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"Last night, I caught a lot of all-sex monsters who fled down the mountain."

"The helper invited by the old heavenly master will go to beat the all-sex demon every night. Although the all-sex demon has a rampant personality, he is not an idiot. He saw his companion being beaten and maimed. How could he stay on the mountain?"

"By the way, there aren't many whole-sex aliens on the mountain now!"

"I heard that the all-sex demon at the foot of Longhu Mountain is also on the run."

"Hey, hey! If you say that..."

The few Nadutong employees who were chatting looked at each other, and they all saw speechlessness in each other's eyes. They squatted for a few days, but you told me that the enemy was not coming? !

Don't be so foolish!

All-round guys, you have to fight a little bit!Must come tomorrow!

As an evil sect that does evil everywhere and is hated by everyone, you must not be cowardly!

A bunch of employees shouted in their hearts, don't let us waste our efforts!wholeness.

At the same time, the old master was also discussing this matter with Lu Jin.

Lu Jin's face was serious: "I think Quan Xing may not come to attack the mountain tomorrow."

"Don't think about it so much, it doesn't matter if Quanxing doesn't come to attack the mountain tomorrow, I still have plan B." Zhang Zhiwei shook his head slightly, indicating that Lu Jin didn't need to worry.

"Backup plan?" Lu Jin stroked his beard and smiled, "How?"

"The beheading operation will kill all those monsters with a little reputation." Zhang Zhiwei said very harsh words in a very flat tone.

"Why are you so murderous?" Hearing Zhang Zhiwei's murderous words, Lu Jin's eyelids twitched, and his hand stroking his beard froze in midair.

"Because they provoked me." Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile, but the smile was a little cold.

Although the future hasn't happened yet, he already knows the future through other means...

[271.Chapter 270 Crimson Palace Thunder and Water Dirty Thunder]

The site behind the mountain.

At this moment, there is still a long time before the start of the finals, and there is no one else in the empty field except Zhang Chulan.

Standing alone in the middle of the field, Zhang Chulan slowly raised his head and looked at the blue sky, recalling what happened in the early morning. It was just dawn at that time, and he was about to eat after washing.

"Zhang Chulan..."

A slightly lazy voice made Zhang Chulan, who was walking to the door, stop and look back. He looked in the direction of the voice, folded his arms, and Mu Yang, who was leaning on the door frame, entered his vision.

"Boss Mu, what are your orders?" Zhang Chulan lowered his posture.

"It's not a big deal, I just want to tell you in advance that today's finals will be played by yourself..."

Speaking of this, Mu Yang deliberately stopped to pay attention to the changes in Zhang Chulan's expression. However, unlike what he expected, Zhang Chulan's expression remained calm, and he nodded slightly to express his understanding: "Do you have anything else to say?"

Zhang Chulan is a bit serious today!

With a sigh in his heart, Mu Yang said: "Yes, although I don't intend to help you fight, but it will raise your strength to the same level as Zhang Lingyu, and evenly matched battles are more interesting."

"Thank you." Zhang Chulan said.

"Come on~" Mu Yang turned around, waved his hands, and walked back into the house.

As the memories dissipated, Zhang Chulan looked down at his palm, and a few pale rays of thunder flickered.

If a person's combat power suddenly increases, it stands to reason that he needs time to adapt before he can control his soaring strength as much as possible and exert nearly 100% of his strength. However, Zhang Chulan did not encounter this kind of problem and suddenly improved. His strength did not affect him, like waving his arms, as if he had cultivated himself.

To be honest, Zhang Chulan was puzzled by this, and was very curious about how Boss Mu did it.

When Zhang Chulan was thinking wildly, the audience came one after another, and the quiet venue gradually became lively.

"It's about to start, it's about to start, I'm really looking forward to it!"

"Who do you think will win?"

"I don't care who wins, I just want to watch an exciting fight."

"By the way, isn't it a little dangerous for us to sit in a row?"

"What are you afraid of! Get close and see clearly."

While ordinary audiences were having heated discussions, some less ordinary audiences also arrived one after another.

Zhang Zhiwei and Tian Jinzhong, dressed in formal attire, walked into the venue, and they stood in the last row of the auditorium, which was the highest point.

Next to the two were Mu Yang, Lu Jin and others. A group of bigwigs gathered in one place, which gave ordinary people a sense of oppression. With a group of people as the center, there was no one within a five-meter radius.

If it weren't for the finals, this no man's land would be even bigger.

"clang----"

As the loud sound of the gong spread throughout the field, the words of the referee announcing the start of the game also spread to the ears of everyone present.

"Luo Tian Dajiao finally won, Zhang Lingyu vs. Zhang Chulan..."

The auditorium was quiet for a moment, and noisy voices sounded again, such as "Here we come", "Final!", "Don't squeeze me" and other words.

At one of the two entrances and exits of the venue, Zhang Lingyu, dressed in white, walked into the venue, came to a position more than ten meters away from Zhang Chulan, and looked at him.

"Finals begin—"

As the voice fell, Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu walked towards each other at the same time.