Finally, after a while, the astonishing vision dissipated.
At the collapsed gate of the martial arts arena, two figures gradually walked over, one behind the other, crossing the ruins and heading straight towards the rostrum.
It was Zhang Taichu and Zhang Zhiwei!
Zhang Taichu, who was walking in front, had a slightly cold face and walked step by step with his hands behind his back.
At this moment, the energy in his body was once again restrained, and he no longer revealed the terrifying sense of oppression before.
But even so, when his figure falls in the eyes of everyone, a layer of filter is automatically put on.
The falling steps were more like stepping on the apex of their hearts, causing them to hold their breath involuntarily.
And when everyone turned their attention to the old Heavenly Master behind Zhang Taichu, they couldn't help but widen their eyes.
Everyone rubbed their eyes in disbelief.
I saw that the old Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei, who had always been an immortal in the past, looked really embarrassed at this moment, and could even be said to be miserable.
His white hair was spread out, his left eye socket had a big bruise, and his long beard was half burnt at the moment.
The robe that symbolized the identity of the Heavenly Master became tattered, and the right arm was torn off, turning into a weird sleeveless outfit. On the exposed skin, it looked like there were scorch marks struck by lightning.
At this moment, Zhang Zhiwei said nothing, lowered his head slightly, put his hands down, and followed Zhang Taichu obediently, walking with a limp.
Seeing this scene, even though everyone was prepared in their hearts, their eyes widened and their mouths opened wide. They felt that their views were shattered and turned into scum.
Their throats were rolling, but they couldn't even say a word. They felt very numb!
That is the Heavenly Master!
One is the best among two heroes, which one is the best!
They never expected that Taichu Zhenren was an old master who didn't give any face to the top ten people. He would slap him whenever he asked, and he would whip the opponent into such a miserable state!
Moreover, looking at the face of the Heavenly Master, there is no anger or unwillingness at all, and he looks like a child who has made a mistake and been criticized!
At this moment, Zhang Taichu, who was walking in the front, seemed to dislike that Zhang Zhiwei behind him was walking too slowly, so he walked ahead on his own, until he reached the viewing seats, and found a seat at random to sit down.
Zhang Zhiwei, who was lagging behind, was still limping and dragging his body towards the rostrum. He didn't seem to care about the glances from the crowd around him.
In this way, he walked up to the podium and walked towards the position that belonged to him.
As for the high-level practitioners who had been sitting in their original positions, their expressions changed again and again after seeing Zhang Zhiwei's appearance.
But he also tried his best to pretend to be calm and did not expose his shortcomings.
There is one exception.
At this moment, since Zhang Zhiwei stepped into the martial arts arena, the smile on Lu Jin's old face has never dimmed, but has become more intense.
When the other party approached, he couldn't help but stand up and burst out laughing.
"Hahaha! I said Zhang Zhiwei, I never thought you would have such a day!"
"I can't take care of you, Brother Taichu can't take care of you anymore?! How about, let's get whipped!"
"It's refreshing, it really makes me happy, hahaha!!!"
Lu Jin almost laughed out loud, held back his tears, and teased Zhang Zhiwei unceremoniously.
He once suffered a big loss at the hands of Zhang Taichu, and today he saw Zhang Zhiwei, who was respected as the best, and suffered a big loss. He felt that the unforgettable shadow in his heart had dissipated a lot unconsciously.
Even Zhang Zhiwei was beaten to such a miserable state, so Lu Jin's failure was not so difficult to accept.
Zhang Zhiwei, looking at the extremely happy Lu Jin, had a look of helplessness and embarrassment on his face, but he still stretched out his bare arms, put his fist to his mouth, coughed twice, and said slowly: "Old Lu, What you said is wrong."
"Just now, I was just an old man. I suddenly had some insights while practicing Kung Fu, so I went to the back mountain alone to try to break through."
"Unexpectedly, something went wrong on the way, and I almost went crazy. Fortunately, my little junior brother Gu Dao was so warm that he went to help me refine my true energy."
"It's just a matter of cultivation, how can it be called being whipped?"
Zhang Zhiwei said seriously, as if that was indeed the case.
But when these words fell, they fell into the silent place.
Not only the old masters on the rostrum, but also the faces of the people in the audience seats became increasingly weird at this moment.
What?
Did something go wrong in Heavenly Master’s cultivation?
So Taichu Zhenren, a warmhearted person from ancient times, went to help him refine his true energy?
No, who would end up in such a miserable state after practicing True Qi?
That old face looks like a panda, half of the beard is gone!
At this moment, everyone could not help but twitch the corners of their mouths, feeling speechless for the "reason" given by the Heavenly Master.
Of course, they naturally did not dare to expose the old Celestial Master's shortcomings, but they were extremely emotional in their hearts. I am afraid that the only person in the world who can make the old Celestial Master look like this is Taichu Zhenren.
Thinking of this, they all turned to the ground and looked at Zhang Taichu, who was sitting in the corner of the audience seat.
The latter's face was calm and he did not refute the reasons given by Zhang Tianshi.
And at this time.
The smile on Lu Jin's face became brighter and brighter. He laughed at Zhang Zhiwei and said, "Pretend, you old boy, just pretend as hard as you can!"
"Today is such a good day. I want to have three drinks when I go back tonight!"
After saying that, he sat back down in his original position with great joy.
Feng Zhenghao, who was on the side, also came over at this moment and asked cautiously and concernedly: "Old Master, how do you feel now? Is the mistake in your cultivation just now important?"
Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand and said gently: "It's okay, it's not in the way."
With that said, he turned around, faced the many strangers in the audience seat, and slowly said: "Everyone, something unexpected happened just now. I hope you can forgive me."
The old and powerful voice fell into the field and was clearly audible.
And everyone's thoughts were pulled back at this moment. Although the old Heavenly Master looked a little funny at the moment, as soon as he opened his mouth, his gentle and powerful temperament was revealed, which made everyone's hearts tremble. , and then settled down.
"With the end of today's last competition, this Luotian Festival has officially come to an end..."
Zhang Zhiwei said, most of the content was a summary of this grand event and an affirmation of all young heroes, every word was clear and coherent.
However, until the end, he did not mention anything about today's competition between Zhang Lingyu and Zhang Chulan, nor did he point out the final winner of this Luotian Dajiao.
