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

At this point, the winner is decided!

Chapter 57 Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao's Oscars

The referee team then announced: "Zhang Lingyu vs. Wang Bing, Zhang Lingyu wins!"

As a result, Zhang Lingyu officially advanced to the top two and entered tomorrow's finals!

The victorious man did not even glance at Wang Bing lying on the ground. He walked out of the center of the martial arts arena, went up to the viewing seats, and headed towards Zhang Taichu.

Wang Bing was also pulled onto a stretcher and sent for treatment accompanied by Wang Ai.

From the time Wang Bing was beaten to the end of the game, Wang Ai had a sullen face and did not say a word.

After several days of continuous humiliation, the Luotian Grand Ceremony had become a disaster for their Wang family!

And as the game is over.

Xia He, who had been paying attention to Zhang Lingyu in the audience, finally came to her senses at this moment.

She remained silent for a while, then turned and left, but at the corner of the stairs, she just brushed past Zhang Lingyu.

As their bodies intersected, she paused and looked a little stiff.

But in the end, there was no need for any more unnecessary movements. He lowered his head again, walked forward, and soon disappeared in the crowd.

Zhang Lingyu did not notice any difference, but walked straight to Zhang Taichu's position with some joy.

"Master, I have won and have fulfilled my mission."

Zhang Lingyu walked all the way to Zhang Taichu, bowed respectfully and reported, with a hint of joy in his words, which was completely different from the cold look he had off the court.

"I saw it, I saw it. You did a very good job." Zhang Taichu grinned and patted Zhang Lingyu's shoulder to show his affirmation.

The latter had a bright smile on his face. He was extremely happy to receive recognition from his master.

Zhang Lingyu immediately stood respectfully beside Zhang Taichu again and began to pay attention to the next game.

"The second match, Zhang Chulan versus Feng Baobao."

"Invite both players to enter."

The referee announced.

So in the martial arts arena.

Two figures wearing the same khaki work clothes walked out.

Seeing the two, the people in the surrounding audience seats immediately covered their faces and sighed, expressing their emotions.

"This is amazing. These two funny guys are together. There's no need to watch this game. Zhang Chulan will definitely win."

"Alas, I don't know how to evaluate these two now. You say they are acting, but they have made it to the semi-finals today. You say they are quite strong, but why do they feel so wrong to me?"

"Wait till tomorrow. I want to see Lingyu Zhenren give that Buyao Bilian a good beating!"

"The result is still uncertain. Have you forgotten how Zhang Chulan dealt with Tang Wenlong last time?"

"Come on, who do you think Lingyu Zhenren's master is?"

Everyone was talking about it, but they had already realized that this game would probably be nothing to watch.

After all, no matter how thick-skinned they were, after watching the competition over the past few days, they all realized that Feng Baobao was clearly here to protect Zhang Chulan!

really.

As the game begins.

The two people in the field did not move at all, and did not seem nervous at all.

Zhang Chulan looked at Feng Baobao who was standing there blankly, blinking her eyes.

Feng Baobao looked at Zhang Chulan, who had a strange expression on his face and was making faces at her.

The two looked at each other, but neither said a word.

In response, Zhang Chulan could only cough awkwardly.

He stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and called out to Feng Baobao in a low voice: "Sister Baoer~~ You forgot what we agreed on yesterday. Don't let me down at the critical moment."

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhang Taichu in the viewing booth, his eyes trembled, and he turned to Feng Baobao and urged, "My master is still watching from up there, Sister Baoer, please don't mess up your performance, and don't let me win too easily."

When Feng Baobao heard this, her dazed face wrinkled slightly, but then quickly relaxed as she recalled the plan she had agreed upon with Zhang Chulan yesterday.

"Hmm."

Feng Baobao nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and then she shook her hands, and two kitchen knives suddenly appeared in her white palms.

She stretched out a knife, pointed it at Zhang Chulan, blinked her eyes, and said angrily: "Ah, Zhang Chulan, accept your death~"

Every word he spoke was devoid of emotion, and even the ending syllable was deliberately dragged out.

While shouting, Feng Baobao waved the kitchen knife in his hand and slowly rushed towards Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Chulan: "."

Everyone on the stage: “???”

This extremely fake scene made countless people hold their hands to their foreheads, holding their breath, feeling unable to accept it!

They thought the game would be fake, but they didn't expect it to be so fake!

"Fuck, I can't stand it anymore. If you want to act, please act more professionally!"

"My grandma takes a walk after eating, but that's faster than this Feng Baobao!"

"This is a fake match, a blatant fake match!"

"If you don't shake Bilian, you'll screw up your grandma's toes!"

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All of a sudden, everyone started howling and angrily scolding the two people in the field.

Zhang Taichu, who was standing on the viewing platform, saw this scene and shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Although he had long understood that Feng Baobao would deliberately lose to Zhang Chulan.

Unexpectedly, these two funny guys would put on such a "good show".

"Lingyu, in tomorrow's final, you will face Zhang Chulan. Don't hold back at all. Just go for it, okay?" Zhang Taichu warned Zhang Lingyu beside him.

Zhang Chulan wants to win and find the truth.

Zhang Lingyu also wanted to win the Luotian Dajiao to prove himself.

He would not interfere or hinder the competition between these two juniors. Everything would be decided based on strength.

However, when Zhang Lingyu heard Zhang Taichu's words, he did not answer immediately.

He was lowering his head, immersed in thoughts, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

Seeing this, Zhang Taichu reached out and gently tapped Zhang Lingyu's head, smiling and saying, "What are you thinking about?"

Zhang Lingyu came back to his senses, his body trembled, he stretched out his hand to smooth the white hair on his cheek, and said awkwardly: "Nothing, Master."

Zhang Taichu asked, "Are you thinking about Xia He?"

"Ah."

Zhang Lingyu nodded subconsciously, and when he realized what was happening, he quickly shook his head and said, "No, no."

As he spoke, a blush suddenly appeared on his cheeks.

Zhang Taichu smiled knowingly: "My disciple, who can you fool with this look?"

"If you miss your girlfriend, just miss her. Why do you have to hide it?"

As he spoke, Zhang Taichu waved his hands and created a silent golden barrier that enveloped the two of them.

At this time, Zhang Lingyu blushed even more, and even his earlobes turned red. He shook his head and waved his hands, saying, "Disciple, why would I miss Xia He?"

"She is a demon of all nature. I am your disciple and the orthodox of Longhu Mountain. How can I..."

"Why not?" Zhang Taichu interrupted. He looked at Zhang Lingyu, who was shaking his head like a rattle, and sighed, "Little kid, you can fool others, but can you fool your own heart?"

"If I had known your attitude, it would have been a waste of Xia He's kindness to come all the way to the martial arts arena to watch your competition."

After hearing Zhang Taichu's first sentence, Zhang Lingyu's face froze and he lowered his head, feeling it was difficult to face it.

But when he heard the second half of the sentence, his pupils trembled, and he suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhang Taichu with wide eyes.

Chapter 58: It's Just Love

Looking at Zhang Lingyu whose face was excited and unbelievable.

Zhang Taichu smiled but said nothing.

So Zhang Lingyu couldn't hold it in any longer and took the initiative to ask: "Master, what do you mean by this?"

Zhang Taichu said cheerfully, "It means what it says. What? You're not happy to hear that someone is here to see you?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, when we were drinking the day before yesterday, he kept shouting that he liked Xia He and that it would not change for a thousand years or ten thousand years."

"Why, Xia He came to see you today, but you're disgusted?"

Zhang Lingyu's face turned red. She first shook her head hurriedly, then waved her arms. For a moment, she didn't know how to start the conversation and seemed at a loss.

It was not until a long while later that he managed to utter a sentence: "Disciple did not mean that. What I meant was that she is a Quan Xing demon. How dare she come to Longhu Mountain? Could it be that she is a Quan Xing demon?"

Zhang Taichu said, "Come on, is it necessary for you, a young man, to worry about the affairs of the adults?"

"This little girl is so desperate for you. She was scared away by the master yesterday, and now she is risking her life again today."

"Hey, when you were competing with Wang Bing, he was staring at you intently. His eyes were almost erect."

Listening to Zhang Taichu's vivid description, Zhang Lingyu's eyes trembled, and he was a little dazed for a moment.

His usually calm face was now completely red, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Seeing his reaction, Zhang Taichu said in a gentle tone, "If you like me, then I like you. Why are you hiding it?"

"Xia He also likes you. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"

"What are you afraid of? What are you worried about?"

Zhang Lingyu's body trembled visibly when he heard this, but he inevitably fell into the conflict that had been weighing on his heart.

Zhang Taichu continued, "If you think that you and she are destined to be two different types of people just because of the difference in your sects, then you are wrong."

"There will be muddy mud in clear water, and water-repellent lotus can grow in mud."

"Even among the so-called Ten Lords, there is an old dog with dirty eyes like Wang Ai. Could it be that Xia He is looked down upon by you, the "Master Lingyu" who was born in Longhu Mountain, just because she is in Quanxing?"

Zhang Taichu's questioning, one after another, was like a depth charge, stirring up huge waves in Zhang Lingyu's heart. He was overwhelmed with thoughts and found it difficult to see clearly into his own heart.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Taichu did not speak immediately, but gave Zhang Lingyu some time to figure it out on his own.

After a while.

He looked at the other person's still restless face and sighed, "You kid, you are still not bold enough, you are not open enough, and you are restrained."

“Because I think I have too many constraints, I can’t even see my own heart clearly, and it’s hard to pursue what I really want.”

When Zhang Lingyu heard this, he lowered his head, letting his white hair cover his eyes, looking a little weak.

At this time, Zhang Taichu fumbled in his arms again and took out a brand new mobile phone.

"Cough cough."

He coughed twice, traced the screen with his fingers, and then placed it directly in front of Zhang Lingyu.

Zhang Lingyu looked at it in confusion, but was shocked to find that the video was playing a video recording, and the protagonist of the video was him when he was drunk.

However, the drunk Zhang Lingyu had a very different temperament from his current self. He seemed extremely unrestrained and passionate. He was dancing on the dance floor, shouting while swaying his body.

"I, Zhang Lingyu, just like Xia He!"

"One thousand years, ten thousand years, no change, I just like Xia He!"

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Every word in the video was so clear that it attracted the attention of the people in the bar.

But the drunk man was unmoved and didn't care about the gazes of the crowd. Instead, he called out Xia He's name wantonly.