Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

Chapter 148: Everyone Returns, and the Confrontation with Foreigners! (4k)

Looking at Feng Zhenghao kneeling in front of her, the smiling Wang Aixiao was slightly surprised.

"President Feng, what are you doing?"

Wang Ai's eyes flickered. He thought about Feng Zhenghao's face turning pale when he knew the truth, and he also thought about his face being devastated and unable to recover. He also thought about his face being shocked but pretending to be calm.

But he never expected that Feng Zhenghao would actually kneel down to him!
The person who was able to establish a behemoth like Tianxiahui in just a few decades and successfully become one of the top ten leaders is indeed no simple person.

Kneel this time.

This made Wang Ai not know how to start the attack.

"I see!" Feng Zhenghao was mortified. "So my Feng family has always been indebted to the Wang family for their kindness and generosity, yet we're completely unaware of it! I, Feng Zhenghao, am so smug just to be called one of the Ten Lords! So arrogant that I think I can be on par with the elders!"

Looking at Feng Zhenghao with a look of remorse on his face, Wang Ai sneered in his heart.

They are all fox spirits. Who are they performing for?

Wang Ai sneered repeatedly: "Feng Zhenghao! Don't try this on me! To be frank, I, this old man, look down on you from the bottom of my heart!"

Feng Zhenghao's face showed no trace of anger at all. Instead, he felt even more ashamed, and said with a heartfelt expression, "You're right to be upset with me! When I think about how arrogant and complacent I was in front of my seniors, I wish I could find a hole to crawl into!"

Feng Zhenghao choked up and said, "I'm not kneeling for you. I'm kneeling to thank you, my father, for the great kindness of leaving me with the Feng family bloodline!"

As he said this, he kowtowed to Wang Ai.

This really stunned Wang Ai for a moment.

How cruel!

After kowtowed, Feng Zhenghao's face was as gloomy as water: "From now on, I, Feng Zhenghao, will follow your lead, Master Wang. If you tell me to go east, I will never go west! If you need anything, Tianxia will take care of it!"

Wang Ai's face suddenly lit up with joy. He came over to support Feng Zhenghao and touched his hand affectionately: "Eh? What's the matter? You're being serious. Get up! Hurry up! I was just telling you about the past. President Feng, please don't think too much about it!"

Feng Zhenghao's eyes were filled with tears, as if he was looking at his own father: "No, you are justified in beating me! Mr. Wang, from now on, Tianxia will be absolutely united with the Wang family!"

Wang Ai smiled brightly: "Zhenghao, you have been wronged over the years!"

……

The morning game is over.

At noon, a large number of strange people left Longhu Mountain.

The younger generations that Lu Jin called over have already started working.

Zhi Jinhua and Lu Linglong inserted detection needles into the main roads leading up and down the mountain.

Zhi Jinhua said into the intercom, "The detection needles can detect the presence of Qi within a certain range. If they are distributed around, they can find out the entry and exit of the strange people on the mountain."

"Don't worry about those leaving the venue. The conference is almost over, and anyone going up the mountain at this time is particularly suspicious. Everyone, keep a close eye!"

"Roger that!"

The younger generations from other places responded.

At this time.

"Xi, the probe in your area is reacting, what's going on?"

Xi was a little confused. He put away the walkie-talkie and looked at the end of the path, ready to fight with Quan Xing. But it turned out to be two foreigners: "Hi!"

"Uh……"

……

On the plane, Deng Youfu and his brothers returned to Northeast China.

Deng Youcai gritted his teeth and said, "That's ridiculous! The Feng family's ability to summon spirits and generals can even control a monster like Master Liu! There's no room for resistance!"

"I can understand Master Huaidan's thunder technique. After all, before immortals even gained Qi, they were afraid of thunder from the sky. The demonic Qi they cultivated was often sinister. The restraint of thunder has increased instead of decreased, but the method of restraining spirits and sending generals is unconditional control. I cannot accept that."

Deng Youfu said calmly: "Youcai, let's go ask the old lady directly."

Deng Youcai was slightly surprised: "Ask the old lady?"

The Northeast is the base camp of the Chu Ma lineage, and there are many types of immortals, which leads to the complex intertwining of various forces. The Deng family is just one of them.

Too many forces can easily cause chaos, so people of high moral character and prestige are elected to take charge.

The old lady the two people are talking about is such an old veteran of the shaman lineage.

Deng Youfu said coldly, "Given the old lady's personality, it's impossible for her not to come and join in the fun of the Luotian Grand Ceremony, but this time she stayed indoors."

"Not only that, thinking back carefully, ever since Feng Zhenghao became one of the Ten Lords, this old lady has almost become like she left the Ten Lords. She no longer steps forward in any matter."

……

Front mountain.

The chief news officer of Yaoxing Society for this Luotian Grand Ceremony made a phone call.

"Boss, this trip wasn't in vain. Feng Baobao is indeed worthy of attention. From the company's attitude towards her to herself, there are many things worth noting."

"By the way, we also found a strand of her hair at the site after her match with Xiao Xiao. Boss, where did you get this information about her?"

A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Haha, I can't tell you this for now. Anyway, everyone should know that all our efforts will not be in vain!"

……

"Feng Hou Qimen has finally appeared in the world..."

The voice on the other end of the phone made Wang sigh softly: "There's nothing I can do."

hang up the phone.

Zhuge Qing and Zhuge Bai came to say goodbye, carrying their luggage: "Old Wang."

Wang Ye smiled and said, "Aren't you going to watch tomorrow's game?"

Zhuge Qing said, "No need to look. We've booked our tickets and will be leaving soon. When are you leaving?"

Wang Ye scratched his head and said, "I'm leaving today too, but I'm taking the high-speed train. I'm a poor Taoist priest, so the plane ticket is a bit too expensive."

Zhuge Bai whispered, "Master Wang, your family must be very difficult."

Wang Ye’s family must be very poor since they can’t even afford a plane ticket.

But even so, when his brother was willing to give him half of his savings, Wang refused to accept it.

Thinking of everything Wang Ye had done, Zhuge Bai was deeply moved.

Taoist Master Wang is truly a good Taoist who is content with poverty and enjoys the way of Taoism!

Wang Ye grinned: "Not bad."

Zhuge Qing said helplessly: "I gave you money but you didn't want it."

"Money is something outside of the body. If a cultivator places too much importance on it, he will fall into inferiority."

Zhuge Qing felt a little regretful: "I wanted to talk to you more on the way to the airport."

Wang Ye smiled: "Let's part ways in peace."

Zhuge Qing nodded, but his smile faded a lot: "Old Wang, although it may sound hypocritical to say it, I feel bad if I don't say it."

"I've kept it in mind. If you need any help in the future, it might be a bit too much to ask for help, but as long as I can do it!"

Wang Ye didn't take it seriously at first, but when he saw Zhuge Qing's sincere eyes, he nodded solemnly.

"it is good."

"Then we're leaving."

"Bye-Bye."

After waving goodbye to Brother Zhuge Qing, Wang Ye looked up at the sky, feeling a little confused.

he knows.

With Fenghou Qimen exposed, there is no way back to Wudang Mountain.

He calmed himself down, smiled again, turned towards Wudang Mountain, and knelt down.

"Grand Master, Master, fellow apprentices, take care!"...

The news that a foreign alien had been discovered in Xi's place was brought back by the younger generation.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a friend that the old Taoist priest had made abroad, who passed by Longhu Mountain and came to visit.

Inside the palace.

Two foreign visitors entered the room. Zhang Zhiwei smiled and said, "Old Lu, Old Tian, Huaidan, let me introduce you. This is Isaac Taber, the dean of the Flamel Academy in England."

Zhang Huaidan looked over and saw that Dean Isaac had white hair and beard, wore a pair of small round glasses, and was dressed in a loose light purple cloak. He had a kind face and when he noticed his gaze, he gave a friendly smile.

Behind him stood a middle-aged man who was a head taller than him. He was wearing black clothes and black pants, with a stern face. He ignored Zhang Huaidan's gaze.

Zhang Zhiwei smiled and said, "A few years ago, I visited Europe and had the honor of meeting Dean Isaac."

Tian Jinzhong was surprised and said, "No wonder you insisted on learning English back then."

Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand: "Everyone, please sit down."

Dean Isaac sat on the prepared chair.

The man in black, Victor, also walked towards another chair, but at the same time, footsteps were heard. They both noticed each other, so the footsteps stopped at the same time.

That's when I discovered it.

Although the hall was spacious, it only had five chairs. What was annoying was that there were six people present.

Zhang Zhiwei said, "I've asked someone to bring new chairs over."

Zhang Huaidan understood, and out of respect for the guest who had come from afar, he was about to offer the chair to Victor.

Victor spoke first: "I'm the guest, I'll sit in this chair."

He raised his chin slightly and looked at Zhang Huaidan with a hint of criticism and arrogance in his eyes.

The harmonious atmosphere in the room suddenly froze.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Victor with a little surprise.

A hint of dissatisfaction appeared on Tian Jinzhong's face. How could he be so disrespectful to the host when being a guest in someone else's home?

Lu Jin raised his eyebrows. Huaidan was well-educated and polite, and was about to give it to him, but he spoke first. The meaning of this was a little different.

Dean Isaac laughed and said, "Old Heavenly Master, let me introduce you. This is the instructor at Victor College, also called Victor. He was once my best student and is a bit proud."

Zhang Zhiwei also smiled and said, "Then let me introduce you. This person is Zhang Huaidan, my most outstanding disciple. He's not very proud, but he has a bad temper."

Lu Jin and Tian Jinzhong looked at each other and smiled.

Dean Isaac's heart moved, and he smiled and said, "I understand what the old Taoist priest means. How about whoever has the greater ability sits on this chair?"

After hearing this, everyone had different expressions. Tian Jinzhong wondered if this would be a bad idea.

Seeing Zhang Zhiwei's noncommittal look, he wisely kept silent.

Lu Jin seldom dealt with foreigners, so such direct words somewhat shook his inherent cognition.

If it is a foreigner in the country.

Unless you are a mortal enemy, you would not do these things when you go to someone else's home.

But looking at Dean Isaac's expression, he didn't seem to find it strange at all. Instead, he seemed to be watching a show with great interest.

Shake his head.

Maybe the customs abroad are different from those at home.

But Victor looked quite old, and he was Isaac's most proud student, so Huaidan had little contact with the foreign stranger.

And they just said that they wanted to see who had better methods, but they couldn't really fight in the house.

It’s a bit of a disadvantage for Huaidan!

Victor nodded: "That's best."

He said to Zhang Huaidan, "You go first."

Zhang Huaidan glanced at him and said, "You're welcome then."

He was about seven or eight steps away from the chair. He took two steps and heard a rustling sound behind him. Victor took out a thin magic wand.

The air flow in the room suddenly changed slightly, and an invisible force pulled Zhang Huaidan's body, preventing him from walking towards the chair.

Dean Isaac smiled confidently and said, "This is Victor's wind-attribute magic, called Breath of the Gale. It was originally used for combat, but if it's used to distract people, few people can withstand it."

Zhang Zhiwei smiled and said nothing.

The smile on Isaac's face froze slightly.

This weakened version of Breath of the Wind had no effect other than causing Zhang Huaidan to pause at the beginning.

The surging magic power let Isaac know that Victor was increasing the power of Breath of the Wind, but it still had no effect.

Isaac was slightly surprised.

It was discovered that not even a corner of Zhang Huaidan's clothes was blown up, not even the hair on his temples was blown away.

If it weren't for the surging magic power, people would suspect that Victor had learned the Chinese virtue of humility and was letting it go here.

"Tattoo~~"

Seeing that Zhang Huaidan was only three steps away from the chair, Victor blushed and quickly recited a spell.

Zhang Zhiwei and the other two were confused as Victor was reciting the spell in his native language.

Isaac was suddenly shocked. Could it be this magic?

Is the pressure Victor is under really that great?
This young man obviously doesn’t look very old, but how could he push Victor to this point?

He even subconsciously wanted to stop Victor, but when he thought about the old Taoist priest being there, he knew that nothing serious would happen, so he suppressed the thought of intervening.

After Victor finished chanting the spell, the airflow in the room moved several times faster, blowing up the white beards of Zhang Zhiwei and the other three, but Zhang Huaidan remained calm.

Five sides of the light blue wind wall cage trapped him, and there were faint black lines in the blue, which conveyed a terrifying power.

The only thing is that there is no wind wall behind him. It seems that Victor wants Zhang Huaidan to give up.

At the same time, Victor's footsteps were heard behind him.

Dean Isaac nodded: "It's over."

This magic is called Wall of Sighing Wind.

It is a powerful magic that Victor created by combining black magic and white magic.

In the entire Victor Academy, no instructor dared to say that he could catch the Sighing Wind Wall intact.

of course.

He didn't really want to take action now, so the power of the Sighing Wind Wall was less than one-tenth of Victor's full-strength attack.

But even so, it was enough to trap Zhang Huaidan.

Victor is a "Grand Master" in Ying Country. The old master's disciple is indeed quite powerful, but he suffers from being too young.

If he is given enough time, he may be able to compete with Victor in the future.

Zhang Zhiwei smiled and said, "Don't be so confident."

Isaac was slightly surprised: "Oh?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden line flashed before his eyes, and the wall of sighing wind in front of him was immediately cut open by the unparalleled sharpness, and the remaining wall that seemed to be real also collapsed one after another.

The wind element swept across.

Several windows in the room were rustling in the wind.

The robes of Zhang Zhiwei and the other three fluttered.

Isaac's white hair was flying, and his face was full of disbelief. He sighed, how could the wind wall be destroyed so easily?
He quickly looked around.

I saw Zhang Huaidan sitting on the chair with a smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)