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

The referee team immediately announced: "Zhang Lingyu vs. Wang Bing, Zhang Lingyu wins!"

As a result, Zhang Lingyu officially advanced to the top two and entered tomorrow's finals!

Victorious, he walked out of the center of the martial arts arena without taking another look at the king lying on the ground, walked up to the audience seat, and came towards Zhang Taichu.

Wang Bing was also pulled onto a stretcher, accompanied by Wang Ai, and sent for treatment.

From the moment Wang Bing was beaten to the end of the game, Wang Ai looked livid and silent.

After being embarrassed for several days, this Luotian Dajiao turned out to be a disaster for their Wang family!

And as the game ends.

Xia He, who had been paying attention to Zhang Lingyu in the audience seat, finally came to his senses at this time.

She remained silent for a while, then turned to leave, but at the corner of the stairs, she happened to pass Zhang Lingyu.

When the two bodies intertwined, she froze and looked a little stiff.

But after all, there was no more movement left, so he buried his head again, walked forward, and quickly disappeared into the sea of ​​people.

Zhang Lingyu didn't notice any difference, but instead walked straight to Zhang Taichu's position with some joy.

"Master, my disciple won and fortunately lived up to his command."

Zhang Lingyu walked all the way to Zhang Taichu and bowed respectfully to report. There was a hint of joy in his words, which was completely different from his cold appearance off the court.

"I saw it, I saw it, you performed very well." Zhang Taichu said with a grin, patting Zhang Lingyu's shoulder in confirmation.

There was a bright smile on the latter's face, and he felt extremely happy to be recognized by his master.

Immediately, Zhang Lingyu stood respectfully next to Zhang Taichu and started to pay attention to the next game.

"The second game, Zhang Chulan versus Feng Baobao."

"Invite both players to enter."

The referee announced.

So in the martial arts arena.

Two figures wearing the same khaki work clothes came out.

Seeing the two of them, everyone in the audience seats immediately covered their faces and sighed, expressing their emotions one after another.

"It's absolutely amazing. These two treasures come together. You don't have to watch this match. That Zhang Chu Lan will win for sure."

"Sigh, I don't know how to evaluate these two guys now. You said they acted well, but they both made it to the semi-finals today. You said they are pretty good, but why do they feel so wrong to me?"

"Sit back and wait for tomorrow. I want to see the real person Lingyu and give the Bushao Bilian a good beating!"

"The result is not certain yet. Have you forgotten how Zhang Chulan dealt with Tang Wenlong last time?"

"Come on, who do you think Master Lingyu's master is?"

Everyone was talking about it, but they had already seen that this game was probably not interesting.

After all, no matter how crazy they are, after these few days of competition, they all realize that Feng Baobao is clearly here to protect Zhang Chulan!

really.

As the game begins.

The two people in the scene remained motionless, not feeling nervous at all.

Zhang Chulan looked at Feng Baobao, who was standing blankly and blinking his eyes.

Feng Baobao looked at Zhang Chulan, who had a strange expression and winked at him.

The two looked at each other, but neither said a word.

In response, Zhang Chulan could only cough awkwardly.

He stretched out his palm to cover his mouth and whispered to Feng Baobao: "Sister Bao'er~~ You have forgotten what we discussed yesterday. Don't let your guard down at the critical moment."

As he said that, he glanced at Zhang Taichu who was on the audience seat. His eyes trembled, and he turned to Feng Baobao and urged: "My master is still watching from above. Sister Baoer, don't mess up your performance. Don't let it happen." I won too easily.”

When Feng Baobao heard this, his slender face wrinkled slightly, and then quickly relaxed, recalling the plan he had agreed with Zhang Chulan yesterday.

"Yeah, yeah."

Feng Baobao nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and then her hands shook, and two kitchen knives suddenly appeared in her white palms.

She stretched out a knife and pointed it diagonally at Zhang Chulan. She blinked her big eyes and pretended to be aggressive: "Ah, Zhang Chulan, take your life~"

Every word is emotionless, and the ending is even deliberately prolonged.

While shouting, Feng Baobao waved the kitchen knife in his hand and rushed towards Zhang Chulan slowly.

Zhang Chulan: "."

Everyone on the stage: "???"

This extremely false scene immediately made countless people put their hands on their foreheads, their breaths stagnant, and they felt unacceptable!

They thought this game would be fake, but they didn't expect it to be so fake!

"Fuck you, I can't bear it. If you want to act, you should act more professionally!"

"If I go for a walk after my milk is full, it will be faster than this baby Feng!"

"Fake match, this is a naked match fake!"

"If you don't shake Bilian, I'll leave the cracks between your grandma's toes!"

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Suddenly, everyone started howling, angrily spraying the two people present.

Zhang Taichu, who was on the viewing platform, saw this scene and shook his head in confusion.

Although he had long understood that Feng Baobao would deliberately lose to Zhang Chulan.

I didn't expect that these two living treasures would create such a "good show".

"Lingyu, when you face Zhang Chulan in tomorrow's final, don't hold anything back. Just go ahead and get it done, you know." Zhang Taichu warned Zhang Lingyu beside him.

Zhang Chulan wants to win and pursue the truth.

Zhang Lingyu also wants to win the Luotian Dajiao and prove himself.

In the competition between these two juniors, he will not interfere or hinder. Everything will depend on strength.

But after hearing Zhang Taichu's words, Zhang Lingyu on the side did not answer immediately.

He was lowering his head, immersed in his thoughts, not knowing what he was thinking about.

When Zhang Taichu saw this, he reached out and tapped Zhang Lingyu's head gently, and said with a smile: "What are you thinking about?"

Only then did Zhang Lingyu come back to her senses, her body trembled, she stretched out her hand to smooth the white hair beside her face, and said awkwardly: "It's nothing, Master."

Zhang Taichu asked: "Are you thinking about Xia He?"

"Um."

Zhang Lingyu nodded subconsciously, and when he reacted, he quickly shook his head and said, "No, no."

As he spoke, a flush appeared on his cheeks.

Zhang Taichu smiled knowingly: "Disciple, who can you deceive like this?"

"If you want a girlfriend, just do it. Why should you be secretive about it?"

With that said, Zhang Taichu made a move and formed a golden silent barrier, covering the two of them.

At this time, Zhang Lingyu blushed even more, and even his earlobes turned red. He shook his head and waved his hands and said, "Disciple, why would you miss that Xia He?"

"She is a complete demon. I am your disciple, and I am the orthodox member of Longhu Mountain. How could I..."

"Why not?" Zhang Taichu interrupted, looking at Zhang Lingyu who was shaking his head like a rattle, he sighed and said: "You little kid, if you can deceive others, can you also deceive your own heart? "

"If I had known your attitude, I would have blinded Xia He's efforts and came to this martial arts arena to watch your competition."

After hearing Zhang Taichu's previous words, Zhang Lingyu's expression froze at first and she lowered her head, feeling that it was difficult to face it.

But when he heard the second half of the words, his pupils trembled, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhang Taichu with wide eyes.