384: Chapter 28 Wang Ye flees, secretly assists

Upon learning that Wang Ye's Qimen Formation could ignore directional restrictions and change at will, Zhuge Qing knew he was inferior in skill and admitted defeat wholeheartedly.

However, he couldn't help but ask, "Daoist Wang, what is the name of your Spell?"

Wang Ye glanced at him: "I've told you enough, don't be ungrateful. If you really want to know, you can calculate it yourself."

"If you keep seeking death, I won't stop you."

After speaking, he looked up at the audience and saw Meng Li was still there, planning to go over and chat.

When Meng Li arrived earlier, Wang Ye had also noticed him arriving by riding a sword and secretly thought, 'He knows how to play.'

But that was all.

Wang Ye was inherently lazy and rarely cared about irrelevant people or matters.

However, just now, Meng Li actually tried to 'steal the technique' of Wind-After Odd Gates in public.

This piqued Wang Ye's curiosity.

Yet, as soon as he left the arena, a loud shout came from afar: "You stinking Taoist with the surname Wang, stop right there!"

Wang Ye paused for a moment.

Was that calling for Daoist Master me?

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of women rushing toward him, holding knives and axes.

Wang Ye: "?"

"You actually caused our husband to spit blood, do you still have any humanity?"

"Simply unforgivable!"

Wang Ye: Which husband are you referring to?

Zhuge Qing, who was lagging behind, saw this, curled his lips, resumed his usual half-squinted look, and quietly slipped away in another direction.

"Sisters, chop him up and avenge Aqing!"

Hearing the name 'Aqing,' Wang Ye finally realized they were talking about Zhuge Qing.

And these women holding knives and axes, looking frantic, must be his fanatic fans.

Instinctively, Wang Ye turned his head to look behind him, hoping that Zhuge Qing, the person involved, could come out and explain. After all, him spitting blood was the result of his insistence on divining the backlash of Wind-After Odd Gates, and it had at most half a cent of relation to him.

The result...

Where was he?

Looking at the empty space behind him, Wang Ye's mouth twitched: "Zhuge Qing, you bastard! You have the guts to divine, but not the courage to explain, right!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he bolted and ran.

Because Zhuge Qing's fanatic female fans had already chased close by.

Seeing their life-risking demeanor, if he didn't run, he might actually get chopped.

And then...

He was chased by Zhuge Qing's fanatic female fans from south to north.

During this time, Wang Ye tried to explain, but it was completely useless.

Wang Ye: "Ladies, his spitting blood has nothing to do with me, can you use some reason!"

Fanatic Female Fan A of Zhuge Qing: "Reason? What reason? Aqing is the Dao! Aqing is the reason!"

Fanatic Female Fan B: "Exactly!"

Wang Ye: "..."

Fanatic Female Fan C: "Putting aside the matter of Aqing spitting blood, you won against him, preventing us from seeing his heroic posture in the subsequent matches. This is simply unforgivable!"

Wang Ye: "@#￥%..."

Wang Ye: "Infinite blessings, Heavenly Venerable, all you Ancestral Masters above, this Disciple should not utter vulgar words."

Fanatic Female Fans of Zhuge Qing: "Stinking Taoist, stop!"

Wang Ye: "Zhuge Qing, where the hell are you? Hurry up and come out to explain!"

Zhuge Qing, back in his room: Currently recovering from injuries, do not summon!

Meanwhile, the results of the remaining three matches for the Top Sixteen advancing to the Quarterfinals were out.

The winners were Zhang Lingyu, Feng Sha Yan, and Wang Bing.

Not long after, the matchups for the Quarterfinals advancing to the Semifinals were drawn.

Meng Li versus Feng Baobao.

Feng Xingtong versus Wang Bing.

Zhang Chulan versus Wang Ye.

Zhang Lingyu versus Feng Sha Yan.

Feng Baobao finished looking at the matchup table, gave Zhang Chulan a brief word, and left. Then, holding an iron shovel in one hand and a rope in the other, she set her sights on Wang Ye.

Watching Wang Ye being chased everywhere by Zhuge Qing's fanatic female fans, Feng Baobao fell into deep thought, then revealed a clever look: "How about... burying them all?"

Burying them all was impossible; there were too many people, and Feng Baobao couldn't manage alone.

If someone escaped and revealed the matter, it would be detrimental to Zhang Chulan.

Therefore, Feng Baobao could only choose to follow secretly, observe, and wait for the right moment.

She waited until the Golden Crow set in the west and the Jade Rabbit rose in the east.

Wang Ye managed to shake off those few fanatic female fans of Zhuge Qing, was utterly exhausted, and leaned against a tree to sleep.

Feng Baobao, who had been lying in wait, saw this situation and immediately acted decisively.

Tied up securely, a pit dug, and water added.

When Wang Ye opened his eyes and understood the situation, he was completely stunned.

What kind of place is this for Daoist Master me to be brought to?

Such blatant tying up and burying—is this even in the country?

Complaining internally, he quietly used the Spirit Binding Technique, Luanjin Dun, on Feng Baobao, then was instantly dumbfounded.

Because Luanjin Dun could not restrain Feng Baobao.

Snapping out of his stupefaction, Wang Ye could only use the Kun character earth-element Spell to bury Feng Baobao.

Unexpectedly, Feng Baobao directly used her powerful Qi to blast open a large pit and easily escaped. Then, with Wang Ye looking as if he had seen a ghost, she began to pursue and kill him.

Throughout this chase, Wang Ye used various Spells but could never shake off Feng Baobao, forced only to bolt and flee.

The two chased and fled from dusk till dawn.

It wasn't until Wang Ye entered the arena that Feng Baobao realized the setting was inappropriate and stopped.

Meng Li shook his head watching this, thinking about how to deal with Feng Baobao later, while flying on his sword towards the arena of Feng Xingtong and Wang Bing.

Wang Family's Restraining Spirits and Dispatching Generals versus Feng Family's Restraining Spirits and Dispatching Generals!

Although he knew the result, it was still worth observing.

When Meng Li arrived at the scene, Wang Bing and Feng Xingtong had just finished their inconclusive physical combat and simultaneously activated the power of Restraining Spirits and Dispatching Generals.

Feng Xingtong summoned the Family Immortal Liu Kunsheng, whom he had 'borrowed' from Deng Youfu, without hesitation.

Liu Kunsheng was a Snake Immortal among Family Immortals, having existed for an unknown number of years. Even Lu Jin, who was over a hundred years old, could only call himself a Junior in front of him.

His power far surpassed the Spirit Feng Xingtong currently possessed.

Feng Xingtong summoning him meant he intended to borrow his power to quickly decide the victor.

This was because Feng Zheng Hao had instructed him and Feng Sha Yan before the match to perform well and gain the favorable attention of the veteran members among The Ten Elders for the Feng Family.

However, when Liu Kunsheng was summoned, coiling like a giant python in mid-air, Feng Xingtong unexpectedly discovered that his attempt to borrow power halfway had failed.

Liu Kunsheng, halfway through his dive, got stuck in mid-air.

Just then, Wang Bing performed the spirit restraining technique: "Vermin, come here!"

Instantly, Liu Kunsheng flew uncontrollably towards Wang Bing.

Feng Xingtong was greatly alarmed and quickly used the Spirit Binding Technique to pull against Wang Bing.

Although Wang Bing had learned a more complete Restraining Spirits and Dispatching Generals, his nature as a wastrel meant his foundation was not as solid as Feng Xingtong's.

For a moment, the two were locked in a stalemate.

Seeing this, Wang Bing sneered coldly, summoned a Spirit with his free hand, bit down on it, and began devouring it in public.

After he finished consuming it, his strength instantly increased.

The brief stalemate was quickly broken, and Liu Kunsheng flew uncontrollably towards Wang Bing.

Wang Bing immediately laughed heartily: "Come on!"

"I've had enough of eating those trash. After eating this vermin, I will be invincible under heaven."

In the audience, the faces of the brothers Deng Youcai and Deng Youfu instantly changed.

"Not good, Uncle Kunsheng is in danger!"

"Let's fight them head-on!"

As soon as they spoke, the two flipped off the platform, but were stopped by Rongshan, who was serving as the referee responsible for maintaining order in the arena.

"Gentlemen, don't you know the rules?"

"You are not allowed to interfere in this contest."

Wang Bing saw this and laughed triumphantly: "Haha, exactly. And Immortal Ma, don't misunderstand. The one who stole your things was Feng Xingtong. I am currently in a fair contest with Feng Xingtong; it's not your turn to act."

Saying that, he immediately increased his output.

Seeing this, Feng Xingtong hardened his heart, summoned the Spirit of the Ninth National Player, Wang Zizhong, and had it use an acupuncture secret technique to boost his power. He then burst forth with all his strength in one go, temporarily regaining control of Liu Kunsheng while simultaneously taking the opportunity to release the spirit restraining power placed on him.

Afterward, ignoring the injury caused by the backlash, he said to Deng Youfu and Deng Youcai: "Hurry up and take Uncle Kunsheng away!"

"Don't linger for a moment!"

"Quick!"

Deng Youfu and Deng Youcai hesitated to speak but, after a second of hesitation, followed the order.

Turning back, blood streamed from Feng Xingtong's eyes as he said to Wang Bing: "Brother Wang, I admit..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Bing, who failed to swallow Liu Kunsheng as desired, landed a heavy punch on his face.

"Hmph, you want to admit defeat? Is it that easy?"

"You made me miss such a great supplement, you think admitting defeat will solve it?"

Then, as if remembering something, he said maliciously: "Oh right, that thing you finally invited up also has some interesting qualities."

"Why don't you compensate me with that one instead."

After speaking, Wang Bing reached out towards Feng Xingtong and performed the spirit restraining technique.

Meng Li shook his head slightly, turned to look at Rongshan on the field: "Daoist Rongshan, according to the rules, once a contestant admits defeat, the match ends, right?"

Rongshan seemed slightly surprised upon hearing this, then nodded.

Meng Li immediately sent a secret transmission to Feng Xingtong: "Admit defeat quickly!"

Feng Xingtong, who was struggling with Wang Bing for control of Wang Zizhong, immediately reacted upon hearing this and shouted without hesitation: "I admit defeat!"

Rongshan immediately announced the result loudly: "Feng Xingtong versus Wang Bing, Wang Bing wins!"

After speaking, his figure flashed, interrupting the contest between the two, but he slightly favored Feng Xingtong when making the move.

Feng Xingtong immediately seized the opportunity to recall the Spirit of Wang Zizhong back into his own body.

Almost simultaneously, Feng Zheng Hao stepped onto the field.

He blocked the enraged Wang Bing and called people over under the pretext of treating injuries to take Feng Xingtong away.

Seeing this, Meng Li flew on his sword towards the other arena.

He secretly lent a hand because he had some connection with Wang Zizhong and did not wish to see him suffer Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering like in the original plot.

Now that his objective was achieved, it was time to participate in his own match.