Under one person: I am alone, and I dominate the world

Chapter 30 The past of Taichu Zhenren
What was originally an eye-catching battle between seeded players ended in a very dramatic way.

At this time, everyone in the spectator seats was discussing, but they couldn't calm down for a long time.

On the other hand, Zhang Taichu, after reminiscing with Liu Kunsheng, lazily closed his eyes and cultivated his spiritual thoughts.

time flies.

The next few competitions were ordinary and did not attract much attention or discussion.

Until no time, another noisy voice gradually sounded.

"Damn it, this Zhang Chulan, is it possible that today's battle has allowed him to fish in troubled waters again?"

"Shan Shitong, the Green Talisman God, is a popular figure in this Luotian Festival. He even said that he will compete all the way to the end. How could he give up for no reason?"

"His grandma's, it must be Zhang Chulan, that bastard, who has pulled some tricks behind the scenes!"

"I strongly urge the referee team to uphold justice!"

"Zhang Chulan, you bastard! Thief!"

"Don't shake Bilian!"

Suddenly, the spectator seats were once again filled with people, and they were all angrily shouting at Zhang Chulan.

The reason is also very simple. Because the opponent advanced in yesterday's preliminary round by virtue of his sixth-grade behavior and was despised by everyone. In today's second match, it was because the opponent failed to come to the arena and had to mess around again. Field competition.

Ever since, everyone in the auditorium condemned this "Unshakable Bilian" who was not promoted based on strength.

In the spectator seats, Zhang Lingyu looked at Zhang Chulan, who was standing alone in the field, waiting for the referee to declare victory, with mixed emotions in her eyes.

A few days ago, he actually did not like to see the grandson of Uncle Huaiyi.

The other party has mastered the thunder method, and it is the "Five Yang Thunder" that he once regarded as the orthodox thunder method. However, as a direct disciple of the Heavenly Master, he can only practice the Yin Thunder Water Zang.

Every time he thought of this, he couldn't face himself squarely, and he even transferred this negative emotion to Zhang Chulan.

But later, after being awakened by his master and enlightened several times, his obsession with this has dissipated a lot.

No longer angry at the other party, but began to face oneself.

At this moment, a rambling voice sounded beside Zhang Lingyu.

"Disciple, you have to remember that next time you face this Chu Lan, don't hold anything back and deal with him severely for your master."

Zhang Lingyu's mind was shaken, and she turned around and found that it was indeed her master who was speaking.

Zhang Taichu had already opened his eyes at this time, and was looking at Zhang Chulan off the court, and hummed: "The grandson of the big-eared thief really looks more and more like his grandfather, so that labor and management can't help but want to smoke it personally." he."

Hearing this, Zhang Lingyu looked strange, but still respectfully said: "Lingyu understands, she will definitely not hold back."

"Yeah." Zhang Taichu nodded.

At the same time, in the martial arts arena.

Zhang Chulan, who was dressed in overalls, looked at Shan Shitong, who was not present as expected, and put his hands in his pockets, waiting for the referee to announce the result, recalling the scene of last night in his mind.

Just last night, Sister Baoer copied a shovel from somewhere and tied Shan Shitong to the back mountain, and was about to bury him on the spot.

Fortunately, he arrived in time and took the opportunity to deal with Shan Shitong in private one-on-one, convincing the other party to give up the game.

There is also this scene that happened at this moment.

After withdrawing his thoughts, Zhang Chulan's face was calm. He didn't care about the scoldings from the people around him. Everything was going according to his expectations.

But in his mind, he couldn't help but recall the words that Master Taichu, the master who refused to recognize him, had spoken to him in the evening yesterday.

That word and sentence, vivid in his ears, made him sleepless all night, tossing and turning, feeling complicated.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan couldn't help raising her head after all, looking for someone in the auditorium.

When he saw Zhang Taichu's appearance clearly and the slightly cold eyes that the other party looked at him, he trembled at the corner of his mouth and immediately looked away, not daring to look directly.

The originally tall and straight figure bent down a little unconsciously, looking a little lonely.

"Zhang Chulan vs Shan Shitong, Shan Shitong is absent, Zhang Chulan wins!"

The Taoist priest in charge of presiding over the competition announced the results and looked at Zhang Chulan with a slightly unkind look.

But Zhang Chulan had already lowered his head, turned around, and left the place silently amidst the scoldings.

Time flows.

Finally it was Zhang Lingyu's turn to compete. His opponent was the Hidden Dragon of the Lu family. He was a short and fat otaku who was not good at frontal combat, so the ending was naturally not suspenseful.

But Zhang Lingyu finally plucked up the courage and used her Yin Wulei for the first time in the competition.

That gloomy and bone-corroding thunder, which was about to rise up like mercury pouring down the ground, easily defeated the opponent, causing the entire stadium to scream in shock.

When Zhang Taichu saw this scene, the corners of his mouth curled up, showing a gratified smile.

He could feel that the Yin Wu Lei used by Zhang Lingyu this time was obviously much more powerful than the previous demonstration, showing some real power.

It seems that his disciple finally let go of some of the heavy psychological pressure.

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Sunset Moonrise.

Another day passed.

At the end of the day of the Luotian Dajiao, some people were happy and some felt lonely.

Longhu Back Mountain is an open area in the dense forest.

There were piles of bonfires lit here, and many strangers gathered in twos and threes.

They are all contestants participating in the Luotian Dajiao this time. On the night of the full moon, they held a bonfire party here, watched the moon, drank wine, and communicated with each other. The atmosphere was very harmonious.

Around a bonfire near a corner, a group of young men and women gathered here, discussing something enthusiastically.

There was a group of young people from the Lu family, Lu Linglong, who knew everything, and Zhang Lingyu was also present.

"Master Lingyu, just tell me. What other past experiences does your master have? I'm going to die of curiosity."

Lu Linglong said pitifully, holding the corners of Zhang Lingyu's clothes with both hands and refusing to let go no matter what.

Beside her, the younger generation of the Lu family also sat in a circle, their ears stretched out, and their eyes full of gossip.

Zhang Lingyu looked weird, shook her head and said softly: "Actually, I don't know much about Master. I have also told you all what he said today and what happened with the great demon Liu Kunsheng."

Hearing what Zhang Lingyu said, Lu Linglong still refused to give up, and sighed: "I asked my great-grandfather, but he refused to say more, and you also refused to say more. I don't care, you are all hiding it from me."

"Please, Reverend Lingyu, you are the apprentice of Reverend Taichu, so just tell me."

Lu Lingling said, looking at Zhang Lingyu's big eyes and blinking, very pitifully.

(End of this chapter)