Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 278: The Witch King's Sister, Zhang Chulan Overthrows the Sky

Wang Bing stood in the crowd outside the team, his eyes fixed on Zhuge Qing's receding back.

He frowned slightly, and an inexplicable feeling surged in his heart. There was an almost imperceptible breath of "spiritual" opposite him. Although it was weak, it definitely existed.

Wang Bing thought to himself, "Isn't the Wuhou sect a group of sorcerers who are good at formations and deduction? When did they get involved with witchcraft?"

After thinking for a while, he sneered, "Interesting."

Wang Bing narrowed his eyes and vaguely felt that the aura was extraordinary, even far beyond any beast he had ever seen.

It’s just a pity that according to his grandfather’s instructions, he must act carefully and keep a low profile in the near future. It is not convenient for him to make any big moves for the time being.

The Wuhou faction has a long history, but it has indeed gradually declined. The Zhuge family cannot compare with the Wang family, one of the four major families, but Zhuge Qing's strength far exceeds that of Wang Bing.

Wang Ai had said this, and Wang Bing knew it in his heart. He whispered to himself, "Let's just observe first."

"But I have never failed to obtain what I have set my eyes on. What could be inside the jade?"

"It's really exciting to think about it. Don't worry, don't worry..."

After all, there is an old Chinese saying: Good food is never too late.

At the same time, Yan Huan was sitting in the audience on the same side as the Ten Lords, looking a little surprised. He suddenly felt that there seemed to be an empty space next to him.

Looking around, he suddenly realized something - Yan Yu was missing.

"Where is Xiaoyu?" he asked Yan Yue beside him.

Yan Yue gently pointed to the team that was drawing lots below the audience seats, "Inside."

"Why did she join in the fun?"

Yan Yue pursed her lips and smiled, "Hehe..."

She paused, then added, "Although Yan Yu usually appears well-behaved on screen, she is actually very violent behind the scenes. When she was a child, she often beat boys of the same age until they cried."

"Now, I guess he wants to spar with others."

At this moment, Yan Yu, who was standing in the lottery line, noticed Yan Huan's gaze in the audience. She playfully made a "yeah" gesture, and under the mask, she had a playful, smart and confident smile.

"That's fine." Yan Huan placed his arms on the counter and looked down.

It is a good thing for different people to improve through exchanges. Anyway, with someone keeping an eye on them, nothing will go wrong.

After the draw, the arrangement of the competition became completely clear. The first round of the Luotian Dajiao was a free-for-all, with four people in each group, and only one person in each group could advance. The 32 people selected in this way would enter the next round.

The following matches are all elimination matches, which means that the contestants need to defeat their opponents to stay in the competition.

Feng Xingtong originally wanted to continue chatting with Yan Huan, but the seat next to the Ten Lords was obviously not that easy to stand.

After thinking it over, he decided to settle for the second best option, turned around, walked towards Zhang Chulan, and stood beside him.

"Why don't you go see your sister?" Zhang Chulan asked casually while looking into the venue.

"There's nothing interesting to see on her side. I think the winner will be decided soon."

Feng Xingtong glanced across the audience and said softly, "Why not pay attention to Wu Nuo who came with Brother Huan? This kind of traditional witchcraft is rare nowadays. I just don't know who their opponent will be..."

Before Feng Xingtong could finish his words, three guys with ruffian looks on their faces walked over to the contestant entrance.

Perhaps because of Yan Yu's intrusion, the competition arrangements became chaotic.

She drew the A field, and her first opponent was Tianjin Wei San Xiao Taoyuan.

"Why are it them!?" Feng Xingtong showed a hint of surprise on his face.

Zhang Chulan glanced at the three brothers gathered together and asked casually, "Are they strong?"

Feng Xingtong shook his head, "It's not like he's particularly strong."

"The main thing is that these three guys are despicable and shameless. They are not really evil, but they do a lot of evil things on a daily basis. What's more important is that when the three of them join forces, their moves are particularly difficult to deal with."

"I'm afraid this Wu Nuo is in trouble."

While they were talking, the three brothers on the field couldn't wait to speak, speaking in a Tianjin accent full of crosstalk:

"Ahem, this is fate! Is there anyone who recognizes us three brothers as the fourth? We didn't cheat. This is fate. Otherwise, how could we be the three little peach gardens!"

"I want to see which unlucky guy can be a match for the three of us brothers." Zhang Cai put his hands in his pockets and laughed maliciously.

At this moment, Yan Yu walked out slowly from the entrance. As soon as she appeared, the dark red Wu Nuo mask with gold patterns on her face instantly attracted the attention of the entire audience.

Yan Yu was wearing a thin robe with blue patterns on a white background. The fabric was as pure as fresh snow, and the hem and cuffs were embroidered with delicate blue cloud patterns, which swayed gently in the wind like flowing water.

The plain belt tied around the waist is simple and light, giving people a sense of transcendence.

"It's already been said, sister."

"We are staunch feminists. We absolutely believe in gender equality. We will beat up any woman we can."

"That couldn't be better." Yan Yu stood still, glanced sideways, rubbing his hands, looking eager to try.

Yan Yu gently flicked the jade on his chest, and the power of faith accumulated in it soared into the air. At the same time, the faith that had not yet been transferred from the mask also flew away for a while, and the dark red mask disappeared.

Yan Yu was supposed to have changed her appearance, but her looks didn't change much.

Feng Xingtong believed that he was familiar with the skills and secret techniques of all the sects, big and small, in the alien world, but this was the first time he had seen such a situation.

"It's a divine mask, but it doesn't have the changes that come with playing a god... How strange..."

"Could it be that...she is playing herself?"

"Wait, that face..." Feng Xingtong's eyes trembled, and he finally recognized the person in front of him.

His breathing stagnated slightly, and countless information flashed through his mind in an instant. Then he whispered to himself in disbelief: "It's Yan Yu!"

At this moment, the audience in the venue gradually realized the identity of the masked contestant in front of them.

Qiao Mei, who has recently become very popular in film and television!

She is a rising star in the entertainment industry. She not only has a sweet appearance and excellent acting skills, but also has gained countless fans with her low-key personality and unique temperament.

This little star, who quickly became famous, made her mark in various film and television productions and was dubbed the "national sister."

Cheers broke out from all directions, sweeping across the entire venue like a raging storm.

The male fans were especially excited, almost jumping up from the platform. They waved their hands and shouted crazily: "Qiao Mei!"

"Yan Yu, Yan Yu, look here!" Canglong, who was still eating snacks, threw away the things in his hand, took out his mobile phone and started taking pictures.

The person next to him rolled his eyes at him: "Where is your Linglong goddess?"

Zang Long wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth, turned his head and said: "This is my sister, how can they be the same!"

There were noises coming from outside the stadium, but the enthusiasm of the audience did not seem to affect Tianjin Wei San Xiao Taoyuan on the field.

The three brothers Liu, Guan and Zhang paid no attention to the commotion before them, and even smiled with disdain.

Zhang Cai looked at Yan Yu and sneered, "He's just an internet celebrity. Once he gets into this circle, he'll be beaten up anyway!"

Liu and Guan also looked disdainful and got ready to move forward.

But just as Zhang Cai was about to take action, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred to him.

Zhang Cai was stunned for a moment, as if he remembered something, and suddenly his expression froze.

The past flooded into his mind like a tide - the incident that happened in Qunling Mountain years ago, when three Quanxing masters were hung on trees and left dead for seven days, the cause and source seemed to be this girl.

"Yan?" Zhang Cai's lips trembled, and he instantly realized that something was wrong.

Cold sweat oozed from his forehead and his face suddenly turned pale. Then he slowly turned his head to look at his brother, trying to confirm his guess.

Liu and Guan looked at each other, and finally the three brothers' gazes turned to the audience and fell on Yan Huan, as if they were falling into an icy cave.

She is the sister of Witch King Yan Huan!
The three brothers were greatly shocked, and their original arrogance disappeared instantly. They looked at each other, with cold sweat dripping down their faces.

Zhang Cai said in a trembling voice: "Brother, what should we do? It seems like we have hit a wall."

Yan Yu stood in the middle of the field. Seeing that the three little peach gardens on the opposite side were motionless, a trace of impatience gradually appeared on his face, and he said coldly: "Do you want to fight or not?"

Liu Fang hurriedly replied with a smile: "Wait a minute, let's discuss countermeasures with the others." The three brothers were completely guilty at this time. They looked at each other and understood in their hearts:
If they dare to do that, even if they are just slightly scratched, they may be the ones hanging on the tree later.

Zhang Cai wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and muttered in a low voice: "Just surrender, this tough guy really can't be touched."

The three were about to raise their hands to signal the referee to admit defeat, but Yan Yu suddenly stopped them in a cold voice: "If you underestimate me, you will suffer."

Zhang Cai, Liu Fang and Guan Ling'er quickly waved their hands and said repeatedly, "No, no, really no! It's because we three know we are no match for him and we really don't dare to fight."

How is this looking down on you?
It's obvious that you are afraid of your brother!

The referee was getting impatient watching from the sidelines. He frowned and urged, "Are you going to fight or not?"

Guan Ling'er was completely panicked at this time, veins popped up on her forehead, and she couldn't help but yell at the referee: "What the hell! He's my idol, how can I hit him?"

He stamped his feet violently, pointed forward, and continued to shout: "How about you come down and fight with me for a few moves?"

The referee looked helpless, "Uh...what do you want?"

Zhang Cai said with a smile: "Then why bother to fight? We admit defeat, and we admit defeat so happily."

The Taoist priest cleared his throat and said loudly: "Armored Deer - Winner: Yan Yu!"

Roar!
The audience on the stage once again burst into deafening cheers.

Feng Xingtong leaned on one arm at the edge of the counter, looked down with interest, and chuckled, "I didn't expect it to end this way."

Zhang Chulan stood by, frowned slightly, and thought for a moment.

Suddenly, he remembered something and muttered in a low voice: "Come to think of it, isn't Yan Yu the cousin of the weirdo girl? So..."

His gaze turned to Yan Huan in the audience and saw another woman wearing a Wu Nuo mask next to Yan Huan.

That’s Yan Yue?

They are a family!
"The Yan family really lives up to their name." Zhang Chulan secretly sighed in his heart.

“Hahahaha!” Feng Xingtong glanced at Zhang Chulan and laughed heartily, “It’s amazing, right? But the entire alien circle is like this. This way of winning is not surprising.”

He then changed his tone and said seriously: "So, do you want to reconsider it? My father is still not giving up, and always wants to bring you into the Tianxiahui. Of course, it would be even better if you could become his son-in-law."

Zhang Chulan did not respond and continued to observe the battle silently.

The next few games went by without much surprise.

Zhang Lingyu from Tianshi Mansion defeated his opponent steadily, Sister Baoer won easily, and Feng Shayan also advanced smoothly.

However, Zhang Chulan knew very well that the goal of most contestants was nothing else but to obtain the "Qi Body Source", or to take it for themselves, or to see it for themselves. His current situation was extremely difficult.

"Now I can only gamble my life..." Zhang Chulan made a silent decision in his heart.

He glanced around, looking at the audience and the other contestants in the arena, and suddenly saw a yellow-haired man in a cloak.

Zhang Chulan showed a sly smile, walked closer to the yellow-haired man, and asked in a low voice: "Um...Brother, can I discuss something with you?"

The yellow-haired man looked confused, "Huh?"

……

In the competition field, the three opponents waited for a long time, but there was no sign of Zhang Chulan.

However, the three of them had already reached a tacit understanding that they would join forces to kill Zhang Chulan first, so they did not show too much anxiety.

"Please invite the contestants of Yi Baihu to enter the venue immediately!"

The Taoist priest in charge shouted over and over again, and his voice echoed in the venue.

Finally, at the entrance of the passage, a cloaked figure slowly walked out.

Zhang Chulan's eyes were cold and his steps were steady. Although his pace was not fast, his fierce aura could not be ignored.

In the stands, the audience whispered, "Is this the descendant of the Qi Body Origin?"

As soon as Zhang Chulan came on stage, he looked around and suddenly raised his head and said, "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west..."

"Grandpa, the strangers in the world betrayed you back then, and today I am here to avenge you."

The three opponents looked at each other in shock.

I don't understand, but it seems very powerful...

One of them spoke first: "Zhang Chulan, the entire alien world is spreading the legend of your 'Qi Body Origin', and we just want to see it for ourselves. Don't blame us, it's because you are so popular now."

Zhang Chulan sneered, his eyes full of disdain, and his tone was sharp: "You are indeed a weakling. Ants always need to huddle together for warmth."

As he spoke, his eyes were cold and he didn't take the opponent in front of him seriously at all.

The three of them were instantly enraged, anger burning in their hearts.

"You said we are ants!?"

Zhang Chulan said coldly again: "You are just ants, so you will never meet the strong. People like you are not worthy of my attention."

"The one I, Zhang Chulan, want to overthrow is the president of the Tianxia Association! The Ten Lords!"

He suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed toward the sky: "I want to overturn the sky!"

“Even if you are weak, you still have to keep moving forward. This way, there is still a chance of becoming stronger.”

"You are living like ants in a group now. Sooner or later, you will be eliminated by the ruthless alien world."

These words shocked the three of them, and they looked at Zhang Chulan in horror.

The blue-haired man was in the lead, angrily waving his arms to block the two people beside him, and said with a firm look in his eyes: "Zhang Chulan, your words really woke me up. I will challenge you today!"

Zhang Chulan sneered, sat cross-legged, and said proudly: "Don't insult me, don't insult the 'Qi Body Origin'."

"You need to figure out who is qualified to face one of the eight unique skills?"

It's you?

It's you?

Or you?
He pointed at the three people one by one, his tone full of contempt.

"It's me!!!" The three men could not bear the provocation and said in unison, and immediately started fighting.

The battle was fierce and the three men were covered in wounds. In the end, only the blue-haired man was still able to stand.

He looked at Zhang Chulan breathlessly, holding back the pain, and said with difficulty: "Am I qualified to face you now?"

Zhang Chulan shook his head gently and said calmly: "Bullying the injured is not fair. Go to the side and take a rest for a while."

"I won't do anything while you're recuperating. This is the dignity of the strong."

The blue-haired man was stunned for a moment, and a gratified smile appeared in his eyes: "You are really... I am beginning to like you a little bit."

He also sat cross-legged and began to regulate his breathing to recover, completely relaxing his guard.

However, at this moment, Zhang Chulan suddenly stood up, threw away his cloak, walked towards the referee, and asked with a smile: "Um...referee, is it okay for me to hit him now?"

The referee glanced at him coldly, not hiding his disgust: "No violation, but now I want to beat you!"

Ok?
The man opposite was stunned, obviously not expecting that the opponent he had just trusted would go back on his word.

He widened his eyes in disbelief: "Didn't we agree to take it easy? What about what you just said? What about the dignity of a strong man?"

Zhang Chulan showed a sunny smile, "How much is the dignity of a strong man worth? It's just a self-consoling rhetoric of a group of people who advocate violence. Real dignity is not so cheap that it can be flaunted at will."

"Okay, get down!" Zhang Chulan said, raised his foot and easily kicked the man away.

The referee's face was livid and he announced reluctantly, "Baihu Yi, the winner is Zhang Chulan."

Yan Yue on the stage was completely stunned, her eyes wide open, and she exclaimed: "This despicable, shameless, and unscrupulous villain, is he still the senior Chu Lan I know?"

Yan Huan shrugged helplessly and chuckled, "He has always been good at hiding things, but that's just who he is."

The invisible great meanness cannot shake the green lotus.

(End of this chapter)