Under one person: As one person, I can dominate the world

The sun sets.

In the last match of the day, the duel between Zhang Lingyu and Lu Linglong ended without any suspense after a while.

Zhang Lingyu advanced successfully.

As for Lu Linglong, she was carried out to the martial arts arena while lying on a stretcher.

Her lovely face was burnt black from the electric shock. She stretched out a hand to Lu Jin next to her and said pitifully: "Grandpa, I was shocked just now. It hurt so much from the electric shock."

"It seems... I seem to have seen Tai Nai come to pick me up."

After saying that, her big eyes turned white, her little hands hung down feebly, and she fell onto the stretcher with a thud.

When Lu Jin on the side saw this, she burst into tears and stood by Lu Linglong's side, sobbing, "Linglong, don't scare grandpa!"

On the side, the juniors of the Lu family also looked worried, and Hidden Dragon, the number one fan, was crying and wiping his tears.

Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong, who were waiting aside, had embarrassment on their faces.

Zhang Zhiwei coughed dryly and said, "Lao Lu, I saw your great-granddaughter when she was brought out. She just fell into a coma from exhaustion. She just needs to be nursed for a while. It's not a big problem."

The words fell.

Lu Jin, who was waiting next to Lu Linglong's stretcher, was shaken, and then a surging energy began to spread around him, making the juniors around him feel a great sense of oppression.

"Ho ho ho, this junior Zhang Lingyu, I won't move!"

Lu Jin said gloomily, turned around and faced Zhang Zhiwei, his usually calm face was now filled with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I want to put all the blame on you, an old bastard!"

After saying that, his energy burst out, and he rushed towards Zhang Zhiwei waving his hands.

Zhang Zhiwei frowned, but he had expected this moment. He immediately held his breath and concentrated, put a little force on the palm of Tian Jinzhong's wheelchair, and then turned around.

Take the road and run!

He walked as fast as flying. Even when he was pushing Tian Jinzhong's wheelchair, he still took the lead and rushed ahead of Lu Jin, puffing up a puff of smoke!

"Lao Lu, if you want revenge, go find my junior brother. What can you do to me?" Zhang Zhiwei shouted while running, for fear of being half a step too late.

"Shut up! Niubi, stop! Zhang Zhiwei, stop!" Lu Jin roared, frantically chasing Zhang Zhiwei in front.

"Brother, put me down! It's you that Lao Lu wants to whip, it's none of my business!" Tian Jinzhong was also shouting, but for the first time he experienced the feeling of racing in a wheelchair.

Zhang Zhiwei shouted as he ran: "Good boy, I don't show any friendship at all, I will sacrifice you as a hidden weapon later!"

While roaring, the figures of several people were running around without stopping at all, running in circles around the martial arts arena, raising dust and smoke all the way!

The younger generation who were standing by Lu Linglong couldn't help but widen their eyes when they saw this scene, the corners of their mouths twitched, and their emotions were extremely complicated.

Just under the burning clouds at dusk.

Lu Jin chased Zhang Zhiwei, and Zhang Zhiwei pushed Tian Jinzhong in the wheelchair. In a short period of time, he had already run several laps around the martial arts arena.

Until both sides ran out of breath, they stopped on both sides of Lu Linglong's stretcher and started to confront each other.

Lu Jin blew his beard and glared, looking like he was determined to seek revenge on Zhang Zhiwei to the death.

Zhang Zhiwei holds the back handle of Tian Jinzhong's wheelchair with both hands, ready to enter the next round of marathon at any time.

They are all respected seniors, but they don't care about their image at this moment.

But at this moment.

Zhi Jinhua on the side suddenly looked towards the gate of the martial arts arena, looked at the two figures walking out, pushed up her glasses excitedly and said: "That's Zhenren Taichu!"

Everyone's minds were shaken, and they looked in the direction, and sure enough they saw Zhang Taichu and Zhang Lingyu walking towards them slowly under the setting sun.

"Master Taichu, he is really here." Wang Ergou swallowed his saliva, looking a little uneasy.

The faces of the younger generation present also had nervous and solemn expressions on their faces. Even Lu Jin, who was originally very aggressive, actually calmed down at this moment.

Zhang Zhiwei's brows trembled, but a deep joy appeared on his face, as if he had been saved.

He turned around, but immediately pushed Tian Jinzhong's wheelchair, rushed to Zhang Taichu, and hid behind him.

"Hahaha, Lao Lu, if you have the guts, just come over!" Zhang Zhiwei revealed half of his old face behind Zhang Taichu and waved to Lu Jin.

In response to this, Lu Jin's old face trembled fiercely, and he wanted to get angry, but when he saw Zhang Taichu's appearance, he felt helpless like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"Senior brother, what's going on? Why do you feel like Lao Lu wants to whip you?" Zhang Taichu joked, feeling a little curious.

Just after the competition, he left Zhang Lingyu alone, and after pointing out some problems with his thunder technique, he walked out of the martial arts arena.

As soon as the results came out, I saw this very interesting scene.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei, who was hiding behind him with Tian Jinzhong, said resentfully: "Junior brother, if you say this, then it is your fault."

"It's my fault that you taught this boy Lingyu how to use Yin Lei so fiercely that he chopped Lao Lu's grandson's daughter into a black doll."

"Ren Lao Lu was angry, but he came to find me."

Listening to Zhang Zhiwei's explanation, Zhang Taichu's face froze, and then a strange smile appeared, and he deliberately lowered his voice and said: "So that's it, senior brother, but after all, Lingyu and I are both from Longhu Mountain. Brother, you are the Heavenly Master, shouldn’t you be responsible?”

Zhang Zhiwei's mind turned and he suddenly thought that what Zhang Taichu said made sense. But when he came back to his senses, he gritted his teeth and said, "You kid, are you trying to put senior brother's safety at risk?"

Zhang Taichu smiled happily: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'm here."

With that said, he took the lead and walked in the direction of Lu Jin.

Not even close yet.

The little babies of the younger generation all bent down to him and said hello respectfully: "Greetings to Master Taichu!"

Zhang Taichu glanced at these juniors and saw Zhang Chulan and Wang Ye who looked familiar among them. He immediately waved his sleeves and said casually: "No need to be polite, just get up."

As soon as the words were spoken, the juniors immediately raised their bodies obediently and straightened their backs, appearing very reserved.

Especially the juniors of the Lu family, they looked at each other with eyes, nose, nose, and heart, and even their breathing became cautious.

Regarding the extremely mysterious Taichu Zhenren in front of them, they did not dare to show any slack in their hearts and acted very honestly.

Zhang Taichu was a little surprised when he saw this, but he didn't take it to heart.

He walked straight to Lu Linglong who was lying on the stretcher. He first said hello to Lu Jin, then stretched out two fingers and put them on the unconscious Lu Linglong's wrist, feeling the other person's physical condition.