Under One Person: Lifting the Ball to Soar

As for the formal competition, it is better to schedule it for one or two days later, so that you can recover your body. Becoming stronger is not something that can be achieved overnight, and you should not rush for quick results in your practice."

Zhang Chulan made a bodybuilding pose showing off his biceps, patted his chest and said confidently:

"Uncle Lingyu, don't worry. I'm fine. Let's compete without worries!"

Zhang Lingyu looked at his master worriedly, meaning that he should persuade this stubborn disciple.

However, the old master said cheerfully:

"If Chu Lan doesn't come and ask for a rematch tonight, I'm going to find a time for you two to have another match."

The old man looked at Zhang Chulan with satisfaction:

"You guys have saved me a lot of effort."

He looked at his beloved disciple again, smiling meaningfully:

"Since Chu Lan wants to be beaten, Lingyu, don't be polite, beat me hard! Show me your great strength!"

Although Zhang Lingyu felt a little strange, he said nothing more and accepted the order:

"Yes! Master!"

Chapter 176 Golden Light vs Golden Light

The square behind the Tianshi Mansion was illuminated by street lamps all around, casting a white light, making the square bright and brilliant.

In the center of the square, two young figures, one tall and one short, were confronting each other. One was wearing a white Taoist robe lining, and the other was wearing a navy blue T-shirt and casual pants.

The lights are swaying, the night wind is chilly, it’s a quiet night, and there are silent people.

On the stone steps of the main hall, the old Taoist priest stood with his hands behind his back.

Tian Jinzhong, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked at the two juniors in the field and sighed:

"Brother, back then, our master arranged for you and Huaiyi to compete here. Seventy years have passed in the blink of an eye, and today Lingyu and Chu Lan are competing here again. Cause and effect are cyclical, and everything is destined. Heaven has its own way of reincarnation."

The scene before my eyes seemed to overlap with the one in my memory.

Time is like a knife and fate plays tricks on us. It’s time, luck and destiny.

As time passed, most of the brothers and sisters who were as close as brothers died in accidents, and now only myself and my brother are left.

Looking back on the past, Mr. Tian shook his head with a sigh and laughed:

"Looking at it this way, I, a cripple, am the second luckiest among our group of brothers, except for you with squinty eyes. It really makes me laugh and cry."

The old Taoist priest grinned, waved his hand and said leisurely:

"Old Tian, ​​you just think too much. You are sentimental even at your age. Why do you talk about all that nonsense?

This is the largest place in Tianshi Mansion. Where else can we fight if not here?

Since ancient times, countless disciples of Tianshi Temple have competed with each other here. All the concepts of cause and effect and reincarnation are false.

What we old guys have to do is to let these kids live like themselves. It is ridiculous to always compare current people and events with those of the past!

You are no longer the same person you were before. If you have the guts to do that, just go down and give these two little guys some personal guidance.

Besides, I can easily beat Big Ear, can Lingyu defeat Chu Lan as easily as I can?"

Xu Xiang stepped forward and asked:

"Master, should Wu and I avoid your sect's secret martial arts performance?"

The old Taoist priest said openly:

"What's the point of being so expensive? You're too polite! Mr. Xu, and this little girl, you two are not strangers either, so why should you avoid us?

Chu Lan's identity is quite sensitive. If it were up to me, I would let him stay in Longhu Mountain, but this child is determined not to become a Taoist priest. I will have to trouble you to take care of him in the future."

……

Zhang Chulan smiled harmlessly and bowed to his opponent from a distance:

"Uncle Junior, please be merciful later. I can't stand a beating!"

Zhang Lingyu extended his hand to greet him and advised earnestly:

"Fists and feet have no eyes. If you can't hold on in a duel, it's better not to show off and admit defeat as soon as possible.

There is an absolute gap between your cultivation and mine. As long as you practice diligently in the future, I believe you will catch up with me one day."

The smile on Zhang Chulan's face became even wider. Looking at Zhang Lingyu's honest and sincere look, he felt a little embarrassed to cheat him.

The young man took up his stance and chanted a spell:

"Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the root of all things."

Zhang Lingyu stood in a relaxed posture and recited:

"Cultivation for thousands of kalpas will prove my magical power."

A righteous spirit emanated from the two men, and the two young men drank at the same time:

"There is a golden light covering my body!"

Golden light shone through his body, like a vigorous burning flame, and brilliant golden light shot up into the sky!

Zhang Chulan flew up, looked down from above, and pressed a palm covered with golden light onto the opponent's forehead!

Zhang Lingyu did not dodge or evade, allowing the palm that could break the stone to smash down on him.

boom! A loud bang!

Zhang Lingyu was completely unharmed, not even a scratch.

Zhang Chulan only felt that he was hitting a large iron block with his palm, but the recoil force made his palm hurt!

The attack that could shatter the concrete pier couldn't even break Zhang Lingyu's golden light. Even through the solid Qi shield, it couldn't even shake the opponent's clothes.

However, this was not beyond Zhang Chulan's expectations. After the battle in the morning, he already knew how hard Zhang Lingyu's golden light was.

The palm of the right hand was just a feint. Zhang Chulan was still in the air, with his left hand raised high. His five fingers turned into claws, and the golden light on the claws turned into five ferocious claws like daggers.

The golden claws tore through the air, wrapped in a terrifying whistling energy, and suddenly fell down!

Zhang Lingyu frowned slightly, and under the golden claw that was as fast as lightning, he leaped back in the nick of time and avoided the attack by a hair's breadth.

Although the body was intact, a large piece of the golden light on Zhang Lingyu's body was torn off!

Zhang Lingyu exclaimed: "Golden light turns into a blade?"

Zhang Chulan showed a very honest smile and said modestly:

"It's still a long way from turning the golden light into a blade. I'm just taking a shortcut, using the golden light to condense the blade in my hand and add a tearing buff.

Now I can only transform into a preliminary form, and only after that can I transform into a blade.

I don't know how long it will take me to reach the level of being able to truly transform my Qi into a physical form and control it at will, like you, Junior Master.

But you, Junior Master, are already so proficient in shaping the golden light, why don't you sharpen the sharp Qi blade to attack the enemy?"

The initial effect of the Golden Light Mantra is to cover the body with golden light to strengthen defense, but when it is practiced to the point of transforming into a shape with Qi, it has a myriad of effects.

For example, Big Ears chose to transform golden light into blades to efficiently enhance his offensiveness, while Old Heavenly Master never worried about insufficient attack power and was accustomed to using golden light whip to trap and search for enemies.

Zhang Chulan obviously follows his grandfather's practical approach, while Zhang Lingyu regards his master as his idol and of course deliberately imitates his style.

"With a sharp weapon in hand, the desire to kill arises naturally. The Golden Blade is like holding a sharp weapon in your hand. It is hard to put it back. If you are not careful during a fight, you will cause injuries.

This kind of cruel method does not suit my temperament. To be honest, I still prefer it this way..."

As Zhang Lingyu spoke, the golden light on his body transformed into a huge Qi hand, as if it was an extension of the limbs, and grabbed towards Zhang Chulan according to the owner's will.

Zhang Chulan had also seen this move before. Zhang Lingyu could crush him to pieces with just this Qi hand. If he was caught, he would be finished!

Zhang Chulan twisted his body to avoid the Qi hand, and pounced towards Zhang Lingyu with his claws turning into blades.

Zhang Lingyu also rushed forward, approaching Zhang Chulan at a much faster speed and pushed his palm towards the other's chest.

At this moment, Zhang Chulan was delighted. Zhang Lingyu had indeed underestimated his enemy!

This junior uncle still did not take himself seriously. In the competition, he did not care about the principle of leaving three points of room after exerting seven points of strength. He just mindlessly exerted all his strength and fought in a crushing manner.

The opponent is attacking at full speed, and I have used up all my strength and have no time to slow down or change my moves. As long as I take this opportunity to activate the thunder method, I can definitely catch the opponent off guard and gain a great advantage!

However, Zhang Lingyu's palm still hit Zhang Chulan's chest, causing him to float on the ground for more than a dozen times and roll dozens of meters like a ball!

After a few seconds, the figure that was knocked flying finally stopped. Zhang Chulan slumped on the ground, rubbing his stuffy chest with a grimace.

"Luckily, this was just a tutorial sparring. Such a swift and heavy attack could defeat my golden light in one go. His body movements were so fast that I couldn't react..."

Chapter 177 The Blessed Artificial Idiot

Looking at the young man in white walking over calmly, Zhang Chulan said with a wry smile:

"Zhang Lingyu, if you use all your strength without reservation, I'm afraid I will be killed instantly."

Zhang Chulan recalled the blow with lingering fear. If this junior master had not pushed him with gentle force, but hit him hard with such force, he would probably not have rolled on the ground, but his internal organs would have been shattered on the spot and he would have vomited blood.

"A competition between fellow disciples is not a fight within a circle, and even if different schools compete in martial arts, they should know when to stop.

Zhang Chulan, you are very good. Even if I were to hold back and not hurt you, I would still have to put in a lot of effort to win. Can you admit defeat now?"

As Zhang Lingyu spoke, he looked towards the old Taoist priest on the stone steps of the main hall, indicating that the result of this competition had already been decided.

The old Taoist priest said dissatisfiedly:

"Chu Lan, you were the one who strongly requested this battle. Are you still unwilling to show your true abilities to Master Lingyu?"

Zhang Chulan stood up and said to the old Taoist priest with a playful smile:

"Master, don't worry, I will show you my real skills right now!"

Then the young man looked at Zhang Lingyu, sighed softly, and said sincerely:

"Junior Master, I wanted to take advantage of your underestimation and trick you, but suddenly I realized that this is just a competition between fellow disciples, there is no need to play it so dirty.

Next, you'll have to wait and see my hidden ultimate move!"

Zhang Chulan clenched his right fist and placed it in front of his abdomen, assuming a posture of accumulating strength.

Zhang Lingyu felt the change in the other person's Qi and showed an expression of disbelief.