Control The World Chapter 142

He was only a branch young master of the Situ Family. Normally, he would use the name of the Situ Family to show off his might in front of these people, but today, he even ran into a tough opponent.

"You tore apart two of my spirit stone tickets and you want to leave so easily?" Ning Wufeng lightly said, but when Situ Yue heard his voice, it was like the rumbling of thunder in her ears.

His face paled as he hastily replied, "I will compensate you."

Saying so, he quickly took out two spirit stones and passed them to Ning Wufeng, but Ning Wufeng didn't take them.

His face twitched as he took out two more.

Ning Wufeng still did not pick up.

Situ Yue took out five of them in a row and passed them to Ning Wufeng. With a pained look on his face, he realized that this was the result of half a year's worth of savings.

"That's all I have on me." he said carefully.

Ning Wufeng took the spirit stone ticket and passed it to Lu Qingyan, gesturing for her to accept it. Lu Qingyan was stunned as she looked at Ning Wufeng.

"Brother Ning told you to accept it, so accept it." Lu Zifei hastily ran forward and caught the spirit stone ticket with Lu Qingyan's hand.

He looked at Ning Wufeng with a fawning look on his face. He didn't expect that the kid he picked up by the roadside would be so strong. Even the young master of the Situ Family was intimidated by him!

"Brother Ning, your strength is unparalleled. Previously, I was blind enough to not recognize you, but look at my lowly mouth." Just treat me like a fart and let it go. " Lu Zifei looked at Ning Wufeng with a fawning expression, forcing out a smile.

Ning Wufeng didn't even look at him. This kind of fence-sitter was bullying the weak. If not for Lu Qingyan's connections, he would have been kicked a hundred meters away.

Lu Zi flew around Ning Wufeng trying to curry favor with him, even motioning for Lu Qingyan and Ning Wufeng to get closer. Anger was burning in Situ Yue's eyes.

"It's so lively here." A faint voice rang out, instantly causing Situ Yue to be overjoyed. He scrambled over.

"Brother Ye, you're finally here!" he cried in a tearful voice as he moved closer to the approaching figure.

"Master Ye is here." Someone said in a low voice. His voice was filled with an unspeakable reverence.

"I didn't expect him to come."

"This kid is going to suffer."

For a moment, almost everyone looked at Ning Wufeng with sympathy.

Situ Ye, a direct descendant of the Situ Family. Normally, they would be the support of Situ Yue. The disciples of the Emperor Dao Palace were extremely powerful.

Lu Zifei's expression changed slightly as he noticed that something was wrong. He pulled Lu Qingyan a few steps away from Ning Wufeng without leaving a trace.

"This kid is going to have bad luck today." Some people gloated, and when they heard that, Lu Zifei's eyebrows jumped up.

"Sir Ye is a disciple of the Emperor Dao Palace. They all have the title of Little Four Dragon in the Emperor Dao Palace. "

Some looked at Situ Ye with reverence, while others looked at Ning Wufeng with sympathy.

"Ning …" Lu Qingyan was prepared to let Ning Wufeng leave first, but Lu Zifei covered her mouth, "You silly girl, you're courting death. Is this the time for you to speak?"

Lu Zifei hastily pulled Lu Qingyan into the crowd.

The young master of the Situ Family had actually come!

The crowd instantly fell silent.

Situ Ye indifferently swept a glance at Ning Wufeng. It was rare for him to come out of the Emperor Dao Palace today. He didn't expect that someone would dare to bully his little brother.

If not for the guards running over with swollen faces, he would not have believed it.

There was actually someone in the Imperial Capital who dared to bully a member of the Situ Family, and a foreign kid at that!

"Brother Ye, it's this kid who doesn't put our Situ Family in his eyes. You see, he beat me up and even stole fifty thousand spirit stones from me. " Situ Yue said hastily, her voice tinged with tears as she pointed at Ning Wufeng.

Very strong strength!

Ning Wufeng's brows slightly creased. He was truly worthy of being the son of the direct descendant of the Situ Family. The strength of Situ Ye in front of him was much stronger than Si Lun Ran and Situ Yue. If his strength hadn't broken through, then he wouldn't have been his match at all.

"Where did this brat come from, daring to bully my, Situ Ye's men?" Situ Ye coldly said. He normally cultivated in the Emperor Dao Palace and Situ Yue was the one who supported him in the great expenses of his cultivation.

He then looked around the building and lightly asked, "My man Situ Ye was beaten up at your building. Did you guys not express anything? Do you not want to work anymore!? "

Immediately, a fat man squeezed out of the crowd. He was sweating and looked anxious as he said, "Please spare me, Master Ye! Please spare me!" Even if I, Tang Jiu, were truly capable, I would not dare sit by and watch your people suffer. "

Sweat trickled down his forehead as Tang Jiu apologized profusely. Although they normally flaunted in front of others, they could only nod and bow in front of a young master from a genuine aristocratic family.

"That's up to you." Situ Ye indifferently swept his eyes over Ning Wufeng. A mere nameless kid wasn't worth it for him to make a move on.

"Hurry up and catch that kid!" Tang Jiu immediately shouted. The guards of the building had all gathered around with various weapons in their hands.

Ning Wufeng's brows twitched, and he lightly looked around before saying, "Even you people want to go against me!"

As soon as his voice fell, his imposing aura immediately turned into a chilling aura that swept out in all directions. After experiencing countless life and death battles, Ning Wufeng's accumulated vigor was already astonishing.

The Fu Mansion guards turned pale with fright as they continuously retreated. Even the hooting Fatty Tang Jiu was so frightened that he sat on the ground.

"I did not expect that I had underestimated you!" Situ Ye coldly said as he raised his eyebrows. His sinister gaze fell on Ning Wufeng.

Suddenly, Situ Ye moved.

His figure was like an afterimage as he dashed out. Spiritual energy gushed out from his intertwined hands as they streaked across the sky in a profound trajectory. The palm shadow floated up, and the Spiritshadow Divine Statue emerged.

"Psychic Fist."

Situ Ye shouted, and threw a punch at Ning Wufeng. The palm and the fist exuded a scorching aura.

A wave of indomitable spirit howled out. The fist shadows were extremely fast, and everyone could only see a gray blur.

Domineering true intent!

Ning Wufeng could feel the tyrannical power contained within Situ Ye's fist strike. His face twitched, and he executed his movement technique, retreating a few steps back.

"Let me show you what true meaning of tyranny is." His pupils slightly constricted as he slowly pushed his finger out.

Heaven Shaking Finger!

A finger shot out, causing Situ Ye's expression to immediately change. His body staggered backward. When he looked at Ning Wufeng again, his face was filled with shock.

Ning Wufeng's robes fluttered in the wind, while Situ Ye retreated five to six steps back. This was the first time they had fought against a superior opponent.

"Such strength, no wonder he dares to be so arrogant!" Situ Ye growled with a gloomy face.

Everyone began to mutter to themselves. They didn't think that this unknown brat would be so strong that even Situ Ye would be at a disadvantage.

Situ Ye's eyes darkened. He let out a roar that sounded like a beast, "Kid, I'll let you see!"

As he spoke, his robes fluttered, and his aura continued to rise. With a kacha sound, the stone tiles underneath his feet were shattered by his aura. The onlookers hurriedly fled more than ten meters away.

"Big brother, what should we do? Let's quickly help Brother Ning." Lu Qingyan eagerly asked Lu Zifei as he pulled Lu Qingyan along while they jogged.

At this time, the only person who was in a dilemma was Lu Zifei. He hadn't thought that Ning Wufeng would be so strong that even the young master of the Situ Family would not be his match.

On one side was the powerful Ning Wufeng, and on the other was the direct son of the Situ Family. At this moment, Lu Zifei didn't even know who he was trying to curry favor with.

"Stop arguing, don't you see that the kid doesn't need our help?" Lu Zifei couldn't help but glare at his younger sister. Right now, he could only wait and see.

Situ Ye's aura also reached its peak. He glared at Ning Wufeng and coldly said, "Kid, you've successfully angered me!"

The muscles and bones throughout his body crackled like fried beans. A cold light flashed in his hand, like a star in the darkness. He moved, a blur.

"Low rank Earth Spiritual Art, Azure Sun Sword Art!"

Situ Ye gritted his teeth, a cold light shot out from his hand and pierced towards Ning Wufeng. The sword light surged out, transforming into a string of light and graceful lights that poured over.

"What a fast sword technique." Situ Ye's sword was more tyrannical than Ling Tian's, and his strength was even more astonishing.

"Let's see if your sword is faster or my spear!"

Ning Wufeng's pupils shrank, he grabbed at the air, and the World Exterminating Spear appeared in his hand. In the next moment, the Pure Yang Spear Art surged out. Spear light was like surging flames as the spear potential rumbled like a surging tide.

His feet moved in the air, and his figure became faintly discernible. The spear light and sword rain stirred together. Ning Wufeng released his Divine Sense, the spiritual energy in his Nine Spiritual Pulse gushed out, and his two spiritual cavities were filled with dense spiritual light.

A curtain of light interweaved in front of everyone's eyes. Situ Yue's face revealed a proud expression. "My Brother Ye's strength is well-known even in the Emperor Dao Palace. How could a mere kid defeat my Brother Ye?"

As soon as his voice fell, Situ Ye was sent flying backwards. The battle between the two suddenly came to an end.

Blood dripped from Situ Ye's hands. He stared at Ning Wufeng with a sinister gaze, and said word by word, "Kid, if you have the ability to leave behind your name and background, then my Situ Family will remember today's matter."

"The Emperor Dao Palace, Ning Wufeng."

Ning Wufeng indifferently swept a glance at him, calming the surging spiritual energy in his body.

"The Emperor Dao Palace." Situ Ye's face revealed a playful smile. His eyes turned cold, "Humph, just you wait."

"What big words you have there." Suddenly, a light voice came from the crowd. A cyan figure walked in with two people following behind him.

A brawny man with a robust build. A young girl with a fiery figure.

"Senior Martial Brother Zhao." Ning Wufeng's face lit up as he spoke. He didn't expect to meet Zhao Jun in the capital as soon as he arrived.

"This is our future junior apprentice-brother." The beautiful woman with the proud figure spoke coquettishly. She walked over to Ning Wufeng and gently caressed his face.

Very strong strength!

Ning Wufeng blushed.

"Who told my junior brother to wait just now?" Zhao Jun asked casually.

Chapter end