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"You are being rude. Can't you see I am thinking about something?"

When he recalled the past, the two disciples of the Qiuzhen Society who were good at hard-bridge and hard-horse fighting, Tongbeiquan and Yanwuquan, were actually broken their arms and limbs by Hu Jie's head-on collision and fainted from the pain. Hu Jie's moves were simple and brutal, relying entirely on his own cultivation that far exceeded the two of them to overwhelm them with his momentum.

Hu Jie's true Qi is indeed deeper than those two people, but compared to him, it is like a stream and a river, there is no comparison.

Seeing that Hu Xiuwu blocked his attack with ease, as if he was an adult pretending to play with a child, he was not even willing to give a perfunctory response.

Hu Jie was filled with hatred:

Damn it, who is being rude?

Hu Jie wanted to pull his hand back, but he felt as if his right fist was clamped by pliers and he could not move.

Looking at Hu Jie who was standing in front of him like a wild dog with bared teeth, Hu Xiuwu suddenly felt bored.

Moreover, Hu Jie's true Qi was extremely mixed, and it was obvious at first glance that it was not the result of his own cultivation. No one knew what quick and easy method he had used to achieve this.

Hu Xiuwu shook his head. He wanted to see the craftsmanship of Dongxiangzhuang, but he didn't expect that Hu Jie was a young master who only knew how to use brute force and had no skills.

"Ahhh!"

Hu Xiuwu's face was full of regret and regret, which immediately angered Hu Jie.

Hu Jie had been toyed with by the four madmen for a long time and his mind was already on edge. When he was provoked by Hu Xiuwu, his eyes became red, like a gambler who had lost all his fortune. He gathered all his strength with murderous intent and hit Hu Xiuwu's heart with his left palm like a cannonball, aiming to take Hu Xiuwu's life, completely forgetting that he was still on the ring.

Bang! The palms collided, and the diffuse momentum made people feel that two horses were running together, creating strong winds that blew the hems of the two people's clothes backwards.

However, looking at Hu Jie staring with a pair of bloodshot eyes, veins bulging, and cheeks twitching constantly, Hu Xiuwu, on the other hand, remained calm and unmoved.

The difference in their cultivation levels is immediately apparent.

Hu Xiuwu locked Hu Jie's pulse point, trying to make him admit defeat.

But Hu Jie fell into a frenzy. Even though his hands were locked, he still stared with his eyes wide open and his teeth bared like a mad dog, as if Hu Xiuwu was the murderer of his father. He kept struggling forward to bite Hu Xiuwu, and was still howling:

"Why am I not your opponent? Kill you! Kill you!"

Hu Xiuwu was also passively checking Hu Jie's pulse while locking the pulse gate, but he found that his twelve meridians were in a mess, and there were several strange kinds of true Qi entrenched in the meridians, stirring up his emotions. Hu Jie was already possessed by demons in his mind and could hardly control himself.

He needs to light a fire and calm down!

Teng!

Hu Xiuwu ignited the Tushita fire in his hands, and it spread from his hands to Hu Jie's body, burning away the messy Qi entrenched in his twelve meridians.

But to outsiders, it seemed that golden fire ignited on Hu Xiuwu's hand. After it touched Hu Jie's wrist, it was like meeting solid fuel, instantly turning Hu Jie into a human-shaped torch. But Hu Jie was still in the fire, wailing.

This frightened the audience. The Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain in the audience were also young, only in their thirties or forties. They had never seen the Tushita Fire and really thought that Hu Xiuwu had done something to Hu Jie.

Then a golden light ignited on his body, and he jumped into the arena, holding a large red portable fire extinguisher in his hand, and ran towards the two people, shouting at the same time:

"Hu Xiuwu! This is the Luotian Dajiao competition venue, no one's life may be harmed!"

As soon as he finished shouting, he rushed in front of the two men, pulled the safety bolt, pointed the gun at Hu Jie and was ready to shoot.

White powder sprayed towards the two men. Hu Xiuwu used his hand as a sword and swung out a gust of sword wind, forcing the flour-like powder back, making the Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain covered in dust, just like a child who sneaked into the kitchen to play with a flour bag while his parents were not paying attention.

"Master, don't misunderstand me. The Tushita fire does not harm the flesh."

After the Tushita fire burned out naturally, Hu Xiuwu let go of Hu Jie. Hu Jie fell to his knees in despair, but he was indeed unharmed.

Hu Xiuwu was very interested in the fire extinguisher that the Taoist priest was holding: "Master, where did you get the fire extinguisher?"

"There are laws that require large, densely populated places to be equipped with fire extinguishers... Oh, you are not..."

The Taoist priest, with a head full of white ash, spoke in a dry voice before he realized his duty.

"Ahem, Hu Jie, are you okay? Do you want to continue?"

If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have come here and ended up in disgrace.

The golden light spell dissipated and all the white ash was blown away, but the Taoist priest was still lying in his stomach.

Hu Jie, who was kneeling on the ground in a daze with empty eyes, suddenly had his pupils contracted. The memories and emotions that had been suppressed suddenly flooded into his mind. Recalling what happened a few days ago, the memories of his five senses suddenly flooded into his mind like a tide.

The taste of rusty iron in my mouth, the body in a pool of blood, and my father's last words echoing in my ears.

"I killed my father! I killed my father with my own hands. No, no, I didn't kill him. I didn't kill him. It was the four crazy people who killed him. They killed him."

"I didn't kill him, no!"

Hu Jie collapsed on the ground like a madman, waving his hands wildly around like a madman, but the information revealed in his words made people look sideways.

Hu Xiuwu knocked Hu Jie unconscious with a knife strike, and said to the referee who also had a serious face: "Brother, you should take this man to Tianshi and others first."

"Well, leave it to me."

The referee also heard Hu Jie's shouting. Although he didn't know whether it was true or not, it involved the death of the owner of Dongxiang Manor and the news of Quan Xing. He still had to report it to the Heavenly Master, who would decide whether to notify everyone.

"The winner of Koi B is Hu Xiuwu!"

Chapter 314 Night Attack

As the setting sun burned the clouds and red gauze filled the sky, the first day of the Luotian Dajiao ended. The preliminary rounds in all venues had been completed, and 36 winners were selected from nearly a hundred people.

All the contestants gathered in the open space, waiting for the ten bosses to draw the battle schedule for tomorrow. During their free time, the contestants from each family also took this opportunity to exchange information about other contestants with their relatives and friends.

However, today's match was not very entertaining to watch. Unless two people of equal strength had the bad luck to meet each other, it would be hard to tell who was stronger than the other even if it was a four-person fight.

The most outstanding ones are Jia Zhengliang and Zhang Chulan who are mentioned the most.

Of the two of them, one was a dark horse, no one knew he was so strong beforehand, and the other was unforgettable because his methods were so brilliant.

For example, Hu Xiuwu defeated the enemy with one move, and Shan Shitong took only two minutes to kill three enemies. What was there to see? If Longhu Mountain did not charge admission, I guess some people would have shouted to get their tickets refunded.

Especially after watching Zhang Chulan's match,

Therefore, Jia Zhengliang, who was not well-known today, showed his superb skills in controlling objects. The twelve flying knives that were as flexible as flying swallows amazed many people, and he was called a dark horse.

Another highlight of today, Zhang Chulan, went to the other extreme.

Many people are curious about what the origin of Qi is. Not everyone has a family background like Hu Xiuwu and Shan Shitong and knows many stories of the past.

As a person who is not from a famous family, he actually doesn't know much about the inside story of the Jiashen Rebellion.

But everyone says that Qi Body Source Flow is so powerful and awesome, so they all think it’s good without even realizing it, just like when information was not well developed and everyone in the world said that health supplements were good, most people thought they were really good.

Today, apart from Zhang Lingyu and Zhuge Qing, Zhang Chulan's show had the most spectators.

However, there are audiences who are very interested in seeing how powerful the origin of Qi is.

All he saw was Zhang Chulan pretending to be a tiger and eating a pig, using his prestige to seduce the three opponents into fighting each other and competing for the one who was worthy of fighting with him. Then he pretended to let them recover their Qi, saying that he did not want to take advantage of them. However, when they were meditating to recover their Qi, Zhang Chulan threw away his dignity and attacked them directly.

With everyone's cordial greetings, he easily won the victory and was awarded the title of "Buyao Bilian".

Although he was criticized, Zhang Chulan remained calm and discussed the performance of the players today with Xu San, and recorded the information of the opponents worth noting in this competition.

While Feng Baobao was listening to Xu San's story, he was drawing on a Longhushan tourist map with a pen, muttering to himself:

"Put this here, bury this here..."

Zhang Chulan was speechless after hearing what Feng Baobao said: "Sister Baoer, how many people are you going to bury?"

Feng Baobao stared with her innocent eyes: "They are all buried!"

Haha, this is really the style of Sister Baoer.

Knowing that Sister Baoer was not having her intermittent wit attack, Zhang Chulan rationally did not continue chatting with Sister Baoer, but asked Xu Si about the news of the person he was most concerned about. That was the second person they knew who might know the inside story of the Jiashen Rebellion:

"Third brother, is there any news about Hu Xiuwu?"

Xu San shook his head: "Not yet. I don't know why Xu Si hasn't come back yet. He didn't return my phone calls. He just sent a text message saying he was in a meeting."

"I watched his game, he's better than you." Feng Baobao stabbed Zhang Chulan's heart without even looking up, then covered the wound with a band-aid: "But don't worry, I've already chosen where to bury him."

After hearing Feng Baobao say this, Zhang Chulan felt like finding joy in misery: "Then I should thank Sister Baoer?"

Suddenly, the noisy sound disappeared, and Xu San stretched out his hand to let Zhang Chulan look into the distance. It turned out that tomorrow's battle schedule was posted.

Zhang Lingyu put the battle schedule for tomorrow on the big screen set up in the open space, and then led two Taoists from Longhu Mountain.

"Everyone, the mountain is cold and the conditions are simple. Please forgive me. Jiyun and Yexing will lead you to the vegetarian courtyard."

"I am extremely poor."

"My business is booming."

Behind Zhang Lingyu, two Taoist priests, one fat and one thin, greeted everyone. Zhang Chulan excitedly approached Zhang Lingyu and tried to get close to him: "Little Master, you are here too."

After being enlightened (framed) by Hu Xiuwu and Tianshi in the Goblet of Fire, Zhang Lingyu's attitude towards Yin Wu Lei changed. Naturally, he would no longer be jealous of Zhang Chulan because he was carrying Yang Wu Lei.

But at this time, Zhang Lingyu still treated Zhang Chulan with a stern face: "Chulan."

Seeing Zhang Lingyu's solemn expression, although he had guessed a little bit of what he was thinking, Zhang Chulan still pretended to be confused and smiled: "Little Master, what's wrong?"

Zhang Lingyu said seriously: "Although you have not yet returned to the list of Longhu Mountain, you have to pass on the Golden Light Curse and Thunder Method. You are considered half a Longhu Mountain person. You should behave properly in the future and don't ruin the reputation of Longhu Mountain."

Apparently, Buyao Bilian's reputation had also reached Zhang Lingyu's ears.

Even a gentle man like him, after hearing Zhang Chulan's performance in the first game, couldn't help but blame Zhang Chulan for being too shameless. He had tried Zhang Chulan's methods before, and even in a fair fight, those three people were no match for Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Lingyu really didn't understand why Zhang Chulan would go to such lengths and ruin his own reputation.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I will be a good person in the future."

Zhang Chulan's face was full of righteousness, and he patted his chest and assured Zhang Lingyu, just like a student who promised the teacher that he would never be late next time.

He admits his mistakes verbally but refuses to change.

Zhang Chulan had Zhang Lingyu under his thumb. He knew very well that although his junior uncle Zhang Lingyu had superb cultivation, a sunny personality, was helpful, and had never had any ill will towards him, he had lived in Longhu Mountain for many years, so Zhang Lingyu had little experience in some of the under-the-table methods, and it would be too troublesome to explain them to him.

It’s better to say something nice to reassure him.

Anyway, Zhang Lingyu is kind-hearted, so she can just act like a spoiled child when the time comes. Zhang Lingyu is only four or five years older than Zhang Chulan. If it were any other young person, it would be difficult for them to act like a spoiled child and give in to an elder of the same age.

But who is he? He is Zhang Chulan. As long as it is beneficial to his plan, there is nothing he can't do.

In this way, Zhang Chulan coaxed Zhang Lingyu into a daze and easily got rid of Zhang Lingyu. He, Xu San, Feng Baobao, and followed Jiyun to the assigned temple.

The dormitory is simple, with six beds, a table and four benches.

But fortunately, there is always a charging port and the signal is pretty good.

Inside the house, Xu Si, who had disappeared for a day, had returned to the room early and was waiting for them.

Zhang Chulan asked: "Fourth brother, when did you come back?"