Under One Person: Dad’s Super God Journey

Outside the house, Cheng Yang looked at the back of the old Heavenly Master as he left. He had been in this world for so long, and the people he had fought against before were the likes of Xia He and Jia Zhengyu, which not only made him look down upon the world's heroes.

But when I saw the old Heavenly Master today, I saw the pinnacle of this world. The heavy momentum was like a big mountain.

"Old man, are you okay?"

Xu Si on the side saw something was wrong with Cheng Yang and couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, daddy is fine."

Cheng Yang shook his head. Although he was shocked, there was not much disappointment in his eyes.

After all, most of his current strength is sealed. If he waits for the black energy seal on his body to be completely unsealed and regains all his abilities, plus there is no shackles of yin and yang in this world,

The strength of my own Archmage may not be incapable of further advancement.

In the room, Zhang Chulan walked out after a while with a disappointed look on his face.

"Zhang Chulan, how are you?"

Xu Si shouted at the disappointed Zhang Chulan, and then Zhang Chulan glanced at him and shook his head.

"Do you have the right to inherit the Heavenly Master?"

Zhang Chulan recalled the conversation in the room just now and clenched his fists.

"Where are Wang Yedao and the others?"

Zhang Chulan looked around and found that only a few of them were left in the originally bustling crowd.

"They have already gone to the back mountain, let's hurry up."

Xu San said hello and took the lead towards the back mountain.

As the road went deeper, the originally smooth mountain road began to become rugged.

"I'll go, there's no road at all."

Zhang Chulan walked breathlessly, looking at the increasingly steep mountain road ahead and complaining.

"Of course, because the back mountain is not developed at all. Besides, this road is not for ordinary people to walk anyway. Anyone who can come here is an expert."

With that said, Xu Si pointed at Cheng Yang who was walking on the ground beside him.

“Look at the old man, he’s so old and it’s so good not to leave.

If you, a young man like you, are still here complaining about your food, you should practice more. "

Zhang Chulan turned around and saw a layer of blue light wrapped around Chengyang's feet. Whenever he encountered a rough area, his whole body slowly floated up and flew directly over.

"It's not fair, Dad, he uses magic."

"Tch, that's the old man's ability. Who do you blame if you can't fly?"

Xu Si chuckled, and then immediately accelerated towards the front.

After walking through this journey, the scene in front of him also made Zhang Chulan open his mouth.

"Where's this road?"

As far as the eye can see, there is an empty cliff, with a bottomless ravine in front of it, and there are only a few wooden piles nailed into the soil on both sides, and a rope is tied between the wooden piles.

Next to the wooden pile, a Taoist priest stood. Seeing the arrival of several people, he smiled slightly.

"Everyone, if there is no other way, then just pass through these ropes."

"Where? Over the rope?"

Zhang Chulan stepped forward in confusion and took a look below. The bottomless cliff made him shrink back immediately.

"Oh my god, the Tianshi Mansion is riddled with all these useless things."

Just when Zhang Chulan was hesitating, a voice came from behind,

Turning around, he saw two men and one woman walking slowly with a pure Northeastern accent. One of them had a delicate hairstyle, a small jacket, and gold-rimmed glasses, just like a gentleman.

The other one was holding a bowl of Laotan pickled cabbage beef noodles, and the girl on the side kept passing garlic to him.

"Hey, aren't these brothers Deng Youfu and Deng Youcai? It's rare that you are here too."

When Xu Si saw the two of them, he recognized them and stretched out his hand to say hello.

"Deng Youfu, please call me Smith!"

"Oh mom, pull it down quickly and pay it back to Smith. I've been drinking foreign ink for several days and I can't find it anymore."

The three of them walked to the edge of the cliff while bickering.

A black energy burst out from the two brothers, and they kicked their feet violently. With a whoosh, they turned into two afterimages and flew through the air, landing safely on the other side.

"Three sons and four sons, see you later!"

Deng Youcai landed on the ground, waved his hand towards Xu Si and walked forward.

Zhang Chulan looked at the Deng brothers in shock, but the next moment, another family of three came behind him and gave him the whole job again, performing on the spot what a human cannon is.

The father grabbed his daughter, rounded his arms, and threw her over like a discus. Then he sprinted to the edge of the cliff and jumped directly through the air with a big jump.

It's a pity that the girl's mother picked it directly from the sky.

"Fuck."

Looking at the way other people around him were crossing the bridge showing off their special skills, Zhang Chulan also wiped away his cold sweat for the selection ahead.

"How many of you are coming?"

Seeing the Taoist priest on the side looking at him again, Zhang Chulan also took a deep breath, walked slowly to the edge of the cliff, tugged on the rope, and tested its strength.

Then he climbed up the rope carefully and used the simplest way to pass the level. Xu San, Xu Si and Feng Baobao also stepped on them one after another.

"Hey, where's dad?"

Zhang Chulan was halfway up when he suddenly thought of Cheng Yang. He turned around and looked around, but did not see Cheng Yang.

The next moment, a shadow passed over him. Zhang Chulan looked up and saw a burst of blue demonic energy bursting out from Cheng Yang's body, and he flew directly into the sky.

"Dad, take me with you."

Zhang Chulan carefully maintained his balance while waving his hands towards the sky, but maybe his movements were too big, and his whole body was momentarily shaky.

"Hey, hey!"

The balance was broken, and Zhang Chulan was at a loss for a moment. Just as he was about to fall, one hand grabbed his collar, picked him up, and took him to the other side.

"Phew - thanks a lot, brother."

Zhang Chulan calmed down and turned to look at the kind person who had just brought him over. Just when he was about to say thank you, he saw the person looking at him with an unkind look.

Looking at the man's conspicuous red hair, Zhang Chulan gradually had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Are you Zhang Chulan?"

The red-haired young man walked up to Zhang Chulan and glanced at him out of the corner of his eye.

"My name is Jia Zhengliang. I come from the west. I have an incompetent brother at home. He was defeated by you before and has been unable to recover since he returned."

"You're his brother, no, you're not."

Zhang Chulan subconsciously wanted to explain, but Jia Zhengliang did not give him any room to explain.

"No matter what kind of trash he is, he is still my big brother. I look forward to fighting you at the conference, and then I will take revenge on that idiot in front of everyone."

Jia Zhengliang snorted coldly, and then turned around and left without even turning his head, leaving the confused Zhang Chulan standing there crying without tears.

Wasn't it just a simple sparring match that day? Why did Jia Zhengyu collapse after losing to him?

Why did you become the villain?

Who spread the rumor?

This is not the end of the matter. I originally planned to keep a low profile, but before the conference even started, there was an additional opponent.