Chapter 125: Encircled

Chapter 125: Encircled
the other side-
The audience and students had all left, leaving only the main seat on the podium and the seats on both sides with people still there.

After all, it’s just the opening ceremony, and the first game will start tomorrow.

On the high platform, a pitch-black space door appeared, and Gu Rong walked out of it. He gave the file he got from Yuexuan to Feng Xuan, and then returned to Ning Fengzhi and became an invisible man with Chen Xin.

Guang Ling, who was sitting on the armrest and swinging his legs, stood up, looked at the charred words on the file curiously, and then laughed.

"Haha, is that old dragon crazy? Leaving such a handle behind."

Feng Xuan threw it to Qian Renxue and said, "It's human nature. After all, he doesn't know the information, and he is very conceited. He will definitely not think in a direction that is not to his liking."

"Why don't we play a game and bet on how the other party will behave when we come out to discuss things with Sect Master Ning."

"Where's the bet?" Ning Fengzhi looked at the other party with interest, but the other party shrugged.

"It's just a game, there's no stakes."

This made him a little disappointed, but he still said directly: "Then I bet he will curse without hesitation and then start fighting!"

"In that case, I guess he will give in."

Ning Fengzhi smiled and waved his hands, "That old dragon is very arrogant. Your Highness the Saint, you still know too little about him."

Feng Xuan smiled without saying anything. It was just a guessing game and there was nothing to argue about. Then he looked at him meaningfully and then turned his gaze to Chen Xin with the broken arm behind him.

The two of them immediately understood what the other meant. Wasn't it because Uncle Jian was too arrogant and challenged Guang Ling directly that the situation turned out to be like this? So they had to smile apologetically.

Seeing that they both set an example, others also made their own possible guesses.

afternoon-
Ning Fengzhi and his two uncles booked a private room at the restaurant they had agreed on during the message and waited for the other party to arrive.

The rest of the people hid their soul power in the room opposite.

Not long after, the real owner arrived.

Seeing him come in, Ning Fengzhi suppressed his smile, placed a soul guide on the table and pressed it. A wave of energy spread out, and the whole room was enveloped by a strange soul power.

"What are you doing?" Yu Yuanzhen couldn't help but frowned when he saw this.

"It's just a soundproof soul guide." He looked serious, but he was laughing in his heart.

"Heh, you, do you really need to be so cautious?"

"After all, what we are talking about are things that cannot be made public."

"makes sense."

Then the two began to chat.

Listening to the sound coming from the speaker-like thing in front of them, everyone smiled and said nothing.

It is said to be soundproof, but in fact, that thing is a soul guide similar to a microphone, which can block and transmit the sound in a fixed area.

By cutting out the sound, naturally the outside world cannot hear it.

The connected soul guide is in the room opposite where Feng Xuan is, which makes it convenient to monitor the conversation and find the right time to enter.

Although he already knew the other party's purpose, Ning Fengzhi still pretended not to understand and taunted: "You and I, with just a few people combined, want to overwhelm the Spirit Hall? Are you sure you haven't become stupid from practicing?"

Yu Yuanzhen stretched out his hand to indicate that it was all right, "Don't worry, I have already contacted the Haotian Sect. As long as they follow along, plus your apprentice Emperor Tiandou and the Xingluo Royal Family who support them, the Spirit Hall can only obediently offer these with both hands!"

"How can such a powerful thing as the Soul Law be controlled by such an ambitious force alone?"

Ning Fengzhi nodded in agreement, and then said: "You are very confident, so let me ask you a question."

"explain."

"Do you know what happened in the Haotian Sect during this period of time?"

"Haotian Sect?" He narrowed his eyes, very confused. What could happen to them? This was a sect that had the ability to overwhelm the Spirit Hall.

"What happened to them?" "I got the news that five elders of the Haotian Sect are Titled Douluo!"

"There is such a good thing? Then we..." Just as he was about to continue speaking, he was suddenly stunned. If there were really so many Titled Douluo, then how much would he and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect get?

Ning Fengzhi waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't worry too much, I have good news."

Seeing that the other party had a mysterious expression and gestured for him to come closer, Yu Yuanzhen lowered his head and listened.

"They are all dead."

"What did you say?" Yu Yuanzhen's pupils constricted.

Then a sound came from the soul guide in front of him, which made him feel cold all over.

"Yes, I did it." The man said in a gentle voice, as if it were true.

He raised his head suddenly, and saw Jian Gu and the other man staring at him with mockery on their faces, while Ning Fengzhi even burst into laughter.

His face flushed red, thinking he was being played a trick. Just as he was about to slam the table and stand up, the door was pushed open.

"Get out!" Yu Yuanzhen roared.

"But I don't know how to do it. How about you show me how to do it?"

Hearing the sound, he suddenly felt it was somewhat familiar, and suddenly remembered that this was the sound that came from the soul guide just now.

Looking closely, I saw a handsome young man.

"You dare to bluff me, you deserve to die!" He directly possessed his martial spirit, a black soul ring lit up, and endless thunder and lightning power condensed.

But just as he was about to step forward, the opponent's aura that had been concealed suddenly became clear, and soul power several times greater than his own rushed towards him.

And the other slightly weaker force was also far superior to himself.

Boundless chill instantly filled my whole body, and with every breath I took, I seemed to have seen my long-passed grandmother.

In the blink of an eye, the door was closed again.

Only then did he realize that Feng Xuan and Xue Qinghe were among them.

Surrounded by six Titled Douluo, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Ning Fengzhi betrayed himself? But aren't our three sects on the same side? I have already contacted the Haotian Sect, why did you do this?

No, that guy just said that all the title holders of Haotian Sect were dead, and it was him who did it.
So, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the Heaven Dou Empire are actually controlled by the Spirit Hall?
No wonder this guy was smiling at me there. It turned out that it was not because of the fight between Feng Xuan and I, but because he was a member of the Spirit Hall, and I had contacted him.

I couldn't help but feel like backing off, thinking that he was going to attack me. No, for the sake of my family, I couldn't die yet.

If the level was lower or similar, he might be able to fight, but the current situation was that he was surrounded, and three of the six were stronger than him, so he had to fight with his head.

He tried his best to remain calm, raised his head and asked, "Why are you all doing this?"

"Heh." Feng Xuan chuckled and threw the file he had written in front of the other party.

Seeing what he had just written this morning appear here, his eyes darkened. Damn it, even the girl in Yuexuan is theirs?

Even though so many people in the sect were slaughtered, she was still willing to join the other side.

Yu Yuanzhen recalled the sad music that the other party played when he left in the morning. Was it mourning for the people of Haotian Sect? No, could it be mourning for himself?
"Don't attack the sect if I die, okay?"

He lowered his proud head. He had no choice. If there was no evidence, it would be difficult for them to take action. But the other party had already put this out there. What else could he do?

 I don't plan to write about the Soul Master Competition in detail. I plan to briefly mention it later. I don't like long-winded water battles.

  As for whether Yu Yuanzhen will die or not, I haven't really decided yet. If you have any ideas, please share them.

  
 
(End of this chapter)