Control The World Chapter 219

The Heavenly Alliance had won two matches in a row, and both were extremely counterattacks. Their victories were extremely comical.

Many people in the audience were excited, especially those who had won two consecutive rounds with the Heavenly Alliance. They were the ones who had profited the most.

Ye Zhiqiu, who was standing in the VIP booth, was even crazier as he shouted sternly, "How could he lose!? Go find Mu Chan for me! "

The lackey immediately ran off to ask for Toad.

At this moment, everyone with discerning eyes could see that the Heavenly Alliance was falling into disarray. There were only two people in the Heavenly Alliance capable of fighting, and they were freshmen.

With this kind of strength, wanting to achieve results in the month's banquet invitation was no different from a fantasy story.

"Ai, what a pity, Ning Wufeng did not come. Otherwise, we'll have to watch a bit more. " Some shook their heads regretfully.

"That's right, there are only these two children left. How boring."

The fight between the Heavenly Alliance and the Wen Alliance was planned for after the other two groups. The first round of the examination was over, and it was already around midnight.

The Spiritual Alliance, White Alliance, and Fire League were at the bottom. The Heavenly, Emperor, Battle, Wen, Jun, and Qing Alliance stood out from the rest.

Mother Purple Lake stretched her back and went back to recuperate.

Ning Wufeng sat alone in the southeast corner of the room, pouring and drinking by himself. Only after everyone had left did he slowly walk out of the room.

The moment he walked out of the room, he met a middle-aged man.

He leaned against the stairs and turned his face to look at the empty fighting arena. A faintly discernible presence began to emit from him.

Ning Wufeng frowned slightly.

A swearing sound could be heard as the Ye Family's Grand Duke, Ye Zhiqiu, walked over. His expression was extremely ugly. He had lost fifty or sixty million spirit stones in one night, and his heart was filled with anger.

Ning Wufeng looked at him, and he immediately yelled in displeasure, "Kid, what are you looking at?! Do you believe that I won't kill you?!"

He had a fierce look on his face.

Ning Wufeng chuckled. He hadn't fully recovered from his injuries, so he didn't want to lower himself to the same level as these kinds of people. He leaned against the side of the stairs, opening up a path for Ye Zhiqiu and the others.

However, Ye Xiao was burning with anger. He intentionally squeezed over and crashed into him. Then he shouted: "Good boy, you dare to hit me. You're courting death!"

He threw a punch straight at Ning Wufeng's face.

Ning Wufeng's expression changed. He moved to the side and dodged the attack. In his heart, he was even more certain that this man was just a bunch of flowery fists and not good enough for cultivation.

"You still dare to dodge!" Ye Zhiqiu shouted and immediately felt ashamed.

Normally, he, Young Master Ye, was extremely 'powerful'. Even the Princ.i.p.al of the Ye family was no match for him, but today, he was defeated by this young man.

"Such powerful strength!" Ye Zhiqiu shouted sternly, "Even a Violet Lake Stage cultivator would not be able to dodge a punch from me. You actually dodged it!"

Ning Wufeng smiled. He discovered that this young master Ye was quite interesting. His strength was average, and when he fought with the chairman, the chairman would probably let him win. He never expected that he would develop the habit of looking down on everything.

He thought that his kung fu was peerless and looked down on his peers. Those around him were probably trying to curry favor with him. Who dared to attack him, the Lord Ye? One must know that he was backed by one of the Four Great Families, the Ye Family.

"Young master." The guard behind him was well aware of the situation. He immediately rushed forward and stopped Ye Zhiqiu, saying, "You're just a young man. How can you let the young master take action? Leave it to us."

The group of guards were all Violet Lake Stage cultivators, and there were even Spirit Stage cultivators protecting them from the shadows.

Ye Zhiqiu had watched the entire night of battle and was already burning with anger. He shouted loudly, "Hmph! Get out of my way! Today, I am going to do it myself!"

While he was speaking, he shouted loudly and pounced towards Ning Wufeng.

The guards behind him quickly shouted, "Young man, you must be careful, this is our Ye Family's young master. Ever since the young master has mastered his skills, he hasn't had any opponents for you with three moves. You'd better be careful. "

He intentionally pointed out that Ye Zhiqiu was the son of the Ye Family.

At the same time, Ning Wufeng felt an imposing aura enveloping his body, it was extremely dense, it was a Spirit Stage cultivator! Clearly, the person protecting Ye Zhiqiu was warning him.

He raised his brows and a smile appeared on his face. He turned his hand and punched to block Ye Zhiqiu's attack. His injuries had yet to recover, so he naturally couldn't use his full strength.

With a bang, Ye Zhiqiu was pushed back several steps. His expression changed as he shouted, "Such powerful strength!"

His body moved, and a burst of spiritual power burst out, locking onto Ning Wufeng.

Ning Wufeng's pupils constricted. He could feel that Young Master Ye's strength had changed.

"What's going on?"

When he saw the surprised expression on the guards' faces, he clearly hadn't expected Ye Zhiqiu to suddenly become so strong.

"Let me show you Ye Zhiqiu's Absolute Killing Spiritual Art: One Autumn Leaf!" Ye Zhiqiu shouted loudly, all the veins on his body bulged out as he threw a palm attack towards Ning Wufeng.

Ning Wufeng's face sank. He watched as the spiritual energy that was piercing through the air turned into leaves that fell from the sky. One of the leaves was extremely sharp, and it firmly locked onto him.

Violet Lake Stage cultivators!

Who would have thought that Ye Zhiqiu's attack would have the strength comparable to a Violet Lake Stage cultivator.

Nine Revolutions Bright King Technique!

Ning Wufeng painfully circulated his spiritual energy, and the [Nine Revolutions Dark King Technique] rapidly activated.

At this moment, with a creak, the banister of the staircase suddenly broke and wood chips flew out, heading straight for the fallen leaves.

The wood shavings were extremely small, and it was impossible to see them clearly. However, Ning Wufeng could clearly feel that the power of the fallen leaves had been weakened by the wood shavings.

Such strength!

He looked at the middle-aged man leaning against the stairs. Following which, Yu Wei, who was like a fallen leaf, sat on the ground with a bang. He had caused an old injury, and blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"Haha." Ye Zhiqiu laughed arrogantly, pointed at Ning Wufeng and said disdainfully, "You think you can fight with me? You're overestimating yourself."

Looking at Ning Wufeng's sorry state, he took his men and left.

"Undying Li family?" Ning Wufeng's divine sense could hear someone whispering in the air. It was a soul consciousness level exchange, ordinary people couldn't hear it.

After Ye Zhiqiu and the others left, Ning Wufeng looked at the middle-aged man leaning against the staircase and said in a deep voice, "Many thanks for Senior's help."

The man turned around and smiled at him. "It's just a small matter. I guess this little brother is Ning Wufeng. "

Ning Wufeng frowned and looked at him suspiciously, asking, "That's right, do you dare to ask this senior?" He could feel that the person in front of him was not hostile to him.

Undying Li family? He was puzzled in his heart and confirmed that he had never seen this person before.

"I'm Li Yao." I wonder if little brother is interested in sitting down and chatting? " The middle-aged man casually sat on the stairs.

At this moment, Master Tang came over, carrying some fine wine and delicacies, and placed them on the stairs. Then, he smiled at Ning Wufeng and left.

"May I ask what senior has to say?" Ning Wufeng asked. He sat down immediately. It seemed that this person had come specially for him today.

Li Yao personally poured wine for him, then opened a box filled with delicious delicacies. With a smile, he said, "Let's just sit on the floor like this. Why don't we have a chat first?"

Ning Wufeng didn't know what was going on in his stomach, so he immediately sat down patiently.

"Little brother, why did you choose to join the Heavenly Alliance?" Li Yao narrowed his eyes and softly asked. His voice was very magnetic and very pleasing to listen to.

"Heavenly Alliance?" Ning Wufeng pondered for a moment before smiling, "It must be fate."

"Fate?"

Li Yao chuckled as he continued savoring the delicacies. After a long while, he said, "If I can cure your injuries, how confident would you be in bringing the Heavenly Alliance out of this month's invitation ceremony?"

"Treat my injuries?" Ning Wufeng's face wrinkled, and he immediately asked, "Senior, are you joking?"

"There are still two more days until the monthly invitation ceremony. I believe that Senior has also seen it. Junior's injuries will definitely not heal so quickly." Ning Wufeng said lightly.

It was impossible for him to recover so quickly from his injuries. It was easier said than done.

"Two days." Li Yao raised two of his fingers and said, "If I'm confident that I can heal your injuries within two days, then you'll have the chance to partic.i.p.ate in the final battle."

"There's an unwritten rule in the invitation party. Maybe you can drive." Liao Yao chuckled. He sipped his wine, appearing extremely relaxed.

"Two days." Ning Wufeng's face twitched. It was definitely a lie to say he wasn't tempted. Only by entering the top three would he have the chance to partic.i.p.ate in the pilgrimage feast. Otherwise, if his spot was monopolized, he would lose this opportunity.

If they lost the opportunity to go on a pilgrimage, they would no longer have the chance to make a breakthrough to the top of the ranking board. It would be difficult for him to touch upon the core secrets of the Emperor Dao Palace.

If he waited another year, he would still have the chance to attend the pilgrimage, but for him, it was already too late!

Ning Wufeng's expression changed, and he asked in a deep voice, "May I ask if you need my help?"

He turned to look at Li Yao. However, he couldn't find any trace of information in Li Yao's eyes.

Some were calm and collected.

"You haven't answered my question." Li Yao looked at Nie Yan with a smile.

"90% chance!"

Ning Wufeng confidently said. Perhaps the first three alliances weren't very likely to fight the Imperial City, but the Battle Alliance and the Wen Alliance were still worth fighting.

As long as he could place in the top three, he would have a chance. The pilgrimage feast can be prepared again!

"90%?" A glint appeared in Li Yao's eyes as he clapped his hands and laughed heartily. "Good! I was right about you!"

"As for what I want you to do, wait until you lead the Heavenly Alliance to the top three. If you don't, then you will have to pay for it with your life." Li Yao's voice rang in Ning Wufeng's ears.

"Even if the Emperor Dao Palace wanted to protect you, they wouldn't be able to!"

He had already walked far away, but his voice still echoed within the Moon Pavilion.

A small red bottle was placed on the steps in front of him. The workmans.h.i.+p was extremely exquisite, and the wooden cork had been placed on it.

"The elixir!"

The red bottle was engraved with three small characters.

"Do you think it can be trusted?" Ning Wufeng spoke as if he was speaking to the air.

He wasn't clear about the origins of the Undying Li Clan.

Even he didn't know why Li Yao insisted on letting him lead the Heavenly Alliance into the top three.

"Perhaps." Xiao Ziyi slowly walked out from the cubicle behind him.

"Why?"

"Because he belongs to the Li family."