Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 815 Qimen after the wind
"Zhang Chulan, you bastard..."

"Bang!"

While Wang Ye was crying with his nose covered, Zhang Chulan smacked him on the head again.

The rest is history. Although Wang Ye managed to create distance and unleash the true essence of Tai Chi after enduring another setback, Zhang Chulan was completely under control, and his "intention" couldn't intimidate Zhang Chulan's "spirit."

As for martial arts moves, let alone Wang Ye being a junior, even if all the members of Wudang came together, whether they were the best under thirty, the best under sixty, or the best in all age groups, they wouldn't be enough to defeat He Songling.

Thus, even though Wang Ye wielded the best Tai Chi fist among those under thirty, the most authentic Tai Chi fist since Zhang Sanfeng, he was still repeatedly defeated by Zhang Chulan's attacks, which were devoid of any brilliance and even lacked any special effects.

"What the hell is this? Just like that girl from last night, is this some kind of secret technique that allows her to do everything?"

Wang Ye never expected that what he had intended to do to help Zhang Chulan get through the challenge would turn into a humiliation for him. He was overwhelmed and retreated step by step. Even with the impenetrable defense of Tai Chi, he could only barely maintain his undefeated status.

"No way, no way, Old Wang, is that all you've got? A fourth-generation disciple of Wudang, known as the number one under thirty, the master of Tai Chi, and this is it? Is this all you've got? Is this all Master Jing has got?" Zhang Chulan was being controlled by He Songling to spew trash talk while fighting.

The key point is that Wang is susceptible to this kind of thing.

If you start with the kind of stuff that can't be broadcast, with a bunch of female relatives and genitalia, Wang Ye won't care at all.

Wang only cares about one thing.

He was arrogant.

Don't let his usual carefree attitude and nonchalant attitude fool you. Even something as incompetent as the Feng Hou Qi Men Tu, which would drive most people crazy just by looking at it, he treats it like a fan.

But in reality, he is more arrogant than anyone else. He doesn't care about others or things because he thinks he is superior to everyone else and looks down on everyone.

Ordinary people, struggling and toiling for mundane things, cannot see or understand the truth of life. Even his father, who was extremely wealthy, felt that he was just an ordinary person, a slave to money and wealth.

He felt that being overly ambitious and competitive was too much, and that he should be more carefree and not cling to things. Frankly, these things came to him because of his status and wealth. Even if he didn't use the money, he would feel that he had voluntarily let go of it. Others, on the other hand, had never possessed such things, so naturally they couldn't let go of them.

His tendency to constantly refer to himself as a "poor Taoist priest," claiming he can't afford this or that, reveals his true intention: "I may have these things, but I disdain them; I'm truly great." The satisfaction of playing dumb and mocking someone's ignorance comes when someone actually looks down on him for not being able to afford a plane ticket.

Although he wouldn't say it, he must have been incredibly happy inside. So, this carefree attitude actually stems from his "unbearably mundane" family background, but Wang Ye clearly hasn't realized this yet.

He was so arrogant that he wasn't even fully aware of it himself. He only knew that he was arrogant and thought highly of himself, but before experiencing the various events in the world of supernatural beings, he had never imagined that he could be so arrogant and disregard others.

That's how it is right now. If I can't beat Zhang Chulan, I'm quitting. If Zhang Chulan keeps fighting me like this, I'll just accept my defeat. In my mind, the purpose of coming to the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony was to clear the obstacles for Zhang Chulan's advancement and prevent the Old Celestial Master and the Celestial Master's Mansion from losing face.

He came here to be the great hero and savior of the entire Celestial Master's Mansion, all for the sake of losing to Zhang Chulan.

Losing is nothing to be ashamed of. In Wang Ye's eyes, this kind of bravery, fighting, and even the fame and prestige that comes with it are not worth mentioning. It would be better to go back to Wudang Mountain, get the Feng Hou Qi Men to blow air conditioners that don't require electricity, and then enjoy the thrill of being a silent hero who saved the Celestial Master's Mansion.

So what if he's the Old Celestial Master? So what if he's a top-tier expert? He still needs me to save him.

But Zhang Chulan said he was no good, his lineage was no good, his identity was no good, his family was no good, his sect was no good, that's no good. The key is, this isn't the kind of "others think I'm no good, but I actually am" kind of no good, but rather that no matter how you look at it now, his Tai Chi is truly no match for Zhang Chulan.

He has always been proud of being a level above others, even several levels above them. Now that others see the same truth as he sees the actual truth, is that acceptable? Doesn't that mean I'm actually just an ordinary person?
He needs to show Zhang Chulan whether he's capable or not, and who's truly incapable.

"Zhang Chulan, do you really want to see my true strength?" Wang Ye was still somewhat hesitant; he wasn't the kind of person who would lose his temper and act irrationally.

But He Songling knew how to dispel his wariness.

"Feng Hou Qi Men? Isn't that just some rubbish Zhou Sheng came up with?" He Songling whispered, controlling Zhang Chulan's mouth.
"If it weren't for good luck and having someone like Song Mian who used the true meaning of Tai Chi to break Feng Hou's madness, Wudang would be in a situation where Zhou Meng is pulling three old madmen along. How could we have the prestige of the Ten Elders today? With Zhou Sheng's meager abilities, he created such a piece of bullshit that hurts the enemy by a hundred while damaging himself by thirty-five hundred thousand. Wudang would have been finished long ago!"

This time, Wang Ye really felt the veins throbbing in his temples. It was so infuriating! That bastard Zhang Chulan was just too damn infuriating.

"Fine, fine, since you know you're asking for trouble, then just wait and see." Wang Ye said through gritted teeth, "Don't worry, I have an agreement with the Celestial Master, I won't let you lose."

After this match, Feng Baobao, being your henchman, will probably surrender immediately; in the other group, Zhang Lingyu should win. He's the Old Master's disciple and the most obedient to him, so he'll likely protect you. In other words, no matter how badly I beat you, it won't prevent you from winning in the end.

"Hey, Lao Wang, who do you think you are?" Zhang Chulan was terrified, but He Songling still controlled him and shouted, "Go ahead and show me what you've got! Do you think I need you to give me my ranking? Little Wudang, do you think you can rebel against the heavens?"

"Alright, alright, alright." Wang Ye finally made up his mind, stomped one foot on the ground, and an array diagram unfolded with him at the center.

While both are centered on himself, within this Qimen formation, Wang can freely manipulate the Qimen pattern and even time, making the time and climate within the formation suitable for the spells he wants to unleash.

"Wow." He Songling could see it clearly through Zhang Chulan's eyes; this Feng Hou Qi Men was truly remarkable. Although it was called Qi Men, it actually had nothing to do with formations.

Even at Wang Ye's current level, he can manipulate whatever he wants on his own, completely unrelated to the basic elements of Qimen Dunjia such as location, time, and key points. The complete advanced version would even eliminate that crucial manipulation step.

(End of this chapter)