Chapter 248: Feng Shayan is targeted

The next day.

The contestants arrived at the scene one after another, and the latest duel list was hung high on the wall. There was less than half an hour before the first game started, and Gu Liang entered the venue in advance to wait.

He sat on the ground, his mind clear, communicating with the thirty-four in his body.

"Xian Hong, this competition is going to be troublesome."

The voice echoed in his heart, and Ma Xianhong frowned in confusion: "Why? Is it because of the disciple of Tianshi, Zhang Lingyu? Or the master of Wuhou Village?"

"Neither. Lu Lin, ranked 12th, with your incomplete body, you are no match for him at all."

"I used the method of my ancestors to tell you a fortune. It's like a moth flying into a flame. Even if I interfere forcefully, it will be difficult to change the outcome. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be the champion of this Luotian Grand Ceremony."

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Ma Xianhong did not deny the possibility that this would inevitably happen.

He was unable to bring most of his magical weapons with him, and had to use a clone to temporarily control them. It was understandable that he was no match for the equally strong younger generation, and he could accept such a failure calmly.

"We can't get the source of Qi from the Tongtian Talisman and we are being watched by two old ghosts. Are we going to make a wasted trip, Senior?"

"It doesn't matter. As long as we take away Feng Baobao who is ranked 7, this meeting will be meaningful. It is even more important than the other two special skills. The few people accompanying her are not enough. We will take action after we lose the finals."

Thirty-four made a choice. At the time of the final, he was full of worries and did not dare to interfere with Lu Lin's situation. He was afraid of disturbing a hornet's nest and attracting the attention of the Trinity Gate. By then, he might not be able to escape even if he wanted to.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Ma Xianhong nodded secretly.

"In this game, Lu Jin and Zhang Zhiwei are not here, so I can take action. It just so happens that the enemy this time is very interesting."

Thirty-four's sinister words were mixed with pure murderous intent.

"Feng Shayan?"

Ma Xianhong narrowed his eyes slightly. He vaguely remembered that this girl was from the Tianxia Society and her ancestor seemed to be one of the owners of the Eight Wonders.

"She is the descendant of Feng Tianyang. There were actually two traitors back then. One was Zhang Huaiyi who leaked the list, causing us to be hunted down. The other was Feng Tianyang. After he acquired the unique skills, he was afraid of the traitor at the time, so he took the lead in finding the Wang family to make a deal. Not only did he hand over the Soul Judgment and General Sent, he also sold out all the secrets of others, causing even greater chaos."

".The same goes for Feng Xingtong who is ranked 8th. However, due to the competition system, he cannot face these two siblings at the same time. He probably can't get past Feng Baobao."

Ma Xianhong had a fierce killing intent, but he held it back and thought, "Their father might be present during the match between these two siblings. I'm afraid we can't kill them openly, unless you secretly kill her?"

"That's right. In the next match, you try to show weakness as much as possible. When she thinks she has won, I will intervene and defeat her without anyone noticing. This way, I can collect some interest temporarily."

Sanshisi always felt that without Zhang Huaiyi and Feng Tianyang's interference, his first half of life would not have been so difficult;

The former caused him to be hunted and live in hiding, and the latter indirectly framed him and trapped him in the Gas Bureau for decades. If the two could come back to life, he would want to inflict all known tortures on them.

"clear."

Ma Xianhong let out a long sigh and adjusted his overall state to be exceptionally natural and relaxed.

More than twenty minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and the white-haired Feng Shayan, wearing a gray-brown dress, slowly walked into the stadium.

Almost the moment she entered, she instinctively sensed an extremely dangerous aura. The young man she was facing was plain-looking, simply dressed, and as ordinary as a grocery porter you could find anywhere.

"Feng Shayan, Gu Liang, take your positions!"

"Game start--"

Following the fat Taoist priest's shout, Feng Shayan took cautious steps, focused her sights on Gu Liang, and made a test immediately.

"Hundred Steps Divine Fist."

She cursed softly in her heart, and dense fist shadows fell like heavy rain, instantly ignoring the distance in space and attacking Gu Liang from the side, top of the head, back, chest and other positions.

"boom!"

Gu Liang pretended to be in a panic and took several punches. He was forced back several meters and his steps staggered.

This scene of pure match-fixing drew cheers from the onlookers. They could not tell the real situation, but from a support standpoint they were more inclined to support Feng Shayan, who was wealthy, fair-skinned and beautiful.

Feng Zhenghao, who was watching the game, looked doubtful.

When facing Feng Shayan's innate ability involving space rules, most people would be caught off guard and suffer a loss, but in his opinion, with Gu Liang's ability, it should be possible to dodge.
"Wow!"

Gu Liang took out a gray wooden stick from his arms. It was originally only 20 centimeters long, but it stretched to both ends in an instant and became half a meter long.

Magical instrument - Ruyi Stick.

It is as hard as iron and can absorb the user's Qi, multiplying the force of martial arts. It is one of Ma Xianhong's many magical weapons.

"Hoo ho ho!!!"

He swung the stick, and the wind whistled. The dust under his feet flew up and spread around, blocking his vision like a thick fog.

Feng Shayan felt a chill all over her body, as if an indescribable extreme danger was approaching rapidly.

"boom!"

In the thick fog, a stick came sweeping down, aiming straight at the throat. The terrifying murderous aura forced Feng Shayan to jump through space, and her body moved like a shadow.

"Did this madman hit her so hard?" Feng Shayan's face turned pale. She was just a little bit away from being hit and would have definitely died on the spot. Thinking of this, her anger burst out like a reservoir with the floodgates opened.

"call out!"

"call out!"

"call out!"

At the moment she was angry, three dark purple rays of energy shot towards her like cannonballs.

"Gu!" The void was like rippling lake water, and Feng Shayan's figure disappeared again. A fierce confrontation unfolded in the rolling dust and fog. Gu Liang took the initiative to leave flaws many times and allowed the opponent to attack.

"boom!!"

"boom!!"

His figure was defeated several times and crashed into the wall outside the dust and fog. There was blood at the corner of his mouth and he looked embarrassed.

The audience who witnessed this scene were extremely surprised. What exactly happened in the dust and fog? It seemed that Miss Feng’s physical skills were quite strong.

However, Feng Shayan, who was trapped in the dust and fog at this moment, was panting and had already smelled the strong murderous intent. She tried to break out and surrender several times, but was stopped every time.

In the hazy dust, several magical weapons were vaguely visible, restraining her from time to time.

From the beginning to the end, she was trapped in the opponent's layout, fighting like a trapped beast. She even failed to shout for help. The sound produced by the vibration seemed to be isolated. The referee and the audience on the stage were all unable to detect her danger.

Gu Liang reappeared with a terrifyingly cold gaze, like a butcher looking at cattle and sheep to be slaughtered. Feng Shayan was so frightened that her face turned pale. Somehow, her sixth sense told her that there was danger!
"Gu Liang, I give up! That's enough."

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Ma Xianhong ignored her and just waved her hand calmly. One by one, the magic tools were taken back by her. At the same time, the voice of Thirty-Four came to her ears.

"Okay, leave it to me next."

"it is good."

Ma Xianhong's self-contained answer made Feng Shayan suddenly feel relieved.

However, the next moment, Thirty-four activated the Daluo Cave Observation, and an invisible giant hand came out of nowhere and forcibly grabbed the prey.

"You?!"

Feng Shayan suddenly felt as if something was wrong with her body. Her legs and feet began to weaken, and she felt a terrible burning sensation in her internal organs.
The whole world was turned upside down. The severe dizziness made her paralyzed to the ground, her eyes were dazed and full of fear.

Her human body's qi structure was arbitrarily modified by Thirty-Four, and countless hallucinations followed.

Her memory was filled with bizarre fragments, and countless strange and horrifying scenes appeared in all the timid moments of her past life. She was unable to distinguish the truth from the false, and her brain felt a shattering pain.

The Qi that was originally still about half was rapidly reduced and dissipated like burning cotton wool, and Feng Shayan fell into a deep coma;

When the dust and fog gradually cleared, what appeared before everyone's eyes was a scene of both sides suffering losses.

Gu Liang was covered in wounds and half-knelt on the ground with difficulty, staggering. Feng Shayan, who was not far away, was in a worse condition and was unconscious.

"Shayan!!" Feng Zhenghao exclaimed and quickly jumped down from a high place.

Several Taoist priests who were in charge of treating the wounded also rushed in. After a preliminary examination, they found that the man was fine, just unconscious, and his breathing and heartbeat were normal.

In the first game of the third round, Gu Liang won!

His joints and internal organs were damaged in many places, there was blood at the corners of his mouth and on his clothes, and his face was extremely pale. The medical staff quickly carried him away and gave him bandage treatment.

The layout of the entire back mountain competition venue is based on the Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram.

Players numbered 1-8 will compete in the anode arena, while players numbered 9-16 will compete in the cathode arena. The spectator stands in the middle are interconnected, allowing people to see both sides at the same time.

Tianshi and Lu Jin were both at the Yinjiao arena, watching the game, and did not notice anything unusual here.

Soon, the second game of Anode started 15 minutes later, with Zhuge Qing, who was ranked 3rd, facing Wang Ye, who was ranked 4th.

Zhuge Qing has delicate features, blue hair and a white shirt, and possesses a gentle and elegant beauty;
Wang Ye has bright eyes and white teeth, and a calm demeanor, as if he takes everything lightly;
As the two entered, some female fans in the audience burst into thunderous cheers, each with their own supporters.

"Are you all ready? Let's have a sparring match." The referee announced the start.

Wang Ye took the lead and tried to win with Tai Chi power.

Continuous palm power whizzed out, trying to wrap the opponent.

Unless it was absolutely necessary, he did not want to use his last trump card to launch a dimensionality reduction attack on Zhuge Qing, who was also a sorcerer. Firstly, it would expose Feng Hou and easily bring disaster. Secondly, he was afraid of severely injuring Zhuge Qing and leaving a shadow on him.

"boom!"

The only response to Wang Ye was a Bajiquan that was as steady as a mountain.

The dense palm force was easily destroyed before it could form an encirclement.

Wang was knocked back several meters, his feet firmly standing on the ground. His expression was a little solemn. It would be unrealistic to defeat Zhuge Qing with just his fists and feet.

Perhaps sensing the strength of his opponent, Zhuge Qing smiled and praised:
"It's not easy, Master Wang."

(End of this chapter)