He's alone, but he's a tomb raider!

Early the next morning.

"Nothing happened last night, right?"

As he pulled up his pants, Zhang Chulan said in a deep voice.

He intended to use that deep voice to intimidate others and make his dark past disappear.

Unfortunately, while Lu Linglong and the others, who knew they were in the wrong, were able to hold their tongues, some people clearly didn't want to!

"yes!"

After lighting a cigarette and taking a deep drag, Xu Si wore a playful expression.

"It's just birdwatching under the moon, nothing serious. But you're forcing everyone to watch you play the 'chicken to phoenix' card. Do you know how many times you ruined it last night?"

"Stop talking!"

With his arm draped over Zhang Chulan's shoulder, Xu Si continued.

"Young man, relax. Who hasn't been young?"

However, walking your bird around at the Celestial Master's Mansion—you're the first person in history to do that!

Zang Long: "Zhang Chulan, you will definitely become a legend in the world of supernatural beings. I believe in you!"

Seemingly recalling something terrifying, Zhang Chulan swallowed hard despite his fear and spoke cautiously.

"You...you didn't take any photos, did you?"

"No, we would never do something so despicable..."

Phew~ thankfully, these bastards are still human.

Unfortunately, he couldn't hold on for more than three seconds before Zang Long gave Zhang Chulan a thumbs up and his expression changed.

"It's being recorded!"

"You fat bastard, I'll kill you, you beast!"

"Okay, okay~"

Xu Si patted him on the shoulder, suppressing a laugh.

"You became famous overnight, and now the entire world of supernatural beings knows that you are shameless."

Stop arguing with Zang Long. Their matches are almost over, but yours aren't.

Hurry up and get ready, the round of 18 to 9 is about to begin.

Your opponent this time is no pushover!

Zhang Chulan pulled up his pants with a look of utter despair.

The alcohol was drunk last night, and the loss of face was today.

It may be embarrassing, but the competition still has to go on.

The competition is divided into eighteen to nine rounds. Those who make it to this round are all highly skilled and there are no more slackers.

Every match is a true clash of titans.

When Zhang Chulan arrived at the arena and saw the list of participants on the bulletin board, his heart sank to the bottom.

The opponent in this match is Tang Wenlong, the leader of the younger generation of the Tang Clan!

Of course, that's not the worst of it. According to the roster, if he can win this match...

In the next round, if he doesn't get a bye, Zhang Chulan will most likely face Zhuge Qing from the Wuhou faction!

Recalling Zhuge Qing's previous performance, Zhang Chulan couldn't help but feel a bitter expression on his face.

"That thing is practically a demigod! How the hell am I supposed to fight it?!"

Xu Si: "Hehe, don't even think about Zhuge Qing yet. Do you think Tang Wenlong is some simple character this time?"

Tang Sect!

He is known in the world of supernatural beings for his hidden weapons, poisons, and assassinations.

Their methods are ruthless and impossible to guard against!

Tang Wenlong, as the number one among the younger generation of the Tang Clan, possesses unfathomable cultivation and is considered one of the favorites to win this year's Luo Tian Grand Ceremony.

If it were any other opponent, Zhang Chulan would probably have used tricks or hidden his strength to win the match secretly.

But when it came to Tang Wenlong... he really couldn't stand it.

After all, based on the information he obtained from Xu Xiang.

His grandfather, Zhang Huaiyi, died from the Dan Shi attack of Yang Lie, the leader of the Tang Clan.

Dan Shi, the Tang Clan's most advanced assassination technique, is incurable and leads to a painful death.

A so-called "Eight Extraordinary Techniques" led to his grandfather spending most of his life in hiding, ultimately resulting in his death from the torment of being devoured by the pill.

Zhang Chulan has always kept this blood feud in his heart.

Now that the Tang Clan members are standing in front of him, how could he possibly remain calm?

Therefore, at the beginning of the match, Tang Wenlong originally thought that Zhang Chulan would resort to some underhanded tricks and schemes, just like in the previous matches.

So I didn't pay too much attention to it, and just made a tentative move.

At this moment, Tang Wenlong was still preparing for tomorrow's competition and did not take Zhang Chulan, this clown, seriously at all.

To Tang Wenlong's utter surprise, Zhang Chulan went all out right from the start!

The Golden Light Mantra protects the body, and the Five Yang Thunders roar!

Like a wild horse unleashed, Zhang Chulan, filled with rage, launched a fierce attack on Tang Wenlong with overwhelming force!

The power of Yang Wu Lei far exceeded Tang Wenlong's expectations. Its extremely strong and yang thunderous power was just right to suppress the Tang Clan's yin and soft protective poisonous miasma.

Tang Wenlong responded hastily, but suffered repeated defeats.

When skill levels are roughly equal, one goes all out, while the other is caught off guard and hastily responds.

The outcome is self-evident.

In just over ten rounds, Tang Wenlong was blasted off the stage by Zhang Chulan's palm strike.

The entire room fell silent!

Everyone stared in disbelief at Zhang Chulan, who was panting heavily on the stage, his eyes burning with rage.

Is this... is this still the same Zhang Chulan who wins by underhanded means and has no shame?

That strength is terrifying!

But if someone has such strength, why did he act so pathetically before?

Pretending to be weak to fool others?

What era are we living in? Still doing this kind of thing?!

"This is the only match I have to win, Grandpa, you see!"

Ignoring the discussions below the stage, Zhang Chulan merely glanced coldly at Tang Wenlong, who was being carried off, before turning and walking off the stage.

……

However, compared to Zhang Chulan's explosive and unexpected victory over Tang Wenlong...

Qin Yun was more optimistic about the upcoming match between Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing.

A lot actually happened last night.

Besides Zhang Chulan walking his bird under the moon and the sand swallow "eating chicken".

After the competition roster was released, Wang Ye didn't sit idle either.

As a way of relieving the old master's burden, Wang Ye secretly met with Zhang Zhiwei last night and even had a friendly exchange with the old master using the Feng Hou Qi Men method.

As a result, he was instantly killed by the old master with a single basic attack.

Handing over the entire blue bar only stunned the old master for a moment.

Even so, among the younger generation, Wang Ye's methods are already quite remarkable.

It should be noted that even figures of the Ten Elders level might not be able to withstand a single move from the Old Celestial Master.

Before cultivating the Reverse Life Profound Heaven and breaking through the third level of Reverse Life, even Lu Jin couldn't withstand a slap from Zhang Zhiwei, let alone the ordinary Ten Elders.

The old Celestial Master was a man of principle. Having received a favor from Wang Ye, he held this young Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain in even higher regard.

……

Because of Zhuge Qing's influence, there were still many spectators today, and the area around the stadium was packed with people, even more lively than when Zhuge Qing played against Hong Bin yesterday.

However, this takes into account the subsequent actions of Nadutong Company.

Liu Yanyan, Lao Hu, and Fatty all went to a meeting and didn't come along.

Those who appeared beside Qin Yun today were Feng Xingtong and Feng Shayan, whose injuries had healed but whose legs and feet were suddenly becoming somewhat inconvenient.

There is one thing that Qin Yun did have a preconceived notion about.

In the original story, Feng Shayan casually tossed out eight hundred yuan, and Qin Yun assumed she was a wealthy woman who frequented clubs.

That's why when making demands before, I asked the other party to get a silver tattoo to test their strength; I didn't think it was a big deal.

But after trying it himself, Qin Yun realized that this was also the first time for Fengshayan.

The reason he threw money at Jia Zhengliang was simply to leave quickly and cover up his panic.

As for why there was no bleeding...

People who exercise a lot would have torn their skin when they were young, so it's normal that they don't bleed.

Today, Feng Shayan wasn't dressed in a thunderous outfit; instead, she changed into a refreshing tracksuit and followed beside Qin Yun.

She would steal glances at Qin Yun's profile every now and then, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

Feng Xingtong looked around excitedly, full of anticipation for the duel between the successor of Wuhou Qimen and the Wudang Taoist.

"Brother Qin, who do you think will win?" Feng Xingtong couldn't help but ask.