?"

He and Lu Jin have always been incompatible, and now he sees the opportunity to kill him.

Lu Jin gritted his teeth and glared at him, then turned to look at the old Heavenly Master. He didn't know when he had such a disciple.

As for the only one who inherited his three levels of reverse life, there was only Lu Lin, but he had never heard of any intersection with Wang Quan.

"Old Lu, calm down, just watch first, he knows more than your three levels of reverse life." The old Taoist narrowed his eyes and released a breath, which suppressed the few people to stop talking.

"Xun, wind rope!"

Zhuge Qing suddenly pondered, stepped forward in an instant, and in a flash, he made another gesture.

"Li, fire meteor!"

He looked back instantly, raised his hand, and dozens of flames rushed away, emitting a hot breath.

"Kun, earth river car!"

Wang Quan stepped on the ground, and a dragon turned over, suddenly broke out of the ground, and faced the flames in the sky.

However, the earth dragon was a silver spear candle head, which looked intimidating, but it collapsed at the touch.

The dust was flying all over the sky, and the fire meteors sank into it, and finally broke through the smoke and fell on the wooden wall of the surrounding stands.

"Not good!" Zhuge Qing said inwardly, and stepped back, falling back to the center, with a strong aura suddenly bursting out from his body.

"Gen, Kunlun!"

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Three sounds of breaking wind came from three directions at the same time, but Zhuge Qing, who was well prepared, waved his hand to stop them.

The two collided, and the metal hummed.

Zhuge Qing was groaning in pain, he didn't even see what it was, he just felt a burst of huge power coming from his hand.

When he concentrated again, he saw three dragon-pecking spikes breaking through the air again.

"This is..."

"Brother's dragon-pecking spikes!"