The three people who were swept away by the stick staggered backwards after landing, and nearby spectators stepped forward to catch them.
Although there is no rule that leaving the martial arts arena means surrendering, Zhang Chuyi's stick was so powerful that it shocked their blood and made them unable to fight again in a short period of time.
At this point, only Zhang Chuyi and Wang Ye were left in the field.
Seeing Zhang Chuyi raising his stick as if he was about to play whack-a-mole with excitement, Wang Ye quickly raised his hand: "Stop it, why don't I just admit defeat!"
"Daozhang Wang, I thought you would continue to fight with me for three hundred rounds." Zhang Chuyi put down his stick in disappointment and released the protective golden light.
"After three hundred rounds, my life will be shortened by dozens of days!" Wang Ye got up from the ground and said in a very angry tone: "If I had known this would be the result, I wouldn't have used the turtle fly body just now. It was a waste. I have lived so many lives."
"Don't worry, Taoist Wang. You look like you're going to live forever. As long as you don't meddle in other people's business and live to be a hundred years old, a few dozen days doesn't matter." Zhang Chuyi patted Wang Ye's face. Shoulders, as if there is something in the words.
However, Wang did not understand the deep meaning of Zhang Chuyi's words, and just smiled: "Okay, anyway, I have seen what I should see, and I have asked what I should ask. Pindao will go back to Wudang Mountain to continue eating steamed buns. From now on Goodbye to you."
After saying that, he walked towards Lu Jin and Lao Tianshi.
After saying goodbye to these two people, he left along the road without looking back.
Chen Jinkui looked at Wang Ye's free and easy back, and the idea of accepting him as his disciple arose in his heart. He turned to the subordinates next to him and said: "Send a greeting note to Taoist Master Yunlong of Wudang Mountain. I will go up the mountain to meet him in a few days." Narrative.”
On the other side, the Lu family elders announced Zhang Chuyi's victory and continued to ask if anyone else wanted to challenge Zhang Chuyi.
In fact, there were still a few young people with good abilities standing in the audience, but seeing that the four people before had failed together, they felt that they had better not go up and show their embarrassment.
As for Zhang Chuyi, he did not continue to clamor.
Such bold words as "I'm going to fight ten" sounded really energetic, but his current state could no longer sustain another ten-man siege.
He didn't want to expose his face and then his butt just now, so he kept silent.
"If no one challenges, then I declare that the winner of this competition is... Zhang Chuyi!"
As soon as the words fell, the onlookers burst into extremely warm cheers and applause, which was congratulations and admiration for the winner.
"From now on, you will be a big mountain hanging over the heads of all young people." Xu Si blew out a cloud of white smoke from his mouth, with a smile in his eyes.
"Yes, this guy is really good, hahahaha!" Lu Jin looked at Zhang Chuyi and laughed, his words showing satisfaction.
"You plan to accept Chu Yi as your disciple!" Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the old man, and both he and Tian Jinzhong had smiles on their faces.
Lu Jin did not give an immediate reply, but just said: "It still depends on whether this boy has inherited the talent of the third level of rebirth. After all, not everyone can practice the skills of our Trinity Sect."
"Master."
"Master."
Zhang Lingyu and Lu Lin also came over at this time, and the latter looked a little disappointed.
It's not that he can't accept defeat, it's just that he can't accept that four of them fought against one and they lost in the end.
"How is it, Lingyu, do you have any insights?" Zhang Zhiwei asked Zhang Chuyi softly.
"The path of spiritual practice is long and difficult, so disciples should keep their feet on the ground and forge ahead!" There is no frustration in Zhang Lingyu's eyes, but a sincere and pure heart for seeking the Tao.
After the battle with Zhang Chuyi, he knew that his mere ten years of cultivation was not worth mentioning.
The road is long and he has no right to be proud now!
"I am very pleased to have this enlightenment." Zhang Zhiwei nodded lightly, "When I return to Longhu Mountain, I will teach you the thunder method."
There was a hint of joy in Zhang Lingyu's eyes, and she bowed her hands and said, "Disciple must practice harder!"
At this time, Zhang Chuyi, who won the final victory, came to Zhang Zhiwei with a happy face after enjoying a circle of adoring and admiring looks.
"Master!" Zhang Chuyi grinned, "You didn't embarrass our Longhu Mountain, did you?"
"You kid, you've really mastered the golden light spell." Zhang Zhiwei praised with a smile, and then asked curiously: "But why don't I see you using the thunder method?"
Zhang Chuyi scratched his head: "I say I'm not afraid of Master's jokes, but in fact my level of thunder magic is very poor.
In the past ten years or so, I have spent basically all my time practicing the Golden Light Spell. I only know some basic uses of Thunder Technique, and I can't say it is powerful. "
"Don't be greedy for thunder, just cultivate your life. You are quite stubborn." Lu Jin burst out laughing.
"Brother Chu Yi, this dress is for you." Lu Linglong got a T-shirt from somewhere and handed it to Zhang Chuyi.
"Thanks, Linglong." Zhang Chuyi was not polite, took the T-shirt and put it on directly.
"Linglong, is there any medicine that can activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis?" Lu Lin on the side covered her chest and coughed, her eyes filled with resentment.
He was obviously the one who came first!
Whether he met Linglong or ended up injured, he was the one who came first. Why would Linglong ignore him and go to greet Zhang Chuyi?
"I'm going to take you to heal your wounds right now!" Linglong was straightforward, but she didn't see what her cousin was thinking, and directly helped Lu Lin to walk to the seniors at Jishi Hall.
"Come on, boy, it's time for me to fulfill my promise." Lu Jin dropped these words, turned around and walked towards the Lu family's inner house.
At this time, everyone looked at him with curiosity and envy. They knew that Lu Jin was going to recruit disciples and teach his skills.
Zhang Chuyi felt a chill in his heart and followed him.
Taoist priest Liu Xingyang next to him looked hesitant to speak, but he also knew the first-come, first-served rule, so he didn't say anything.
But it didn't leave just yet. If one missed the extremely rare physique of a pure yang body, it would be a loss for the entire Quanzhen.
Although it was difficult for Master Lu to go through it, Mr. Lu and Grand Master Fang Dongtian were close friends, so if Mr. Lu could cherish his old friendship...
Thinking of this, Liu Xingyang was heartened and followed him.
"Senior brother, Quanzhen is determined to accept Chu Yi as his disciple." Tian Jinzhong looked at Zhang Zhiwei with some worry in his words.
"If Chu Yi wants to go, no one can stop him. If Chu Yi doesn't want to, no one can force him." Zhang Zhiwei chuckled, his tone seemed very free and easy.
"Actually, it's not a bad thing to really worship Quanzhen. Maybe it can improve the relationship between Zhengyi and Quanzhen a lot." Tian Jinzhong's eyes showed a hint of excitement.
"If this can really happen, it will be a great blessing for our sect." Zhang Zhiwei stroked his beard gently, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.
