Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 8 Huge gap
In the early morning, the sun passed through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and flashed two bright lights on Feng Ting's handsome face.

He stretched himself, opened his eyes, flew down from the tree, and walked out of the pig and cow forest.

As soon as they walked out of the woods, they saw the fat Li Yuan and the thin Ding Chundong standing at the gate of the courtyard.

Beside them, there are three senior brothers Zeng Wenbu, He Zhong, and Lu Bin.

It seems that the brothers were afraid that he would be bullied by Qian Yao, so they came to support him.

Feng Ting walked up to the senior brothers and said with a smile: "Brothers, martial arts contests between disciples are very common, isn't your situation a bit big?"

Li Yuan hurriedly said: "Qian Yao has already entered the Baodian Pavilion, and he even came to compete with his junior brother. He is bullying the small with the big."

Ding Chundong also said: "Furthermore, the suzerain and the four hall masters have already retreated. Qian Yao chose this time to compete, obviously with ulterior motives. We have to guard against it."

Feng Ting smiled: "It's all here, let the four senior brothers watch the excitement."

Everyone was very puzzled when they saw Feng Ting's free and easy look.

What the junior brother is going to face is likely to be a spiritual practitioner, why is it so easy?
Suddenly, Ding Chundong suddenly said: "He is here."

Everyone followed Ding Chundong's gaze and saw Qian Yao's stout figure walking along the mountain road.

Behind Qian Yao, there are two disciples of Zuo Xingtang in green clothes.

But Qian Yao came on foot, everyone felt a little relieved when they saw this.

Qian Yao didn't come here, which means he hasn't become a spiritual practitioner yet.

But at this moment, Qian Yao suddenly flew up, rushed to the sky, and looked down at everyone.

The hearts of Li Yuan and the others who had just relaxed suddenly tightened up again.

Qian Yao is already a spiritual cultivator!

They couldn't help but looked at the junior brother worriedly, only to find that Feng Ting was not only showing no fear at this time, but actually smiled.

Looking at Qian Yao, Feng Ting only said in a low voice, "I hope he will be in such a good mood soon."

Qian Yao fell down slowly, and laughed arrogantly: "Hahaha...Feng Ting...I haven't seen you for ten days, you look great!"

"You look good too, but it's hard to tell after a while."

Qian Yao frowned when he heard this, "Feng Ting, I will make you regret it."

Feng Ting raised his eyebrows: "Qian Yao, I've already regretted that I didn't beat you ten days ago."

"Feng Ting... Don't use your tongue, I'll let you know how powerful a spiritual practitioner is."

As he said that, Qian Yao raised his hand, and a layer of spiritual power suddenly appeared in his palm and shook slightly.

When the Beiwutang brothers and sisters saw the spiritual power, they all looked dignified.

Turning invisible aura into tangible spiritual power is the ability of spiritual practitioners that scares martial practitioners the most.

They are all ready, if Qian Yao kills Feng Ting, they will protect the junior brother even to the death.

"call……"

Just when everyone was nervous, Feng Ting had already struck first, and it was still a bland straight punch.

Wind Ting!Do you still think I am Qian Yao from ten days ago!
Although Qian Yao felt the punch was powerful, he didn't think he couldn't stop Feng Ting's punch.

His palm vibrated violently, and he slapped Feng Ting's fist.

"boom."

Fist and palm collided, Qian Yao thought that Feng Ting's punch could be easily deflected, even breaking Feng Ting's arm.

In fact, he did block Feng Ting's punch.

But just when he was overjoyed, another force rushed out from Feng Ting's fist.

Feng Ting only punched once, how could he have a second level of strength!
Qian Yao has just become a spiritual cultivator, and he is not proficient in controlling spiritual power. It is already too late to gather spiritual power to resist.

"boom."

Qian Yao's body was blown away by the second force, and he stepped back eight steps before barely standing still. He hurriedly gritted his teeth to adjust the breath of the vibrating meridians in his body.

Looking at Feng Ting again, he only took three steps back and then lightly stabilized his figure.

Feng Ting won again!
Last time, Feng Ting defeated Qian Yao, a high-level alchemist, with the strength of an intermediate-level alchemist, which may be justified.After all, it is a mid-level alchemist and a high-level alchemist.

But now, one of the two is a high-ranking spiritual cultivator, and the other is still a mid-level cultivator. This is an irreparable gap.

But the result turned out to be the same as last time, Feng Ting punched Qian Yao back, it was as unreal as a dream.

Looking at the expressions of the two of them, one is panicked, the other is free and easy, which is completely inconsistent with their realm!
Although Feng Ting's expression was calm, he was secretly trying to calm down the rushing aura.

The stronger the opponent he is fighting, the more intense the aura in his body will surge, and the more likely it is to rush into the spiritual sea.

(End of this chapter)