Under one person, do you call this a paper maker?

Although some Zhangba was confused about Feng Baobao's performance.

But the audience present was still very curious and looking forward to seeing Zhang Chulan take action for the first time.

Especially this time, Zhang Chulan neither used Qi Ti Origin nor the golden light spell and thunder method of Tianshi Mansion.

Instead, he uses the air-distance internal injury fist, a move that no one knows about.

However, what happened next on the playing field.

The audience present felt a burst of unspeakable anger.

I only saw Zhang Chulan's internal injury punch from the air.

Feng Baobao stood there, touching his chin and motionless.

Just when the audience was full of expectations that she would use some self-defense measures.

Only to find that nothing happened at the scene.

Feng Baobao still stood there, touching her chin and thinking hard about what Zhang Chulan taught her yesterday.

Zhang Chulan, on the other hand, was standing five meters away from Feng Baobao, making fist movements and remaining frozen in place.

Just like that, the scene in the field seemed to be still for a few seconds.

Just when the surrounding audience mistakenly thought that Zhang Chulan's internal injury punch from the air would take time to work.

Then he found that Zhang Chulan retracted his fist and punched Feng Baobao again.

During this punching process, Zhang Chulan also shouted loudly again:

"Internal injury punch from the air!"

Faced with Zhang Chulan's internal injury punch from the air this time.

Feng Baobao still had no reaction. She still stood there, touching her chin and thinking hard.

Seeing this scene, the excitement and anticipation among the surrounding audience gradually turned into confusion.

Just when they were about to guess the truth of the matter.

Zhang Chulan punched Feng Baobao several times again.

"Internal injury punch from the air!"

"Internal injury punch from the air!"

"In the air..."

Amidst Zhang Chulan's continuous shouting, Feng Baobao was finally attracted by his voice.

He turned to look at Zhang Chulan with a puzzled face.

After seeing Zhang Chulan's fist thrown at her and his eyes that kept hinting at her.

Feng Baobao finally remembered what he wanted to do next.

First he staggered a few steps, then tripped on his left foot and fell on his right foot, causing him to squat.

After falling to the ground, Feng Baobao immediately looked at Zhang Chulan and shouted with an exaggerated expression and a tone without any emotion:

"Ah! Zhang Chulan, your internal injury air punch is really amazing~

I'm afraid that even if I practice for another ten years, I won't be able to match you. I'll be willing to give you the upper hand.

I abstain from this game..."

Looking at Feng Baobao's performance with exaggerated movements, stiff expressions, and terrible lines.

The spectators all around fell into silence for a long time.

Seeing this, they still didn't understand that Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao were the same people.

This game is just the two of them, they are playing like fools, how can they put on a fake game!

……

In the competition venue, Feng Baobao, who was lying on the ground, was waiting for Zhang Chulan to respond to her for the next performance.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, she did not see Zhang Chulan and responded according to the plan he mentioned last night.

Feng Baobao, who was confused, turned around and saw that Zhang Chulan was standing stiffly on the spot...

Even Zhang Chulan, who has always been very thick-skinned and had anticipated today's events yesterday.

In today's performance, I also felt unspeakable embarrassment.

Especially after seeing the surrounding audience watching him in silence, his embarrassment was beyond words.

Regarding the next planned performance, Zhang Chulan directly announced in her heart that it would end early.

However, Zhang Chulan is not planning to continue performing.

But the upright Feng Baobao didn't know Zhang Chulan's inner thoughts.

Now that she saw Zhang Chulan standing there silently, she thought that Zhang Chulan had forgotten his words just like she had just done.

So out of good intentions and wanting the show to continue, Feng Baobao whispered to Zhang Chulan:

"Zhang Chulan, your next words are, hahaha...I..."

Although Feng Baobao's voice reminding Zhang Chulan in a low voice was really very low.

But the audience around them fell into silence because of their performance.

In addition, the audience around them are all strangers.

Therefore, what Feng Baobao reminded Zhang Chulan clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

Hearing this, the audience around them couldn't bear it anymore.

Everyone was excited and angry, and Zhang Chulan, who was rushing to the scene, spoke all kinds of beautiful words.

"I don't want Bilian and Zhang Chulan! I'll ** you **..."

"Damn it, I can't help it anymore. Brothers, can you wait a moment and form a group to beat this kid up?"

"Here I go, I'm proficient in sacking techniques. I've practiced with my father many times. I'm sure the sack will be..."

"Add me one! Our family has the inheritance of the Ministry of Punishment, and we have mastered a variety of methods of torture to extract confessions, which will definitely make his life worse than death!"

"Ahem~ Donors, it's not always good to fight and kill. So be it, I'm proficient in medical treatment.

I will stay with you and wait to treat him at any time~"

……

The surroundings were completely boiling, and many spectators even rushed down to the playing field.

Zhang Chulan suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, even though that was his goal.

But the current results have far exceeded his expectations.

Seeing how huge the public's anger was, Master Tian wanted to prevent Zhang Chulan from being beaten to death.

He also quickly rushed to the referee and cast a suggestive look.

The referee of this game was also very angry at Zhang Chulan's behavior.

He even knew that Zhang Chulan was here to compete for the position of Heavenly Master this time.

In fact, he was far more angry than the surrounding audience.

However, after receiving the hint from the Heavenly Master, the referee could only reluctantly announce:

"The winner of this round is Zhang Chulan who doesn't want Bilian!"

After the referee made the announcement, Zhang Chulan, who was embarrassed in the center of the playing field, returned to normal in an instant.

Without saying a word, he raised his legs and ran towards the passage at the edge of the playing field.

He clearly knew that if he didn't run again, he would probably not be able to participate in the next competition.

There was no other reason. At this time, spectators in the auditoriums from all directions had already jumped into the playing field and rushed towards him quickly.

The leader of them is none other than King Kong Barbie, his opponent yesterday.

"Zhang Chulan, don't even think about running away. This girl must let you know what competitive spirit is this time!"

Under the leadership of these people, more and more people who disliked Zhang Chulan joined the pursuit.

The scene was majestic and the momentum was extremely powerful.

The shouts and shouts of killing reached the ears of ordinary tourists visiting the main peak of Longhu Mountain.

"Where does this sound come from? What's going on?"

"It's a bit like the sound of killing pigs in our hometown. After the pigs ran away, people would chase the pigs and chase them..."