One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"Although the lines were a bit clichéd and a little overdone, the look in his eyes, the way he lifted his hat, the rhythm of his pauses... he got it right."

"It has the same style I had back then."

“Look at those three opponents, they’ve already been intimidated by this domineering aura. They’re scared before the battle even begins. Chu Lan has won this first step.”

On the arena.

Zhang Chulan's three opponents were indeed stunned.

One of the Tang Clan experts, named Tang Tong, had his brows furrowed and a fine layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

He stared intently at Zhang Chulan, who was still striking a pose, a storm raging within him:

"What...what kind of aura is this?!"

"What arrogance!"

"Zhang Chulan...didn't the intelligence say he was just a cunning rogue? How can he have such an amazing aura?"

"Has he been hiding his true abilities all along? Is this his real face? That look in his eyes, which regards all living beings as ants... it's definitely not an act!"

"Our levels of sophistication... are not even on the same level!"

The other two also swallowed hard. Their initial "this is an easy target" mentality instantly collapsed, replaced by a sense of tension as they faced a peerless master.

"Everyone, be careful."

Tang Tong said in a deep voice, "This person... is unfathomable! We must not be careless! Attack together!"

"superior!!"

Without further hesitation, the three of them roared simultaneously, trying to dispel the oppressive feeling in their hearts with their shouts.

Tang Tong made the first move, his poisonous energy surging as several bone-piercing nails, coated with potent poison, transformed into a cold gleam, aiming straight for Zhang Chulan's vital acupoints.

The other two also used their own methods, one wielding a knife and the other throwing punches, blocking all of Zhang Chulan's escape routes.

This offensive was ruthless and cunning, definitely aimed at crippling the person.

The spectators in the stands held their breath.

"Oh no, Zhang Chulan overdid it with his bravado, he's going to get a beating now."

"Three against one, how are we supposed to dodge?"

however.

Faced with this overwhelming attack.

Zhang Chulan, who was at the center of the storm, suddenly smiled.

It was a... genuine, powerful, confident laugh.

"hide?"

"If it were yesterday, I might have been jumping around like a monkey, relying on shamelessness to win against you."

"But today..."

Zhang Chulan remembered that quiet room yesterday.

The words spoken by the young clerk in the skull hoodie when he pointed a finger at his forehead.

"Call me 'Master,' and I'll mend the sky if it falls."

"Don't embarrass me."

"The advisor is watching..."

Zhang Chulan muttered to himself, and deep in his eyes, a pure, no longer murky white lightning suddenly blazed brightly!

"Golden Light Mantra... Activate!"

Om-! ! !

There were no fancy moves, no unnecessary words.

A golden light, like a blazing sun, suddenly erupted in the center of the arena!

The golden light was no longer a thin layer of protective energy, but a fluid that was so dense that it was impossible to look directly at it.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

Tang Tong's bone-piercing nail struck the golden light, producing a crisp, metallic clang, and then...

He was sent flying!

Not even a white mark was left!

The other two men's knives and fists struck as if they had hit an impenetrable wall, causing their hands to split open and them to fly backward with screams.

"what?!"

Tang Tong was shocked and tried to back away, but then he saw a hand reaching out from within the golden light.

A hand wrapped in white lightning.

"Is this all you've done?"

Zhang Chulan's voice came from within the golden light, tinged with disappointment:

"too weak."

"Since that's the case... let's end it here."

"Palm Thunder - Little White Serpent!!"

Crackle!

The "little white worm" that was supposed to be treacherous and cunning, only able to move close to the ground, has now transformed into a roaring white thunder dragon in Zhang Chulan's hands!

That was the true Yang Five Thunder after being purified from innate thunder essence!

Fierce and powerful!

overbearing!

boom!!

The white lightning instantly engulfed the three of them.

There were no screams, only a tremendous roar and blinding white light.

When the light fades.

On the stage, only one person remained standing.

Zhang Chulan maintained his one-handed thrusting posture, his cloak fluttering wildly under the surge of lightning energy.

And at his feet.

Tang Tong and the other two were already charred black, foaming at the mouth, lying neatly on the ground, still twitching occasionally.

Sold out instantly.

A true instant kill.

The entire room fell silent.

It was even quieter than when Zhang Chulan was reciting his lines.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, as if looking at a monster.

Is this Zhang Chulan?

Is this guy shameless?

This guy is clearly a god of war!

"call……"

Zhang Chulan put away the lightning and gently tidied his hair, which wasn't messed up.

He turned around without even glancing at his three defeated opponents.

Instead, he raised his head and looked precisely at the high platform.

I looked at the energetic young man in tight clothes, who was crossing his legs.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

Zhang Chulan grinned, revealing an extremely bright smile, and silently mouthed the following:

"Master, you haven't embarrassed yourself, have you?"

On the high platform.

Zhang Tianyi looked down at his proud and arrogant grandson, and the smile on his face gradually widened.

"Good lad."

He clapped his hands and turned to the old Celestial Master and Tian Jinzhong, saying:

"See that? This is a seed from our Zhang family."

"Although that big-eared thief lived a miserable life, like a rat crossing the street."

"But his grandson..."

Zhang Tianyi pointed at Zhang Chulan, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes:

"That arrogance, that flamboyant attitude of never being modest once you have the ability..."

"He's exactly like me back then."

The old celestial master glanced at him and said leisurely:

"That's right. If Huaiyi were alive, he would probably be furious to see this. He hid it his whole life, and then his grandson turned into this after you took care of him for just one day."

"but……"

The old master glanced at Zhang Chulan, who was being cheered for below, and then at the energetic young man in a tight-fitting suit beside him.

"Although Chu Lan is arrogant, he is still too inexperienced."

"Compared to you, junior brother..."

The old celestial master sighed, his tone tinged with helplessness and irony: