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

After Wang Ai took Wang Bing and left the scene.

Feng Xingtong, who was seriously injured and fell into coma, was also taken away by Feng Zhenghao.

A long while.

In the audience seats, there was still silence.

Everyone's eyes were always fixed on Zhang Taichu.

Even the referee team responsible for presiding over the game looked at each other in confusion at this moment.

Until the old Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei finally spoke slowly: "Let's continue the competition in the original order."

The gentle and powerful voice fell.

Only then did the referee team feel at ease.

Then he announced: "In the next match, Wang Ye will face Zhang Chulan!"

Accompanied by the sound, in the martial arts arena.

Zhang Chulan walked out slowly with his hands in his pockets.

His face was determined and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

He must rely on his own strength to compete with Wang Ye and compete for the final championship.

Just unexpectedly.

At the other end of the martial arts arena, Wang Ye was nowhere to be seen.

At this moment, Zhang Chulan felt a bad premonition in his heart.

"I told Sister Baoer last night not to embarrass Taoist Wang. Is it difficult?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan's face froze and became weird.

——

While Zhang Chulan was waiting to fight.

In the audience seats, the voices among the people gradually became louder and louder.

But they were all discussing the scene where Zhang Taichu taught Wang Bing a lesson.

"I can finally see that Master Taichu has a really bad temper. He really doesn't take the Wang family in the eyes of the ten gangsters, and will beat him up whenever he wants."

"Hmph, it's not like Wang Bing needs to be dealt with. I've long been unhappy with him. He has committed a lot of things based on his position in the family, right?"

"I was so frightened by the scene just now that I didn't dare to speak, but now that I think about it, Master Taichu could actually hurt people with his energy with a single finger from a distance of a hundred feet. This method is simply -!"

"I declare that from today on, Master Taichu's status in my heart will surpass all previous sages and become the first!"

"It's over, it's over, I feel like I'm going to fall in love!"

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For a moment, everyone was discussing with great excitement, and they became more and more enthusiastic. They looked at the Taoist figure who was sitting casually in a corner with their eyes. They couldn't help but feel their hearts swaying and their eyes showing admiration.

And in the martial arts arena.

However, the longer Zhang Chulan waited, the more he felt something was wrong.

And just when the referee team was surprised to announce that Wang Ye was absent.

Outside the gate of the martial arts arena.

Suddenly, two plumes of smoke appeared, one behind the other, flying towards the martial arts arena.

The person running in front was clearly Wang Ye, who almost missed the race!

He looked miserable, his navy blue robes stained with mud, and there were traces of mud on his neck and face.

And chasing after him was Feng Baobao, who was dressed in a uniform. Her white palms were tightly holding a big shovel, and she was chasing Wang Ye!

Wang, who was running in front, was sweating profusely. He turned around from time to time and shouted at Feng Baobao, who was chasing him behind him.

But without stopping for a moment, he rushed into the martial arts arena with a puff of smoke.

It wasn't until he was in full public view that he slowed down, then braked suddenly, stretched out his hand to perform a hand seal, and removed the blindness technique that had been cast on Feng Baobao.

There was a clang.

Feng Baobao completely relied on his feeling, and swung the shovel in his hand, and dropped it, grazing Wang Ye's crotch, making a dent in the ground, and causing the shovel handle to shatter with a click.

"Get down! Feng Baobao, eldest sister, take a good look at where this is!" Wang Ye said with lingering fear as cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Behind him, Zhang Chulan also looked embarrassed. Unexpectedly, Sister Baoer not only buried people behind his back, but also chased her all the way to the martial arts field!

As the vision-impairment surgery was lifted, Feng Baobao blinked his big eyes, regained his visual function, and could see the surrounding scenes clearly.

Around the empty martial arts arena, there were densely packed people sitting in the audience seats, all looking at her with extremely strange eyes.

"Gulu~"

Feng Baobao swallowed his saliva and thought for a moment.

He held the remaining half of the stick in his hand, turned around and ran away.

However, after running a few steps, he ran back, picked up the broken shovel head, and quickly left the scene.

Looking at Feng Baobao's leaving figure, Wang Ye and Zhang Chulan had complicated emotions.

Even the people in the audience’s seats were attracted by this.

"Ahem, Taoist Wang, I'm sorry." Zhang Chulan scratched his head and said awkwardly.

But Wang Ye, who had his back turned to him, felt a strong sense of oppression all over his body.

The other party slowly turned his head and showed an evil smile: "Ho ho, Zhang Chulan, you are a great thief, you are quite good at playing."

The deep voice gave Zhang Chulan unconscious goosebumps.

So he waved his hands repeatedly and shook his head like a rattle: "Master Wang, I really didn't ask Sister Bao'er to bury you. God can tell you!"

Zhang Chulan felt bitter in his heart. He had already guessed that it must have been what he said after Feng Baobao visited his master last night, which made Baobao make up his mind to help him win the Luotian Dajiao championship in his own way. .

Thinking about it, he secretly glanced at Zhang Taichu who was sitting on the table. Seeing that the other person had a strange expression on his face, he felt even more ashamed of his master.

At this time, someone in the referee organization also said: "Wang Ye, do you want to rest for a while? Is there something hidden about what happened today? Speak up and we will seek justice for you!"

Wang also waved his hand and responded: "No need, let's compare like this!"

"Oh, by the way, do you have any steamed buns? How many can I give you? I've been hungry all night!"

——

In the martial arts arena, where the top eight advance to the top four

Wang Ye and Zhang Chulan sat on the floor facing each other, eating steamed buns and pickled mustard.

Everyone in the audience seats was dumbfounded by this scene. For a moment, they didn't know how to evaluate it.

The two main characters, on the other hand, looked calm and composed on their faces.

Wang Ye tore off a piece of steamed bun, put a piece of mustard in his mouth, chewed it, and said vaguely: "I was chased by Feng Baobao all night last night, and I didn't even get a bite of hot food."

"But it's not a big problem. Anyway, I came today and didn't want to fight you."

Zhang Chulan looked surprised: "Old Wang, what do you mean by this?"

Wang Ye said: "This time I came to participate in the Luotian Dajiao, I came here for you. I learned some tricks from the three-legged cat, so I came here and came in front of you to give you a chance to choose." ."

"Keep going down, or give up looking for the truth."

Done!