Under One Person: The Ten-Year-Old Enlightened Immortal Technique Shocked the Old Heavenly Master

No one wants this shameless Zhang Chulan to win!

Chapter 70 Final! Zhang Lingyin VS Zhang Chulan!

"Here we go. We can't miss this final."

Wang Ye rarely showed his decadent look and came to the audience seats early, looking very energetic.

He really wanted to know whether Zhang Lingyin would display the true power of Fenghou Qimen in this competition!

Since Zhang Lingyin can gain insights by observing others fight!

He also wanted to give it a try and "steal" the power that Zhang Lingyin had realized!

"It's rare, Lao Wang, how come you are more motivated than when you were on the field yourself?"

Zhuge Qing narrowed his eyes, with a teasing look on his face.

"Given Zhang Chulan's level, he was lucky to defeat Lingyu Zhenren and make it to the finals. If he wants to defeat Xiao Lingyin, he is still hundreds of years too early."

At this time, Feng Shayan also came to the two of them and said with a sneer.

"Ms. Feng is right. That's why I'm curious about how Zhang Chulan will win this competition."

Wang Ye had a meaningful look on his face.

In this competition, after all, whether Zhang Chulan can win depends entirely on Zhang Lingyin!

Zhang Lingyin wants Zhang Chulan to lose, so Zhang Chulan will definitely lose!

But if he wants Zhang Chulan to win, Zhang Chulan can win!

The question is, how can we let Zhang Chulan win without leaving any trace in front of everyone!

It's too obvious that I'm letting the players off the hook, and it's hard to explain to everyone!

Don’t let him win, Zhang Chulan’s victory seems too fake!

Wang also felt a headache for Zhang Lingyin!

"Where's Taoist Priest Lingyin? Why hasn't he come yet? Did he oversleep?"

"Hahaha! Taoist Priest Lingyin is only a few years old. It's normal for children to oversleep!"

"Look! There's someone flying in the sky!"

"Flying with a sword! It's Young Taoist Priest Lingyin!"

"It's Junior Master, Junior Master is here!!"

……

Zhang Lingyin stepped on the Tianshi Sword, turned into a long rainbow, and flew over through the air!

He leaped from a great height, like an immortal, and landed gracefully on the arena.

"I say, Junior Master, do you have to be so showy when you appear?"

The corners of Zhang Chulan's eyes kept twitching. Although he said this, his eyes were full of envy!

Flying with a sword is really cool!

In terms of momentum, he lost!

"Master, do you think Junior Brother will win?"

On the high platform, Zhang Lingyu looked at his petite and graceful junior brother and suddenly asked.

"Lingyu, after spending so much time with your junior brother, have you become more tactful?"

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at Zhang Lingyu calmly.

"Don't dare."

Zhang Lingyu blushed.

"Lingyu, don't listen to your master. What's there to be afraid of?"

"That's a good thing. You are too serious, kid. You should be more tactful. Life is all about following your heart!"

"Yesterday's competition was great! Uncle, this is the first time I've seen the word 'relax' in you."

……

Tian Jinzhong was sitting in a wheelchair and didn't think there was anything wrong with Zhang Lingyu becoming more tactful.

On the contrary, this shows that Zhang Lingyu has figured it out and his realm has improved!

This is a great thing!

"Old Tian, ​​why are you so anxious? I didn't say this is bad?"

Zhang Zhiwei's old face relaxed, he laughed, looked at the two people in the arena, and said seriously, "Lingyu, do you think that Master has gone too far?"

"Master...you must have your reasons for doing this. Even if you don't tell me, you must have your reasons. You will tell me the reasons when you want to."

Zhang Lingyu is quite open-minded.

He thought carefully about what Zhang Lingyin had said to him.

This Luotian Grand Ceremony, no matter who it is held for, and no matter who is going to win!

Master, you must have your own considerations!

As a disciple, he only needs to respect the master's decision!

"You kid..."

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head. Now that things had come to this, he didn't say anything more.

at this time.

On the fighting field.

"Master Lingyin, this day has finally come."

Zhang Chulan looked at the small figure in front of him, who was otherworldly and looked like a fairy child.

Just by facing it head-on, I felt an invisible terrifying pressure coming towards me!

It's like a dark cloud covering the sky!

"Zhang Chulan, go all out. Let me see what level you have reached now."

Zhang Lingyin didn't say anything extra, just stood there, staring at Zhang Chulan quietly.

"Young Master, I will definitely go all out when facing you! My only hope of defeating you is this thunder technique!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Chulan, with a determined look on his face, suddenly raised his hand and fired a palm thunder at Zhang Lingyin!

Zhang Lingyin didn't even mobilize the Golden Light Spell!

Let the palm thunder hit your body!

"That may disappoint you. Your thunder method may not have much effect on me."

The thunder struck the tiny body, creating countless electric arcs that disappeared in the blink of an eye!

Zhang Lingyin stood still, looking at Zhang Chulan indifferently.

joke!

He possesses complete thunder techniques and has comprehended the Divine Thunder Technique, but he can't even withstand a mere palm thunder!

Then why is he still practicing thunder magic!

"The palm thunder is useless?! Junior Master is really amazing!"

Seeing that the palm thunder had no effect on Zhang Lingyin at all, as if it entered a sea of ​​mud, without any sound, Zhang Chulan was shocked!

He is definitely not as good as Zhang Lingyin in the Golden Light Curse!

The only one who can give him hope is Yang Wulei!

After all, he "defeated" Zhang Lingyu with the help of Yang Wulei!

If even Yang Wu Lei is useless, then he really has no other choice!

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"Zhang Chulan's thunder method is ineffective against Taoist Lingyin. It seems that Taoist Lingyin's thunder method has reached perfection."

Wang Ye frowned slightly, his expression solemn!

He didn't expect that Zhang Lingyin's thunder magic had reached such a level!

You can now ignore other people’s thunder attacks!

Sure enough, a monster is a monster!

Even if Zhang Lingyin did not comprehend his Fenghou Qimen!

In the previous competition, he might not have had much chance of winning!

"The two are not on the same level at all."

Zhuge Qing sighed, as if he had already seen Zhang Chulan's tragic defeat.

"Zhang Chulan..."

Feng Baobao, who has always been focused, concentrated his attention, lying on the wall, staring at the two people on the field.

Xu San and Xu Si both sighed when they saw her like this.

They no longer have any hope for the outcome.

It was a fluke that Zhang Chulan could beat Zhang Lingyu!

Compared with Zhang Lingyu, Zhang Lingyin seems to be more difficult to shake!

That small figure, seemingly weak, was actually like a mountain, pressing down on Zhang Chulan!

Whether it is the Golden Light Curse or the Thunder Method, they are much more powerful than Zhang Chulan!

But Zhang Chulan just refused to believe it!

"Uncle Master, I don't believe that thunder magic is useless to you. The palm thunder didn't work, which can only be said to be insufficient in strength! As long as I increase the strength of thunder magic, I will definitely be able to break your defense!"

There was a strange light in Zhang Chulan's eyes, as if he had found a way!

Without any reservation, he simply raised his hand, condensed the thunder method, and injected it into his body!

"Thunder!"

Chapter 71 The real competition has just begun!

The terrifying thunder and lightning raged inside the body, madly stimulating the eight extraordinary meridians!

After yesterday's battle with Zhang Lingyu, Zhang Chulan has made obvious progress and has become more and more skilled in using Thunder!

His whole body was flashing with thunder. He stomped his feet on the ground suddenly and rushed towards Zhang Lingyin like lightning!

The golden spell quietly emerged from his body, and Zhang Lingyin instantly turned into a little golden man shining with golden light!

Fists filled with thunder slammed onto the golden light spell, creating arcs of electricity!

Zhang Lingyin still stood there, as solid as an old tree with twisted roots!

Let Zhang Chulan wreak havoc on the court and beat madly!

Everyone in the audience held their breath!

Looking at the flashes of lightning on the field, Zhang Chulan's figure was extremely fast, constantly bringing up thunder on the field!

They could hardly catch a glimpse of Zhang Chulan!

And Zhang Lingyin, surrounded by golden light, stood alone. Her small figure stood tall and proud!

Not shaken at all!

This sad scene left everyone silent!