Under One Person: I am a lay Buddhist with a salary of 9 to 5

“It seems so...” Feng Xingtong had seen Zhou Fengliu’s strange method of 100% being caught with bare hands in the video footage.

“Who can defend against his strange method?” Feng Shayan recalled the time it took Jia Zhengliang to appear in front of Zhou Fengliu just now, which was very short.

“It’s boring...”

“If I had big brother’s method... I can do it too, it’s a bit unsolvable.”

Listening to the discussion between his daughter and son, Feng Zhenghao on the side adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said seriously:

“You only noticed Fengliu’s method of allowing people to travel through the air, but didn’t see anything else?”

“?”

Hearing their father speak, the Feng family siblings were a little confused.

“Dad... what else?”

“Are you talking about big brother’s slapping method?” Feng Xingtong thought about the battle just now, and there seemed to be nothing else.

"Didn't you notice that none of Jia Zhengliang's flying knives approached Fengliu?"

"Hmm?"

Hearing Feng Zhenghao say this, both of them were startled.

The old ones are the wisest. Compared to the younger generation who focused on Zhou Fengliu's slapping attack method, Feng Zhenghao keenly noticed Zhou Fengliu's dodge.

"Then it should be that the eldest brother is more agile?" Feng Xingtong didn't see anything special.

"Agile..."

Hearing these two words, Feng Zhenghao shook his head: "You are wrong... It seems that Fengliu is dodging, but in fact his dodging movements are very chaotic, and he can't dodge the attack of those flying knives at all..."

"Those flying knives... were obviously bounced away when they were around Fengliu..." Feng Zhenghao looked at Zhou Fengliu who was leaving the field below and said slowly.

"?"

"Bounced?"

Hearing this, the Feng siblings were a little surprised.

"President Feng...Miss Feng."

Just when the Feng siblings were puzzled, Zhang Chulan brought Feng Baobao to the competition venue.

Zhang Chulan had just finished watching Feng Baobao's match and rushed to Zhou Fengliu's match, but it seemed a little late.

"It's over? Didn't they say that Jia Zhengliang was a dark horse?" Zhang Chulan was curious about what had just happened.

"It's over. Big brother slapped Jia Zhengliang to end the fight... To be honest, let alone Jia Zhengliang being a dark horse, even if he was a cow or a horse, he couldn't beat big brother..."

"Really, Brother Chulan, you didn't see it. That fight... was so fierce." Feng Xingtong briefly described it to Zhang Chulan, and Zhang Chulan wanted to watch the replay.

...

Moments later.

Not long after Zhou Fengliu walked out of the competition channel, he saw Feng Xingtong, Feng Shayan, Zhang Chulan, and Feng Baobao coming over.

"Have you finished the competition?" Zhou Fengliu looked at Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao and asked.

"Hmm..."

"Quick enough, today..."

"I haven't finished the competition yet." Feng Xingtong said that he would be the next one.

"Uh..." Zhou Fengliu set his sights on Feng Xingtong. Seeing Feng Xingtong, he couldn't help but think of the three thousand yuan last night.

"If you can't beat him, just admit defeat." Zhou Fengliu reminded casually.

"That's for sure, but beating Wang Bing shouldn't be a problem, right?" Feng Xingtong scratched his head.

"Next game... Feng Xingtong vs. Wang Bing! Contestants, please enter the venue quickly!"

Hearing his name, Feng Xingtong knew that it was his turn next.

"I'm leaving first, wait for my good news."

"Hmm..."

Watching Feng Xingtong leave, Zhou Fengliu thought for a while, and then wanted to watch Feng Xingtong's game.

"Are you two going?" Zhou Fengliu asked.

"Uh... it's okay to go and watch."

...

The group walked into the audience seats for the match between Feng Xingtong and Wang Bing.

Speaking of Wang Bing, the opponents he drew in the previous few games were very weak. I don't know if it was good luck or some insider information, but he made it into the top 16 anyway.

Zhou Fengliu came to the audience and found that there were quite a few people in the audience. After all, one of them was the great-grandson of Wang Ai, the Tenth Master, and the other was the son of Feng Zhenghao, the Tenth Master. They were all descendants with some background.

"Just so few people?"

Wang Bing entered the venue and glanced at the audience, and found that the number of people in his competition was far less than that of other matches with popular contestants.

"Forget it, they are just a bunch of ignorant people who can't tell who is the real pride of heaven!"

Wang Bing was very arrogant, even a little arrogant and arrogant.

Of course, to have such a personality, it is naturally inseparable from the influence of the family. Wang Ai doted on him and instilled a concept since he was a child:

What the Wang family wants will sooner or later belong to the Wang family!

"Are you my opponent?" Wang Bing looked at Feng Xingtong who entered the venue opposite.

"Yes, Brother Wang... give me more advice." Feng Xingtong replied, and then made a fighting posture.

The battle was about to break out, and the two soon got entangled together.

...

"This Wang Bing... has a lot of tricks?"

In the audience, Zhang Chulan was a little confused when he saw all the moves Wang Bing used.

"It's useless... he has a lot but not refined, it's just a waste of effort." Zhou Fengliu answered.

"Indeed... there shouldn't be any suspense in this match, right? After all, Feng Xingtong seems to have a more solid foundation..."

Zhang Chulan had just finished speaking when the battlefield below changed. Feng Xingtong's eyes glowed as he used the Soul-Binding and General-Sending Technique. A snake fairy was summoned out. He seemed to want to use the power of this fairy named Mr. Liu to end the game.

As soon as this fairy appeared, the temperature around him dropped sharply, and people couldn't help but shudder.

...

"Evil beast! Hurry up!"

Just when Feng Xingtong was ready to welcome the baptism of power, who would have thought that the fairy would suddenly stop in mid-air, and Wang Bing, who was not far away, also used the Soul-Binding and General-Sending Technique with his hands emitting black Qi.

"This... this is?"

When Zhang Chulan in the stands found that the fairy was actually being sucked away by Wang Bing, his whole expression was stunned.

"Wang Bing also knows how to Soul-Binding?!"

He looked at Feng Shayan on the side: "Miss Feng... isn't this the Feng family's family practice?"

Feng Shayan did not answer his question, and the reason was very simple... she didn't know either.

...

"How can you summon spirits and send generals!" Feng Xingtong called the snake fairy back and questioned Wang Bing.

"Is it strange? I'll tell you the reason when I take this evil beast!" Wang Bing sneered: "Don't be so stingy, Feng Xingtong, it's hard to find such a great spirit in this world nowadays... Give it to me."

"I won't!" Feng Xingtong couldn't give it up. He had borrowed this spirit from the Deng brothers. If he gave it to Wang Bing, how could he explain it to the Deng brothers.

"Don't struggle..."