One person: Activate the talisman, behold my Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon!

Ye Xing looked at the floor-length cloak in his hand, a knowing smile playing on his lips, and asked, feigning ignorance.

"You come with your own special skin, are you getting ready to perform a ritual on stage?"

Zhang Chulan mysteriously wrapped his cloak tighter, revealing only his face.

"That's called strategy! Brother Ye, just you wait and see."

Feng Xingtong sighed: "I just can't understand Chu Lan's thought process."

Ye Xing patted Zhang Chulan on the shoulder: "Hurry up and go, don't be late."

The three of them turned a corner and headed straight for the Yi Baihu arena.

The stands here are much more lively than Ye Xing's.

After all, the label of "Qi Body Source Flower" is too eye-catching, and has long whetted the appetite of the supernatural world.

Ye Xing and Feng Xingtong squeezed to the front row of the stands, where Feng Baobao was squatting by the railing eating an orange.

Upon seeing Ye Xing, Feng Baobao handed him one with a blank expression.

"Eat orange peel."

Ye Xing thanked him, took the orange and started eating it, staring at the scene below with great interest.

In the center of the arena, Zhang Chulan's three opponents were already on high alert.

The stands were already in an uproar.

"Where's Zhang Chulan? Why hasn't he come out yet?"

"They must have been scared to death by this sight!"

"I want to see for myself what this Qi source flow is really like."

Just as the crowd was filled with indignation, heavy footsteps came from the entrance of the passage.

Upon closer inspection, everyone saw Zhang Chulan, completely shrouded in a black cloak, head bowed, stepping into the arena with extremely steady steps.

That kind of pretentiousness was terrifyingly gloomy.

The three opponents who originally planned to join forces to eliminate Zhang Chulan all stopped in their tracks.

"Playing tricks!"

One of them spat.

A man who looked remarkably like Xiao Yan snorted coldly and assumed a starting stance.

“Let us give it a try, you who are the inheritors of the Qi Source Flow.”

Just as the three were about to make their move, Zhang Chulan suddenly stopped and looked up at the gloomy sky.

"Ugh--"

With a long sigh, she opened her mouth and immediately began to show off.

Just as Zhang Chulan declared his intention to overturn the heavens, fate intervened and granted his request.

Just as he finished speaking, a strong gust of wind swept through the top of Longhu Mountain.

A fierce wind howled, and the black cloak fluttered wildly.

Coupled with this bold and heroic line, the unparalleled demeanor of this peerless master almost overflows from the screen.

The three people in the room were completely dumbfounded.

A man swallowed hard: "This...this aura is off. Is this kid really hiding his true strength?"

Seeing the three of them taken aback, Zhang Chulan was secretly overjoyed, but on the surface he remained as calm as Mount Tai.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, propped his chin on one hand, and said in an extremely arrogant tone: "I never bully others by virtue of my power, and I would never stoop to fighting with weaklings."

"The three of you, first determine yourselves who is the strongest. Only the strongest one is worthy of my personal attention."

These words were extremely damaging.

The three looked at each other, unsure who had lost their temper first. The three who were supposed to form an alliance actually started fighting each other!

Suddenly, the true qi surged wildly in the arena, and the three of them started fighting for no apparent reason.

They beat him so badly he didn't even recognize his own family.

Meanwhile, Zhang Chulan, the instigator, sat there with his eyes closed, looking completely nonchalant.

Feng Xingtong, standing in the stands, nearly popped his eyes out. He stammered, "This...this works? This is outrageous! This is ridiculous!"

Ye Xing almost choked on his laughter.

Feng Xingtong scratched his head, his expression complicated: "Brother Chu Lan, this is a bit lewd!"

A dozen minutes later, the chaotic battle finally came to an end.

Only the person who looked just like Xiao Yan remained standing on the field, with several wounds on his body and panting heavily.

The man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Zhang Chulan with a resolute gaze.

"Zhang Chulan! Now I'm qualified to challenge you, come on!"

Zhang Chulan slowly opened his eyes, dusted himself off, and looked at the battered Xiao Yan with an expression of approval.

"Sit down and calm your qi. I never take advantage of others in their distress."

He waved his hand, exuding righteous indignation, "Once you've recovered, we'll have a proper battle!"

The man was stunned.

Having been in the world of supernatural beings for so many years, this was the first time he had ever encountered such a living bodhisattva who upheld the code of honor among the martial arts world!

Then, completely unsuspecting, he sat down cross-legged on the spot, closed his eyes, and began to regulate his breathing.

Feng Xingtong, standing in the stands, was deeply shocked.

"Brother Chu Lan is truly an upright and honorable man! I thought he was faking it just now, but it turns out he was simply pursuing absolute fairness!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xing burst out laughing.

He threw away the orange peel in his hand and looked down at Zhang Chulan, who was secretly preparing to take off his cloak.

"Xingtong, your vision is still too narrow."

Ye Xing sighed softly, "This guy named 'Xiao Yan' is about to learn what the harsh realities of society are like."

The voice just fell.

Zhang Chulan stood up, turned to the referee on the sidelines, and obediently raised his hand: "Daoist, can I cut him down now?"

The referee, barely suppressing the urge to punch someone, said: "Okay."

The last word had barely left his lips when Zhang Chulan moved.

Leaving a trail of afterimages, he darted in front of 'Xiao Yan,' who was meditating with his eyes closed.

He raised the cloak and draped it over her head!

"Huh? Why is it dark already?..."

His response was a furious barrage of deadly kicks.

Zhang Chulan stomped wildly while muttering "Forgive me, forgive me" repeatedly.

The change happened so fast that the entire audience's brains collectively went blank.

After Xiao Yan was kicked unconscious, the referee announced Zhang Chulan's victory, and the martial arts arena fell into a deathly silence.

Three seconds later.

A deafening roar erupted from the stands, as if the roof was about to be blown off!

"Holy crap! Shameless!"

"Shameless old thief! You dare call yourself an Extraordinary One!"

"Don't you dare shake your face!!! Don't you dare shake your face!!!"

......

Mineral water bottles and broken shoe insoles rained down from the stands.

Zhang Chulan leaped and dodged hidden weapons, waving triumphantly to those around him, completely absorbed in his victory.

Feng Xingtong's worldview completely collapsed, and he covered his face with an expression that said, "I don't know him."

Ye Xing looked at Zhang Chulan walking out of the arena, his face full of envy.

It still has to be the main character! If he were bound to a system, his emotional value would skyrocket.

Chapter 25 An Unexpected Encounter with Lu Linglong

Zhang Chulan swaggered over from the exit of the arena.

He had already thrown away that big black cloak. After winning the match, he walked with a swagger, his chin practically pointing to the sky.

Zhang Chulan pretended not to notice the pointing and whispering of the crowd.

Feng Xingtong looked at Zhang Chulan with a wry smile, thinking that she shouldn't have come over in the first place.

"Brother Chu Lan, your fighting style... is truly ahead of its time."

Feng Xingtong sighed, the scene of mineral water bottles and broken shoe insoles flying all over the place was still vivid in her mind.

Ye Xing was generous with his praise, stepping forward to give a thumbs up.

"Well done! Those with thick skin get all the benefits, while those with thin skin get nothing. That's the real tactic."

Standing next to her, Feng Baobao peeled a segment of orange and popped it into her mouth, echoing, "That's right, you're just as clever as me."

Zhang Chulan was initially a little nervous, but upon hearing these words, he instantly straightened up.

"Look! Brother Ye and Sister Bao'er really understand me!"

Zhang Chulan tossed his head, exuding heroic spirit, "A head-on fight is what reckless people do. I'm just conserving my strength! Let's go check out the other arenas. Knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory!"

"Yes, yes."

Feng Baobao chimed in from the side.