The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

Yan Jiucheng also knew that it would be too difficult to capture the Star Moon Sect Lord. He smiled and said, "Don't be disappointed President Xiao Feng.

"Yes, I believe you." Feng Ting nodded.

"I have said all that needs to be said. I should also leave now." Yan Jiucheng said.

"Mansion Lord, I'll send you off."

Thus, Feng Ting sent Yan Jiucheng out.

Before Yan Jiucheng got on the carriage, he turned around and said to Feng Ting: "President Xiao Feng, there will still be people who will challenge you. You must prepare in advance."

"Thank you for the Lord Prefect's reminder." Feng Ting thanked him.

Yan Jiucheng got on the carriage and it quickly sped away.

Feng Ting turned his head and saw that Ding Chundong, Chu Zhongqiu and Li Yue were all looking at him. The three of them were all good people, they all liked to ask around to find out what was going on.

"Nothing, just come over to take a look and remind me." Feng Ting said as he looked at the three of them.

"Big Brother Feng, this Mansion Lord is very powerful. If a very powerful opponent really comes, I can get him to help." Li Yue said naively.

Feng Ting said calmly: "If the Guards' Mansion is even interested in the competition, then the one who should be arrested is me."

After Li Yue heard this, she stuck out his tongue and felt that it made sense. Feng Ting had killed President Zhong in Showcase Square and was indeed the person who should be arrested the most.

Chu Zhongqiu hurriedly said: "But they always have to take responsibility for maintaining the peace, if someone is causing trouble, they will take charge of it."

"That's true." Feng Ting expressed his agreement.

"Knock knock."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Ding Chundong immediately went over to open the door, and saw the Star Observation East Garden guards standing at the entrance.

"Someone told me to give the letter to the dean." The guard respectfully delivered a letter to Ding Chundong.

Ding Chundong's heart trembled, he took the letter and passed it to Feng Ting.

Feng Ting opened the letter and read: British Martial School Principal, Wen Zaixing asks President Xiao Feng to enlighten him.

Another written challenge, he said to the guard at the door: "Go tell him, tomorrow at noon, at Changtian Academy's south gate square."

"Yes, dean." The guard replied and went to speak.

At this time, Xin Han and the rest also came out, they had heard someone challenge them, and thus they came out.

"Big Brother Feng, who is the challenger?" Li Yue moved closer to read the written challenge.

"British Martial School Principal, Wen Zaixing." Feng Ting replied.

Xin Han said softly, "Although the British Martial School is not considered big, its reputation is very big. Just because this Dean Wen is a genius, that means he has only just reached a hundred years old and is already Fen Cheng's high grade. "

Li Yue laughed, "Senior Sister Xin, you couldn't have searched all the academies in Tiandu, right?"

Hearing this, Xin Han smiled indifferently, "There are so many people in Sky Capital Academy, how do I find out? I happen to have seen this British Martial School's information before. "

However, no one believed it. They all felt that Xin Han must have raided through a lot of information in the past few days.

At noon on the second day, Feng Ting appeared on the stage at the southern gate of Changtian Academy. Opposite him was a black-haired middle-aged man. This man was British Martial School's Principal, Wen Zaixing. For some reason, Feng Ting felt that the scholar's aura on Principal Wen's body was a little familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

Wen Zaixing looked at Feng Ting and said, "President Xiao Feng, I have come to find you, not to become famous. I just want to do something for President Zhong and test your abilities. "

"Alright." Feng Ting saw that Wen Zaixing was being honest, as if he did not want to make him famous.

"However, President Xiao Feng, let's talk first. "We are only talking about battles. We are not allowed to use formations, nor are we allowed to use other methods other than fighting."

"Dean Wen is very frank. I promise you, I won't even use profound weapon." Feng Ting laughed.

"President Xiao Feng, you are martial cultivator. If you are not allowed to use profound weapon s, then I am going too far. The profound weapon only needs to be used, I can withstand it. " Wen Zaixing said.

"No need, no need. Come on." Feng Ting felt that today's competition was definitely more fun than yesterday's. At the moment, he was flying through the high grade, so his true combat power was not any less than Fen Cheng's. He actually wanted to have a good fight with this Dean Wen.

"President Xiao Feng will go first." Wen Zaixing said.

"Alright."

After Feng Ting finished speaking, his body trembled. The huge power was like a huge wave, rushing straight at Wen Zaixing.

Such great power!

Wen Zaixing had never thought that a martial cultivator could be this powerful. The Spiritual Strength poured his arms around himself, wanting to forcefully seal Feng Ting's fist.

"Bam."

Before the fist had reached him, the spirit energy on the tip of the fist had already arrived, and crazily smashed onto Wen Zaixing's arms. Wen Zaixing found it hard to stand firm as he retreated. However, he did not lose his footing. He had to retreat more than ten meters, barely managing to stabilize his body.

Feng Ting shook his fist and laughed: "Principal Wen, how do you feel?"

"Wonderful." Wen Zaixing straightened his body and also shook his arm.

"Dean Wen, it's your turn." Feng Ting said a few words, and the surging spirit energy in his body calmed down.

"Alright." Wen Zaixing was no longer polite. He leaned his body forward and punched out with both of his fists. Two Spiritual Strength fist shadow s appeared, and they were getting bigger and bigger.

Mountain Shattering Fist!

Feng Ting immediately recognized that this was a very ordinary Psionic Skills technique, but when Wen Zaixing used it, it was no longer ordinary. He did not dare to be careless, stabilising his body, he waved his hands, releasing a Spirit Qi scimitar to fly out, striking towards the two fist shadow s in front and behind.

"Swish."

The fist shadow was too big, so naturally the long blade would hit. He immediately cut open the first fist shadow, and then followed by slashing into the second fist shadow.

The second fist shadow was split open, and the spiritual energy long knife immediately scattered.

In the first exchange, Feng Ting had the upper hand. In the second exchange, Feng Ting still had the upper hand.

Wen Zaixing's eyes revealed a look of admiration. He could not understand how a martial cultivator could be so powerful.

"Dean Wen, not bad."

With that, Feng Ting flew out, with a flick of his fingertip, a strand of spirit energy shot towards Wen Zaixing like a Arrows. The first move he used was One Word Collapsing Fist, the second move he used was decathlon force's fifth phase ferocious blade. These two moves were very tiresome. Although he could still continue to work hard, he felt that there was no need. Thus, he began to use trickery.

With his current ability to fly high grade, even if he used it skillfully, it would not be weak at all. This spirit beast's power was not inferior to the edge of Fen Cheng's high grade.

At the same time, Wen Zaixing moved back and used both palms to form a barrier to block this Arrows.

After that, the two of them began to compete.

Although the two of them seemed to be evenly matched, many of the strong Spirit Cultivator s could tell. The reason why Feng Ting had not defeated Wen Zaixing in such a long time was because the two of them had fought too openly.

Sure enough, after a quarter of an hour of fighting, Wen Zaixing was still knocked off the stage.

But Wen Zaixing was not embarrassed, he stood below the stage and bowed to Feng Ting.

Feng Ting also nodded slightly, he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking over from the crowd. It was a young man in his twenties. He wore a long white robe, and his quiet demeanor revealed a bit of laziness and a calm that made him stand aloof from worldly affairs.

At this moment, he understood why he felt that Wen Zaixing's anger towards the book was a little familiar when he saw Wen Zaixing's back.

When the young man saw Feng Ting, he smiled and bowed slightly.

Feng Ting flew in front of the young man and laughed: "Wen Jingxian, how have you been?"

"President Xiao Feng, how have you been?" The young man laughed.

"You two know each other?" Wen Zaixing was very surprised.

Feng Ting looked at Wen Jingxian and laughed: "Wen Jingxian, you went to Qi Cang Sect to become his disciple, my family should know about this, right?"

Wen Jingxian laughed: "I'm used to this kind of person, I don't even know where I'll go when I leave. This is the first time I have returned home since I had settled down in Qi Cang Sect, so Father didn't know that I was a disciple of Qi Cang Sect. "

"So you ran away from home when you were very young?"

"Eleven." Wen Jingxian laughed.

"What a disobedient child." Feng Ting could feel that with Wen Jingxian's personality, he must be a disobedient child. However, an eleven-year-old child running away from home and going from Xichuan River Region to East of the Sea Area made him feel that it was unimaginable.

At the side, Wen Zaixing finally understood that his son had actually gone to the East of the Sea Area after leaving for more than ten years. He had also heard that the President Xiao Feng was from the East of the Sea Area, that was why he coincidentally knew his son.

"Since you've seen it, then sit down and have a cup of tea." Feng Ting said.

"Father, I want to drink a cup of tea with Feng Ting, is that alright?" Wen Jingxian laughed.

"Of course." Wen Zaixing immediately agreed.

"Then come back with me." Feng Ting said.

"Alright."

Wen Jingxian bade farewell to his father Wen Zaixing and got into his own carriage. He followed behind Feng Ting's carriage and quickly left for Star Observation East Garden.

After returning to the Star Observation East Garden, Wen Jingxian greeted everyone else. Everyone also remembered this Qi Cang Sect's second genius. In just a few short years, things had changed. The second genius who could contend against Feng Ting back then was simply too far away from the current Feng Ting.

However, Feng Ting did not care about the difference in strength between the two of them, he felt that Wen Jingxian's lazy personality was very interesting. Wen Jingxian was the same as well. Even though he also called Feng Ting President Xiao Feng, he was not afraid in the slightest.

The two drank tea and chatted, naturally to the Qi Cang Sect.

Wen Jingxian told Feng Ting that ever since he had casually ascended to the position of sect master, the Qi Cang Sect had become a place of harmony.

Feng Ting knew that this was inevitable. With his simple-minded and righteous nature, he naturally wouldn't allow contradictions to arise within the Qi Cang Sect.

That night, Wen Jingxian did not leave and stayed in the guest room.

The next day, Feng Ting received another written challenge. Wen Jingxian then went with everyone to the south gate of the Changtian Academy to support Feng Ting.

Today, his opponent was also Fen Cheng's high grade, but his fighting strength was not as good as Wen Zaixing's. Feng Ting didn't like it, so he used a heavy hand to beat the dean up so hard that he vomited blood and fell off the stage.

A hundred thousand people in the square were not very satisfied with the scene, but they knew one thing for sure. Even if President Xiao Feng didn't use those invisible means, Fen Cheng's high grade still wouldn't be able to defeat him.