Under One Person: I am a lay Buddhist with a salary of 9 to 5

Zhang Chulan and others made a fuss for a while, then came to the gate and saw the entire schedule for today.

"This first scene is..."

"Me and Tang Wenlong?" Zhang Chulan saw the schedule of this game. He never expected that he would be the first one.

"Remember it carefully." Xu Si added from the side: "If you advance, your next opponent will be either Zhuge Qing or that Wang Ye..."

"Ma Dan, neither Xiao Zhou nor Bao Bao were assigned to Zhuge Qing's group..."

...

At this time, the Feng family siblings also came over and happened to hear what Xu Si said, so Feng Xingtong said:

"Brother Chu Lan only fights elites!"

"What an elite..." Zhang Chulan shook his head. After watching Zhuge Qing so many games, he knew very well that he would definitely not be able to beat Zhuge Qing head-on.

"Contestants whose names are called please enter the arena quickly!"

"Zhang Chulan! Tang Wenlong!"

"..."

Hearing the referee of Tianshi Mansion call his name, Zhang Chulan sighed, and then said to everyone: "I will go in first."

"Um."

Before entering, Zhang Chulan pulled Canglong aside and muttered some information about Tang Wenlong. When he learned that Tang Wenlong came from the Tang Sect, he was slightly startled and his face became gloomy.

...

"The contestants enter the arena and the competition begins!"

After a moment.

The competition between Zhang Chulan and Tang Wenlong began, and the stands were still full of people.

"Brother Tang... Good morning." Bilian Zhang Chulan greeted first.

"You're welcome... Let's decide quickly. There are still several tough battles to prepare for..." Tang Wenlong didn't like Zhang Chulan's opponent at all.

"That's what I meant..." Zhang Chulan sneered, and then started his own operation.

With the blessing of Yang Wulei, his speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch it with the naked eye. He disappeared in an instant and appeared behind Tang Wenlong the next moment. A palm thunder combined with the subsequent thunder method put Tang Wenlong away. Fall to the ground.

Professor Zhang’s electroshock therapy!

When Tang Wenlong fell on the playing field, no one in the stands expected such a result.

"Zhang Chulan... actually knows how to use thunder?!"

Since Zhang Chulan did not reveal the news of being able to use the thunder method in the rumors, everyone in the stands and the referee of the Tianshi Mansion saw Zhang Chulan using the thunder method and called Wu Cao.

"How did he know how to refa?"

"Is this the key? The key shouldn't be why he is so powerful? Just give Tang Wenlong a second?"

The confusion caused by the scene in front of me is no less than the impact of "You can kill me with seventeen cards".

"Don't you want Bilian? Are you going to turn over? Damn it, you're pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger! This kid knows the tricks of Internet writing!"

now.

In the center of the battle below, Zhang Chulan looked at Tang Wenlong who was being carried away not far away with a gloomy expression.

He knew very well that the decision to reveal his strength in advance was risky...but there was no way, his grandfather was killed by the Tang Sect's alchemy method.

He couldn't calm down when facing the people of Tang Sect...

...

at the same time.

Zhou Fengliu's game is also going on.

The red-haired Jia Zhengliang and Zhou Fengliu entered the venue one after another.

In the stands, in addition to the Feng family siblings and the ten-year-old Feng Zhenghao, Lu Jin was also in place as scheduled. It seemed that Lu Jin was still waiting for a junior to give Zhou Fengliu a good beating.

"Senior Lu... is really obsessed." Feng Zhenghao noticed Lu Jin, adjusted his glasses and shook his head with a smile.

Just as he was sighing with emotion, the Feng family siblings wanted to see what methods Zhou Fengliu could use in this competition.

"This... brother should not be easy to fight."

"Indeed... Jia Zhengliang is much stronger than Jia Zhengyu... A genius who can control twelve flying knives faces him. This should force him to use some tricks." Feng Shayan looked at the audience and yawned. Zhou Fengliu said slowly.

...

"Can the God of War continue the myth?!"

"It's hard to say. Jia Zhengliang's strength should not be underestimated."

"Haha, in front of me fighting against the God of War Zhou Fengliu, any bells and whistles will become nothing!"

"Aren't you bragging? Jia Zhengliang's twelve immortal-killing flying knives are not for nothing."

"Let's show off! I am Rubuki! I am awesome when I fight the God of War!"

Compared with the Feng family siblings who wanted to see what tricks Zhou Fengliu used, the other spectators in the stands simply wanted to see if Zhou Fengliu could continue the style of the previous games and force Dou Fan's opponent to admit defeat.

...

"Come on, let me see how you defeat my good-for-nothing brother."

Facing the noise in the stands, Jia Zhengliang was not affected by his mentality. He felt that the more people there, the better, so that more people would know about avenging his brother in front of everyone.

After that, he casually threw out three immortal-killing flying knives. These three immortal-killing flying knives flew in different arcs and attacked Zhou Fengliu.

Facing Jia Zhengliang's three flying knives, Zhou Fengliu didn't pay much attention. He stepped forward to dodge the attack and narrowed the distance between him and Jia Zhengliang. Then he disappeared from the place at an extremely fast speed and appeared in front of Jia Zhengliang.

A familiar recipe! Familiar feeling! Familiar scene!

Zhou Fengliu's round slap slapped Jia Zhengliang's left cheek mercilessly.

Jia Zhengliang obviously didn't expect Zhou Fengliu to be so fast. Under the blessing of a huge force, his face was deformed and his brain was temporarily down. At that moment, he seemed to see his grandmother waving at him.

"It appeared! It appeared!! The big fight of the God of War!"

"It hurts just looking at it!"

"What is the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife? I will slide over directly and then follow up with a big fight. Aren't you confused!"

The scene of Jia Zhengliang being blown away made everyone present shout "WTF".

What is Zhou Fengliu's upper limit? !

Who can withstand a big fight in his hand? !

This question appeared in everyone's mind, and someone needed to answer it! Will it be Jia Zhengliang? ! Can Jia Zhengliang still stand up? !

Looking at the referee of the Tianshi Mansion going over to check on Jia Zhengliang's situation, the Feng family siblings and Feng's father were all a little surprised at this time.

"Did I fly out like this before?" Feng Shayan looked at Feng Xingtong and asked.

"Hmm..." Feng Xingtong nodded.

"His big ass makes..." Feng Shayan didn't know how to describe Zhou Fengliu. She really wanted to see Zhou Fengliu use some real skills, but... his strength didn't allow it!

Not far away, Lu Jin saw Zhou Fengliu slap the younger generation with a big ass. At this time, he touched his beard and felt a little outrageous.

This Luotian Dajiao... Is there really no one who can teach Zhou Fengliu a lesson for him?

Just let that kid see blood.