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Wang Pengyu looked slightly surprised when he saw Feng Xiongren come on the stage. Half of his body had already left his seat, but then he sat back down.

"It's strange that when we first saw him, he was physically strong and had a strong destiny. He was not a person who died young. How come he has undergone such a big change in just one year after not seeing him? Could it be that he was subjected to the magic of an African wizard?" Wang Pengyu murmured to himself.

One is fate, two is luck, three is feng shui, four is accumulation of yin virtue and five is reading. The most important and difficult thing to change is fate. Only real heavenly masters like Wang Pengyu can use heaven-defying magic to change people's fate. He saw Feng Xiong

It's a little strange that a person's personality has undergone such a big change.

The reason why it is difficult to change one's destiny is not that it is difficult to change one's fate from a bad fate such as an untimely death to an auspicious one. It is also extremely difficult to change one's originally auspicious fate into one with a misfortune such as death.

As for death caused by martial arts competitions, etc., it does not change the opponent's fate, but changes the opponent's luck. This is much simpler than changing the fate. Ordinary warlocks may use spells to reduce other people's luck, or

Use Feng Shui arrays and other means to influence the Feng Shui of other people's houses.

Because of this, even if a Xuanmen warlock does not use spells to disturb his own destiny, it is difficult for others to judge the good or bad luck of the warlock. After all, the warlock cannot look at himself. Once he feels that his luck is not good, there are many ways to change his current luck.

transport.

Once the external force is too strong and can affect the fate and Qi, it is difficult for even a warlock to calculate, even Wang Pengyu.

After all, the warlock only peeks into the secret of heaven, but cannot control it. Wang Pengyu judged that an ordinary person can live for ninety-nine years. But if the external force that this ordinary person suddenly encounters is too powerful, or because other real heavenly masters cast spells that affect his life

Well, sudden death is not impossible.

To put it bluntly, an ordinary glass cup fell from a high altitude. Wang Pengyu could predict in advance that the cup would break. But if a truck carrying cotton suddenly passed by and caught the glass, so that the glass did not break, he could not say

Wang Pengyu's judgment was wrong, but the external force affected his judgment too much.

It is precisely because the secrets of heaven are so elusive and difficult to predict that so many physiognomy, feng shui, etc. have been derived. Faces, palms, and bones are all different, so Wang Pengyu can only speculate on future changes as much as possible.

Being able to use means to influence Feng Xiongren's fate is definitely not something ordinary people can do. Or maybe Feng Xiongren encounters something amazing, causing his fate to change and become riddled with evil spirits. In the eyes of Wang Pengyu, a physiognomist, he is naturally

Very curious.

This is due to his profession, and it is not because he and Feng Xiongren are in the same boat that he has to help Feng Xiongren.

If a hacker accidentally sees other people using hacking methods to invade other people's computers or defend against other people's attacks in an Internet cafe or somewhere, he will definitely stay and observe if the other person's skills are better than his own. This is exactly the identity of a hacker.

Subconsciously made him do this.

Feng Xiongren didn't know that Wang Pengyu was looking at him in the crowd, staring at the black man with a similar build to him in the opposite corner of the iron cage ring with a sullen face. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, looking very sinister and terrifying.

The black man opposite is 1.95 meters tall. He is strong and muscular, and his muscles are shiny. He is a rare big man even among black men. Feng Xiongren's figure can be compared with that of the other man, and even among Orientals, he is a millionaire.

It’s rare to see one in China, and I don’t know if it’s because I grew up drinking bear milk.

It is not unusual for an Oriental to be more than 1.9 meters tall, but it is rare to see such a big man. Wang Pengyu estimated that he weighed at least 2,700 kilograms.

Because of this, the referee on the stage screamed for a long time, and the drinkers and gamblers outside were also hesitant about which bet to make. It was not until the game was approaching that they went to the bar to place bets and collect their tickets.

Wang Pengyu took a brief look and found that these people were betting on U.S. dollars. It seemed that the locals did not trust their own currency very much. Once the government fell, the currency in their hands would become junk paper, but the U.S. dollar was still trustworthy. Regime change is the most important thing in Africa.

It is a very common thing. More than a hundred countries in one continent can prove this.

What surprised Wang Pengyu was that someone used RMB to invest, and the bartender accepted it. It seems that as China continues to develop, the influence of currency has radiated to African countries.

There were a lot of people betting, but not much. The total amount was about ten thousand dollars, which was far behind the millions and millions of bets that Xijiang Villa often made.

When the time was up, Feng Xiong stood up with a low whooping sound. The black evil aura emanating from his body became even stronger, and he strode to the center of the ring.

The black man opposite raised his hands and roared wantonly at the surrounding audience for a while, then beat his chest and walked towards Feng Xiongren with a vicious smile.

"He is taller and stronger than before. He looks a bit like the Thai man Lan Yaxin. He uses the head-lowering technique to stimulate qi and blood to increase his strength." Wang Pengyu nodded slightly.

The two people in the ring soon started fighting.

What no one expected was that the extremely fierce and roaring black man punched Feng Xiongren hard on the cheek. Feng Xiongren did not dodge, but allowed the opponent's fist to fall, and his head tilted slightly to eat him hard.

One punch, and then he roared and suddenly launched his right hook, hitting the opponent's chin like lightning. The terrifying force actually sent the black man flying off the ground, flying more than two meters away with a bang, and fell to the ground without a trace.

Any sound.

Wang Pengyu had just met Feng Xiongren and heard him boast that he had grown up eating bear milk and had amazing strength. He accidentally killed the construction boss before running away. Now he was surprised to see the power of Feng Xiongren's punch.

, Good guy, the power of this barbarian's punch can even be compared with that of An Jin martial artist, he is like a giant human bear!

After being amazed, Wang Pengyu couldn't help but feel a little pity. Feng Xiong was born to learn Xingyi Xiong Xingquan. If he could meet a famous Xingyi martial arts master when he was young and practice Xiong Xingquan, he would definitely be able to bring Xiong Xingquan to its extreme.

Relying on his strong blood, An Jin's peak strength may not be comparable to that of ordinary martial arts masters!

The winner of the battle was decided instantly, and the onlookers were silent, and then they cursed or cheered loudly. These were the people who placed bets, but no one shouted about fake punches or anything like that.

Even an idiot can see the power of Feng Xiongren's punch. The hook can knock a giant man weighing more than 200 kilograms into the air. Needless to say, how terrifying power it contains. That black man will definitely have his chin

Crushed or even concussed, even if he survives, he is still a useless person.

Feng Xiongren knocked down his opponent with one punch, his face remained gloomy and unchanged, and he turned around and walked back without saying a word.

Wang Pengyu and Feng Xiongren faced each other face to face. When Feng Xiongren turned around, he discovered that behind Feng Xiongren’s exposed upper body, just at the cervical vertebra and shoulder blades, the evil spirit was the strongest. When he opened his eyes, he saw an evil spirit.

The huge scorpion formed lay on Feng Xiongren's back. The six scorpion legs penetrated deeply into Feng Xiongren's back, and a pair of giant claws tightly clamped his cervical vertebrae.

"Wait a minute!" Wang Pengyu saw Feng Xiongren walking backstage under the leadership of a black man. He narrowed his eyes and let out a thunderous roar without warning, "Feng Xiongren, what's going on?"

Suddenly, everyone in the bar looked towards Wang Pengyu. When Feng Xiongren turned his head, a burst of light suddenly burst out in his dead eyes, and then his whole face became distorted, as if he was suffering from extremely terrifying pain, and there was black air on his neck.

The waves surged, and the neck muscles tightened. He gritted his teeth and spit out two words: "Save! Me!"

The face of the black man next to him changed. He reached out and took out a colorful puppet from his pocket. Just as he was about to squeeze it hard, he heard shouts of surprise from all around him. He felt a sharp pain in his wrist, as if it was bound by an iron hoop. He turned around to look.

, he was shocked to find that the oriental young man who was more than ten meters away had somehow reached his side, and pinched his wrist holding the puppet with one hand.

Wang Pengyu crushed the black man's hand bones with a click, and the puppet slipped from the black man's hand. Wang Pengyu flipped his wrist and picked up the puppet. He didn't care about the black man's life and death, and casually pushed him aside. He looked at the colorful puppets and couldn't help but secretly secretly thought in his heart.

I thought: "Weird? It looks the same as my golden talisman, but it can control living people. This magic is really weird!"

The puppet fell into Wang Pengyu's hands. Feng Xiongren seemed to feel a little better. He gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Brother, help me!"

Wang Pengyu nodded slightly, his face became solemn, and a faint golden light suddenly erupted from his palm. The magic power in his palm condensed a "swastika" character, and he grabbed Feng Xiongren's back like lightning, and unexpectedly pulled the huge thing lying on Feng Xiongren's back and neck.

The evil scorpion was captured!

Feng Xiongren suddenly let out a shrill scream, and cold sweat broke out all over his body. Then his face relaxed, as if he was relieved, his chest kept rising and falling, and he gasped like a bellows box.

The scorpion fell into Wang Pengyu's hand, and was burnt by Wang Pengyu's swastika curse until it sizzled and emitted green smoke, but it was still struggling desperately. The scorpion tail kept stabbing the back of Wang Pengyu's hand. Unfortunately, Wang Pengyu's body was as hard as black steel.

Iron and scorpions naturally cannot pierce the back of Wang Pengyu's hand!

Seeing how tenacious Scorpion was, Wang Pengyu had a look of surprise on his face, but he quickly snorted: "Break it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling golden light suddenly erupted from his hand, and he squeezed it hard!

The lights of the bar were shining brightly, and the searchlights on the ring shone like daylight. However, the golden light erupting from Wang Pengyu's palms still made the eyes of the black people present hurt. However, they naturally could not see the scorpion condensed with evil energy, which had been captured by Wang Pengyu.

Forcibly pinched into blue smoke!

There is no doubt that the wizard who used this evil method to change Feng Xiongren's life and even control Feng Xiongren's body is definitely Huajing Daoxing, the witch god with the most powerful Daoxing among African wizards!

Wang Pengyu and Dinakas spent some time together in Wangjia Village, Jun County, and learned from her that there are very few witch gods in Africa. The number of witch gods in name only exceeds ten in the whole of Africa. Witch gods are usually sacrifices of ancient African tribes.

Masters and elders rarely leave their own territory if there is no need, and especially rarely enter the territory of other wizard gods for no reason.

This is the territory of the Witch God Dinakas!...)

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