"Not at all, Mr. Feng, you flatter me!"
Young and impetuous, Jia Zhengyu was no match for the old fox Feng Zhenghao. He was flattered so much that he lost his bearings and started chatting with Feng Zhenghao with a smile.
"What a boring farce, Feng Zhenghao. Your vision doesn't match your ambition. No wonder your grandfather had to kneel down and beg others to let you go. But you're living a pretty comfortable life now."
A man's voice suddenly broke the peaceful conversation in the office.
"You sneaky bastard, come out here!"
Feng Zhenghao waved his right hand, and two pitch-black creatures floated around him, with human heads, smoke-like bodies, and cold faces.
Jia Zhengyu was not stunned. He summoned the Dragon-Piercing Cone, which floated around his body, and tensed all his muscles, entering a state of alert.
"Your strength doesn't match your ambition. If Wang Ai, one of the Ten Elders, finds out, your Feng family will be in danger!"
The sound came again, but this time Feng Zhenghao realized that the source of the sound was behind him, so he turned around abruptly and saw a handsome young man leaning against the leather chair in front of his desk, looking at him with a nonchalant expression.
The man was dressed in plain clothes and seemed no different from anyone else, but upon closer inspection, one would notice that his gaze was haughty, as if he were a god looking down upon the mortal world.
Feng Zhenghao took two steps forward and asked with a grim expression, "Who are you?"
"President Feng, why waste words with him? Let me handle him."
Seeing his chance to shine, Jia Zhengyu controlled the Dragon-Piercing Cone to fly up. With a thought, it flew like a high-speed bullet, swiftly piercing towards the man sitting in the chair.
"Ignorance is the greatest tragedy of mankind!" The man sitting in the chair slowly stretched out his hand and casually grabbed the dragon-pecking cones that were rushing towards him. All the dragon-pecking cones immediately lost control, as if they had received a command, and flew into the man's hand one after another.
Jia Zhengyu couldn't believe what he was seeing. He unconsciously took two steps back and exclaimed in shock, "What did you do? Why did my Dragon-Piercing Cone go out of control?!"
Feng Zhenghao witnessed all of this and was shocked, but he didn't show it on his face. He just watched the scene quietly, but there were even more dark ghosts around him.
The man sitting in the chair was Xu Le, who wanted to collect the Eight Skills. He happened to remember Feng Zhenghao, who had the ability to bind spirits and command generals, so Xu Le casually took it. Although it was an incomplete version, the complete version was still in Wang Ai's hands, but Xu Le was not in a hurry at all. Anyway, the Wang family grandfather and grandson would be present at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, so he could just take it then.
Xu Le tossed the Dragon-Piercing Cone in his hand into the trash can as if it were garbage, leaned back in his chair, tilted his head slightly, and said calmly, "Feng Zhenghao, I've taken a liking to your Spirit-Binding and Commanding skill, so hand it over."
"How dare you! Do you really think the Feng family is easy to bully!" Feng Zhenghao was furious. His fists clenched so tightly that they made a "crackling" sound. The ghost beside him bared its teeth and claws at Xu Le, waiting for a command to tear Xu Le to pieces.
Suddenly, Jia Zhengyu leaped up, his fist gathering azure energy, and threw a punch at Xu Le.
This punch seemed to possess a magical power, altering the flow of the surrounding air and creating a mysterious attraction that drew objects to it.
"Behold my Rushing Fist!"
Jia Zhengyu focused his energy in his dantian and swooped down like an eagle. The air around Xu Le seemed to freeze. His fist, filled with murderous intent, was only half a meter away from Xu Le, but Xu Le remained seated in his chair, seemingly terrified.
act recklessly!
A look of joy appeared in Jia Zhengyu's eyes, already imagining the scene of Xu Le being beaten to a pulp by his group.
"Why do you guys, whose skills are clearly terrible, love to call out the names of your moves? Do you think you're filming a TV series or a Hong Kong comic, or do you think this method is cool?"
Jia Zhengyu heard Xu Le's complaints and saw Xu Le, who was sitting in a chair, extend a finger and slowly collide with his fist.
Is this guy crazy?
Although Jia Zhengyu was secretly pleased, the Qi in his hands became even stronger. After all, trying to collide his fingers and fist was just foolish.
Bang!
After a muffled thud, a figure flew backward.
Feng Zhenghao watched in astonishment as Jia Zhengyu channeled all his Qi, only to be flicked away by a finger from Xu Le, who was sitting in a chair. Jia Zhengyu crashed into the wall and lost consciousness. The hand that collided with Xu Le's was pierced, exposing the white bone, which was exposed to the air. There were multiple cracks in the bone, and it seemed that even if it was reattached, his life would be ruined.
Although Feng Zhenghao was shocked, he did not freeze. He took a step forward, and the distance of several meters seemed to disappear. He instantly appeared in front of Xu Le, and his entire hand seemed to grow longer. His fist, filled with Qi, struck Xu Le's face.
Hundred-Step Fist and Shrinking-Earth Step Technique!
Xu Le looked at the two techniques with great interest. They were quite practical. Although they couldn't compare to the Eight Techniques, they were still among the advanced techniques in the world of supernatural beings.
Besides Feng Zhenghao's direct attack, Xu Le also sensed a chilling aura approaching from behind, and he knew without a doubt that it was the soul controlled by Feng Zhenghao.
Unlike some weak-minded villains who have subordinates but leave them to observe from the sidelines, Feng Zhenghao, with his ruthless and ambitious nature, would never give up any usable fighting force. In his dictionary, even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit!
Although their courage, strategy, and strength are all commendable, however...
"Get out of my way!"
With a shout, an invisible force of thought spread outward from Xu Le, like a stone thrown into a lake, creating ripples. As these invisible ripples passed over Feng Zhenghao and the soul he controlled, a huge repulsive force concentrated on their bodies, sending them flying backward in all directions.
But this wasn't the end. Caught off guard, Feng Zhenghao was slammed against the wall. Before he could even catch his breath, a tremendous suction force appeared again. His body was out of control, and even circulating his Qi throughout his body couldn't resist this force. He could only watch helplessly as he flew up and was sucked into Xu Le's palm.
The attraction of the rooster charm!
Shendu's Chicken Talisman possesses two powers: telekinesis and gravity. Therefore, when Shendu possessed all the talismans, he was arguably the strongest, given that he controlled the largest landmass in Asia. If he lacked power, why would other demons allow him to occupy such a vast territory? Furthermore, Shendu's Chicken Talisman is equivalent to possessing the power of the Moon Demon Curse Blue; who can say he is the weakest?
Although telekinesis is very strong, it is still much weaker than gravity, one of the four fundamental forces. Therefore, Xu Le has also developed gravity and has now begun to use it in a basic way. Further development will even allow him to influence the magnetic field of planets. At that time, it will not be impossible to create a fluctuating magnetic field or pull the moon to collide with the earth.
Xu Le looked at the dejected Feng Zhenghao in his hand and said indifferently, "Are you willing to hand over the Spirit Binding and Commanding skills now? My patience is limited. If you don't agree, I don't mind killing your relatives one by one in front of you, so that your Feng family will be wiped out from now on."
Feng Zhenghao felt a chill in his heart, but he was already under Xu Le's control and had no ability to resist.
On one side was the martial arts passed down from his grandfather, and on the other was the safety of his entire family. He had no doubt about the truth of Xu Le's words, because he had the ability to do so. Moreover, based on Feng Zhenghao's years of experience in judging people, Xu Le was by no means a soft-hearted person, but rather a ruthless and ambitious man like himself, who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.
After careful consideration, Feng Zhenghao saw Xu Le's cold eyes, sighed, and looked as if he had aged ten years in an instant. His face turned pale as he said, "I am willing to hand over the cultivation technique, I only hope that you can spare my family!"
"Speak!" Xu Le put Feng Zhenghao down, tossed him paper and pen, and asked him to write down the technique of binding spirits and commanding generals from memory.
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