Under one person: I am alone, and I dominate the world

Chapter 36 Zhang Chulan Shows His Attitude
Under the moonlit night sky, Zhang Chulan and Wang Ye sat on a stone, blowing in the late night wind.

Wang Ye said casually: "You can't sleep."

"Yes." Zhang Chulan nodded and said softly: "Master Wang, you haven't slept either. I didn't see you at the bonfire party tonight."

Wang Ye: "Yesterday, something went wrong in my practice, and I'm still cultivating. If I face Zhuge Qing tomorrow, I'll die."

Zhang Chulan was surprised and said: "I thought Daoist Wang had no desires, but I didn't expect that Luo Tian Dajiao's victory or defeat would be very important."

Wang Ye said: "How can there be a truly desireless person? There are many reasons for the desire to win or lose."

"Just like you, Zhang Chulan, why did you come to participate in the Luotian Dajiao? Why do you want to win?"

Zhang Chulan said bitterly: "Don't you all know that my grandfather died without knowing why, and he asked someone to leave me the old agricultural work of unknown origin, and was regarded as the source of the body by the alien world. "

"I came here to Longhu Mountain to find the answer with all my doubts, but the Heavenly Master insisted that I defeat the Luotian Dajiao before he would tell me."

As he spoke, he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "With my meager strength, I'm afraid I can only be a running companion."

Wang Ye frowned, "Zhang Chulan, you are not weak."

"On the contrary, you clearly have a power that is considered powerful among the younger generation, but you still like to hide yourself."

"You know, after spending the past few days with you, the feeling you give me is always a bit unreal, or in other words, there is a huge difference between your appearance and your heart."

Zhang Chulan's body shook, and the gaze that was originally looking up at Mingyue turned to look at Wang Ye's side face.

Wang Ye continued minding his own business: "No matter who you face, Zhang Chulan, you can always put on the most correct posture and make the most advantageous choice, walking on thin ice with caution, as if you are disguising yourself every moment."

"Aren't you tired?"

Zhang Chulan's pupils tightened, and the palms that were originally propped on the rock were bowed and clenched tightly. At this moment, a trace of the introverted Qi breath in his body leaked out uncontrollably, and a breeze blew up.

Wang Ye shook his head and said: "I don't know your past, but in my eyes, you don't have to be like this at the moment."

"Sometimes being bolder, more open, and frank, maybe the result is also very good, at least it will save a lot of unnecessary troubles."

"The old heavenly master is your master, and the real person in the early days is also your master. If I have these two people covering me, I'm afraid this tail will be up to the sky long ago. What are you afraid of?"

Zhang Chulan lowered her head and fell into a daze. The image of Zhang Taichu's harsh reprimand yesterday suddenly appeared in her heart.

On his side, Wang Ye yawned, stood up, brushed the dust from his buttocks with his sleeves, stretched and said: "Yesterday, I had a fortune telling, and I almost lost it, if not for it. Master Taichu, my life is not guaranteed."

"There are still many good people on Longhu Mountain, and there are also many people who care about you."

"You say so, Zhang Chulan."

After finishing speaking, Wang Ye flicked his sleeves again, walked towards the distance with that lazy pace, and quickly disappeared into the shadows.

Zhang Chulan, who had been sitting there, his eyes trembling, recalling Wang Ye's sudden conversation tonight.

And at the end, when the other party suddenly mentioned Taichu Zhenren, his mind was shocked and he immediately heard the profound meaning.

"Master—" Zhang Chulan murmured, raised her head, looked at the bright moon and stars, and was speechless for a long time.

-

The moon sets and the sun rises, and a new day arrives.

It also indicates that the Luo Tian Dajiao will start on the third day of the competition.

Outside the martial arts arena, there were constant streams of people coming from all directions, some of them were hungover in the bonfire, and some of them had no sleep all night.

But without exception, their faces are full of energy, especially the contestants who have reached this step are full of excitement, just waiting to show their skills.

Zhang Taichu, who had practiced Xuantian Qi for a whole night, got up early, called his disciple Zhang Lingyu, and walked all the way to the martial arts field.

But during this process, he was keenly aware that something was wrong with Zhang Lingyu.

"Disciple, did something happen to you last night?" Zhang Taichu, who was walking in front, asked casually.

"Ah?" Zhang Lingyu, who was immersed in memories, came back to his senses, paused, and couldn't help but said: "Master, was my performance so obvious?"

Zhang Taichu said cheerfully: "You boy, since you went out, you have lowered your head and blushed, but it's not like you have written all your thoughts on your face."

Hearing this, Zhang Lingyu blushed even more, and in the end she could only hesitantly tell the whole story of what happened last night.

Zhang Taichu, who understood the cause and effect, had a strange smile on his face, and then he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, let me tell you, you have a talent for dancing, and you are worthy of being my disciple of Zhang Taichu." Zhang Taichu said with joy after regaining his composure.

Zhang Lingyu's hands hidden in the Taoist robe were tightened, her cheeks under her white hair were already flushed, and even her walking posture seemed awkward.

Seeing this, Zhang Taichu said cheerfully: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It's better to enjoy it alone than to enjoy it with everyone. Isn't it wonderful that you call it "having fun with everyone"."

"I'll wait until my teacher takes you down the mountain to practice a few more times, and you'll get used to it."

When Zhang Lingyu heard this, her body stiffened and she wrinkled into a bitter face.

"Ah! And next time?!"

-

As the competition began, many people sat densely in the auditorium of the martial arts arena.

At this stage of the competition, those who can stay are all good people, but there is one player who is a pure accident in the hearts of everyone.

"This Zhang Chulan actually managed to get through to this day!"

"Damn it, don't shake Bilian!"

"Don't worry, everyone, his opponent today is Tang Wenlong of the Tang Sect. He is not a master who will be fooled!"

"Zhang Chulan met Tang Wenlong today, and he deserved it, bah!"

"Made, I bet all my wealth on Zhang Chulan's defeat!"

When it was Zhang Chulan's round of competition, the style of painting in the auditorium changed, and the noisy voices were all questioning and reprimanding.

Zhang Taichu and Zhang Lingyu sat on one side of the seats, just watching this scene silently.

In such an atmosphere, Zhang Chulan, who was wearing universal work clothes, put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked onto the scene.

Opposite him was Tang Wenlong who was tall and not easy to provoke.

"Haha, Zhang Chulan, did you hear that? Everyone in the audience is telling you to get lost." A sarcastic smile appeared on Tang Wenlong's lips, feeling that he already had a chance to win.

Zhang Chulan was speechless, as if he hadn't heard this.

That serious and calm expression was even more different from the exaggerated and pretentious expression he showed two days ago.

After walking to the arena, he began to glance around the auditorium. After seeing the Zhang Taichu he was looking for, his body froze, but he did not avoid his gaze.

Instead, he lowered his hands and bowed in the direction of Zhang Taichu.

"Master Taichu, I will show the attitude you want to see."

Zhang Chulan whispered.

(End of this chapter)