Under one person, I am Zhang Chulan’s brother

Chapter 175: Unshakable Bilian is online
Although this sky corridor looks quite difficult, it actually does not trouble many people.

Anyone who dares to come to Longhu Mountain to participate in the Luotian Festival is more or less a stranger of some level, and it is no problem to cope with this test.

On the contrary, there are only a few people who are as embarrassing as Zhang Chulan.

However, in the face of the contempt and behavior of the people around him, Zhang Chulan looked as calm as if he hadn't seen him, and he was talking and laughing with Xu San and Xu Si all the way.

Soon they met Lu Linglong and the others.

Perhaps because they are similar in age, Lu Linglong has a very good relationship with Zhang Chulan, and they often communicate in the chat group.

After the Luotian Dajiao began, Zhang Chulan also obtained detailed information about the contestants from Hidden Dragon.

However, there are currently only domestic ones, and information on foreign players is still being collected.

Seeing them gathered together with serious expressions on their faces, they were probably worried about the quality of the contestants this time.

"The popularity of the Luotian Dajiao was so high this time that it attracted many unknown masters!"

Lu Linglong held a booklet in her hand, pointed to the photos on it and said: "Tangmen - Tao Tao, Qiuzhenhui - Jiaxin, Tiangongtang - Zhao Luan, Penglai Night Blade - Song Jinyu... They are all young geniuses that I have never heard of before.”

"This doesn't count foreigners. We still know nothing about those foreigners." Feng Xingtong added.

"Don't worry." Zanglong took a big bite of the chicken leg and said in a leisurely tone: "I have contacted my good buddy abroad and asked him to help collect the information. It will be available tonight at the latest."

"What do you mean by this?" Zhang Chulan asked curiously, pointing to the name written in red pen on the booklet.

Lu Linglong replied: "Black refers to unknown masters, and red refers to known and very powerful masters, such as your brother, Brother Wang Ye, Brother Ma, Master Lingyu, etc."

"That's right." Zhang Chulan nodded thoughtfully.

In addition to these acquaintances, he also saw Deng Youfu.

Chu Maxian has always been mysterious and unpredictable, so to be labeled with a red name by Linglong and the others, he has to be more careful.

While the small group was studying the strength of the opponent, Zhang Chuyi took two of his subordinates to report to Director Zhao.

Of course his subordinates are Wang Ye and Ma Xianhong who have just joined the company.

In order to deal with various emergencies that may arise during the Luotian Festival, Zhao Fangxu established a temporary rapid response team. The team leader was Zhang Chuyi, an old employee, and Wang Ye and Ma Xianhong were his deputies.

Usually they don't need to patrol around like other employees, they can just do their own thing.

But if a master emerges, that's when they come into play.

In addition, reporting to Director Zhao once a day is also a fixed part of the work.

Fortunately, the past few days have been relatively peaceful. Zhang Chuyi summed up everything that happened yesterday without saying anything happened.

Just after hanging up the phone, everyone received their group status.

Because there were a large number of participants this time, we were divided into eight groups.

Green dragon, white tiger, red bird, basalt, and then green snake, white deer, red carp, and yellow sheep.

Each person's specific competition times are distinguished by the heavenly stems and earthly branches.

For example, Zhang Chuyi is in the D-shaped group of Zhuque Field. There are four people with this number. These four people will have a melee next. The winner will be player Ding Zhuque, and then advance to the one-on-one elimination round.

"What are you two?"

Zhang Chuyi leaned his head next to Wang Ye and Lao Ma.

"Bing Xuanwu." Wang Ye replied with a yawn.

"I am A White Tiger, and the fight is about to begin." Ma Xianhong put away his phone and walked directly to the competition venue.

Because the space is limited, most groups have to wait for others to finish before they can enter and start the game.

However, those talented players are still very satisfied with this arrangement, because this way they can better observe their potential opponents in the next round, and it is easier to analyze the advantages and disadvantages and target them.

Before the players even entered the stadium, a group of foreigners set up cameras in several locations with good views in the stands.

These are foreign media organizations that spent a lot of money to buy the exclusive broadcast rights of the competition from Longhu Mountain. If Chinese people want to watch the live broadcast, they have to go to an external network to watch the live broadcast.

"The first game is about to begin. The player numbered Jia Qinglong is invited to enter and prepare!"

The referee's announcement sounded on the radio.

There were hundreds of people standing densely in the stands, some were whispering to each other, and some were holding up their mobile phones to record the scene.

Three of the four people in the first game were from abroad, and the only Chinese stranger was Ma Shan from the Qiuzhen Society.

This man had shown his face before at the Lu family's birthday. He was good at Baji Boxing and easily defeated Xiao Xiao of Deyun Club. However, he did not feel proud for long before he was reduced to Zhang Chuyi's defeated opponent.

In the past six months, he has been practicing kung fu crazily, just to one day wash away all the humiliation he suffered from Zhang Chuyi.

So as soon as he entered the stage, he showed a very fierce momentum, which felt like he had been reborn from the ashes with a brand new look.

Huang Ning'er in the stands saw that her apprentice not only did not dwell on past failures, but instead turned failures into motivation to go further, she nodded slightly and showed a satisfied expression.

However, the result of the game surprised him.

"The winner of the Armored Blue Dragon is...the Knights of the Round Table—Noah Pendragon!"

This British swordsman with flowing blond hair and handsome appearance took just over a minute to finish off all three opponents.

In comparison, Ma Shan actually performed quite well. The other two people could only survive two moves under Noah. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were instant kills.

The rest of the time was completely spent on Ma Shan challenging Noah. Although he had tried his best, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the strength of the two was not at the same level.

Noah could actually defeat Ma Shan a long time ago, but he was quite curious about the abilities of the Chinese aliens and had a bit of a learning and research mentality, so he gave Ma Shan the illusion that he could fight back.

But this game has always been under Noah's control. Ma Shan and the other two players have no chance at all. It is just a cat-and-mouse game.

But when Noah got serious, Ma Shan, like the other two players, was defeated after only one move.

It is worth mentioning that as a swordsman, Noah only held the hilt of the sword in his hand and could not see the blade.

But it is such an edgeless sword that can split the opponent's body-protecting energy into pieces every time it swings, which is really unbelievable.

As for Noah's victory, almost no one on the foreign side celebrated it, as if they had just experienced a trivial event.

The more observant people in China have vaguely realized that this Noah Pendragon is probably a "famous actor" in the Western alien world!
It is precisely because of his fame that his victory is taken for granted.

"Have you found it?" Xu San and Xu Si held Zhang Chuyi on their left and right, both looking at the mobile phone in his hand.

In order to find out the information about these foreign players, Zhang Chuyi specially found Er Zhuang to help.

Erzhuang happened to be lying in the nutrition cabin with nothing to do, so he agreed.

As soon as Noah Pendragon appeared, Zhang Chuyi felt that this kid was not simple, so he immediately sent his photo to Er Zhuang.Facts have proved that his intuition is really accurate. The next game is already over before the information here is found.

"I found it!"

Under the gaze of the three people, Erzhuang sent Noah's message.

After reading it carefully, the expressions of all three people changed.

"I knew the origin of this Noah was not simple. He turned out to be a descendant of King Arthur!"

Zhang Chuyi suddenly realized it and felt that this world was really wonderful.

King Arthur, the most legendary king in Celtic mythology.

But whether this person exists has not yet been determined.

But what is certain is that there is a family that inherited his surname and continues to this day.

Noah Pendragon is the most dazzling star of this family. He was qualified to join the Knights of the Round Table and became a knight's retinue when he was only 16 years old.

Then it only took three years to become an official Knight of the Round Table, and the speed of promotion was unmatched.

Among the young people in the Western alien world, he is a fusion of family background, good looks, and talent, with almost no flaws to be found.

"No wonder it's so embarrassing, it turns out to be Zhang Lingyu from Europa." Xu Si laughed and made a strange but very appropriate metaphor.

"As a descendant of King Arthur, does he still have the Sword of the King in his hand?" Zhang Chuyi began to think seriously about this question.

It stands to reason that the legendary jade seals of the country have been released, so the Sword of the King should not be just a legend, right?

Before he could figure out the problem, the second game in the B Blue Dragon Group began.

After hearing the game number, almost all the foreigners on the Chinese side sat upright and looked at the field with wide eyes.

The reason why we attach so much importance is that Zhang Chulan's number is Yi Qinglong.

Even though he was so stretched when he passed the cliff just now, many people thought that this was definitely his plan after careful consideration.

Is it possible for a descendant of Qi Ti Yuanliu to be so weak?
If it was true, as the outside world said, that he had not practiced cultivation for nearly ten years, how could he allow the Heavenly Master to arrange this great ceremony for him?

So the scene just now was definitely a disguise. In fact, this boy's strength and talent may be even higher than that of his elder brother!
Moreover, Qi Ti Yuanliu has a good reputation, and the catastrophe ten years ago is still fresh in many people's memories, so they want to take this opportunity to observe it.

The only pity is that the three opponents in his group this time are all Chinese strangers, and their strength is relatively weak, so they may not be able to see him use the Qi Ti Genryu.

Under the gaze of hundreds of eyes, Zhang Chulan appeared on the stage.

He wore a black cloak and had a cold face.

"Grandpa, everyone in the world failed you back then, but today my grandson can seek justice for you!"

Then he took a heavy step forward, with a look of bitterness and hatred on his face.

At the same time, the wind and clouds were rolling, and the sand and rocks were flying.

"Damn, Lanzi is so strong!"

Feng Xingtong shouted in shock in the stands. When we got along before, I didn't realize that he had such a character. He looked quite playful and smiling, but when he was serious, he was so powerful.

"You are worthy of being a descendant of Qi Ti Yuanliu, with this momentum..."

Zhang Chulan's three opponents all had solemn faces. After looking at each other, one of them, a young man with a protagonist's face, said: "Everyone, this Zhang Chulan is very powerful. He is definitely not his opponent when fighting alone. Let's work together to deal with it." how?"

"That's what I meant." The other two nodded.

"Haha, is this my opponent?" Zhang Chulan raised his head, his eyes full of disappointment: "You don't have the dignity of a strong man, but you also want to see the origin of my Qi Body?"

The three people's expressions froze when they were asked, and they didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Once a magical skill like the Qi Ti Origin is used, the world will be shaken and the ghosts and gods will cry. How can you, the weak mentality of you who want to join the group to keep warm, see my Qi Ti Origin!"

Zhang Chulan continued to fire, and said loudly to the three people in front of him: "If you still have a little pride as a practitioner, show your sincerity and face me with the strongest attitude.

Only in this way is it worth my while! "

After saying that, Zhang Chulan sat directly on the ground, looking like a lonely master.

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, then sighed: "You are right, how can you see Mount Tai without suffering?
A magical skill like the Qi Ti Genryu cannot be afforded by the weak. Everyone, let's decide first! "

After saying that, Xiao Yan fought with the other two people.

In the stands, Zhang Chuyi and Xu Si were already laughing.

"Some fools really believe it. This is too easy to fool." Xu Si hugged his belly, tears welling up in his eyes.

"It seems that Chu Lan still wants to go without talking about martial arts. Although it is shameless, it is really useful."

Zhang Chuyi also laughed weakly, not knowing whether to be grateful or disappointed.

In fact, he had discussed this issue with Chu Lan before. From an emotional point of view, he definitely hoped that his brother's reputation would be better.

Since the strength is sufficient, there is no need to engage in those conspiracies and tricks. It is nothing more than just running over them openly. If you really encounter someone who can't be beaten, let's talk about it.

But Chu Lan obviously doesn't think so. All martial ethics and dignity are bullshit, and he doesn't care about them at all.

But the advantage is that there is no bottom line, and no matter what happens, no one will be surprised.

But it’s certain that after today, this guy’s reputation will probably be ruined.

And just when the rest of the people were confused by Zhang Chulan's behavior, the other three people in the field had already decided the winner.

Xiao Yan defeated the two opponents in this match with a slight advantage and got the opportunity to fight Zhang Chulan.

"Let's meditate and take a rest first. I'm not the kind of villain who takes advantage of others."

Zhang Chulan said without moving, eyes closed.

This noble and upright appearance made many people nod secretly.

"Whether I win or lose this battle today, I have no regrets in my heart."

Xiao Yan sat down with a smile and began to use Qi to heal his injuries.

However, less than three seconds later, Zhang Chulan stood up.

He walked up to Xiao Yan, looked at the referee with a smile and said, "Brother, it's not a foul if I hit him now, right?"

(End of this chapter)