Under One Person: Since I am alone, I can dominate the world

Zhenren Taichu stretched out a finger and slapped the grandson of Wang Ai, one of the Ten Lords, in front of him!

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And on the podium.

When Zhang Taichu's second slap landed, even the old Taoist priest Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but frown.

As for Feng Zhenghao, the look in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Taichu was more passionate than ever before.

Since you dare to do so, you must have the confidence to do so.

The fact that Master Taichu dared to touch Wang Ai's face so wantonly showed that he had the confidence to ignore the entire Wang family!

However, Lu Ci, who had always been close to Wang Ai, looked as if it had nothing to do with him. He just sat in his seat without saying a word.

The smoke cleared.

Wang Ai walked out holding Wang Bing in one hand and leaning on a crutch in the other.

This scene is very similar to the accident a few days ago.

But at this moment, there was a lack of emotion on his tense face, and all the anger and hatred were suppressed.

Just like that, a man carried Wang Bing and left the martial arts arena without saying a word.

Zhang Taichu saw this and shook his head slightly, looking a little regretful and said, "I finally found a legitimate reason to deal with the little stray dog, but in the end I didn't anger the old stray dog. What a pity."

"Otherwise, you can beat two dogs at the same time."

Zhang Lingyu, who was standing by, couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he heard this.

I thought to myself, Master, you have come this far, yet you still talk about reason. You really have a broad mind.

After Zhang Lingyu had completely recovered, he recalled what had just happened.

I even felt that the master beside me, with his arbitrary actions, had revealed the aura of a truly invincible person!

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Chapter 49 Wang Ye: Sun Ze, you are quite good at having fun, aren’t you?

After Wang Ai took Wang Bing away from the scene.

Feng Xingtong, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was also taken away by Feng Zhenghao.

A long while.

There was still silence in the audience seats.

Everyone's eyes were always fixed on Zhang Taichu.

Even the referee team in charge of presiding over the game looked at each other in bewilderment, somewhat at a loss.

Until the old Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei finally spoke slowly: "Continue the competition according to the original order."

The gentle and powerful words fell.

The referee team finally felt relieved.

Then he announced: "The next match will be between Wang Ye and Zhang Chulan!"

Accompanied by the sound, in the martial arts field.

Zhang Chulan walked out slowly with his hands in his pockets.

His face was firm and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

He must rely on his own strength to compete with Wang Ye for the final championship.

It was just unexpected.

At the other end of the martial arts arena, there was no sign of Wang Ye.

At this moment, a bad premonition arose in Zhang Chulan's heart.

"I told Sister Baoer last night not to embarrass Daoist Master Wang. Is that possible?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan's face froze and became weird.

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While Zhang Chulan was waiting for the battle.

In the viewing gallery, the voices of people talking to each other gradually increased.

But they were all discussing the scene where Zhang Taichu taught Wang Bing a lesson just now.

"I can see that Master Taichu has a really bad temper. He really doesn't take the Wang family, one of the ten leaders, seriously. He beats them up whenever he wants."

"Hehe, isn't it that the king deserves to be punished? I have been displeased with him for a long time. Relying on his status in the family, he has committed many crimes, hasn't he?"

"I was so frightened by the scene just now that I dared not speak. But now that I think about it, Master Taichu could actually injure people with his Qi from a distance of a hundred feet with just a flick of his finger. This method is simply amazing!"

"I declare that from today on, the position of Master Taichu in my heart has surpassed all the predecessors and has reached the top!"

"It's over, it's over, I think I'm falling in love!"

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For a moment, everyone was discussing with great excitement, and the more they talked, the more excited they became. They secretly glanced at the Taoist figure sitting casually in a corner, and they couldn't help but feel their hearts swaying and their eyes filled with admiration.

And in the martial arts arena.

However, the longer Zhang Chulan waited, the more he felt something was wrong.

Just when the referee team was surprised and was about to announce the news that Wang Ye would be absent.

Outside the gate of the martial arts arena.

Suddenly, two streams of smoke appeared, one in front and one behind, rushing towards the martial arts arena.

The one running in the front is clearly Wang Ye who almost missed the race!

He looked disheveled, his dark blue Taoist robe was stained with mud, and there were traces of mud on his neck and face.

And the one chasing after him was Feng Baobao, who was dressed in a know-it-all outfit. Her fair hands were tightly holding a large shovel, and she was chasing after Wang Ye!

Wang, who was running in the front, was sweating profusely. He turned back from time to time and shouted at Feng Baobao who was chasing him from behind.

But he never stopped for a moment and rushed into the martial arts arena in a puff of smoke.

Only when he was in front of everyone did he slow down, then he braked suddenly, stretched out his hand and made a gesture to remove the visual impairment technique that he had cast on Feng Baobao.

There was a clang.

Feng Baobao swung the shovel in his hand completely based on his feeling. The shovel just brushed Wang Ye's crotch and made a dent in the ground, causing the shovel handle to break with a snap.

"Shit! Feng Baobao, big sister, please take a good look at where this is!" Wang Ye said with cold sweat on his forehead, still feeling frightened.

Behind him, Zhang Chulan also had an embarrassed look on his face. He didn't expect that Sister Baoer not only buried the person on his back, but also followed him all the way to the martial arts arena!

As the visual obstruction was lifted, Feng Baobao blinked her eyes, her vision returned, and she could see the surrounding scenes clearly.

Around the empty martial arts arena, people were densely packed in the viewing seats, all looking at her with extremely strange eyes.

"Gulu~"

Feng Baobao swallowed and thought for a moment.

Holding the remaining half of the stick in his hand, he turned his head and ran away.

However, after running a few steps, he ran back, picked up the broken shovel head on the ground, and then quickly left the scene.

Looking at Feng Baobao's departing back, Wang Ye and Zhang Chulan felt complicated.

Even the people in the audience seats were attracted by this.

"Ahem, Master Wang, I'm sorry." Zhang Chulan scratched his head and said very embarrassedly.

But Wang Ye, who had his back to him, exuded a strong sense of oppression.

The other party slowly turned his head and showed a wicked smile: "Hehe, Zhang Chulan, you thief, you are quite good at playing."

The deep voice gave Zhang Chulan goose bumps.

So he waved his hands repeatedly, shaking his head like a rattle: "Master Wang, it was not me who asked Sister Baoer to bury you, God can bear witness!"

Zhang Chulan felt bitter in his heart. He had already guessed that it must be the words Feng Baobao said after he and Feng Baobao met with the master last night that made Baobao determined to help him win the championship of Luotian Dajiao in his own way.

Thinking about it, he secretly glanced at Zhang Taichu who was sitting at the table, and seeing that he also had a strange expression on his face, he felt even more ashamed of his master.

At this time, someone in the refereeing organization also spoke up: "Wang Ye, do you want to take a break? Is there any hidden secret in today's incident? Tell us, and we will seek justice for you!"

Wang Ye waved his hand and responded, "No need, just do it this way!"

"Oh, by the way, do you have any steamed buns? Can you give me some? I've been hungry all night!"

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In the martial arts arena, the top eight advanced to the semi-finals

Wang Ye and Zhang Chulan sat facing each other on the ground, eating steamed buns with pickled mustard tubers.

The people in the surrounding viewing seats were dumbfounded by this scene, and for a moment, they didn't know how to comment on it.

The two main characters, on the other hand, looked calm and composed.

Wang Ye tore off a piece of steamed bun, sandwiched a piece of pickled mustard tuber in it, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, mumbling: "I was chased by Feng Baobao all night last night, and I didn't even get to eat a hot bite."

"But it's not a big problem. Anyway, I didn't come here to fight with you today."

Zhang Chulan looked surprised: "Old Wang, what do you mean by this?"

Wang Ye said, "I came to participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony this time because of you. I came here relying on the little numerology I learned, and came here in front of you to give you a chance to choose."

"Keep going, or give up looking for the truth."

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Chapter 50: Feng Zhenghao

Listening to Wang Ye's words, Zhang Chulan's expression became even more confused.

Wang Ye continued: "Do you know divination?"

"The past cannot be undone, but the future can be changed."

"Although the art of divination cannot see what happened in the past, it can predict the trajectory of the future. However, this process also requires a price to be paid."

"And the more important the information obtained, the greater the impact it will have on the development of this world, and the greater the price the warlock will pay."

"I once calculated this Luotian Dajiao and your affairs, but it cost me half my life, and the result was not very clear."

"But it is clear that the alien world, and even the entire world, may see this conference as a turning point and undergo a shocking change."

"But I didn't have to come. Even if the world is bad, I can protect myself and my family and stay safe."

Wang Ye said this, took another bite of the steamed bun in his hand, and continued to talk to himself: "But I still came here, for many reasons, one of which is that I learned the Fenghou Qimen, and I have a connection with this matter for a long time."

Zhang Chulan frowned upon hearing this, and looked at Wang Ye in front of him and said, "So you came to this Luotian Grand Ceremony this time to stop me? And why did you say that you wanted to give me a choice?"

Wang Ye continued: "Because everything is changing. The past is irreversible, but the future is always changing."

"Just after I came to this Luotian Dajiao, I met a person."

"He showed me a different future."

"It also allows me to be here today and speak these things to you frankly."

Zhang Chulan reacted immediately and blurted out, "Is it my master, Master Taichu?"

As he said this, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at Zhang Taichu who was sitting in the audience seats.

Wang Ye nodded gently after hearing this, and took two more bites of the steamed bun in his hand. While chewing, he said, "Just after the Luotian Grand Ceremony began, I also had your master tell my fortune, and it almost cost me my life."

"After that, I realized that the real key lies with your master, Master Taichu."

Having said this, he rolled his throat and swallowed the steamed bun into his stomach.

After rubbing his belly contentedly, Wang Ye stood up again, patted his butt and said, "So, Zhang Chulan, just follow your heart and make the choice you want most."

After saying that, Wang Ye turned around and walked towards the gate of the martial arts arena, leaving only his back.

Zhang Chulan watched the other party leave, still sitting cross-legged in the same place, his eyes trembling, not calm.