The Ultimate Host

Queen Ariel sat down and grabbed a buttery dinner roll. Feng, take care of that. I would ask one of my sons to do it but they're not around." Feng nodded and jumped on the ledge of the balcony and stared at the Industrial Elven sh.i.p.s counting up to five of them. Feng c.o.c.ked his legs down and sprung over 200 feet into the air, landing on top of one of the airsh.i.p.s. He stuck out his fingernails and ripped the top of the airship off and dropped inside. Not a soul was in the airship. He went into the engine room and destroyed the engine and leaped out. An explosion occurred as he ripped the gasoline tank away. He landed in the air and stood up straight. After all, he was the best Zen martial artist. He noticed the other four sh.i.p.s levivtated to the ground. Feng snapped his fingers and slowly dropped to the ground and perfectly landed on his feet without making a sound. The other four sh.i.p.s' hatches opened up and suddenly Immortal Ninjas walked out. A dart suddenly was fired into Feng's neck. Feng's vision suddenly started turning blurry. Feng removed the dart from his neck and turned around, noticing a familiar face.