Violators Club

Luo Tian Dajiao has entered the late stage, and there are still eight young people left.

As this round of competition between the favorites to win the championship, in the match between Zhang Chulan and Wang Yedao, many people came to the scene.

Standing on the high platform at the moment, Chen Changqing was holding a cigarette in his hand. He wanted to smoke at first. Seeing Li Shiqing's expression, the old father felt helpless.
This cigarette is neither smoked nor not smoked.

Fortunately, at the next moment, Chen Changqing saw the old celestial master with Wu Qing eyes, pushing the wheelchair of his junior brother Tian Jinzhong and walking over. With his unique appearance, Chen Changqing couldn't help but joked:

"Hey, old heavenly master, what's wrong with your face?"

The old heavenly master gave a dry cough, waved his hands, and looked unimportant:
"Last night, something went wrong when I was doing the qi exercise. My face was a little swollen. It's not important."

But Chen Changqing didn't intend to let it go, and now he looked gloating:

"Really? How did I hear that you seem to have been beaten."

Lao Tianshi and Lu Jin have been friends for many years. Lu Jin has a granddaughter named Lu Linglong, and the other party has also successfully entered the top [-]. The player who played against yesterday was Zhang Lingyu, the apprentice of Lao Tianshi.

The little girl's strength is good, and she is definitely the best among her peers. It's a pity that she met Zhang Lingyu, who has the strength of a champion, and was beaten to the ground.

In the next generation of the Lu family, there are many boys, but there is only one girl, Lu Linglong.

Looking at Lu Linglong who was smoked from Zhang Lingyu's thunderbolt and finally carried away on a stretcher.

As an elder, Lu Jin naturally couldn't find trouble with Zhang Lingyu, but he could find someone of the same generation as the old heavenly master.

So, the three old guys who together are at least 300 years old, their behavioral logic seems to be no more than three years old, as for the other one?
Naturally, it was Tian Jinzhong, the younger brother of the old heavenly master.

As for this matter, Li Shiqing knew about it, and even watched the whole process.

But she didn't understand how Uncle Chen knew?

On the other hand, faced with Uncle Chen's ridicule, the old Tianshi couldn't help being anxious, with a bearded and staring look:
"Are you kidding? I, Zhang Zhiwei, have always beaten others. How could I be beaten by others? You must have misheard, girl Shishi, don't listen to your Uncle Chen's nonsense."

Li Shiqing was very helpless. She had seen the whole process of Mr. Lu Jin chasing and killing the old heavenly master yesterday, so she could only change the topic at this moment:

"Hi Tianshi, why are you here so early today?"

After the words fell, the old heavenly master put his hands on his hips, accompanied by a burst of hearty and triumphant laughter: "No way, who made the first match today be my disciple and grandson."

As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at Chen Changqing.

This made Chen Changqing very helpless. Li Shiqing was young and couldn't see through that the old fox was using the silly girl to oppress him.

It is estimated that Li Shiqing was seen by the other party not to let him smoke before, so he found Li Shiqing just now. It can only be said that the cycle of cause and effect, retribution is not good.

This old fellow Zhang Zhiwei really refuses to suffer at all!

On the other side of the line of sight, as a player in the quarterfinals, Zhang Chulan entered the field early.

But what is surprising is that as his opponent in this round, Daoist Wang Ye of Wudang Mountain has not entered the arena for a long time.

If it weren't for yesterday's game, the audience should have exploded at this moment.

Because apart from the first round, none of Zhang Chulan's subsequent games won by relying on her own strength.

His opponent was either sick, or chose to abandon the game for no reason.

Therefore, many people were very dissatisfied with Zhang Chulan's behavior of being able to enter the top [-] of Luo Tian Dajiao, even with the name of not shaking Bilian, it became more and more famous.

Almost everyone believed that Zhang Chulan was a shameless villain who won by relying on conspiracy and tricks.

But there were some changes in these remarks yesterday. The reason was that Zhang Chulan played against Tang Wenlong, a disciple of the Tang Sect. In this round of competition, Zhang Chulan showed strength beyond everyone's expectations.

It only took half a minute for the opponent to end the battle.

Although there are elements of negligence.

As a disciple of the Tang Sect, Tang Wenlong did not use many methods.

But Zhang Chulan's strength should not be underestimated. After all, his opponent Tang Wenlong is not an ordinary disciple, but a direct disciple representing the Tang Sect.

Can solve Tang Wenlong within half a minute, Zhang Chulan is definitely not a parallel importer.

But when everyone was wondering, why did Zhang Chulan hide herself?Or when this guy has other plans?
No one thought that the next day, in the match between Zhang Chulan and Wudang Wang Ye Daochang, the accident happened again.

Looking down at the time on the watch, the referee looked hesitantly at Zhang Chulan who was not far away with a calm expression. Although he was very reluctant, but because of the rules, he could only shout loudly:
"Wudang King Ye, please enter the arena as soon as you hear it!"

After shouting three times in a row, there was no response from the venue, and a smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Chulan's mouth.

There were not many contestants who made Luo Tian Dajiao feel difficult for him this time, and Wudang King was one of them.

Not only because of the opponent's strength, but also because the opponent's brain is no worse than his own.

This is why Zhang Chulan chose to let Sister Shishi solve Wang Ye instead of Sister Baoer.

Looking up at the auditorium outside the competition arena, his eyes skipped over each body, and finally stopped for a moment on a body in white.

This person is called Zhang Lingyu, a disciple of the old heavenly master. According to his seniority, he should call him "little master uncle".

Zhang Chulan didn't like this person, and felt that he was pretending and looked like a stinky fart.

But I have to admit that this person is very strong, and the younger generation has few opponents. If there is no big accident, the opponent should be the last opponent of Luo Tian during this trip.

But the problem was that there were so many people sitting on and off the stage during the Luo Tian Dajiao.

The little fox, the old fox, under countless circumstances, how could there be no accidents, just when the referee was about to announce that the Wudang king also gave up the game because he failed to arrive at the arena on time, and Zhang Chulan directly advanced to the next round?
With bloodshot eyes, his complexion was paler than before, and the dark circles under his eyes were even heavier, Wang Yedao, ran over all the way, shouting:

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm coming."

Seeing Wang Yedao's appearance at this moment, the referee couldn't help but frown.

Although the other party is not the Taoist leader of the Tianshi Mansion, everyone belongs to the Taoist school. Thinking of the previous situation, the referee looked at Zhang Chulan with a bad expression:
"Wang Ye, if necessary, I can suspend the competition. If there is any secret, I can also uphold justice for you!"

Zhang Chulan's deplorable behavior is now well known.

Luo Tiandajiao is such an important matter, as a Taoist disciple, Wang Ye is also the Taoist leader, so it is impossible for him to be late for no reason.

Reminiscent of before, Zhang Chulan's opponent disappeared for no reason.

The referee looked at Zhang Chulan more and more fiercely, giving the feeling that as long as Wang Yedao nodded, seven or eight big men would jump out and subdue Zhang Chulan immediately.

However, Daoist Wang Ye waved his hand at the referee's act of upholding justice:

"Forget it, brother, that's it."

Saying that, Daoist Wang Ye turned his head to look at Zhang Chulan, with a fierce expression and a look of gnashing his teeth: "Yes, Zhang Chulan, Daoist, I will take all precautions, just guard against Feng Baobao beside you. Give me this set, you kid is very good at playing!"

Zhang Chulan coughed dryly, pretending to be harmless to humans and animals:

"Ahem, Daoist Wang Ye, I don't understand what you are talking about."

Daoist Wang Ye rolled his eyes and glared at him angrily:
"Okay, don't pretend to be with me."

With that said, Daoist Wang Ye turned his head to look at the referee not far away.

He thought about it for a while, and with a decision in his heart, he said: "Brother, can you give me a breakfast? I haven't slept all night, I'm hungry, just a steamed bun."

After the words fell, the referee frowned, subconsciously reprimanded:

"Wang Ye, you have steamed buns in your head, right? Don't even look at what occasion it is, compare it quickly, and eat it after the comparison."

But Daoist Wang Ye shook his head and said seriously:

"I know, so please help prepare the steamed buns, brother. After all, Luo Tian Dajiao didn't stipulate competitions, so we must fight, right? We are all Taoist priests, pure-hearted and ascetic, not fighters,"

As he said that, Daoist Wang Ye glanced at Zhang Chulan not far away, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes were full of deep meaning: "I don't want to fight, and I'm tired from fighting. I can compare who can eat with this guy, and I should be able to eat it." Brother?"