One person: Twelve talismans, starting by beating up the old Celestial Master.

Chapter 53 If you're not satisfied, I'll fight all of you.

Seeing that his opponent had voluntarily conceded defeat, Zhang Lingfeng dusted off his Taoist robe and then bowed to Qi Ziye.

"Miss Qi is too kind."

The referee then announced that Zhang Lingfeng was the winner.

After the duel ended, Zhang Lingfeng once again donned his signature sunny smile and left.

The following matches were naturally not as exciting as Zhang Lingfeng's earlier battles; everyone was discussing how perfectly Zhang Lingfeng used his "Banlan Chui" (a powerful, precise, and powerful strike).

Wang Ye was also watching the game from the sidelines.

It's clear that Zhang Lingfeng's techniques were likely influenced by his master, Daoist Yunlong.

"Oh, what a pity about that girl."

"If she hadn't encountered Master Ling Feng, she could have easily made it into the top ten."

But that's just fate.

After Wang Ye finished speaking calmly, he stretched and yawned.

Because the next match is against Iron Monkey.

At this moment, Zhang Chulan smiled and cheered with Wang Ye.

"Keep it up, Master Wang! I have high hopes for you!"

After all, Wang was one of the few people who were willing to talk to him and got along with him relatively well.

Wang Ye chuckled at this.

"Don't worry, I won't lose."

"As for you, your duel is almost here too, yet you don't seem to be in any hurry at all."

Hearing this, Zhang Chulan chuckled and scratched his head.

"Well, sometimes being nervous won't help."

Wang Ye gave him a deep look, but didn't say anything more, and then strolled into his own competition venue.

To be honest, Zhang Chulan felt a little guilty under Wang Ye's gaze.

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Zhang Lingfeng was confidently leading Lu Linglong by the hand into a competition venue, watching the competition unfolding below.

Lu Linglong was somewhat curious

"That's Tang Wenlong from the Tang Clan, right? His protective poison barrier is indeed troublesome once he activates it."

"You think he's more promising?"

Hearing this, Zhang Lingfeng shook his head.

"I'm not interested in Tang Wenlong; I'm waiting for the next battle between Zhang Chulan and Shan Shitong."

Hearing this, Lu Linglong smiled.

"It seems you still care about your little nephew quite a bit."

"Speaking of which, after the competition ends, my great-grandfather, your master, and Uncle Tian all want to see him."

Zhang Lingfeng simply snorted in response.

"After all, he learned the martial arts of my Longhu Mountain sect, and his grandfather is my master's junior brother. It's normal for Uncle Tian and the others to want to see him."

"I don't care about this kid, I just want to see how good he is."

"You know, in the last game, this guy cheated and beat those three idiots."

Zhang Lingfeng paused at this point.

"Those three are useless, but this Shan Shitong is not."

"Although he's not strong, he still gave me a glimpse into Zhang Chulan's level."

The two sat in the audience chatting, while the battle below was nearing its end.

Tang Wenlong's opponent was poisoned and paralyzed, so he chose to surrender immediately.

Tang Wenlong has thus won.

The next match is Zhang Chulan vs. Shan Shitong.

Zhang Chulan strolled in, a cigarette dangling from his lips and his hands in his pockets.

But after a long time, Shan Shitong was nowhere to be seen.

At this point, the audience was getting impatient, and they were all asking where Shan Shitong had gone.

Especially the blue-haired guy who got tricked yesterday, he angrily shouted Shan Shitong's name.

Lu Linglong looked at Zhang Lingfeng beside her with some confusion.

"Strange, where did that Qingfu Shendan Shitong go?"

"Could it be an upset stomach?"

Zhang Lingfeng curled his lips.

"Who knows? If the other side doesn't show up soon, then this match will have to be declared a forfeit."

Little did they know

Actually, Zhang Chulan had already fought Shan Shitong last night.

Or was it a one-sided game being played?

Of course, it was Shan Shitong who was being fooled.

Even after sealing Zhang Chulan's pulse points with talismans, he still couldn't defeat him.

The other party even kindly pointed out the problem with me.

This dealt a heavy blow to Shan Shih-Tung.

I might as well not come today.

After all, he couldn't do anything to his opponent last night when they weren't playing seriously; if they were really facing him, wouldn't he be completely defeated?

Zhang Chulan naturally understood Shan Shitong's thoughts; the other party was a smart man.

He just stood there leisurely smoking, which infuriated the audience.

Seeing that Shan Shitong was still nowhere to be seen, the referee had no choice but to announce that Zhang Chulan was the winner of the match.

This prompted the audience to erupt in angry shouts, accusing Zhang Chulan of being shameless and of rigging the game.

Zhang Chulan didn't care about any of that. After finishing his cigarette, he put one hand in his pocket and prepared to leave.

Just then, the blue-haired guy who had been tricked by him yesterday finally couldn't take it anymore and jumped onto the field.

"Zhang Chulan, what shameless methods did you use?"

"I don't accept the result of this match, I want to play a game with you!"

These words drew cheers from many viewers, but Zhang Lingfeng's face darkened upon hearing them.

He would absolutely not allow anyone to break the rules of the competition, even though he also disliked Zhang Chulan.

Just as the blue-haired guy threw a punch, two figures appeared in front of him one after the other.

Zhang Lingfeng arrived first, followed by the referee.

When Zhang Chulan saw Zhang Lingfeng arrive, he couldn't help but swallow hard.

He could act tough in front of these guys, but he wouldn't dare to act tough in front of this guy.

He has a strong intuition

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If I dare to act disrespectfully in front of him, he will definitely slap me without hesitation.

He immediately changed his lazy demeanor, stood up straight, and bowed to him.

"Little Uncle"

Not only him, but the referee also bowed when he saw that it was Uncle Ling Feng coming down to the arena.

"Greetings, Uncle-Master Ling Feng"

The blue-haired guy's fist froze in mid-air, his body drenched in cold sweat, a far cry from his earlier righteous indignation.

With Zhang Lingfeng standing in front of them at over 1.8 meters tall, he exuded a strong sense of intimidation.

"What did you just say? You don't accept the result of this match?"

"Since Shan Shitong isn't here, according to the rules, Zhang Chulan has won."

"Excuse me, is there a problem with this?"

"Or are you just not convinced?"

At this point, he couldn't help but raise his voice.

"Or is it that none of you accept the judgment of my Celestial Master's Mansion?!"

"If anyone disagrees, then step forward and fight me."

At this point, Zhang Lingfeng stretched out his hands.

He pointed at them with his right index finger and at the field with his left index finger.

"If any of you are not satisfied, you are welcome to come at me all at once. I'm standing right here."

"I'll fight you all!!"

Everyone fell silent after those words were spoken.

They knew the name of this Master Lingfeng; he was the peerless master of both jade and wind arts from the Celestial Master's Mansion, and had once single-handedly routed a group of Quanxing demons who fled in terror.

Moreover, everyone witnessed his battle yesterday against three Taoist priests from the Maoshan Shangqing Talisman School.

His ability to use talismans alone already hints at the level of a grandmaster, doesn't it?!