Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 813 AUV, Master Jing, may you be blessed.
"At first, I thought this was just another brainless fan of Zhuge Qing."

Seeing that Feng Baobao had finally left, Wang Ye spoke with resentment and a sinister tone: "But something still felt off. Then I finally remembered, she was wearing the same uniform as you, the one from the All-Terrain Company. She was your henchman..."

"Uh..." Zhang Chulan sensed something was wrong.

"Well done, Zhang Chulan, you little bastard!" Wang Ye's face looked like a demon crawling out of a horror movie. "You're quite the player!"

"Wang Ye, is there some hidden story?" The referee of this match, a disciple from Longhu Mountain, recognized Wang Ye and asked, "Our Celestial Master's Mansion can uphold justice for you."

"It's alright, let's just compete like this." Wang Ye waved his hand. "Senior Brother Fude, is there anything to eat? I've been chased all night, I'm starving, steamed buns would be best."

"You've been beaten senseless!" the Taoist priest cursed on the spot. "What kind of occasion is this? You're here eating and drinking!"

"What does it matter? This Luo Tian Grand Ceremony didn't specify what we'd be competing in. We're Taoists, not warriors." Wang Ye pointed at Zhang Chulan, "I'll compete with him in terms of eating capacity."

"What the hell..."

"Alright. I'll tell my grandmaster later that Wudang disciples aren't being fed when they come to Longhu Mountain. Oh dear, the Zhengyi sect looks down on us Quanzhen!"

"Fude, give it to him quickly." Zhang Zhiwei said, "These little bastards are all shameless. If this gets out, our Taoist sect will be finished."

"Eat!" After the steamed buns were served, Wang Ye sat down cross-legged as if no one else was there, opened his mouth and started eating, even threatening Zhang Chulan that he had to eat them. "If you don't eat them, I'll kill you with one palm strike."

"Then you can do it," Zhang Chulan said dismissively, his eyes narrowed.

?

A question mark slowly appeared above Wang Ye's head.

Is this Chu Lan pretty arrogant?

Zhang Chulan frantically tried to cover his mouth. What was wrong with his mouth? How could such nonsense come out of his mouth?
But to his horror, he discovered that his arm wouldn't obey him at all. Instead of covering his mouth, he stepped forward and, taking advantage of Wang Ye's surprise, kicked over the plate of steamed buns in front of him. Instantly, the buns rolled onto the ground, covered in dust, and were clearly inedible.

"Zhang Chulan, you son of a bitch..."

Wang was furious.

When I was calculating your affairs, I almost lost half my life. Then I did another calculation for the Celestial Master, and he almost lost half his life again. All of this was so that you could safely pass through this competition and become the winner of this Luo Tian Grand Ceremony.

He was even prepared to reveal his determination to use Feng Hou Qi Men, just so you could show off in front of me?
Zhang Chulan was at a loss. He felt like a second-rate villain in a fantasy novel, trying to provoke the protagonist in some very stupid ways.

This Wang is no ordinary man. He is recognized as the number one Tai Chi master and the number one Tai Chi master under the age of sixty. His disciples beat up Zhuge Qing yesterday as easily as crushing an ant on the roadside. But if he really fights me?

Zhang Chulan didn't even dare to imagine what kind of biscuits he would be beaten into in a moment.

But there was nothing he could do; as he said before, he couldn't control himself. "AUV, Wang Ye, Master Jing, may Master Jing be blessed~" Zhang Chulan started spouting words that weren't his own, "Eating and drinking on the side, it's so authentic~ Can you take me to the Big Blue Ocean to play?"

"Fine, fine, Zhang Chulan, I'll see what you're really capable of!"

Wang Ye immediately broke his guard, stood up, raised his fist, and smashed it down on Zhang Chulan's head.

Zhang Chulan slightly shifted his body, dodging Wang Ye's punch, while continuing to chatter: "Master Jing's skills are impressive! Our Master Jing does this every day as soon as he opens his eyes, tea is good for the eyes~! Hey, do I look like him? Authentic, right? You can't just pull out your ID card and say it starts with 130, can you? So close, so beautiful, weekend trip to Hebei~ Guoan..."

"I'll fucking kill you!" Wang Ye realized he was wrong just now; that wasn't breaking down, but this was what truly broke Jing Ye's defenses!
Originally, Wang Ye's hand-to-hand combat skills were just so-so. Although he was highly talented and his fist and foot skills were considered relatively high among his peers, they were still far from matching his true strength.

When he encounters a slightly more sophisticated situation, he has no choice but to use Qimen Dunjia.

But this life is clearly different.

In the winding cave of Jiuqu, Song Mian used stones from other mountains to break through the "jade" that Zhang Sanfeng had set as a shackle on Wudang Tai Chi. From then on, Tai Chi in his hands truly became a road to heaven.

Of course, he doesn't pass on his knowledge to just anyone, but no matter how selective he is, Wang Ye is qualified to pass on this true meaning of Tai Chi.

The true meaning of Tai Chi blossomed in his hands. Zhang Chulan felt as if a black and white millstone was pressing down on him, crushing everything below into dust and returning it to the state of Yin and Yang.

This was the first time Zhang Chulan had encountered something that fell into the category of "extraordinary skills." This was Wang Ye's true strength; with just this Tai Chi True Meaning alone, he could be ranked as the number one expert under the age of thirty among the younger generation.

The master is a strong contender for first place in Tai Chi skill and strength among those under sixty, while the disciple is the strongest among those under thirty. This clearly demonstrates that in this era, Wudang's power is in no way inferior to that of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

Just from Guang Wangye's attack, Zhang Chulan felt his heart tremble and he couldn't even properly mobilize his Qi.

but.

Although his mind was momentarily captivated by the yin and yang energies, his physical movements remained unaffected. He took two large strides forward, plunged his hands into the yin-yang millstone, and began to stir it in the direction the tai chi diagram was rotating, increasing the speed with each movement.

This was originally Wang Ye's true Tai Chi essence, but Tai Chi encompasses all things. When Zhang Chulan reached in and it rotated along with him, it also carried Zhang Chulan's Qi.

Having both is the same as having neither.

After Zhang Chulan stirred the Yin-Yang millstone eight times and completely absorbed it, it suddenly dissipated. Upon closer inspection, the audience in the stands realized there was no Yin-Yang millstone at all, only the two people pushing each other.

Zhang Chulan seized the opportunity, stepped forward, and stomped on Wang Ye's joint. Wang Ye, possessing two extraordinary skills and being the best under thirty, was certainly not as weak as Tang Wenlong. He pulled his foot away to dodge the stomp, and even raised his leg at the same time, preparing to deliver a powerful kick to Zhang Chulan.

But this caused Wang's cloud hand technique to become chaotic. When Zhang Chulan flipped his hand outward, Wang felt all the Tai Chi energy that he and Zhang Chulan had been pushing for so long rushing towards him. Caught off guard, he was "released" ten meters away.

"Hey, not bad, Zhang Chulan." Wang Ye neutralized the force coming at him, looked at his own hands, and then looked at Zhang Chulan with surprise: "You know Tai Chi too?"

(End of this chapter)