On How to Use the Golden Light Curse to Explode the Heavens

At this time, the sound of the flash off next to it appeared, and the two turned their heads to see that Cui Yi had a mobile phone in each hand, a video recorder, and a photoshoot.

"What are you looking at, this is rare black material for Master!"

Cui Yi also noticed the gazes of the two, and said angrily.

Now Feng Xingtong feels that people who are qualified as celestial masters in Longhushan don't have any good virtues.

And Zhang Chulan was very embarrassed at the moment. I didn't expect the master and brother to be like this, but luckily the uncle was more upright.

"Let's go!"

Feng Xingtong pulled Zhang Chulan and left.

Cui Yi, on the other hand, posted the video and photos to a group that did not have Tian Jinzhong.

Cui Yi [Master may be punched twice by Mr. Lu this time! (?ω?) hiahiahia]

Rong Shan [I didn't expect it to be because of Junior Brother Lingyu! (.ò? ó.)】

Zhang Lingyu【＞_＜】

Zhang Lingyu【Cui Yi, don't spoil the image of Master ヽ（｀⌒?メ）ノ】

……

In the group, I had a friendly exchange with my uncle and my brothers. Seeing that it was getting late, Cui Yi turned off his phone and went back to sleep.

The next day, Cui Yi woke up early and walked towards the competition venue. The final four was decided in two venues, and Cui Yi was in the second match.

"Master Tian! Mr. Lu! Mr. Tian! Good morning!"

Feng Zhenghao, who came to the competition venue early, greeted Lao Tianshi and others.

"President Feng!"

The old heavenly master also greeted with a smile.

"Old Master, what's wrong with your face?!"

Seeing that the old Tianshi's right eye was bruised, and his left and right cheeks were also swollen, Feng Zhenghao asked curiously.

"Oh... I'm studying self-created kung fu, and last night something went wrong in Xing Qi, the hand Yangming's large intestine meridian was blocked, and my face was swollen! Just laugh at me!"

The old Tianshi was not embarrassed, he was very indifferent, and said with a smile.

"That won't make the eye circles turn blue!"

Feng Zhenghao asked again.

"After all, the old man is falsely older than you. There are naturally some mysteries in this hundred years of cultivation!"

The old master continued to speak flatly.

"It's because I'm superficial. It's hard for you to come to watch the battle because of your health."

Feng Zhenghao understood that the old Tianshi just didn't want to say it, and he didn't dare to refute the old Tianshi's face, so he said with a smile.

"Pfft!"

A laugh came from the side, it turned out that Cui Yi really couldn't help it, because his master could seriously say that it was because of his cultivation because of the beating, so he laughed.

The old master turned his head and looked at Cui Yi with golden eyes.

Cui Yi immediately made a zipper movement around his mouth, and then moved a distance away from the old master.

"No way, who made the first match today be my disciple and grandson!"

Seeing Cui Yi leave, the old master smiled and answered Feng Zhenghao's question.

"Wudang King also, enter the arena as soon as you hear it!"

"The king also heard and entered quickly!"

Taoist Fude shouted loudly from the referee's seat, but Wang just didn't show up.

The audience on the stage started to stir up an uproar and began to curse angrily.

"Well! Wudang King is also absent from the competition, the winner..."

"Wait, look!"

Just as Daoist Fude wanted to announce Zhang Chulan's victory, he was stopped by the junior next to him, pointing to the entrance and saying.

A few people came together, and found that Wang Ye ran towards the competition field in a panic.

Followed by Feng Baobao who was holding a shovel and covered in mud.

Chapter 101 Zhang Lingyu Fights Cui Yi Again

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"end!"

Looking at the playing field in front of him, Wang also ran over panting.

"Blinding incense? Solution!"

At the moment when he arrived at the competition venue, Wang also quickly removed Feng Baobao's blinding incense.

Feng Baobao, who jumped into the air and was about to stun Wang Ye with a shovel, suddenly saw it, and felt something was wrong.

So this shovel directly hit Wang Ye's feet, and the huge force directly broke the shovel into two sections.But this also scared Wang Ye to the ground.

"Come again! Big sister! Besides burying me, do you have other things on your mind!! Look around!"

Wang Ye, who had been hunted down all night, couldn't take it anymore, and shouted out of embarrassment.

Feng Baobao, who was covered in mud, looked left and right, and finally found that this is the competition venue.

This action silenced everyone present, while Zhang Chulan was a little desperate. After expressing, he would stop at the game in front of him.

Feng Baobao planned to leave before talking, but after running a few steps, he turned his head again, and Wang was so scared that he immediately set up his posture and prepared to fight.

Feng Baobao ignored Wang Ye, and didn't forget to wave his own crime tool, picked up the half of the shovel that flew down, and ran towards the outside of the field again.

This time the king was also completely relieved.

"At first I thought he was also Zhuge Qing's brainless fan, but then I remembered that she was wearing the same overalls as you, so he is your thug!"

Wang Ye said calmly, but it was this calm tone that made Zhang Chulan feel even more frightened, and the cold sweat couldn't stop dripping down.

"Okay! Zhang Chulan! Bandit Sun, you're good at playing!"

Wang Ye's face became ferocious, his Beijing accent came out, and he gritted his teeth and said to Zhang Chulan.

"Wang Ye, what happened just now? If you want, I can ease this competition! If there is something hidden in it, Tianshifu will uphold justice for you!"

Taoist Fude was also very annoyed at Zhang Chulan's behavior of not wanting Bilian.

"It's okay, let's compare it like this!"

Wang Ye said with a smile.

Zhang Chulan was silent.

"Senior Brother Fude! Long time no see! Get me something to eat! I'm starving to death, steamed buns! It's best to be steamed buns! I haven't eaten steamed buns in the past few days."

After recognizing Fude, Wang Ye waved and shouted happily.

"You've been beaten stupid! What occasion is this? If you don't plan to pursue what happened just now, then hurry up and compare! Let's talk after the competition is over!"

Taoist Fude yelled at Wang Ye angrily.

"It's a competition! The Luo Tian Dajiao competition doesn't stipulate that you have to fight. What you said, we are all Taoist priests, not fighters. I can compare who can eat with this stuff, okay!"

Wang also pointed to Zhang Chulan, and said to Taoist Fude with some grievances.

Hearing Wang Ye's words, Taoist Fude didn't speak, but he knew that he was very angry now from the veins that popped all over his head.

"Come on! Old Heavenly Master! Oh, I'm going to tell our Grand Master that Wudang disciples don't care about food in Longhu Mountain!"

Wang also sighed deliberately, as if suing his parents.

"Fude! Don't talk to this little mushroom-head Moji! Is there any steamed buns! Fill him up! Otherwise, he can really go back and sue the old man! These little things can do it!"

After being threatened, the old heavenly master said to Taoist Fude a little angrily.

Soon Wang Ye and Zhang Chulan each placed a large plate of steamed buns and a small plate of pickles in front of them.

At this time, Feng Xingtong came to Cui Yi's side with injuries all over his body.

"Daoist Cui Yi, it's your game over there!"

Feng Xingtong said with a smile, Feng Zhenghao in the distance also saw his son and came over.

"You didn't listen to me, you didn't admit defeat when you met the king!"

Looking at Feng Xingtong's minor injuries, Cui Yi said seriously.

"There is nothing I can do about it. I have to confirm some things myself before I am reconciled!"

The smile on Feng Xingtong's face disappeared and turned serious.

"Oh! I'm leaving!"

Cui Yi sighed and walked towards the playing field next to him.

"Xing Tong, how did you confirm?! Are you okay?!"

Feng Zhenghao came to his son and asked with concern.

"Father, I'm fine! Wang Bing used Ju Ling to send generals, but with your son's strength, you can't force any extra means from the Wang family."

Feng Xingtong looked at Feng Zhenghao with some disappointment and said.

"It's good that you're fine. As for the Wang family, leave it to my father! You should go down to recuperate first!"

At this moment, Feng Zhenghao also had a cold face, with a murderous look in his eyes.

……

The audience around watched Cui Yi leave, and they knew that the most exciting match over there was about to come, the civil war between the two geniuses of Tianshifu.So most of them didn't choose to watch the eating game here, and rushed towards another venue.

On the second venue, after seeing Cui Yi walk into the arena, the audience in the stands became excited.

"No matter who wins this game, it will lock the succession of the Celestial Master!"