I have a role in the heavens

On the second day, Luotian Dipping officially began. Disciples from various sects and aristocratic families came on stage one after another, showing different styles. The most eye-catching ones were Zhuge Qing from the Zhuge family, Wang Ye from Wudang, Zhang Lingyu from Longhu Mountain and several others. People with strong cultivation and exquisite skills are far superior to others.

However, these people are definitely not the most popular among Luo Tianda. The most popular is Wu Bilian and Zhang Chulan. This guy is so shameless that everyone watching the battle wants to slap him.

"Please come in quickly from the players of Yibaihu!"

The three players lined up in a row, looking solemnly at the entrance passage and discussing strategies.

"Let's talk about it first. Zhang Chulan is a descendant of Qi Tiyuan. The three of us will work together to deal with him. Only after defeating him will the three of us decide the winner!"

"Don't worry, we will not betray our covenant. After all, the other party has mastered the Eight Magic Skills. If we want to advance, we must first deal with Zhang Chulan, the biggest threat!"

Just when the three of them were discussing joining forces, a figure walked into the competition arena from the passage, wearing a black cloak, imposing and solemn, and said in a deep voice.

"Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, grandpa, the world of aliens failed you back then, and today my grandson has come to take revenge on them!"

The air flow around Zhang Chulan's body surged, his cloak fluttered behind him, and there was a hunting sound. The sky and the earth were covered with dark clouds, which seemed very depressing and dull. Zhang Chulan gave people the aura of a master.

"Why is the sky so dark? Zhang Chulan is indeed the descendant of Qi Ti Yuanliu. He is so powerful!"

"What is he talking about? What a stranger in the world, what revenge!"

"This guy is awesome. I feel like we are no match for him. With his style and momentum, he is definitely a master among masters!"

Zhang Chulan's three opponents looked at each other with solemn expressions, feeling a little more afraid of Zhang Chulan in their hearts.

When Zhang Chulan heard this, she burst into laughter. These idiots didn't read the weather forecast. Isn't it normal for it to be cloudy and cloudy today?

"Zhang Chulan, people in the alien world are spreading rumors about how powerful your Qi Ti source is, and it is one of the eight wonders!"

"The three of us also want to see it!"

"Three people join forces, three against one, don't blame us for bullying you!"

The three opponents took up stances, their aura rising, their faces full of fighting spirit, and they were ready to attack Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Chulan stood still, his eyes closed tightly, then opened them suddenly, a cold light flashed, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said in a cold voice with disdain.

"Humph, bullying me?"

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Chulan looked up to the sky and laughed. His laughter made the expressions of the three opponents change slightly, and they became a little more uneasy and nervous, and asked stammeringly.

"Yes, what's so funny?!"

Zhang Chulan stopped laughing, narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were full of contempt and disdain, and said in a deep voice.

"You alone want to see the origin of my Qi body. You are so bold!"

"The three of you are barely surviving by relying on each other's weak strength. I didn't expect that my opponent, Zhang Chulan, would be ants like you!"

"Ants?"

There was anger on the faces of the three people, they glared at Zhang Chulan and asked.

"That's right, ants!"

Zhang Chulan's face was solemn, he raised his head slightly, full of arrogance, and said arrogantly.

"My real opponent should be the president of the Tianxiahui, the ten men, the strongest in the world!"

Zhang Chulan looked arrogant and unruly, and pointed to the sky. At this moment, the dark clouds dispersed and the sun shone, shrouding Zhang Chulan, shining and full of energy.

Zhang Chulan was secretly happy, God was so cooperative with him, and continued to shout loudly.

"What I want to destroy is this sky!"

"What a powerful momentum and courage this is. It is completely different from our level of strength. What should we do now!"

"Whatever, it's just a fight, there's no need to worry about it!"

"How about you go first?!"

"You first!"

The three of them had a look of fear on their faces, watching Zhang Chulan carefully and not daring to move rashly.

After a moment, one of the three people showed a look of shame on his face, stretched out his hand to stop the other two, sighed, and said.

"He is right. The three of us join forces to win without force, which goes against the dignity and demeanor of our challengers!"

"Zhang Chulan, thank you! You made me wake up. I am not here to win, but to prove the gap between me and the strong, so I want to challenge you!"

The person in the middle walked out slowly, exuding a strong fighting spirit and staring at Zhang Chulan opposite.

"Single fight? Why do you do that?"

Zhang Chulan sat directly on the ground, looking at the three people with disdain, and said.

"Don't insult Qi Ti Origin. If you want to challenge me, you must prove yourself to me first!"

"Those three of you who want to have a good fight with me must decide the winner first. Only the truly strong are qualified to challenge me!"

Hearing this, the three of them looked at each other, their eyes burning with flames, and they took action at the same time. They all wanted to defeat the other two and challenge the descendant of the Qi Ti Yuanliu in a duel.

After a fierce battle, the player who first proposed a duel won the victory and defeated the other two. He walked towards Zhang Chulan with a floating aura, and said with a solemn expression and amazing fighting spirit.

"I win! I want to challenge you!"

Zhang Chulan sat still on the ground, staring at the challenger who was breathing heavily, and said in a deep voice.

"You are over-consumed now. If I take action, I will not be able to win with force. I'm afraid you may also be dissatisfied. You can adjust your breath first. After you recover, we can fight again!"

"Don't worry, I will never take action when you adjust your breath!"

When the player heard this, he showed admiration on his face, did not refuse, sat down cross-legged, and said to Zhang Chulan.

"Zhang Chulan, thank you. It is my honor to fight against an opponent like you!"

After saying that, the player closed his eyes and adjusted his breath without warning. He believed that the descendant of Qi Ti Yuanliu was definitely not a villain who took advantage of others.

Seeing this, Zhang Chulan quickly stood up from the ground, walked in front of the challenger, turned to the referee at Longhu Mountain and asked.

"The way he is now, it's not a foul if I whip him, right?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain twitched his mouth slightly, his eyes full of contempt, and said helplessly.

"No foul!"

"But now I want to whip you!"

Under the challenger's disbelieving gaze, Zhang Chulan put a cloak over his head and beat him violently, winning easily.

"What a melon. You actually talked about the dignity of the strong with your opponent. If I hadn't been able to defeat the three of you together, I would have taken action long ago. I wouldn't have had to talk to you for a long time!"

"Ahhhhh!"

Zhang Chulan looked at his opponent who was unable to move, with a proud smile on his face, and heard the referee's announcement.

"Baihu Group B, the winner is Zhang Chulan!"

The referee's voice was full of gnashing of teeth. He really didn't want to announce the result. Zhang Chulan was simply a disgrace to others for not wanting Bilian so much.

"What the hell!"

"Despicable, shameless, vile, bastard!"

The people watching the game in the stands cursed angrily, threw everything in their hands, and wanted to jump into the field immediately to teach this shameless man a lesson.

Zhang Xiaoyun also looked at Zhang Chulan dumbfounded, and asked Zhang Yunqing on the side.

"Grandpa, this guy is so shameless!"

Zhang Yunqing chuckled lightly, but there was no trace of contempt in his eyes. He stared at Zhang Chulan's back and warned his great-granddaughter.

"You girl, learn from it. Only people like this can live comfortably and not suffer disadvantages. Sometimes people just can't be too shameless!"

Zhang Xiaoyun grew up in a honeypot and had no clear understanding of the insidiousness of the outside world. Zhang Chulan's actions completely subverted her three views.

Zhang Chulan knew that his inheritance could only be used once, and no one would believe it if he used it again. This guy thought of Feng Baobao and asked her to kidnap his opponent so that the opponent could not reach the competition ground, and he would naturally win.

Sister Bao'er doesn't say many ruthless words. She is absolutely professional when it comes to kidnapping and burying people. She took down several of Zhang Chulan's opponents in succession, allowing Zhang Chulan to win without a fight.

The night was dark and the breeze was rustling. In a dense forest, a young and handsome Taoist priest was resting on a tree, his eyes closed and he was sleeping soundly.

A figure sneakily touched behind him. He held a rope in his hand and wrapped it around the Taoist priest's body. He strangled the Taoist priest with a clean movement. The rope wound around him and tied the young Taoist priest in a tight knot. Reality.

Feng Baobao jumped off the big tree with the Taoist priest, put it aside, picked up the shovel and dug a big hole in the ground, focused and pious, as if he was doing an extremely sacred thing.

"What is this? Did you dig this hole for me?"

The young Taoist priest is the first of the new generation in Wudang, Wang Ye, who comes from a wealthy family. He is free and unrestrained by nature, and has amazing talents. Fenghou Qimen, who has mastered one of the eight magical skills, is the leader of the young generation in today's alien world. Only a few people can compare with him.

Fenghou Qimen is a mysterious and mystical skill. It is said that those who have mastered Fenghou Qimen are invincible in the world, can control time at their fingers, can see the reciprocity of heaven and earth, predict the passage of time, discern every detail, and predict mysteries. Of course, practicing Fenghou Qimen requires strong qualifications and a tough mind, otherwise you will become possessed and fall into madness.

After hearing this, Feng Baobao turned his head and looked at Wang Ye, stretched out his right hand and made an OK gesture, which was very polite. She lowered her head and looked at the big pit. It was just deep enough. She inserted the shovel into the ground, picked up a bucket, and started pouring water into the soil.

"Ah! Why are you still pouring water?"

Wang Ye asked in surprise when he saw this scene.

"When water and soil are mixed to a certain ratio, the mud will completely fit the curves of the body, which is very comfortable! Moreover, it has suction with the water-filled soil, which will remove the strange strength from your body. It's called Tai Chi, right? , in short, you can’t get out like this!”

Feng Baobao explained to Wang Ye seriously, as if he was an expert. He had done it countless times.

Wang Ye was also very surprised when he heard this and couldn't help but say.

"You are too slippery!"

When Feng Baobao heard this, he showed a proud smile on his face and said very proudly.

"It's nothing, just familiar with it!"

Zhang Yunqing and Zhang Xiaoyun were hiding in the darkness. When they heard this, they couldn't help it anymore and laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, that's so funny!"

Feng Baobao showed a solemn look on his face. He turned his head to look in the direction of the sound. A sushi knife appeared in his hand. It was extremely sharp and flashed with cold light. This knife was called Okamoto Zero Point Zero One and belonged to the veteran driver Xu Si. Every man knows what the name means.

"Whoever is hiding inside, come out and let me bury you!"

"Little girl, we meet again!"

Zhang Yunqing led Zhang Xiaoyun out of the shadows, not paying attention to Feng Baobao's threat, with a smile on his face.

"Ah, it's you!"

Feng Baobao seemed to be very fond of Zhang Yunqing. He calmly put away the sushi knife in his hand, with a faint smile on his face.

"You are busy with your business, don't pay attention to us, I just brought this girl to see you bury someone!"

Zhang Xiaoyun looked at Feng Baobao curiously. He didn't expect that this sister, who didn't look very smart, could be so tough and would bury someone if she disagreed.

"oh!"

Feng Baobao was not polite, nodded, walked towards Wang Ye, and was about to bury him in the pit.

"Hey, hey, hey! Why don't you try to save me? She's going to bury me alive!"

Wang Ye looked at Zhang Yunqing in surprise and said in panic.

"Why should I save you? We are just innocent passers-by, and we will not get involved in the grudges between you!"

Zhang Yunqing had a slight smile on his face, feeling the aura of Fenghou Qimen on Wang Ye's body, nodded slightly, and said again.

"Besides, you have mastered the Fenghou Qimen. This rope can't trap you at all, so why do we need to rescue you!"

When Wang Ye heard this, his expression changed, and he secretly thought it was not good. He quickly urged Fenghou Qimen and said in a deep voice.

"Fenghou Qimen, with the character Gen, Dilongyou!"

A Bagua diagram appeared under Wang Ye's buttocks and he dived into the earth.

"Oops, run away!"

With a cute expression on his face, Feng Baobao ran to the hole left by Wang Ye and said slowly.

Suddenly, Wang Ye reached out with one hand from the ground, grabbed Feng Baobao's ankle, emerged from the ground, threw Feng Baobao into the pit, pointed the palm of his right hand at the pit, and shouted loudly.

"Tuheche!"

The ground rolled and buried Feng Baobao, who had not yet reacted, inside, with only one head exposed. Wang Ye patted the dust on his body and said proudly.

"Sister, you really made me look better,"

Feng Baobao stared at Wang Ye expressionlessly, his big bright eyes full of seriousness, and said.

"You are indeed more fierce than the previous ones, Awei's Eighteen Styles!"

A powerful Qi surged out of Feng Baobao's body, and a dazzling blue light bloomed, arousing a powerful air wave and forcing Wang Ye back.

"boom!"

Feng Baobao jumped out, picked up the shovel next to him, and said to himself.

"It seems that I need to be a little more aggressive this time!"

After Wang Ye heard the words, he pinched the seal in his hand, rotated the Bagua diagram under his feet, and gave a clear drink.

"Luanjin Tuo!"

Luanjin Tuo, the method of controlling time in Fenghou Qimen, or to be more precise, it is a spell that controls the speed of change of things. You can imagine all things as a conveyor belt. The speed of transmission may be different, but the conveyor belt that carries it However, the speed is uniform. Luan Jin Tuo is moving on a conveyor belt with other moving speeds. Although it seems to be still in front of you, in fact, the only thing that can be touched is the gap caused by the misalignment of time and space. Applying any force to this gap will They will only be returned intact to the person who applied them.

Feng Baobao blinked, stared at Wang Ye curiously, and asked in confusion.

"What are you doing!"

Wang Ye was dumbfounded when he heard this. This was the first time he had seen such a situation. He was completely unaffected by Luan Jin Tuo. Even the old master was affected by Luan Jin Tuo for a moment.

Wang didn't want to believe this fact. He frowned slightly and looked at Zhang Yunqing and Zhang Xiaoyun who were watching. If he couldn't trap this unlucky Feng Baobao, other people would be affected.

"Look what I'm looking at. Although Feng Hou Qi Sect is mysterious, Luan Jin Tuo still has a little trouble trying to influence me!"

Zhang Yunqing had a meaningful smile on his face. The void around him seemed to be independent of the world and would not be affected by Wang Ye's Fenghou Qimen at all.

Wang Ye's pupils were constricted, and he was inexplicably shocked. Unlike Feng Baobao, who seemed to have no feeling at all, this onlooker who suddenly appeared gave him an unfathomable feeling, which seemed to be more terrifying than the old Heavenly Master.

At this moment, Feng Baobao raised the shovel in his hand, jumped into the air, and slapped Wang Ye on the head.

Wang didn't think much and turned around to run away. Feng Baobao missed his shovel and pursued him.

"The eye-candy trick with words is so dazzling!"

The king also used the illusion method and transformed into dozens of figures, running in different directions.

Feng Baobao's intuition was sharp and he was completely unaffected by illusions. He chased directly towards Wang Ye's body. He rounded the shovel in his hand and slapped it towards Wang Ye's head.

Wang Ye was shocked. He took out a yellow talisman from his sleeve and flashed it in front of Feng Baobao's eyes.

"Spiritual talisman, blinding fragrance!"

Feng Baobao's eyesight was sealed by Wang Ye and she couldn't see at all. She actually didn't show any panic.

Wang Ye looked at Feng Baobao who was standing still and breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking that this would get rid of Feng Baobao's entanglement, he turned around and left.

Feng Baobao's ears twitched slightly, and he appeared behind Wang Ye in an instant. The shovel in his hand came towards him with a strong gust of wind.

"What the hell!"

Wang Ye ran away, completely helpless against Feng Baobao. His ability was completely restrained by Feng Baobao, so he could only run for his life.

"The King of Wu-Tang is also entering!"

The sound echoed in the competition arena. Zhang Chulan stood in the center with no one on the opposite side. He had a proud smile on his face and secretly admired it.

"Sister Bao'er is really reliable. She even buried the King of Wudang, so she can advance easily again!"

"The King of Wu-Tang also failed to arrive, so I announced"

"Ahhh!"

Wang Ye let out a scream of fear and ran into the competition field panting. Feng Baobao chased after him and hit Wang Ye with the shovel in his hand.

"Snapped!"

Wang also took a step back, and the shovel hit the ground from his crotch, breaking into two pieces.

Wang Ye glanced between his legs with a horrified look on his face, and quickly unlocked the spell, restoring Baobao Feng's vision.

Feng Baobao looked around and realized that this was a martial arts competition field. He turned around and ran. Just after running two steps, he came back and picked up the broken shovel on the ground, and then disappeared in a flash.

Wang Ye turned to look at Wang Chulan, showed a ferocious smile, and said coldly.

"Okay, Wang Chulan, Sun Thief, you are quite good at playing!"

"Master Wang, misunderstandings are all misunderstandings!"

Zhang Chulan waved his hands repeatedly and took a few steps back. He didn't expect that Feng Baobao actually messed up and didn't bury the king. It wasn't fun anymore.

Although Wang Ye said something fierce, he did not take action against Zhang Chulan. Instead, he and Zhang Chulan competed with Zhang Chulan about eating steamed buns, talked a lot, and finally gave up on his own initiative.