From Jiu Shu's world

Chapter 433 Warlock
After one night, no one knew what happened in the old Tianshi's house.

The quarter-final match has also begun in full swing. The first match is the duel between Bilian Zhang Chulan and Tangmen Tang Wenlong.

Before the match started, the auditorium was already full of noise and shouting. Shan Shitong appeared after the match yesterday.

But no matter whether it was the troublemaker or the referee from Longhushan, he did not reveal any news about his disappearance yesterday.

The good-natured ones and the angry ones don't think it's a big deal. Although they couldn't ask any news, they turned around and began to spread rumors, saying that Zhang Chulan's methods were despicable. Not only did he imprison Shan Shitong, but he also threatened him not to tell the truth.

For a moment, the crowd was furious, and everyone thought Zhang Chulan was a black-hearted, shameless bastard. As soon as he entered the arena, the audience's scolding never stopped.

Zhang Chulan was wearing overalls and stood in the field with a very abnormal expression, without the hippie smile of the past.

His opponent today is someone from the Tang Sect.

Fourteen years ago, in that unknown forest, his grandfather Zhang Huaiyi had a duel with an old man from the Tang Sect, and he was killed by the alchemy in his body and died in the forest.

Zhang Chulan had hatred in his heart, not only hated the Tang Sect, but also had resentment in his heart. After more than ten years of forbearance, whether it was humiliation or grievance, when he met Tang Wenlong at this time, he seemed not to intend to bear it any longer.

As soon as Tang Wenlong entered the stage, his expression was faintly disdainful, and he said: "Hurry up and end it, there are still several games to come, I don't want to waste time."

"Hehe, what a coincidence, Brother Tang, I thought so too."

A smile appeared on Zhang Chulan's calm face, but this smile surprised Tang Wenlong on the opposite side.

How dare this scoundrel in front of him say such a thing.

What is his reliance?
Thinking subconsciously in her mind, she was absent-minded for a moment, and suddenly Zhang Chulan in front of her moved.

The figure is so fast that it almost disappears.

But faster than Zhang Chulan was a white thunder that shot out.

Like a silver snake, piercing the space.

In an instant, it hit Tang Wenlong's chest.

Zhang Chulan got the teaching of Henry Zhang, and Lei Fa's understanding improved to a higher level.

The yang thunder came, not only because the qi in his body was mobilizing.

When he shot out, he absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, and his speed increased by three points. Although Tang Wenlong wanted to avoid it, he could dodge there.

Tang Wenlong's chest was scorched black, and he flew upside down.

Zhang Chulan, who rushed out quickly, was behind him at this time, grabbing his neck.

The thunder light surged on his body, and the surrounding spiritual energy poured in, and a lavender thunder light rushed to Tang Wenlong's body.

The light burst out, and the smell of burning began to spread.

In an instant, Tang Wenlong lost his ability to fight.

"How is this possible!"

"How could Zhang Chulan not want Bilian?"

"Cheating, it must be cheating!"

The audience was quiet for a moment, and suddenly they all shouted, and the chaotic shouts were much louder than when they entered the arena.

Except for a few people who fell into silence, more people were red-faced as if they had personally encountered the shady scene, and the insult deepened.

Zhang Chulan's eyes swept away, and his eyes were full of sneers. These people just couldn't see people who were considered inferior to them suddenly surpassing them.

"Hey, brother referee, am I winning?"

Zhang Chulan threw Tang Wenlong on the ground casually, turned her head and asked the referee.

Although he played heavily, he controlled it properly and did not hurt Tang Wenlong's heart, so he would not die if he threw it away at will.

"Zhang Chulan fought Tang Wenlong, Zhang Chulan won!"

The referee took a deep look at Zhang Chulan before announcing the result of the game loudly. Zhang Chulan is hiding deep enough.

Yuanlong Lvying, all the knowledgeable big shots finally saw the tip of Zhang Chulan's iceberg, and they were surprised, but they had a feeling that they should be so.

The grandson of Zhang Huaiyi, who ruled the world back then, should have such strength.

It is also in this way that the origin of the body can really exist.

In the auditorium, the noise gradually subsided. No matter how loud those self-deceiving guys were, they couldn't change the fact that Zhang Chulan killed Tang Wenlong in seconds.

They can only admit that this rogue-like guy is really strong.

"Hahaha, I was mistaken, old master, you juniors are not bad, apart from being shameless, your strength is not bad."

The old man Lu Jin laughed loudly, the old heavenly master looked relieved, but said: "It's all thanks to Zhang Daoyou."

Zhang Chulan's thunder was a little less impatient and a little more calm, and it even aroused the aura of heaven and earth, which was naturally the result of Henry Zhang's teaching.

Henry Zhang nodded in response, but his eyes were on the field, and he said: "It's time for Zhuge Qing and Wang to compete."

Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye, one is a descendant of a famous family, a generation of arrogance, and the other is Tian Yelincai, a dark horse who has risen in the competition.

The duel between the two naturally attracted everyone's eyes and ears, and the old master wanted to see the method Henry Zhang passed on to Zhuge Qing.

"Zhuge Qing is fighting against the king."

On the playing field, Zhuge Qing and Wang also stood in the field. Unlike Zhuge Qing who was smiling and unrestrained, Wang also had a pair of dark circles under his eyes, yawned, and his back was slightly hunched, making him look extremely lazy and tired.

"Daoist Wang Ye, you don't look very good with your appearance."

Zhuge Qing looked at Wang Ye with a smile, and said.

Wang also let out a sigh of relief, spread his hands, and said, "There is no way, the pressure you bring is too great. I stayed up all night trying to win you, and I was exhausted."

Wang also stretched lazily, and stood up straight with his back on his back. He said, "I said, Zhuge Qing, why don't you take it for the sake of my hard work and admit defeat?"

"Daoist Wang Ye, are you joking?"

Zhuge Qing's eyes met Wang Ye's, and he said calmly.

"Sure enough, we still have to do it."

Wang also felt a little helpless, Zhuge Qing couldn't be dismissed with just a few words.

After he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared, and appeared in front of Zhuge Qing the next moment.

He was in the air, but he had already made several palm prints, the palm wind was like a knife, gathering like a tide.

"What a sharp hand."

Zhuge Qing's eyes froze, and his figure moved accordingly, avoiding the palm wind.

He also raised his palm and began to fight against the king.

Although the Zhuge family doesn't have the famous boxing skills like Baguazhang, but his foundation is here, even if it is poor, it is not so bad.

The two fought for a while, and Wang also attacked like rain.

The continuous flow is second, and it is as violent as a gust of wind and rain.

Beside the two of them, Qi rolls of gravel.

Suddenly, Wang also retreated quickly like a frightened bird.

"Boom"

The next moment, where he was standing just now, several clods of soil exploded, like a mountain rising from the ground, with extraordinary momentum.

"Huh, it's good to hide quickly."

Wang Ye fell in the distance, he smiled, and said: "Sure enough, it's a little bit reluctant. I really can't do it if I want to defeat you before you use Wuhou Qimen."

"hehe"

Zhuge Qing looked at Wang Ye and said, "Since this is the case, shouldn't Daoist Wang Ye use some real skills, at least you as a warlock, don't look down on me who is also a warlock."

(End of this chapter)