As soon as Huang Ning'er took the lead, everyone in the audience stopped applauding and cheered hard for Zhang Chuyi's wonderful performance.
Listening to the compliments coming one after another, looking at the eyes of the strangers around him.
Shock, relief, envy, fear, appreciation, countless emotions flowed undisguisedly on people's faces.
Surrounded by these emotions, Zhang Chuyi felt that the fog covering his eyes became lighter, there were faint light spots flickering in front of him, and the road under his feet became clear.
He could feel that the shackles that had troubled him for many years finally seemed to have cracks!
"Does anyone else want to fight me?"
Zhang Chuyi looked around, his eyes as excited as if he had just drank a ton of Red Bull.
Under Zhang Chuyi's burning eyes, only a few people dared to look at him, as if they were waiting for him to challenge.
However, Zhang Chuyi did not feel that these people were his opponents when fighting alone, so he made a bold decision.
"Uncle Master, do you want to experience the power of thunder in advance?" Zhang Chuyi looked at Zhang Lingyu, his tone was quite magnanimous, but it sounded full of temptation to Zhang Lingyu.
"Master?" Zhang Lingyu turned to look at Zhang Zhiwei, wanting to ask for his consent, but the enthusiasm in his eyes betrayed the desire in his heart.
"Go if you want." Zhang Zhiwei stroked his beard and laughed heartily.
After today, the name of the Double Masters of Longhu Mountain may be completely spread in the alien world.
After receiving the master's approval, Zhang Lingyu raised the corners of her mouth and walked towards the center of the martial arts field with a smile.
However, at this time, Zhang Chuyi made another move that was beyond everyone's expectations.
"Zhuge Qing, don't you want to learn the Baji Zongzong that I have developed over the past twenty years?"
Zhang Chuyi shouted to Zhuge Qing from afar. Zhuge Qing, who had been smiling with his eyes narrowed, frowned slightly: "You want to fight one against two?"
"More than that!" Zhang Chuyi laughed boldly, "Master Lu Lin, since I will come out on top later, can you let me see the power of the third level of reverse life in advance?"
"And Taoist Wang, haven't you always wanted to know what I'm asking for? As long as you come up here, you can ask whatever you want to know!"
mad!
This was the only thought in the minds of the onlookers. This piece of Chu Yi was as if he was possessed by the King of Yelang Kingdom, and he challenged the four people one after another.
Except for the ignorant Wang Ye, which of the other three is not recognized as the leader of the younger generation?
If you can defeat one of them, you can be called a genius among geniuses, but he is so bold that he wants to fight four of them!
But looking at the confident look on his face, it seems that he is sure of victory even if he is one against four.
On the other side, except for Zhang Lingyu who had already arrived in the center of the field, the other three people whose names were called looked as if they were about to move.
Even though they usually have a gentle, courteous and thrifty image in front of their elders.
But as geniuses, they all have their own pride. When they see powerful peers, they will naturally want to compete with them.
Even Wang Ye, who seems to be the most pure-hearted and stoic, actually has a kind of superiority in his heart that "everyone in the world is drunk and I am sober alone".
It's just that he hides this superiority very well, and others can't see it at all.
But what Zhang Chuyi said just now was indeed something he couldn't refuse.
As a warlock, his way is to master the changes in the world.
Zhang Chuyi is the biggest variable he has encountered so far, and he is also the most difficult person to see clearly.
So Wang just hesitated for a moment and walked towards the field.
Zhuge Qing, who was still hesitant at first, saw Wang Ye move and followed him into the arena.
He didn't know why he cared so much about Wang Ye's actions, but there was a voice in his heart telling him that if he didn't go up today, he would regret it for the rest of his life!
At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Lu Lin.
At the Lu family's birthday banquet two years ago, Lu Lin outshone all the others and amazed all the guests, making the entire alien world know that the Lu family had a Qilin son.
Two years later, facing Zhang Chuyi's provocation, everyone was curious about what decision he would make.
At this time, Lu Jin suddenly snorted: "Go with what you want. If you don't want to be beaten, just refuse. If you want to be beaten, go ahead. I, the children of the Lu family, are not like this."
After hearing this, Lu Lin no longer had any worries in her heart and walked towards the center of the field with a firm gaze.
"I really accepted the challenge!"
"Can this Zhang Chuyi really fight one against four?"
"A descendant of the Tianshi Mansion, a descendant of Zhuge Wuhou, a true heir of the Trinity Sect, a high disciple of Wudang, any one of them is a well-known genius. Today they are actually joining forces to compete with one person for supremacy!"
"That's the successor of the Eight Wonders."
"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise, don't make any noise, please just be quiet. Showdowns of this level are rare!"
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"What happened?" Lu Linglong, who had just taken care of Xiao Xiao, happened to come back, but found that neither Master Lingyu nor his cousin knew anything about it, so he asked Zhi Jinhua curiously.
"See for yourself." Zhi Jinhua couldn't bear to look back at all and stared at the field intently.
"Ah, why are there five people on the field!" Lu Linglong saw the situation clearly and covered her mouth in surprise: "Is this a sword debate at Mount Huashan?"
"After today, maybe this duel will really be called the Huashan Sword Contest." Zhi Jinhua said with excitement.
"Then I must record this duel!" Lu Linglong said, taking out her mobile phone and focusing the camera on the five people in the field.
"Brother Zhang, I'm here. Can you tell me what you want?" Before the fight started, Wang Ye anxiously asked Zhang Chuyi for the answer to the question.
"I want this sky, no matter how hard it is to cover my eyes, I want this land, no matter how hard I bury my heart, I want these living beings..."
"Stop!" Wang Ye made a stop gesture and said speechlessly: "If you continue to talk nonsense, I will have no choice but to turn around and leave."
"It's just a joke." Zhang Chuyi chuckled, "Actually, I have been asking myself for so many years, what am I.
Is he the descendant of the Eight Wonders, an ordinary person lost in the world of mortals, and the protagonist who may cause great changes in the world?
I just figured it out, I am just a prisoner imprisoned by greed.
For a piece of eight magical skills, I have been trapped in this prison for twenty years, and I have also escaped for twenty years!
Those who covet the Eight Wonders are like a thick dark cloud that hangs over the heads of our Zhang family all the time, as if they can never get rid of it.
But just now, I suddenly figured it out.
Why should I run away? Why should I be afraid?
It shouldn't be me who's afraid, it should be those who covet this power!
Because they are afraid, they are greedy.
And today, I will use these fists to clear the clouds and see the sun! "
