The Fantasy Library Under One Person

"You didn't pay attention to us at all!"

The three idiots were taken aback.

"Let me know who among you is the strongest and who is worthy of fighting with me!"

"Who is worthy to accept the baptism of the origin of the body!"

Zhang Chulan roared, as if igniting an explosive fuze, the blood of those three idiots seemed to boil instantly!

"it's me!"

"it's me!"

"I'm the one worthy to be your opponent!"

boom!

The congenital qi of the three collided fiercely, killing each other, and the overflowing air created clouds of smoke and dust on the ground!

"Hahaha! It's a waste of talent if this guy doesn't do MLM..." In the stands, Feng Xingtong couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, boy, give me a copy of the little Vulcan Hong Bin's information..." Wang Daolin suddenly appeared behind Feng Xingtong, and said with a smile.

"Fuck, your kid will be younger than me next year..." Feng Xingtong complained dissatisfiedly, but when he thought of Wang Daolin's seniority as a servant, he swallowed the rest of the words.

"Take it! This Zhang Chulan is really weird, don't you worry about him losing?"

"He won't lose!" Wang Daolin looked down at the information in his hand, waved his hand and walked away.

At this moment, the three people in the field have already decided the outcome.

The blue-haired boy panted heavily, looking at Zhang Chulan who was sitting on the ground, "Zhang Chulan, I have obtained the qualification to be a strong man!"

"This is my respect for the predecessors who created unique skills... Now let me experience the origin of your body!"

"Sit down! Adjust your qi back to the best state!" Zhang Chulan said without raising her head, "I won't make a move for you now!"

"Zhang Chulan...hehe..." Lan Mao smiled and sat cross-legged on the ground slowly, and began to adjust his Qi, "Is the victory or defeat not important to you?"

"It is already my honor to be able to compete with an opponent like you...Thank you...Zhang Chulan..."

"Uh...referee, it's not a foul if I smoke him now, right?"

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018 Flame duel, transforming fire against little Vulcan

Zhang Chulan's voice suddenly sounded, waking Lan Mao awake.

"It doesn't count, but I want to slap you now!" The referee said with a dark face.

"Hey?! Didn't you say wait for me to slow down before you do it?" Lan Mao was stunned at the time, "Damn it!? What you just said...wait...how about your dignity as a strong man?"

"Strong dignity? How much is that thing worth a catty?" Zhang Chulan smiled harmlessly to humans and animals, and the heavenly official blessed him, "True dignity has nothing to do with strength or weakness, it is something more precious...so it won't be here It's a cheap occasion to show off..."

"Hey? Damn! Zhang Chulan, you don't shake Bilian..."

Before Lan Mao could finish speaking, Zhang Chulan kicked him out with a flying kick.This kick was so strong that the blue hair that had been exhausted in a lot of qi was immediately unable to get up.

"Zhang Chulan...you bastard who doesn't shake Bilian..."

"Uh...cough...Baihu group, the winner...Zhang Chulan..." The referee announced with a stinky face and reluctance.

"WTF?!"

"shameless!"

"Don't shake Bilian and Zhang Chulan!"

For a while, the crowd in the stands was furious.On the other hand, Zhang Chulan, with a winner's smile, raised her right hand high, and exited the stage triumphantly, not caring about the audience's abuse.

"Huh? Where are Sister Baoer and the others?" Zhang Chulan returned to the stands, ignoring the people glaring at him, and asked suspiciously.

"They all went to the competition venue at Wang Daolin's side." Feng Xingtong said, "There was a little Vulcan Hong Bin in that match! The situation is not very optimistic..."

"Heh...heh..." Zhang Chulan chuckled twice, and Feng Xingtong's hairs stood on end, "If that guy loses, he will go to hell..."

Wang Daolin's arena.

At this time, two people on the field had already collapsed to the ground and lost consciousness.

Less than half a minute into the game, these two guys kicked on the iron board and were easily dismantled by Wang Daolin and Hong Bin.

"Is that the little celestial master of Longhushan celestial master's mansion?" Hong Bin, who was dressed in fiery red training clothes, was very burly, with a burst of anger all over his body. Haven't mastered the spell yet?"

"I didn't grasp the palm, didn't you see it with your own eyes?" Wang Daolin said with a smile, his body was full of golden light.

"Huh! It seems that the rumors are not true, but if you think that this golden light curse alone can stop me, then you are very wrong!" Hong Bin grinned, and waved his hands repeatedly, one after another of terrifyingly hot flames shot towards me in an instant. Wang Dao is about to attack!

call out!

The next moment, the golden light on Wang Daolin's body condensed into a big hand, which scattered the flames in the sky.

"Tsk tsk, there is a trick! Then try this again! Explode the fireball!"

Hong Bin grinned, and countless fireballs shot out instantly, densely covering all the space that Wang Daolin could dodge!

"My flame... your Golden Light Curse cannot be prevented at all!"