Under One Person: With unparalleled comprehension, I become the Celestial Master!

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Daoran, who was constantly reciting the incantation, glanced at the rapidly approaching spirit and immediately stomped his foot!

Stop right there!

As soon as the words were spoken, the cloud of black mist froze in mid-air!

Ah!

boom!

The next second, the basketball, suspended in mid-air, knocked Deng Youfu to the ground with lightning speed!

"Promise, accept, accept!"

After doing all this, Zhang Daoran smiled slightly, glanced at the stunned crowd around him, and remained calm on his face!

what is this?

Guan Shihua stood up excitedly upon seeing the scene before her!

Looking at Zhang Daoran in front of her, she seemed to have guessed something.

But as far as she knew, the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain definitely didn't have that thing!

Thinking of this, Guan Shihua glanced at Zhang Zhiwei and said:

"Zhang Zhiwei, what kind of technique did your disciple use?"

“Ah Kun’s Eighteen Styles,” Zhang Zhiwei said, shrugging. ( ▔, ▔ )ㄏ

"First Fist Princess, you're so beautiful! See? Your grandson underestimated you. That's not good!"

Upon hearing this, Guan Shihua fell silent.

He thought to himself that there must have been a big problem with that move just now.

With a calm expression, she glanced a few times at Deng Youfu lying on the ground and said:

"You're talented! Go! Avenge your brother!"

Hearing this, Deng Youcai, who was sitting in the audience, nodded in agreement.

She glanced at her brother, whose mouth was full of blood and who had lost several teeth, her eyes filled with anger!

After coming onto the stage, he pointed at Zhang Daoran and said:

"Little Taoist priest, you're quite impressive!"

"See how I deal with you!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Daoran, who had been unimpressed, revealed a slight smile in his eyes.

He coughed lightly, seemingly unconcerned, and then looked around.

Especially the position of the Old Celestial Master, and Guan Shihua.

He then clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute, and said:

"Master, senior, your disciple plans to use the second move of Ah Kun's Eighteen Styles, Iron Mountain Lean, to deal with this person!"

"If I accidentally kill someone, do I have to pay compensation?"

Guan Shihua: "..."

Zhang Zhiwei: "..."

The old master felt somewhat embarrassed upon hearing this.

Looking at his treacherous disciple pretending to be a ghost, he could only play along and say:

"Disciple, that's enough!"

Zhang Daoran nodded slightly, then rolled up his sleeves in a very professional manner.

This made Deng Youcai, who was already on high alert, immediately become fully vigilant!

But the next second, what he saw stunned him!

Zhang Daoran casually waved his hand and picked up the basketball again.

As he continued dribbling and performed that rather bizarre dance, Deng Youcai was completely bewildered!

"Little Taoist priest, are you still going to fight?"

"Are you playing basketball or dancing?"

Upon hearing the question, Zhang Daoran chuckled.

Holding the basketball, he coughed and continued to move forward!

As the distance closed, Deng Youcai gritted his teeth.

Not daring to underestimate his opponent, he casually waved his hand, and instantly black mist shot into the sky behind him.

His eyes immediately turned bloodshot after he used witchcraft.

Having borrowed the power, he looked at Zhang Daoran and then threw a punch!

Unfortunately, it was too slow, and by the time it got close, the person had already dodged the attack.

Zhang Daoran, who had slipped behind him, smiled and then seized the opportunity to strike!

Damn it!

Before Deng Youcai could react, he was stunned and instantly pushed back five or six meters!

Completely bewildered, he stopped in his tracks, his eyes wide with shock!

He thought to himself that the kid had just given him a nudge and was charging at him like a bull.

His internal organs trembled slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"This is the Iron Mountain Lean? It's nothing special!"

"It's my turn!"

After saying that, Deng Youcai immediately approached again.

Possessing immense power, he unleashed an astonishing surge of energy with a mere wave of his hand!

Seeing this, Zhang Daoran smiled slightly.

Holding the basketball, he swung his hand, and instantly his whole body was covered in silver light!

His eyes turned silver, making him appear as if possessed by a spirit, and he looked extremely terrifying!

Guan Shihua, who was on the stage, was horrified when she saw this scene!

Feeling incredulous, he swallowed hard, stood up, and said:

"This is... summoning spirits and commanding generals!"

"Zhang Zhiwei, how could your Longhu Mountain be involved?"

The unconvinced old master smiled, stood up, and said:

"What's wrong?"

Chapter 74 Zhang Zhiwei! You big liar!

As soon as these words were spoken, Guan Shihua's expression changed drastically!

The moment Zhang Daoran approached Deng Youcai, an invisible binding force trapped him in place!

Come out to me!

After saying that, the spirit within Deng Youcai seemed to spring forth!

The sudden turn of events left the five families, who were watching from the shadows, completely bewildered!

"Is this the Spirit Binding Technique? No wonder he can suppress us! But our original bodies are clearly present, so why are we being suppressed?"

"I don't know! But this kid is so weird, I don't want to experience it again! He's too amazing!"

"Spirit summoning and commanding generals? It's one of those eight evil spells!"

……

In the stands,

Guan Shihua was completely stunned when she saw this scene!

She never expected that this young Taoist priest would be able to summon spirits and command generals!

If she had known, she would never have let her grandson agree to this!

After all, it is common knowledge that the ability to control spirits and command spirits has an absolute suppressive effect on them, the shamans!

Thinking of this, Guan Shihua turned around and glanced at Zhang Zhiwei, saying:

"You old bastard, you tricked me?"

Looking at Guan Shihua, whose eyes seemed a little off, the old master almost burst out laughing!

Without hesitation, he nodded and laughed heartily:

"Sorry, you lost!"