Under One Person: Beginning of the Wang Family Young Master

The night was dark, and the night was dark.

At night.

Wang Quan was lying alone on the bed, his hands behind his head, thinking about Zhuge Qing's words:

"Do you really want the position of the successor of the Heavenly Master?"

'No, that is definitely not what I want, and it is not something I can get involved in. '

'What I want is...'

'That's not right. Even if the Eight Wonders are powerful, they are not invincible. Otherwise, how could the eight people back then be hunted down and have no way to go to heaven or enter the earth. '

'What I want is not just a skill, but a method to reach the sky! '

'The method to reach the sky... Tongtian Lu? Why is it called Tongtian Lu? ’

‘Just because you don’t need to set up an altar to circulate qi, and you can use all kinds of talismans at will, can you be considered as Tongtian? ’

‘Mr. Lu has held the Tongtian talisman for most of his life, but it seems that… let alone Tongtian, he is only equivalent to a cultivator who has prepared sufficient talismans. ’

‘Master Wang’s Fenghou Qimen, no matter how mysterious it is, is just to determine the center palace with his own body. Only in that one acre and three points of land, he is the king. ’

‘Old Ma’s Shenji Bailian, although the refining of tools is fast and magical, it is nothing compared to the real masters. ’

‘Our Wang family and Feng family’s spirit-binding and general-dispatching are just to invite spirits to possess the body, so they can only have a little advantage against the horse-riding immortals. ’

‘Qu Tong’s Shuangquan Hand is nothing more than targeting the soul and the body. If the opponent has honed his mind to a very deep level, it will be difficult to affect it. ’

‘Barron’s Six Treasury Immortal Thief is nothing more than absorbing the vitality of all things to achieve immortality. It may be a hot commodity in the eyes of others, but how can a person who truly devotes himself to cultivation be greedy for external things? ’

‘Not mentioning the unknown Daluo Cave Observation and the origin of the Qi body, these six strange skills do not seem to be so unsolvable. ’

‘Or have I been thinking wrong from beginning to end? ’

‘What exactly do I want? Why should I get involved in Zhang Chulan’s affairs? Why participate in Luotian Dajiao? ’

‘What am I thinking in my heart? ’

Looking at the warm yellow light, Wang Quan’s thoughts are like a wild horse running in the endless darkness.

Rather than thinking about what he wants, it is better to say that he wants to know why he came to this world.

To be honest, his understanding of all the plots is limited to before Nasen Island.

He has no idea what impact his appearance will have on the future.

Should he take the Wang family to the top, or fall into hell together?

He couldn't see clearly!

In such a chaotic thought, Wang Quan fell into a deep sleep and slept until dawn.

Only then did he notice a message he received after the game yesterday:

[Little One]: Mr. Tan Lang, we have already gone up the mountain. Do you want to meet us?

After reading the message, Wang Quan sighed softly: "Isn't it good to live well? You have to go up the mountain to die, well, I will send you off!"

He raised his head slowly, and a trace of rampant and crazy murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, this trace of murderous intent dissipated into nothingness, replaced by a bottomless cold pool.

After having breakfast with old man Wang Ai, Wang Quan took Wang Bing to the stadium.

"Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao enter!"

"Wang Quan and Zhang Lingyu enter!"

Today's stands are much more lively than the previous few days.

Because in the eyes of more people, Wang Quan vs. Zhang Lingyu is the real final of this Luotian Dajiao.

As for Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao, only those who don't know the situation will watch it and wait for Zhang Chulan to be beaten.

Lu Linglong and the others have already started to set up on Longhu Mountain, so they can't see them.

"Master Lingyu, since the opponent is you, I can only use some real skills."

Wang Quan put his hands in his pockets and walked into the arena side by side with Zhang Lingyu.

Zhang Lingyu came to stand three meters away from him and nodded gently, "I am no longer the person I was two years ago. Please teach me, brother."

Wang Quan smiled slightly, and that smile showed both respect for him and some indescribable confidence.

"Master Lingyu, in the past two years, your cultivation has improved, and I am not stagnant either."

"Please!"

After that, he took off his coat and tore open his T-shirt, revealing his strong upper body.

But on his body, there was a black-scaled blue dragon!

The dragon's horns were sharp and upright.

The dragon's mouth was slightly open, revealing sharp fangs, as if ready to devour anything that stood in its way.

The dragon's body was flexible and agile, dancing with Wang Quan's movements, and every contraction and relaxation of its muscles was

It caused the dragon scales to tremble slightly, as if it were alive.

The dragon's tail was thick and powerful, and the end was sharp like a whip.

Only its eyes were not painted, and lost a little spirituality.

"Master Lingyu, I am not as talented as my second son in the family's skills. I have been practicing Shentu for more than ten years, and only left this painting on my body."

"Today, I will borrow Master Lingyu's hand to try my black dragon!"

After the voice fell, a Qi seal flashed in Wang Quan's eyes, and he lightly tapped his right hand, using the method of Tongtian Lu, and tapped two points in the air.

Immediately, he waved a palm and printed it on his shoulder.

The finishing touch of the dragon, soaring into the clouds!

In an instant, the black dragon rushed into the sky, roaming above the nine heavens, and then swooped down and hovered over Wang Quan.

Zhang Lingyu's eyes condensed slightly, and he clenched his fists. The dark lightning that was originally gathering in the palm of his hand instantly dissipated.

"I'm so bad. I knew I was facing you, but I still wanted to try with the palm thunder."

"Last night, I had decided to accept my true self, but now, I subconsciously chose to hide."

"Zhang Chulan has been through so much, and he has never chosen to retreat. What reason do I have not to face my true self?"

"Brother Wang, I'm sorry, I should have respected you more."

As he spoke, a dark sticky substance suddenly flowed down Zhang Lingyu's body.

An inexplicable sense of danger surged in my heart, but it made people unconsciously want to peek and explore.

Thick and turbid, but strange and changeable, unrestrained, and free, it is about to rise like mercury leaking into every hole.

This is the true face of Yin Wu Lei, also known as - Dirty Water Thunder!

In the stands, the old Taoist priest was surprised to see this scene.

He knew his disciple too well. He had been avoiding since he lost his virginity. He clearly had the most Yin Wulei, but he insisted on treating it as the most Yang Wulei.

Before Zhang Lingyu went to invite Zhang Chulan back, he learned about the matter from Xingye and Jiyun.

At that time, he was sure that Zhang Lingyu still hadn't let it go.

But it's only been a few days?

"How come Lingyu suddenly got it?" Tian Jinzhong also saw it.

The old Taoist priest was silent, looking deeply at Wang Quan, who was naked on the opposite side of Zhang Lingyu.

The night before yesterday, it was said that Wang Quan had a good chat with Zhang Lingyu and Zhuge Qing, and then left with their own thoughts.