Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

"Zhang Zhiwei!"

The celestial master speaks, although the voice is light, but the weight is heavy.

The Martial arts arena, which was still noisy just now, was solemnly quiet.

There was only a sudden "in" sounded.

Everyone followed the sound.

In the corner of the crowd, a gray-robed Taoist priest sitting with his back against a big tree casually stuffed a handful of peanuts into his mouth, chewed them, and stood up slowly.

The eyes of everyone followed.

Standing Zhang Zhiwei, in this younger generation, is very abrupt, giving people a sense of disobedience that stands out from the crowd.

It seems that he should not stand in the younger generation, but should sit in the elders' seat.

That's what Feng Ping thought, and he also shouted: "Senior Zhang, I..."

But before he finished chanting, he was suppressed by his master, Master Chu, who slapped him on the forehead and slapped him directly, forcing him to slap back what he said later.

"Evil animal, the celestial master is talking, why are you howling? It doesn't matter whether it is big or small, I will deal with you later!" Master Chu warned in a low voice.

The world of Yiren is divided into three religions and nine streams. Tianshi is equivalent to half of the leader of Taoism among the three religions. His status is not low. When he spoke, a junior yelled. It is no wonder that Master Chu was furious and slapped Fengping directly.

Zhang Jingqing didn't care about Fengping's unreasonable behavior, and said in a deep voice:

"Accompany Mr. Lu to practice for the seniors!"

"It's time to order!"

Zhang Zhiwei nodded, and didn't make any fancy appearances, so he just walked to the martial arts arena.

"Hey, there is a good show to watch, and the celestial master and apprentice are also on the stage. This competition, I think it will be amazing!" The Patriarch of the Wang family sighed.

"I feel the same way, a master of heaven, a high-ranking apprentice, looks extraordinary at first glance, but I don't know what he is majoring in?"

"The head of the three talisman sects in the Tianshi Mansion, who leads the Sanshan talisman, must be the same as the Xiao Gaogong of the Shangqing School. He cultivates the talisman. To be honest, the means of the talisman school are close and far, and both offensive and defensive. If it is an upright opponent Enemy, I think Xiao Lujin may be defeated!"

"That's not necessarily true. The means of the Talisman Sect are indeed strong, but it takes time to create a talisman. If Lu Jin can seize the gap in the talisman and cut it quickly, the chances of victory are still great!"

At the elders' table, several seniors speculated and commented sharply based on their own experience.

"Tianshi, your disciple is tall and imposing! No wonder you are regarded as a senior!" Old Master Lu laughed.

"Duke Lu is absurd!"

Zhang Jingqing looked at Lu Jin on the field, and reminded: "Young master Lu, let my stupid apprentice Zhang Zhiwei accompany you to fight. By the way, I have something to tell you. His 'Zhang' is a false surname!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the martial arts arena was in an uproar. Who in the alien world didn't know the gold content of the false surname disciple of the Tianshi Mansion?

It can be said that once a disciple with a foreign surname is given a false surname, it means that he has stepped half a foot into the threshold of the position of a celestial master, and he is absolutely invincible.

"Fake surname disciple, won't you be taught the method of thunder? I think little Lu Jin is mysterious this time!"

"I think it's the same. It's easy for Tianshi Mansion to not produce disciples with fake surnames. Once they do, they will definitely have shocking talents!"

"You can't say that. Although the thunder method of the Tianshi Mansion is strong, the Sany School's reverse life triple is not bad. I think this competition will be a battle between dragons and tigers!"

There was a lot of discussion.

Hearing the news that Zhang Zhiwei is a fake disciple, Lu Jin was also taken aback. Thinking of the conversation with Zhang Zhiwei before, he also blessed Zhang Zhiwei, saying that he would have a good chance to become a fake disciple in the future, but he did not expect that Zhang Zhiwei was already a fake disciple .

It's a bit embarrassing to think about it, but it doesn't matter, since Senior Brother Zhang is a disciple with a fake surname, he must have practiced the Five Thunders Righteousness, so let me experience this legendary unique skill today!

Lu Jin clasped his hands and said, "Senior brother Zhang, don't show mercy to me just because you are a few years older than me. I usually practice hard, and I can't lose to you!"

"Okay! I will not hold back!"

Zhang Zhiwei nodded. Lu Jin didn't need to say that he would not hold back. This matter is not only related to his research on the state of reverse life, but also related to the fate of that kid Huaiyi.

Before starting, he recalled the life of Xia Lu Jin in his mind-the future ten guys, nicknamed "No Time for Life", and joked that he was beaten all his life and had no time to beat others.

The reason why he has this nickname is not that Lu Jin is not strong. In fact, Lu Jin is very strong. From young to old, his peers can beat him, but only five fingers.

But there is no way, Lao Lu has been noble all his life, he doesn't like to fry fish ponds, he loves high-end games, and specializes in top games.

Lao Lu has a hobby and a goal in his life. His hobby is to be the number one master in the world, and his goal is to kill the top three Wugensheng in the world.

Wu Gensheng disappeared early, and Lao Lu couldn't get what he wanted, so he could only entangle Lao Tianshi, and went to Longhu Mountain to fight against Lao Tianshi from time to time, to recover the scene where he was killed by a slap when he was young.

At that time, the old celestial master had already captured the heart ape, and his mind and nature were completely round, and he behaved in the world with roundness everywhere.

For the sake of him being an old friend, we have always played with him, and we competed with each other, each winning or losing. Sometimes Lu Jin can even perform supernormally, and beat the old Tianshi black and blue.

This also caused Lao Lu to have one of the three major illusions in his life-I and the old heavenly master were 50-50, so he contributed to the famous stalk of crying with joy on the Dragon and Tiger Mountain, I killed the old heavenly master.

And this illusion continued until the XLGL Grassland. At that time, facing the furious old Tianshi, the ten guys only dared to persuade them. Only Lao Lu, who specialized in the top game, did not believe in evil, and was killed by a slap in the end. years ago.

Just at this moment!

"Senior brother Zhang, I'm going!"

Lu Jin turned on the third level of inverse life, and his body was full of fresh air. Zhang Zhiwei's identity as a disciple with a surname made him dare not be careless, and he didn't keep his hands like in the previous competition. When it came out, the wind was blowing in all directions, with extraordinary power.

But at the next moment, Lu Jin suddenly felt his scalp tingling and raised his eyes.

Swish!

A pair of sharp eyes pressed against his forehead.

It turned out that the moment he started, Zhang Zhiwei made a late move and approached Lu Jin.

The two are close at hand, and Lu Jin just realized it.

So fast... How could it be... Lu Jin's heart was about to split. In his eyes, Zhang Zhiwei's aura was pressing against him like a rolling wave, making him unable to arouse the slightest desire to resist.

Immediately afterwards, a big hand fell slowly from top to bottom, and it became bigger and bigger, just like the sky collapsed and the sky turned over.

Everything in the world, at this moment, seemed to lose color to Lu Jin.

Accompanied by a "pop".

Lu Jin's energy and consciousness suddenly stopped, his mind went blank, and he felt something was running around in his mind.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground with a "paji", unconscious.

On the martial arts arena, Zhang Zhiwei dropped one hand to his side, rolled up the sleeve of the other hand, and spread his palms out. On his indifferent face, his pupils were clear, like gods and demons.