Under One Person: I Become Stronger When I Break My Vows

Just when Qin Shiyue was thinking about how to deal with these Shaolin lackeys.

Feng Baobao's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"I'm not here to be the Heavenly Master, he wants to be the Heavenly Master, I'm responsible for getting rid of all those who get in the way."

There is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts.

Most of the strange people present were very ambitious, and Feng Baobao's words immediately produced the effect of being ridiculed by the crowd.

Even some people who didn't care about reputation couldn't help but look at Zhang Chulan next to Feng Baobao at this moment.

Zhang Chulan was sweating coldly in an instant.

In his eyes, everyone around him seemed to have become hungry wolves, ready to eat him up at any time.

Zhang Chulan jumped up like a cat with its fur blown up, quickly covered Feng Baobao's mouth, and gave an apologetic and flattering smile to the malicious eyes around him.

But that smile was as stiff as it could be. The cold sweat oozing out of his body soaked through his clothes in an instant.

Suddenly, Zhang Chulan shuddered, as if he sensed something more dangerous, and looked back.

As a result, he met Qin Shiyue's malicious eyes.

Zhang Chulan felt a little confused, and couldn't figure out when he had offended this monk, and why he looked at him like that.

Obviously, they were fine before, and they were quite polite to each other. Could it be that he was also ridiculed by Sister Baoer? No, he didn't want to be that kind of person.

At this time, the noisy scene quieted down, and everyone's eyes shifted to the high platform in front of them.

I saw that several big guys had already walked onto the high platform.

The old Tianshi, the old Tianshi's junior brother Tian Jinzhong, the president of the Tianxia Association Feng Zhenghao, Wang Ai of the Wang family, and Lu Ci, the mad dog of the Lu family.

Except for Tian Jinzhong, the rest of the people are serious big guys. Not only are they strong in their own strength, but their power is also the best among the best in the world of aliens.

Suddenly Qin Shiyue noticed a hint of malicious eyes.

Following the sensed gaze, he saw a dark light flashing in Wang Ai's small eyes.

What the hell?

How could Wang Ai have any ill will towards him? He had never dealt with the Wang family.

Could it be that his master, Master Jie Kong, had a conflict with the Wang family? That shouldn't be the case. If that was the case, Master Jie Kong would definitely inform him in advance.

Or did the Wang family get in touch with Shaolin?

Qin Shiyue was puzzled, but soon he put these questions behind him.

He has an advantage, that is, he will never get stuck in a dead end, and he won't think about things that he can't figure out.

Anyway, except for the old Tianshi, he is not afraid of anyone else on Longhu Mountain. At most, he will just deal with it.

After the old Tianshi presided over the opening ceremony of Luotian Dajiao, everyone began to draw lots.

Qin Shiyue drew Bing Zhuque, and Zhang Chulan drew Yi Baihu.

The two venues are very different. If Qin Shiyue wants to play against Zhang Chulan, he will probably have to wait until the semi-finals or finals.

The old master's arrangement is really appropriate. If he says that there is no problem with the box for drawing cards, no fool would believe it.

Look at the people in Zhang Chulan's track. Except for Tang Wenlong, who is still somewhat capable, the rest of them are better off not talking about them!

Since Qin Shiyue's order is relatively late.

So he didn't wait, but wandered around the venues and watched other people's games.

Soon Zhang Chulan's game started.

As expected, this kid still played against the poor blue-haired guy.

When he saw the clear stupidity in the blue-haired guy's eyes when he was fooled by Zhang Chulan.

Qin Shiyue felt that it was not unfair for this kid to be cheated by Zhang Chulan.

Putting aside the fact that Zhang Chulan's own strength is far higher than that of the blue-haired guy, even if Zhang Chulan's strength is not as good as that of the blue-haired guy. The result will not change.

The difference between the two people's lives is too big. Lanmao is obviously a flower in a greenhouse, who doesn't know the dangers of the world. Compared with Zhang Chulan, who has been surviving in the cracks since childhood, he is far behind in both character and knowledge.

Lanmao was fooled by Zhang Chulan, and almost exhausted his Qi in the battle with the other two contestants, and then was fooled into meditating without any defense to recover the consumed Qi in his body.

"Referee! Is it a foul for me to hit you now?"

Zhang Chulan pointed at Lanmao who was recovering his Qi.

"No foul, but I want to hit you now!"

The referee looked at Zhang Chulan, who was still a little excited in his shamelessness, and his face suddenly darkened.

However, Zhang Chulan's face didn't care about these.

He directly covered Lanmao's head with a torn cloak, and then began to beat him inhumanely.

In this way, Zhang Chulan passed the preliminary round almost without bloodshed.

Zhang Chulan's coquettish operation directly aroused public anger.The audience shouted "No Shake Bilian!" Mineral water bottles and other things flew everywhere.

Zhang Chulan's actions were not as simple as they seemed. It could be said that there was a deeper meaning behind them. His actions were just to hide his strength.

More importantly, it changed people's views on him, so that everyone's attention was diverted from his identity as the successor of the Qi Body Origin.

It must be said that although Zhang Chulan's actions were a bit slutty, the effect was really good.

According to the development of the original plot, by the time this kid reached the finals, basically no one would mention Zhang Chulan's identity as the successor of the Qi Body Origin.

Facing the audience's anger, Zhang Chulan lit a cigarette with a nonchalant look on his face, looking leisurely and contented.

Seeing this scene, let alone the audience, even Qin Shiyue, who knew this in advance, felt his fist hard at this moment.

This guy is really cheap! He really deserves a beating.

Suddenly Qin Shiyue's heart moved, what a good opportunity! It shouldn't be a problem to attack now!

The old Taoist priest couldn't say anything, after all, Zhang Chulan really deserved a beating, and there must be more than one person who wanted to attack.

"Amitabha! Mr. Zhang is really too much, I can't stand it anymore!"

Qin Shiyue suddenly chanted a Buddhist name! He shouted loudly with righteous words.

As soon as the voice fell, Qin Shiyue jumped off the ring, performed a reed crossing the river, turned into a residual image, and rushed towards Zhang Chulan who was still holding a cigarette and pretending to be cool to attract hatred.

"Fuck! Monk Baozheng! What are you doing!"

Zhang Chulan was frightened and exclaimed.

But his reaction was still very quick, and he immediately used a trace of thunder magic to bless his speed. A lazy donkey rolled over and dodged Qin Shiyue's attack in a mess.

Qin Shiyue's move was too fast, and except for Zhang Chulan, the person involved, no one else reacted.

However, the Longhu Mountain Taoist priest who was acting as the referee also reacted when Zhang Chulan dodged, and rushed down the referee's platform and stood in front of Zhang Chulan.

"Master Baozheng, please don't break the rules!"

The referee looked at Qin Shiyue vigilantly and warned him.

After the referee left the court, the Longhu Mountain Taoist priests who were maintaining order also surrounded him.

Seeing this, Qin Shiyue knew that he could not take the opportunity to retaliate now. If he wanted to deal with Zhang Chulan, he would have to wait a few days.

While sighing in his heart, he still showed an apologetic look on his face: "Amitabha, I was reckless."

"Master Baozheng, don't mind. If it weren't for my duty, I might make the same choice as you."

Seeing that Qin Shiyue had no intention of taking action again, the referee also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then glanced at Zhang Chulan with a common hatred.

Zhang Chulan, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, noticed the referee's gaze, and suddenly felt his anus tighten, and hurriedly used his body skills to leave the arena.

At the same time, he secretly decided that he had to be more restrained from now on, otherwise his life would be in danger! Is he really that hateful? Even the monks couldn't stand it?