Dragon Clan: There is Definitely Something Wrong with Me Alone

"what do you mean……"

Zhang Chulan was stunned.

"What about fate?"

Wang also waved his Taoist robe, dust fell all over his body, "Since I have chosen to come here, I have no chance to stay out of it... You are all happy if you choose to stop, but if you want to move on, I am not a hero, but I am not a hero." Never be afraid."

132. Sun Haoran vs Feng Shayan

"Okay, that's all for now."

Wang also stretched, patted his stomach with a lazy look on his face.

"I can't even take a bite."

With that said, he turned around and was about to leave the ring.

"..."

Zhang Chulan watched Wang Ye's leaving back in silence for a long time, and finally picked up the steamed buns on the plate and stuffed them into his mouth.

Seeing Wang Ye's appearance just now, he didn't seem to be joking with him. The road ahead may be more dangerous than he imagined.

So hold back?

While chewing the steamed buns, he raised his head and looked at Sun Haoran outside the arena.

The man looked at him with a smile, without any trace of fear on his expression.

Yes, what else is there to be afraid of the two of them?

To put it bluntly, they are just two orphans. They had nothing in the first place, and now they finally have something to pursue. How could they stop because of the illusory possibilities in other people's mouths?

So, as if he had made up his mind, Zhang Chulan began to frantically stuff steamed buns into his mouth.

He didn't forget the content of the competition between himself and Wang Ye, and of course he had to win this match to move forward.

"Ugh……"

Listening to the chewing sound coming from behind, Wang also sighed slightly.

He already knew Zhang Chulan's decision, so he took steps towards the outside of the court.

"Thank you, Daoist Wang, for your guidance."

"Eat slowly, don't hold back, no one will blame you if you save a little..."

Wang also waved his hand indifferently.

"Um……"

Zhang Chulan responded softly.

He knew that Wang was also reminding him that he didn't have to stand alone, because he was not alone.

"Hey, hey, how did the king leave?"

There was a commotion from the audience.

Not everyone's hearing is as good as some people's, so most people don't know what happened in the arena. They only saw the two sitting down and eating steamed buns for no reason. People turn around and leave.

"Wang Ye! Where are you going?"

As the referee, Daoist Fude couldn't bear to look at the situation in the field, "You really don't want to fight?"

"Do not hit."

Wang Ye yawned lazily, "Look at it, as long as this kid can eat more than me, he will win, woo~ I'm so tired, I'm full, I'm going back to sleep."

"You brat...won't you be so casual..."

Fu De Fu forehead, it seems that this competition can end directly.

"What the hell is this called!? The two of them just ate steamed buns on the field and the winner will be decided?"

"Yeah! Are you kidding me!?"

"Shady! Shady! I want to report that there is a shady!"

"Brother! You also say a few words? This Chu Lan won Wang Ye without even fighting! Isn't it outrageous!?" Zhuge Bai was indignant.

No matter how he saw it, Zhang Chulan didn't look like he could win Wang Ye.

That Wang also crushed his brother mercilessly in the last match, and now this match is so perfunctory?It's just so unfair!

"Brother? What's wrong with you?"

However, when he turned his head to look at Zhuge Qing, he found that Zhuge Qing just shook his head slightly.

"Okay, let's go here... I really lost."

Zhuge Qing looked at the leaving figure in the field with some emotion.

Their family's Wuhou Qimen lost, completely lost to Wang Ye's Fenghou Qimen.Not only that, but he himself lost, equally thoroughly, both in terms of ability and structure.

"Go back and pack your things and leave..."

With that said, Zhuge Qing also turned and left.

"Oh? Brother! What's the matter?"

Zhuge Bai followed behind with a dazed expression.

"Hey... Longhu Mountain is going to be in chaos, and we have nothing to do with it."

Zhuge Qing sighed.

During this trip to Longhu Mountain, I learned a lot of incredible things...

If possible, he would like to stay and join in the fun, but no, he can't be as free and easy as these people with a bottle of oil by his side.

Zhang Chulan left the last steamed bun and finally got up too.

"Wang Ye is against Zhang Chulan, Zhang Chulan wins!"

Although a little helpless, there must be a winner in a competition, and the referee had to declare Zhang Chulan the winner.

"Next match, Feng Shayan vs Sun Haoran!"

In order to avoid riots in the audience, he decisively announced the start of the next competition, hoping to calm down the restlessness in the audience.

"It's someone from the company again... it can't be another fake match, right?"

"Probably not, this Sun Haoran was crushed by strength in the previous few games, especially in the last game, the king is not old enough, I don't know if the Wang family will make trouble for this kid?"

"Trouble with the company? Even if one of the ten members of the Wang family sits in charge, it's enough? And for the sake of Wang Bing? It's not like..."

"Never mind him, anyway, this should be a good show! People from the Feng family! I wonder if I can see one of the Eight Miraculous Skills, 'Jing Ling Dispatch General' again!"

"I think it's a bit confusing. I heard that the young lady of the Feng family doesn't seem to be able to..."

"Tsk, it's really noisy."

Listening to the noisy voices in the auditorium, Feng Shayan jumped to the center of the ring a little irritable.

At this moment, the little Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain were still clearing up the leftover dishes from Wang Ye and Zhang Chulan.

Just as the little Taoist was about to take away the plate left by Zhang Chulan, a hand stopped him.

"Wait a minute, Daoist, can you fill me with this steamed bun? You haven't eaten anything all night after being tired."

As he spoke, Sun Haoran smiled and picked up the last steamed bun on the plate.

"Uh, okay, if it's not enough...do you want me to get some more?" The little Taoist was stunned.

"No, no, thank you Daoist, the competition will start soon, you should go outside the arena first."

"Oh well."

"You don't want to compete with me in eating steamed buns, do you?"

Feng Shayan looked at Sun Haoran who was holding a steamed bun and frowned.

This guy is really annoying too, eating in the arena, it looks like he is looking down on her!

"Woo...how is it possible?"

Sun Haoran stuffed the steamed buns into his mouth two or three times, "Miss Feng, don't get me wrong, I was really tired and didn't eat anything all night, and you don't want to fight an opponent who doesn't have enough energy, do you?"

"Stop talking nonsense, fight or not?"

Feng Shayan clenched her fists, waiting for the referee's order.

"Hit, why not?"

Looking at Feng Shayan who was going straight, Sun Haoran showed a smile on his face, raised his head and signaled to the referee that he was ready, "Referee! It's time to start!"

"Alright, Feng Shayan vs Sun Haoran, the competition begins—"

"Whoosh-"

Before the referee's voice fell, Sun Haoran heard the sound of breaking through the air from behind.

"Sure enough, she is a bad-tempered girl."

Gently turning his head to avoid the fist, Sun Haoran smiled helplessly.

As he said that, he started to run, moving towards Feng Shayan at a high speed. Although he didn't use all his strength, he was still very fast, and he came to Feng Shayan within a few breaths.

"Catch it, but don't get knocked down by me with one punch."

Sun Haoran smiled and waved his fist.

Because it was just a competition, he withdrew a little bit of strength, but other than that, he didn't show much mercy, and smashed his fist straight at the opponent's head.

You can't hit a woman, and you can't hit your face. Do you want to be pitiful?

He is too lazy to care about these.

Because he knew that the people in front of him were similar to them, they were all poor people who were controlled by fate and were trying to resist fate.

It's a pity that Feng Shayan is not as lucky as he and Zhang Chulan, she doesn't even have the strength to resist fate.

But even so, she is still resisting. Although she looks a little weak, if she releases the sea to a person who is doing her best, she will somewhat avoid insulting the other party.

She just wanted to have a good fight and let off steam.