Control The World

Ning Wufeng muttered to himself as he picked up the small red bottle. He slowly stood up and walked out of Moon Inviting Lodge.    

Xiao Ziyi quietly watched his leaving figure from behind. The Undying Li Family had already come out, there wasn't much time left for them.    

She sighed lightly, and used all her effort to have Ning Wufeng join the Imperial Dao Academy, and enter it, wasn't it for that matter?    

Ning Wufeng returned to island in the lake, did not disturb Wan Shi and the others, and quietly returned to his own courtyard.    

Undying Elixir?    

Ning Wufeng muttered to himself and opened the bottle. One could see that the pills inside were sparkling and translucent like a cake.    

He used his spiritual energy to dissolve the Immortal Elixir, pouring it into his mouth. The rich fragrance instantly filled his mouth. As the spirit medicine entered his body, the surrounding dense spiritual energy enveloped his body. His pores opened wide as his entire body felt warm.    

A numbing feeling came from the wound, and the damaged spirit vein began to heal as well.    

"What a miraculous elixir." Ning Wufeng thought.    

The Immortal Li Family, the immortal medicine?    

Just where did they come from? What reason did he have to look for me? He was confused.    

Unknowingly, a day had passed and Ning Wufeng had completely refined the spirit medicine. But what Li Yao said was right, his injuries would not heal for more than two days.    

The effects of the elixirs were still nourishing his wounds, preventing them from leaving any hidden dangers.    

Footsteps came from outside.    

"Has the Senior Brother Ning returned?" It was Liu Wenchuan's voice.    

He did not enter the door. Instead, he let out a few cries, sighed, and then turned to leave.    

Tonight, the Sky Alliance would have the support of two newcomers.    

Ning Wufeng thought in his heart: Don't worry, after tomorrow, I will let everyone know the impressiveness of Sky Alliance!    

He then disguised himself and went to Moon Inviting Lodge together.    

It was already the third night of the month's invitation ceremony, and the second round of the competition.    

The White, Spiritual, and Fire Leagues took the lead.    

The leader of the Spirit Alliance, Ling Chan's Ice Spirit Toad was taken away by the Purple Bamboo Medicine Mother. The third chief Ling Quan was also severely injured by Ruan Yue, so the Spirit Alliance's fighting strength was greatly reduced. The only one left was the second chief.    

The Fire League's people were experts in controlling fire spirit arts. One of their hands was filled with spirit fire spirit arts, and one of them had an innate fire spirit vein. They had ten times the control over Fire Spirit Strength, and their strength was even stronger than the Fire Alliance's Alliance Master.    

A head of scarlet red hair, his face was filled with an unruly color. During tonight's opening ceremony, he had gained the limelight, making everyone remember his name ? Fire Treader Zhu Yan.    

Seventh to ninth place had come out, Fire League's seventh, White Alliance's eighth, and Spirit Alliance's ninth.    

Next, the second round of the group began.    

The Sky Alliance against the Literary Union, the Green Alliance against the Imperial Alliance, and the Jun Alliance against the Battle Alliance.    

Amidst everyone's discussion, Literary Union floated up to his front, and with a graceful bearing, he was the Fang Yingcai that Ning Wufeng was familiar with.    

He cupped his hands towards the Sky Alliance, extremely polite. However, in the VIP booth in the southeast corner, Ning Wufeng knew that he was filled with playthings that were completely different from what he seemed to be.    

Only Liu Wenchuan and Lin Yuqing were left in the direction of the Sky Alliance. And there was also the hidden Ning Wufeng.    

"Sigh, how boring. There are only two children left in Sky Alliance, they must be at the bottom this time. " Someone said in a bad mood.    

"So what if you're a little kid? Up until now, I haven't lost a single game." Someone said with a smile.    

Indeed, although the Sky Alliance looked like she was dancing on a steel wire, she did not lose once for two consecutive nights.    

Liu Wenchuan and Lin Yuqing looked at each other, took a deep breath and jumped up onto the stage.    

Fang Yingcai revealed a smile as he opened the folding fan, and said: "Junior Brother Liu, long time no see."    

He had been chasing after Ruan Yue the entire time, and he seemed to be very skilled in it, so Liu Wenchuan had a pretty good impression of him.    

"Greetings, Shixiong Fang." Liu Wenchuan bowed and said.    

"Each has their own master. Blades and swords have no eyes. You'd better be careful." Fang Yingcai laughed, and said in his heart: Sky Alliance's two consecutive victories were about to end with him, I can't say how happy I am.    

Liu Wenchuan nodded his head, wielding the flaming blade, he said: "Please advise."    

Fang Yingcai casually stood and placed one of his hands behind his back, and said: "Since you are my junior, then I will let you have one hand."    

He was also a person who valued his own strength, so it was unwise for him to bully the weak.    

"Thank you, Senior Brother."    

Liu Wenchuan moved his body, the flaming blade roared and came close to him.    

Fang Yingcai's eyes were fixed on the flame blade, flames burning within. It was made from the wondrous stone of the Blazing Mountain thousands of miles away. The stone had been absorbing fire spirit energy all year round, and it contained an extremely rich flame essence. As the spirit energy was channeled into the stone, the flame essence in the blade began to spew out, transforming into raging flames.    

"As expected of the grandson of the Right Premier." A greedy look surfaced in the depths of Fang Yingcai's eyes.    

He slapped out with a folding fan with one hand and spirit energy surged out from his six orifices. The fan quickly wrote the word "Wind" in front of him as spirit energy interweaved and a gust of wind surged out from the "Spirit Character".    

"Brush the brush into the wind."    

This move was the spirit technique of the Spirit Spell "Heavenly Book" from the Literary Union. It was extremely powerful. Amidst the strong wind, the flames on the flaming blade suddenly turned back, burning Liu Wenchuan's clothes.    

Liu Wenchuan's face changed, he anxiously retracted his Spirit Qi, and the flames on the blade immediately went out.    

"Haha." Junior brother Liu, you must be careful. " Fang Yingcai accidentally revealed a proud smile.    

He took a glance at the wager made by Sky Alliance and Literary Union on the Fulfillment Realm. Sky Alliance: 6 million, Literary Union: 36 million.    

The corner of his mouth slightly raised as he said, "If Junior Brother Liu can't hold on, then just admit defeat ahead of time." In any case, fighting with senior brother is not a shameful matter. "    

"Thank you for your good intentions, Senior Brother." Liu Wenchuan rejected him immediately.    

Fang Ying initially did not want to offend Liu Wenchuan. On one hand, he was Ruan Yue's junior brother, and on the other hand, he was the Right Premier's grandson. But he didn't expect this kid to be so stubborn.    

"Then don't blame me for being impolite."    

His body moved, and a spirit light surged out from the folding fan as he wrote the word "Chop" in front of him. When the words were formed, they turned into a sharp blade light and slashed at Liu Wenchuan.    

The blade qi was oppressing, Liu Wenchuan's heart sank, and the flaming blade light whizzed out.    

"Heaven's Punishment Blade Art!"    

The Earth Grade,, slashed out with a flaming blade and a faint sound of thunder could be heard. The faces of everyone below the stage changed.    

What a big arm. It seemed that he had put quite a bit of effort into dealing with this grandson of his.    

"Now this is interesting?" Someone whispered. Liu Wenchuan was already a cultivator with four spiritual cavities, and with the addition of his flaming blade, he was able to fight him with one hand.    

"Haha, I need to add another bet." Immediately, someone increased the price by a few million to Liu Wenchuan's side. Other people also added their bets one after another.    

All of a sudden, the Sky Alliance's wager rose to fifteen million.    

There were also people who asked worriedly, "Fang Yingcai will not go back on his words, right? If we don't give Liu Wenchuan a hand, he has no hope of winning. "    

"I don't think the people from Literary Union know how to do it." A hesitant voice sounded from the side.    

On the stage, Fang Yingcai probably wanted to slap his own face. How could he propose to fight with one hand? He wanted to win dignity, but he didn't expect that he would end up setting a trap for himself.    

He had also sparred with Liu Wenchuan before, but Liu Wenchuan had never used the Heaven's Punishment Blade either.    

Bladelight crisscrossed the stage as flames surged. Fang Yingcai's pressure was greatly increased. The folding fan constantly wrote large words in the air.    

"Shield!"    

"Defend!"    

"Kill!"    

The word shield turned into a large shield of light, blocking in front of him. The flaming sabre flashed and slashed at the shield, but the flame was wanton. The Heaven's Punishment Saber Art had shattered the shield. The blade aura rushed towards Fang Yingcai.    

Fang Yingcai overflowed with spirit energy, controlled his Qi and leapt into the air. The word "cut" turned into a giant blade of spiritual energy that shot out.    

Liu Wenchuan clenched his teeth, and poured his spirit energy into his blade. The flames burned brighter as his body shot out explosively, and he threw his blade forward with a loud bang.    

"Heaven's Punishment Blade Art!"    

The blade's light was as fast as lightning. The flames were like a flame cutting across the sky, and danced like many fire dragons. With a boom, they interweaved with Fang Yingcai's gigantic blade.    

The blade qi surged, Liu Wenchuan's chest was like a giant boulder smashing into it. But he still gritted his teeth and did not retreat, he rushed forward, the blade qi forced out, striking towards Fang Yingcai.    

Fang Yingcai was in mid air, struggling to move left and right. Seeing the saber light flying towards him, his face was gloomy.    

Shield!    

Shield!    

Shield!    

A series of three shield lights appeared in front of him, but Liu Wenchuan's flaming blade light was unstoppable, the Heaven's Punishment Blade technique stirred up flames that were like thunder, and it smashed apart the first shield, second shield, and third shield. It went straight for Fang Yingcai.    

"Your junior apprentice-brother is going to win." In the southeast wing, Xiao Ziyi said indifferently with a smile. With such a flirtatious appearance, if someone were to see it, they would definitely drool over it.    

Ning Wufeng rolled his eyes at her, he quietly looked at the stage and said: "Lil Violet, we are all so familiar with each other now, so you don't need to use Charm on me anymore, right?"    

Xiao Ziyi rolled her eyes at him. Her beautiful eyes were filled with passion, causing people's hearts to palpitate with excitement as she scolded with a smile: "Only a dead person like you cannot understand the flowery language, and does not understand the amorous style."    

On the stage, Fang Yingcai was momentarily in a passive state, as the pressure on him increased greatly. In terms of the Fulfillment Realm, the stakes on the Sky Alliance's side continued to rise.    

"It's hard to win." Ning Wufeng said as he gently exhaled.    

"That's your junior brother. Why do you think that you won't win?" Xiao Ziyi asked doubtfully, "This doesn't seem like the kind of confident personality you have."    

Ning Wufeng unhappily shrugged his shoulders.    

"Self-confidence is not blind, Fang Yingcai is not that kind of person. Under the eyes of everyone, winning this match is more important than his reputation."    

"He's someone from the Literary Union."    

"So what if you are from the Literary Union? Are you a saint in front of fame?"    

If Fang Yingcai lost this match, the consequences would definitely be even worse than him going back on his word. Going back on his word was his personal matter, while losing and winning were matters of face for the Literary Union.    

Sure enough, before Ning Wufeng could finish speaking.    

On the stage, Fang Yingcai's face was gloomy, and he shouted: "Junior brother Liu, it seems that senior brother has underestimated you. "I won't let you continue down this path."    

As he spoke, the brush in one of his free hands transformed into a large "Slash" character in the air, and the folding fan in his right hand drew the "Kill" character.    

Both of his hands moved together, the might of the Heavenly Tome Monoliths increased, Liu Wenchuan's pressure increased greatly, all of the people below the stage started to curse.