Simultaneous Time Travel: Am I the only normal person among them?

Is there a problem?

no problem!

The two Taoist priests opposite were also at a loss and could only look to their junior uncle for help.

Zhang Lingyu is their backbone, so at this point, only Junior Uncle can make the decision.

I just hope that Junior Uncle won't act impulsively and really fight Zhang Chulan to the death.

Master Lingyu remained silent, his eyelids lowered, seemingly lost in thought.

You must be drenched in sweat, Lingyu prison.

Luke and his fourth brother exchanged a glance and simultaneously let out a sinister laugh, having seemingly swallowed several Soul Hall elders whole.

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Chapter 23 Lingyu Zhenren, you don't want Xia He to be...

In the end, Zhang Lingyu let go.

As the golden light dissipated, Zhang Chulan fell from the sky. Bao'er took off with a springboard and grabbed his collar, landing smoothly.

During the conversation just now, Master Lingyu relaxed his strength.

Even so, although Zhang Chulan didn't suffocate, he was exhausted for a while.

"let's go."

Zhang Lingyu turned and left.

"But, Junior Uncle..."

The fat Taoist priest wanted to say something more, but they still hadn't explained to Zhang Chulan the true purpose of the Old Celestial Master's orders for them to come down the mountain.

"and many more!"

Zhang Lingyu stopped.

"Didn't my sister Bao'er just say that you have to consider the owner before you beat a dog?"

Luke continued.

Zhang Chulan was eager to try his hand at it.

Brother Lu, I have an announcement to make: from now on, you're my real brother!

Those like "Third Brother" are all just clumsy imitations of Brother Lu.

Brother Lu is a tough guy who doesn't talk much.

When his underlings get beaten up, he really takes action when necessary!

"you!"

The fat Taoist priest looked annoyed. Why was this person acting like a mad dog?

Even though Junior Uncle has already backed down, he still keeps pressing him. Is he trying to pick a fight?

"So, what else do you want to do?"

Zhang Lingyu turned around.

"What do you need? It's nothing, just apologize to Zhang Chulan, and that'll be the end of it."

Upon hearing this, the members of the Tianxia Society couldn't help but frown. Are all the people in the company this domineering?

This serious attitude greatly annoyed Yiren, who still retained the rough and unruly spirit of the martial arts world.

However, you have to be tough when talking to these guys.

If you become weak, you'll be bullied by others.

Take Zhang Chulan from the original novel, for example. He suffered a lot of setbacks in the early stages. Although there were factors such as his lack of strength and his deliberate concealment of his abilities, he was genuinely frustrated.

On the contrary, those wicked and rotten bastards are living a very comfortable life, such as those old fogies among the Ten Elders, or the company's temporary workers.

This world is just like what Zhang Huaiyi told Zhang Chulan back then.

If you are afraid, they will bully you, humiliate you, and take everything away from you.

“I do not believe that teaching my junior brother to cultivate is a wrong thing, and there is no way to talk about apologizing.”

Master Lingyu was neither humble nor arrogant.

The old Celestial Master's original intention was to bring Zhang Chulan back to the Celestial Master's Mansion and take him as a disciple.

Therefore, at this moment, it's perfectly reasonable for Zhang Lingyu to regard Zhang Chulan as his junior brother.

"Heh, did you hear that? The Celestial Master wants to take you as his disciple, Chu Lan. Are you willing?"

Zhang Chulan shook his head vigorously.

I'm not happy at all, I'm extremely unhappy!

"Brother Lu, quick, teach this white-haired guy a lesson! He actually dares to oppose us; he must have ulterior motives towards the company!"

"Perhaps this Celestial Master's Mansion has long wanted to replace the company and become the number one leader in the world of supernatural beings."

Zhang Chulan ignited the fire.

These words made Zhang Lingyu and the two Taoist priests behind him turn pale.

Is this guy really the holder of the Qi Body Source Flow?

How can you have such a lack of perspective!

Moreover, how exactly did Master (the Old Celestial Master) take a liking to this guy?

"Look, Master Lingyu, Chu Lan has already said so, why don't you just give in?"

Luke smiled, while Lingyu Zhenren stood still.

"Does it really have to come to this?"

Lingyu Zhenren confirmed once again whether Luke's thoughts had changed.

Luke nodded with a smile.

Zhang Lingyu sighed and cupped his hands in greeting:

"Zhang Lingyu of the Celestial Master's Mansion, please show mercy to the company."

"I am from Nadutonglu, and I pay my respects to Master Lingyu."

Luke returned the gift.

The next instant, Luke vanished.

So fast!

Feng Shayan's pupils contracted.

My eyes simply couldn't keep up with Luke's speed.

Bang!

A dull thud was heard, and then Zhang Lingyu slid backward for dozens of meters before stopping.

Two ravines appeared on the ground, and Lingyu Zhenren's expression changed slightly.

That guy, so fast! So strong!

If Zhang Lingyu hadn't immediately activated his protective golden light, he probably would have been blasted away with a single blow.

"Not bad, Master Lingyu."

"However, if we only defend, we will eventually be defeated."

As he spoke, a thick aura surged around Luke.

He doesn't know anything about Qimen Dunjia, talismans, or magic.

Luke was too busy; he didn't have time to learn all these miscellaneous things.

However, with his Qi Source Flow, he can precisely manipulate the Qi within his body, thus accomplishing some simple, crude, yet highly effective little things.

For example, like Bao'er's continuous ejaculation.

Moreover, it's bigger, stronger, and more intense than Bao'er's!

With a single finger, countless wisps of energy surged upwards.

This scene is just like the Prince of the Saiyans' battle technique in the movie next door.

Zhang Lingyu initially tried to recite the Golden Light Mantra for protection, but after reciting one or two, he immediately gave up on this practice.

Luke's Qi ball was actually able to dissipate his protective golden light!

What kind of weird ability is this?

Not only that, how much Qi does this guy actually have that can withstand such a drain?

Zhang Lingyu gritted his teeth and dodged, using the Golden Light Mantra to withstand the attacks he couldn't avoid.

Among his peers, his cultivation level was considered top-notch, but the amount of Qi within his body was far less than that of the guy in front of him.

Zhang Lingyu had only ever seen this level of skill in the older generation.

But even they wouldn't be so extravagant.

It's simply a matter of condensing Qi into a ball and throwing it out.

On the one hand, one has to painstakingly guide the movement of the Qi, and on the other hand, one has to ensure one's own endurance.

Instead of wasting so much effort, it would be better to learn some surgical techniques, which would save time and effort.

Those around him watched Luke fire wildly, tears of envy streaming down their faces.

Isn't this guy named Luke afraid of overusing his Qi, draining himself dry, and dying on the spot?

But Bao'er and Xu Si remained calm and composed.

They knew just how exaggerated Luke's Qi was; it was like using an anti-aircraft gun to kill a mosquito.

What a strange thing!

Moreover, Luke still has one more card in his hand.

Thinking of Lü Liang, who is still undergoing emergency treatment at the company hospital, Xu Si seemed to be deep in thought.

“Master Lingyu, if you don’t take this seriously, I’m going to have to get serious.”

As he spoke, his speed suddenly increased dramatically, and Luke threw a punch at Lingyu Zhenren's abdomen.

Zhang Lingyu was caught off guard and was sent flying backward by the punch.

"Little uncle!"

The fat and thin Taoist priests exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

The scene before my eyes was simply unbelievable. Junior Uncle, the last disciple of the Old Celestial Master, and the leader of the younger generation.

At this moment, facing this unknown guy Luke, Master Lingyu was completely powerless to fight back!?

They thought Luke was going to give them a "red" boxing demonstration, teaching them a lesson with a scythe and hammer.

Unexpectedly, Junior Uncle was actually injured internally.

"Cough cough. I'm fine."

As the dust settled, Master Lingyu coughed, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and the golden light dimmed.

Just now, Luke shattered Lingyu Zhenren's protective golden light with that punch.

His Qi was indeed problematic.

"I told you, be serious, Master Lingyu."

Luke stopped, tilted his head, and smiled.

Then, as if remembering something, he vanished from the spot in a flash.

Zhang Lingyu concentrated golden light in his hand and, relying on his senses, deliberately threw a punch to the left front.

Then there is no more then.