Under one person: I am alone, and I dominate the world

Chapter 8

Zhang Taichu stepped forward, walked into the crowd, and went straight to the center.

Along the way, the young aliens around were shouting excitedly, or discussing in whispers.

"That must be President Feng of the Tianxiahui. After establishing his career in middle age, he can become one of the top ten. He is really a hero of the generation!"

"That's right, after the Luo Tian Dajiao, I still want to join the Tianxiahui."

"Mr. Lu is still so handsome despite his age, ah ah!"

"This time for the Luotian Dajiao, I heard that Mr. Lu brought out one of the eight wonders, the Tongtian Rui, as the winner's prize!"

"Eight Magic Skills, what are they?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, those standing in front are all the strongest in our alien world. When will we be like them?"

The crowd discussed excitedly, with excitement on their faces.

Luo Tian Dajiao, in addition to the regular sacrificial process, also arranged a competition for the younger generation. There are bound to be many people who will emerge in this competition and become famous. They are more likely to win the favor of the big boss. This is where the opportunities come from.

Zhang Taichu was speechless, just walking through the gaps in the crowd and heading forward.

He had just come out of retreat, and he saw someone who annoyed him, which really made him feel a little bad.

The crowd on both sides was bustling, and no one seemed to notice him. Even if someone was attracted by his extraordinary appearance, they just took a second look.

The place where Zhang Chulan and others are located.

When Zhang Taichu walked past them, Feng Baobao turned her head. Her keen innate perception made her subconsciously look in the direction of Zhang Taichu, and blinked at his back.

Wang also turned his head away, attracted by Zhang Taichu's temperament, he made a quick trick, thoughtful in his heart, and realized that the other party was different.

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Above the front desk, a group of big guys were still talking.

After all, it was such a grand event, and everyone would not deliberately make the situation embarrassing, so they all maintained a peaceful and warm atmosphere on the surface.

Even Lu Jin looked at Zhang Zhiwei, temporarily suppressed the grievances in his heart, and was willing to exchange a few words with Wang Ai, Lu Ci and others.

As for Tianshi Zhang Zhiwei himself, he has always maintained a peaceful posture, and he has not lost his courtesy in dealing with others.

Since he took over the burden of the celestial master from his master Zhang Jingqing, the last generation of celestial masters in Longhu Mountain, he understood the weight of the burden, and the more he could understand the contradictions and entanglements that the master experienced back then.

Many times, depending on the angle you stand at, what you see is different.

"This is my great-grandson Wang Bing. This time he also participated in the Luotian Festival. You juniors can communicate with each other more than once." Wang Ai continued, hugging the junior behind him and bringing him to the crowd. Faced with Lu Linglong.

He was a man with rags of yellow hair on his head and an unruly expression. There was a hint of sinisterness hidden in his narrow eyes that could not be erased.

Facing the big bosses, he didn't salute. Instead, he glanced sideways at Lu Linglong, and with a hint of contempt, he snorted coldly.

Seeing this, Lu Linglong folded her arms around her chest, but she didn't respond to Wang and showed a good face.

In this regard, Wang Ai did not express any expression, nor did she criticize her great-grandson harshly, as if she was used to it.

Lu Jin frowned, feeling that the boy Wang Bing in front of him was in line with the ethos of the Wang family. He was a mess.

The atmosphere fell into a subtle silence.

At this time, Wang Ai spoke again, with a friendly smile on his face, like a Maitreya Buddha: "How time flies, our younger generations have grown up in a blink of an eye, and one day they will replace us old men." .”

Lu Ci, who had a long and narrow scar on one side of his face, then said with emotion: "Yes, old friends are getting old and dying one by one. Now they are even more withered."

But at this time.

There was a clear voice that suddenly came from the crowd.

"The one who deserves to die is dead, and the one who deserves to die is still alive. It's really annoying."

The sound was not loud, but it could be clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, and it also fell on the ears of Wang Ai and others, making their faces freeze.

This sentence is clearly following what they said, and it is even more of an insult!
On Lu Cina's face that was carved with scars, red lights flashed in his eyes, and he did not hide his anger at all.

Wang Ai narrowed her eyes, feeling puzzled in her heart, but did not reveal too much emotion on her face.

On the contrary, the always calm Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei, when he heard this voice clearly, his eyes that had always been half-closed suddenly opened and closed at this moment, revealing his naked eyes, and he was rarely excited.

He may not have heard a few words of this voice throughout the year, but he is extremely clear who it is!
Beside him, Zhang Lingyu, who had always been silent, reacted even more violently. She turned her head straight and looked at the place where the voice came from, unable to contain the joy on her face.

Sure enough, among the crowd, a familiar figure came.

He was wearing a blue Taoist robe, with loose long hair and a handsome face, but his eyes were cold—it was Zhang Taichu!

"Perhaps some junior didn't mean to offend, Celestial Master, why are you so anxious?" Lu Jin was still talking, not seeming to care.

But at this time.

Zhang Lingyu's excited voice sounded: "Uncle Taichu!"

Zhang Lingyu called out, walked quickly in the direction of Zhang Taichu, bowed in front of him: "Lingyu, meet my uncle!"

Looking at Zhang Lingyu in front of him, Zhang Taichu's eyes softened a little, and he lifted him up with one hand: "There is no need to be polite."

Immediately, he took another step and headed towards the direction of Wang Ai and everyone in front of the stage.

???

!!!

Master Lingyu's uncle?
This scene immediately made the entire Luotian Dajiao scene become silent in the blink of an eye.

Even the big guys who were talking in front of the stage fell silent immediately.

Everyone looked towards the venue with wide eyes and disbelief.

"Am I not mistaken, Master Lingyu calls a person who looks younger than him Master Uncle?"

"Zhang Lingyu's uncle? Is that the master's junior brother?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"According to common sense, if you say that I am the grandson of Master Lingyu, it is more credible than if you say that person is the junior brother of Master Tian!"

"But this is what Master Lingyu said personally!"

After being surprised, everyone started a heated discussion, like an exploding boiler, while not forgetting to pay close attention to the situation in front of the field.

At the same time, compared to everyone in the audience, it was the big guys in front of the stage who seemed more excited.

Almost the moment they saw Zhang Taichu's appearance clearly, Wang Ai and Lu Ci's expressions changed drastically in an instant, revealing expressions as if they had seen a ghost.

Their first reaction was filled with fear visible to the naked eye!
(End of this chapter)