Control The World Chapter 241

Using Ling Tian's words, he wanted to find a stronger target.

This was Ning Wufeng!

"So it turns out that you were already done." Ning Wufeng joked.

Ling Tian maintained a stoic expression as a rare warmth floated on his icy face.

"Alright." Ruan Yue smiled. Ling Tian's addition of Ling Tian had undoubtedly added another layer of strength to the Heavenly Alliance.

After a long while, she opened her mouth and said, "Wan s.h.i.+, you're planning to break through to the Violet Lake Stage."

Ning Wufeng's expression changed slightly as he looked at the simple-minded Brother Wans.h.i.+. Ever since he joined the alliance, although he didn't say much, he didn't give him any help.

With the foundation of the seven spirit cavities, Wan s.h.i.+'s strength would definitely improve greatly after he broke through to the Violet Lake Stage. However, he hadn't reached the Eight Spiritual Aperture yet, so he couldn't help but feel a bit of regret.

"At present, the number of new disciples in the alliance is increasing more and more. There is always someone who has to teach them." Brother Zhao Jun was too busy. The academy doesn't have too many Elders on their side. " Ruan Yue explained.

The current situation was indeed very sensitive, and a few elders of the academy were also watching from the sidelines.

Wan s.h.i.+ nodded foolishly and said in a low voice, "I've already decided that breaking through to the Violet Lake Stage in the Seven Spirit Apertures is not going to be bad."

Ning Wufeng took a deep breath and nodded.

It was obvious that Wan s.h.i.+ had considered this decision for a long time.

Over the next five days, Ning Wufeng would occasionally give pointers to new disciples. Sometimes, he would go to the Mystic Realm and train for a bit.

The Heavenly Alliance was in high spirits.

The morning of the sixth day was the day of the Deer Chasing Pact.

Ning Wufeng, Ling Tian and Ruan Yue headed towards the Northern Wasteland. Wan s.h.i.+ and Liu Wenchuan were left at the center of the lake, so Lin Yuqing rarely saw them these days.

The Northern Desolate Forest formed an invisible barrier in the north of the first region of the capital, Zhao.

The people who came to the Northern Wasteland Forest were all distinguished officials, and n.o.bles of the royal family sighed.

White Dragon Horse, Scarlet Dragon, Flaming Tiger, Nine Cloud Soaring Sky Sparrow … A horde of vicious beast mounts with dense blood energy pa.s.sed by them.

Those who came and went were all proud and arrogant people.

Ning Wufeng and the other two were riding Cyan Horned Horses, and they didn't seem to fit in well with the rest of the group.

At the foot of the Green Mountain, a huge flag was fluttering. A giant bear totem was roaring at the sky. It was the symbol of the State of Zhao and was said to be the War Pet of the first Emperor — the Four Desolate Treading Bear.

The tent camp was filled with fluttering flags. The long horn hummed.

A banquet was set up on the high platform, and beautiful ladies were as common as the clouds and flowing water as they shuttled through it.

At the heart of the tent was a battle stage with spirit stones clear and tall. It was over eight thousand years old, and it emanated an ancient aura, like a desolate beast that had spread across the ground.

Around them, there were nearly five thousand imperial guards. Clearly, this banquet was extremely heavy in the eyes of the imperial family. So he put in a lot of effort.

However, it could also reflect the current status of the Third Prince from a side.

Ning Wufeng waited in front of the gate while riding his green horned horse. When they saw the others riding vicious beasts and entering the camp, they followed behind and entered as well.

"Halt!"

The nearby guards immediately stepped forward to stop them. This Blue Horn Horse was too dazzling in the crowd.

"Deerchaser region, no one is allowed to enter!" The guards stopped them without a trace of politeness.

Ning Wufeng rubbed his nose and was about to speak.

Someone at the side walked over and said with a smile, "Isn't this Miss Ruan Yue? Why was it stopped by the guards? "

Ning Wufeng turned his head to look, the person who spoke was indeed Fang Yingcai.

In the middle of winter, he walked over, waving his folding fan and giggling.

Ruan Yue raised her brows and asked lightly, "What does it have to do with you?"

She had already seen through people who were different on the surface than him. The moment she opened her mouth, she would no longer have any good expression on her face.

Fang Yingcai's expression darkened slightly as he cursed in his heart: b.i.t.c.h, this is the Deer Chasing Battalion. You dare insult me? I'll make sure you watch carefully!

He purposely laughed out loud, causing many people around him to gather around when they heard the commotion.

Of course, many people who partic.i.p.ated in the Deer Chasing Agreement would come along with their elder brothers and elder sisters to broaden their horizons. As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the camp, he heard people playing around and naturally gathered around to watch the show.

Fang Yingcai was secretly happy in his heart. The Heavenly Alliance inviting the moon feast would let him have all his face. Today, he was going to properly humiliate the few Heavenly Alliance members in front of this group of Zhao heroes.

"Ahh, why is Junior Ruan Yue so bad with her words? Didn't I look out for you all out of good intentions?" Fang Yingcai laughed.

"The Deerchaser Battalion is not like the Invitation Moon Restaurant. Not just anyone can enter." He intentionally glanced at Ning Wufeng.

Everyone present with even the slightest bit of intelligence knew that he was targeting Ning Wufeng.

"This is just like someone who suddenly became rich overnight and became a tyc.o.o.n. It does not mean that his ident.i.ty became n.o.ble overnight. Some people just can't get rid of their aura of soil. "

The Blood Leopard beside him bared its fangs at the Green Horn Horse that was charging towards Ning Wufeng and the rest, growling and exhaling a dragon's breath.

The Blood Leopard was a late-stage Heaven Stage dire beast, its blood and vitality was astonis.h.i.+ng. The Blue Horn Horse was only an earth-step early stage dire beast, how could it compare to it?

The Blood Leopard's vital energy and blood were gus.h.i.+ng out. The three Blue Horned Horses were restless, as if they wanted to tear Ning Wufeng and the rest off their horses' back.

Ning Wufeng jumped down from his horse and lightly patted the horse's back. He said, "Senior brother Fang, what great insights you have, do you want to follow the Blood Leopard and fight it out with it in the crowd, and let everyone see your n.o.ble bloodline?"

The surrounding people burst into laughter upon hearing this.

Fang Yingcai's face flushed in embarra.s.sment; Ning Wufeng had actually compared him to a dire beast.

His face was gloomy as he said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid there's no need for that. I, senior brother, still need to enter the camp and partic.i.p.ate in the third prince's Deerchaser agreement. I don't have the time."

"However, junior can't enter the camp. Senior can lend you this underground blood leopard and let you fight outside in order to pa.s.s the time."

Fang Yingcai smiled faintly.

He purposely ridiculed Ning Wufeng's group for not being able to enter the Deerchaser Battalion. The simple reason was that they were not from the Third Prince's bloodline.

Ning Wufeng raised an eyebrow and laughed, "I guess with Senior's strength, even if you enter the army camp, you will still be a spectator. Why don't you choose to be the main character outside the camp and fight with the Blood Leopard?"

Ning Wufeng secretly ridiculed him for being incompetent and losing to the members of the Heavenly Alliance in the month's banquet.

Fang Yingcai's face turned purple; this was his greatest humiliation.

"Hmph, sharp teeth." He coldly snorted, "Yu Wei, this group of people don't have tokens, quickly chase them away!"

His voice was shrill and he had an exasperated expression.

The tens of guards immediately followed Hua Qiubo and the others in order to come up. The key was that Fang Ying's ident.i.ty was also Fang Jue's cousin.

Fang Jue was the leader of the Wen Group, the son of the Minister of the Left. Now that the Minister of the Left was so powerful, Fang Xing's status naturally rose dramatically.

The guards recognised Fang Yingcai and immediately went to expel him.

"Sigh, the good show is over." A person in the crowd sighed and said. He shook his head, then turned and walked away.

The people around him also left in twos and threes.

Since he had already broken off all decorum, Fang Ying no longer cared about his image and ident.i.ty. He smiled coldly, "Brat, you dare to fight with me. Sooner or later, I'll toy with you to your death!"

Ning Wufeng indifferently swept Fang Yingcai with his gaze, looking at his arrogant appearance, he indifferently said, "On what grounds are you driving us out?"

He casually took out a scalding gold invitation card to chase the deer, and lightly waved it in front of the Yu Wei.

The group of guards' expressions immediately changed, and they hurriedly retreated. The leader of the guards respectfully kneeled in front of Ning Wufeng.

"Greetings, young master. Your subordinate was blind and offended you." Chief Yu Wei hurriedly kowtowed and apologized. How could they afford to offend someone who could receive Zhulu's invitation card?

In other words, the people who received the invitation were all distinguished guests of the Third Prince.

A trace of anger and embarra.s.sment appeared on Fang Yingcai's face as he shouted, "Impossible, what right do you have to obtain an invitation card?!"

"It must be fake." As he spoke, he charged forward and grabbed the invitation card in Ning Wufeng's hand.

Ning Wufeng dodged his claw and said with a smile, "Why should I show it to you? What right do you have to look at my invitation card?"

At this time, everyone who had left turned around and returned.

Fang Yingcai's face was filled with shame and anger as he bellowed, "Smelly brat, watch me teach you a lesson!"

He had been unwilling to lose to the Heavenly Alliance in the invitation month banquet.

Right now, it was a perfect opportunity for them to reverse the situation in front of everyone.

The spiritual power in his body surged as the spiritual power in his hand surged. His claws reached out for Ning Wufeng's invitation card, and he threw a punch towards Ning Wufeng's chest.

Ning Wufeng used one hand to block Fang Yingcai's punch, but deliberately allowed him to grab the invitation card.

With a sizzling sound, the invitation card was torn apart.

"Ya, you actually dared to tear apart the third prince's invitation card." Ning Wufeng said in a surprised tone and quickly let go.

Fang Yingcai held the torn invitation card in his hand, his head fluttering in the wind.

"It must be fake!"

Fang Yingcai bellowed and looked down at the invitation card. He saw that the person he had invited was' Ning Wufeng 'and the person he had invited was' Zhao Wuji '. His name was also stamped with a private seal.

I can't fake it!

How could this be!

Fang Yingcai's face went from red to white; how could the Third Prince invite that stinking kid, Ning Wufeng, to partic.i.p.ate?! What virtue or ability did he have!

In the Wen Group, only Fang Jue had received the Deer Chasing invitation!

"Bullsh * t, it was you!" Fang Yingcai cried out mournfully.

Those who had received the invitation from the third prince were all his honored guests, but today, he had destroyed the invitation outside the Deer Chasing Battalion. This was equivalent to slapping the third prince's face!

He immediately understood that Ning Wufeng was the one who purposely provoked him. Otherwise, with Ning Wufeng's skills, how could he have gotten the invitation from Zhulu?

"How hateful!" Fang Yingcai shouted loudly.

Ning Wufeng looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, his lips trembling, "Don't leave a good person hanging around and not doing anything, you have to be a dog that bites everywhere!"

At this time, the crowd suddenly turned silent.

"What's going on?" A familiar voice rang in Ning Wufeng's ears. The last time he heard this voice was more than ten months ago.

Third Prince Zhao Wuji arrived!