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Compared to the other contestants' various methods, Zhang Chulan chose the most unassuming approach, silently climbing over the ropes hanging on both sides of the cliff.

He first tested the rope to see if it was strong, and then carefully hung himself on it, moving step by step toward the other side.

Feng Baobao and others used a similar method, all using this rope.

"Xiao Zhou, let's go!" Xu Si, who was on the rope, shouted when he saw Zhou Fengliu still on the other side.

Zhou Fengliu, on the other hand, leisurely assembled the greatsword and the Thousand-Blade Slaughtering Blade. He gripped the hilts with both hands, and with the aid of the two flying blades, he took off.

"Holy crap...he's cheating." Zhang Chulan, who was wriggling around, saw Zhou Fengliu fly over his head and couldn't help but say, "Brother Liu, give me a ride, Brother Liu."

Before he could finish speaking, a little imp playing with an eagle appeared in mid-air, stepped on Feng Baobao's foot, and used the momentum to fly to the other side.

With that step, Feng Baobao lost her balance. Fortunately, she grabbed the rope; otherwise, she would have fallen straight off the cliff.

"Sister Bao'er..." Zhang Chulan panicked a little, but he couldn't help Feng Baobao at this moment.

"I'm fine," Feng Baobao said, holding the rope with one hand.

As soon as Zhou Fengliu reached the other side, he saw Feng Baobao hanging on a rope, making her way to the other side with a superb posture.

"As expected of Sister Bao'er, she has strong arms," ​​Zhou Fengliu said.

"Oh? It's alright." Feng Baobao scratched her head with one hand.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be modest now!"

Hearing Feng Baobao still so relaxed, Zhang Chulan made a sarcastic remark, then shouted to Zhou Fengliu, "Brother Liu, help Sister Bao'er... it's too dangerous."

Hearing this, Zhou Fengliu didn't say much. He controlled the Thousand Blades and the Great Sword to fly over. Feng Baobao grabbed the hilts of the two swords and then took off into the air.

"Wow... I can fly now!"

Feng Baobao was surprised to see Zhang Chulan and the others gradually shrink. Before she could finish her surprise, a red-haired man next to her appeared to float in mid-air.

The two looked at each other, and Feng Baobao said blankly, "What a coincidence, you can fly too?"

"..." The red-haired man didn't speak. He just glanced at the two flying blades in Feng Baobao's hand, and then at Zhou Fengliu, who was controlling the flying blades on the other side.

"Judging by these skills... you must be the artifact wielder from Na Du Tong. I'm from the west, my name is Jia Zhengliang."

The red-haired man slowly floated in front of Zhou Fengliu, looking down at him with an air of superiority.

"I have a good-for-nothing older brother. I heard that he was beaten into a state of incapacity by a manipulator from the All-Knowing Sect during the World War. It must be you, right?"

“Uh…” Zhou Fengliu raised an eyebrow slightly upon hearing the voice. Looking at the man in front of him, he suddenly thought of Jia Zhengyu of the World Society.

"What? You want to avenge him?"

"Hmm." Jia Zhengliang nodded and then said, "Although he's trash, he's still my older brother. I'm looking forward to fighting you at the conference... in front of everyone... to avenge that idiot."

Okay, okay...

The fight hasn't even started yet.

That's how an enemy was created.

As Zhou Fengliu watched Jia Zhengliang leave, he felt a little melancholy. He had only gone to earn some extra money and hadn't hurt Jia Zhengyu, so how did Jia Zhengyu become someone who couldn't take care of himself?

And what's with this chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) younger brother?

"Brother Liu, do you have a grudge against him?"

Just as Zhou Fengliu was talking to Jia Zhengliang, Zhang Chulan climbed over at some point and, after dusting off his hands, asked Zhou Fengliu a question.

"Don't you think...he looks a little familiar?"

"Familiar?" Zhang Chulan thought for a moment, and the image of the Western Artifact Master he had met at Tianxia that night suddenly flashed through his mind.

"It seems a bit..."

...

"Tsk tsk tsk... Little Zhou is in trouble now."

After Xu Si reached the other side, he lit a cigarette. He said that the people of Jiajia Village were not easy to mess with, especially this Jia Zhengliang, who was said to be able to control twelve throwing knives at a young age.

"That's awesome?" Zhang Chulan gasped upon hearing this. "What if I run into him... wouldn't he turn me into a leaky mess?"

"Don't be afraid, just bury him." Feng Baobao had just landed when she heard Zhang Chulan say this, and silently made a mental note of the red-haired man from earlier.

"Sister Bao'er...you can't say that...all the employees at Nadutong are decent people."

...

After a moment.

Zhang Chulan stared into thought as he looked at the building in front of him, which resembled an ancient Roman arena.

"There's a place like this in the back mountains?"

"Hello everyone... Oh, my brother-in-law is here too!" Before Zhang Chulan could finish his exclamation, the Feng siblings walked over and Feng Xingtong greeted Zhou Fengliu warmly.

"Brother-in-law? Huh?"

Upon hearing this title, Zhang Chulan raised an eyebrow. He glanced at Feng Shayan and then at Zhou Fengliu:

"Brother Liu...you really gave in? You've taken advantage of this gigolo...and now you're doing it?"

"Get lost." Zhou Fengliu corrected the strange address, and then pointed at Feng Xingtong: "You kid, don't talk nonsense. If you keep talking nonsense and we run into each other, you'll definitely be in trouble."

"..." After being warned by Zhou Fengliu, Feng Xingtong chuckled, slightly embarrassed: "Ah, I didn't expect that you, Big Brother, would also participate..."

Feng Xingtong had a strong will to survive, and he changed his story incredibly quickly.

Of course.

Feng Xingtong said this was not cowardice.

This comes from the heart.

Seeing that he couldn't get any good fruit from Zhou Fengliu, Feng Xingtong turned his attention to Zhang Chulan. His enthusiastic attitude made Zhang Chulan feel flattered.

"Have we met before?" Zhang Chulan indicated that it seemed to be the first time he had met Feng Xingtong.

"Here you are, Feng Xingtong. Of course, you probably haven't heard of me before, since I'm still a beginner in the world of supernatural beings. But... you must have met my father."

Feng Xingtong paused for a moment before speaking:

“My father is Feng Zhenghao. You two met him not long ago.”

"..."

Feng Xingtong was enthusiastically building rapport with Zhang Chulan, while Zhou Fengliu chatted with Feng Shayan for a while.

"I never expected you to participate in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony... Is it for the Tongtian Talisman?" Feng Shayan, dressed in a tight-fitting training uniform, asked Zhou Fengliu.

...

P.S.: Wow, so many people! I'm asking for some free gifts!

Chapter 51 Zhou Fengliu: You tricked me? Then I'll definitely trick you back! (First Update)

"The Heavenly Talisman? Of course not." Zhou Fengliu said that the Eight Extraordinary Techniques were all hot potatoes, too eye-catching.

"So...you're here to claim the position of Celestial Master?"

"That's a bit ridiculous. I'm here to get paid to work..." Zhou Fengliu said. "You know... I'm actually quite short of money."

"I don't know what you do all day... you're so short of money." Feng Shayan complained to Zhou Fengliu.

“Hey, you don’t understand.” Zhou Fengliu shook his head, then, as if remembering something, added:

"By the way, don't let your brother call me 'brother-in-law' anymore, it makes it seem like we're having an affair."

“I’ve told him several times that the child is too old to be controlled,” Feng Shayan said, adding that she had emphasized this to Feng Xingtong many times.

...

"Contestants, please assemble." Just then, the announcement came over the loudspeaker, and everyone headed towards the assembly point.

Led by Feng Xingtong, Zhang Chulan arrived at the meeting point. Looking at the many experts from the world of supernatural beings in his field of vision, Zhang Chulan swallowed hard.

“Brother Chu Lan, if you want to stand out in this selection, the biggest obstacle might still be these two guys in front of you... plus your teammates beside you.” Feng Xing Tong pointed to the two people meeting in the center not far away.

"On one side is Zhuge Qing, a descendant of Zhuge Liang, and on the other side is Zhang Lingyu, a high-ranking official from the Celestial Master's Mansion. Both are very prestigious figures. In addition, there's your elder brother behind you, my dear brother-in-law, who recently single-handedly captured Zhou Fengliu, one of the Three Madmen of the Quanxing Sect..."

"These are the three mountains that stand before you."

Hearing Feng Xingtong's introduction, Zhou Fengliu, who came up from behind, frowned: "What did you just say?"

"Ah..." Hearing Zhou Fengliu's voice, Feng Xingtong scratched his head: "Big brother! Let me explain the obstacle in front of us to Brother Chu Lan. Look... how powerful those two are."

"Oh? Is that so?"

"Of course." Feng Xingtong chuckled.

"Speaking of which... you're really amazing, you seem to know almost everyone here." Zhang Chulan remarked that Feng Xingtong's intelligence gathering was incredibly thorough.

"Haha, I might not be that good at superpowers, but when it comes to gathering intelligence, I'm definitely a master."

"Don't speak too confidently!"

Just as Feng Xingtong was selling his melons and praising his own wares, a fat man wearing square glasses and eating fried chicken legs walked over from not far away.

"Curly, the key to information gathering is focusing on the important things, you know? Gathering everything like this is just amateurish. Your information gathering efficiency is even worse than the old lady who sells popsicles downstairs from my house."