Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 308: "Quan Xing" attacks the mountain ahead of time, Zhang Zhiwei stretches his muscles

At the Luotian Dajiao competition, the air was so heavy that even the chirping of cicadas in the mountains seemed to be suppressed.

The noise in the audience gradually subsided, and anger and dissatisfaction spread.

The referee's face was full of black lines. He stood on a high place with a frown on his brows. He looked around awkwardly and finally announced the result of the game.

"The outcome of the game has been decided... Zhang Chulan wins." The referee's voice echoed in the court, and it did not sound like a trace of celebration. Instead, it carried an indescribable resentment and helplessness.

He took a deep breath and said in a cold tone: "According to the rules of the Tianshi Mansion, no one is allowed to interfere during the competition, but after the competition, the Tianshi Mansion has no control over it."

"Everyone, please do as you please in this scene."

As soon as these words were spoken, the flames of anger among the audience were instantly ignited. The originally depressing atmosphere suddenly erupted, and the contestants who had lost the game previously also left the field one after another. For a while, the crowd was outraged.

"Bilian, I'm going to fight you!" Someone from the stands jumped down.

"At least act professionally, Xiaoza! You take us for fools, don't you?!" Another contestant followed closely behind, gritting his teeth in anger.

People jumped off the stands one after another and swarmed towards the center of the stadium.

The noise and curses continued and the situation got out of control in an instant.

Zhang Chulan stood on the field, looking around, sweat pouring down his forehead, and he felt nervous: "Hey! Let's do it!"

He quickly turned to look at Feng Baobao, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and shouted, "Sister Baoer! Stop pretending! You've been exposed! Get out!!"

Hearing this, Feng Baobao suddenly looked up, bewildered: "Huh?"

At this time, the crowd outside the field pressed forward step by step, and pounced on the two men with ferocious looks.

Dust rose and chaos ensued on the field.

Da da da!
Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao started running wildly, the dust of the stadium flying under their feet, and behind them was an angry crowd chasing them.

Feng Baobao ran away while saying with a puzzled look on her face: "These people are so fierce. They saw through my realistic acting skills at a glance!"

Zhang Chulan was panting and extremely anxious, and he roared, "It's so realistic! I have never seen a more exaggerated acting than yours!"

Although he was running for his life, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

In this way, there is only one match left in the Luotian Dajiao, the identity of the successor to the Heavenly Master, will be within his grasp if he defeats his junior uncle. Then, he can also ask his uncle about a series of secrets before his grandfather's death.

In the distance, Tian Jinzhong, who was standing on the viewing platform, looked at the backs of Bao Lan and the other person fleeing in panic, and shook his head in a helpless manner: "These two funny guys, really..."

Gong Qingze, who was in the wheelchair, looked calm and calculated the time. Compared with the chaos of the competition, Yan Huan's movements were obviously more worthy of his concern.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated and a short message flashed: "Confirmed to set off."

Gong Qing glanced at the screen and his expression instantly became serious. He quickly put away his phone and looked into the distance with a calm gaze.

"That's good."

The only thing that can be confirmed now is that Yan Huan has temporarily left Longhu Mountain, but the specific itinerary still needs news from the northwest.

If Yan Huan's method was just a trick, then the attack on the mountain the day after tomorrow would probably require more twists and turns.

If they attack the mountain prematurely, they will lose the opportunity for the old Taoist priest to pass on his skills. If they proceed step by step, something unexpected may happen to Yan Huan again.

"Either I have to face the 'top master' recognized by the world, or I have to face the witch king of Qunling Mountain. It's really not easy to be the head of this generation..."

"Of course, there is also a worst-case scenario... facing these two at the same time..."

"It's difficult." Retracting his thoughts, Gong Qing pushed Tian Jinzhong's wheelchair and asked softly, "Second Master, today's competition is over, shall we go back?"

Tian Jinzhong thought for a moment and nodded: "There are still guests in the Tianshi Mansion, Xiao Yuzi, push me back to the meeting hall."

After returning to the hall, he met with several old seniors and the matter of Gong Qing was not mentioned. Taking advantage of the gap between their conversations, he went out and seized the opportunity to secretly contact the disciples of "Quan Xing".

The informant who was responsible for monitoring Yan Huan's movements brought new information. He checked Yan Huan's ticket purchase records through the Internet and discovered that except for a few boat and train tickets in the early spring of last year, Yan Huan had almost no other travel tracks for a whole year.

When Gong Qing saw this message, his face suddenly darkened.

No ticket purchase record?

So how did Yan Huan move around in different places?

His heart sank, and he felt that things were not simple. "Could it be that this guy has other hidden tricks?"

After sitting under the shade of a tree and thinking for a long time, Gong Qing contacted the Quan Xing sect members down the mountain. He learned from the stalkers that the Tang Sect and Chu Ma Xian Er had left early, and there was only one Wudang representative, who also went down the mountain. The Wu Hou Sect and Tian Xia Hui would not be in the mountain at night...

As for the Wang and Lu families, they would not do anything that does not benefit them, so they are naturally unwilling to wade into muddy waters.

Lu Jin, who might be nosy, is sick in bed...
The only famous and upright sect in the mountains that is relatively strong at night is the Baiyun Temple of Quanzhen Longmen.

"To put it bluntly, the plan to attack the mountain after the game is nothing more than buying time for the Heavenly Master to pass on his skills. If we use other special means to gain this much time..."

"Or..." Gong Qing finally made up his mind.

Quan Xing, attack the mountain two days in advance!

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At night, the hustle and bustle of the day fades away and tranquility envelops the mountains.

The moonlight poured like water on the treetops, the sound of insects rose and fell among the grass, the breeze rustled the bamboo forest, and occasionally one or two night birds were startled, breaking the brief silence, but it soon returned to silence.

There were sparse lights around the Tianshi Mansion, and spectators on the distant mountain road were coming down the mountain in twos and threes.

Except for a few lights on in the contestants' residences, the entire mountain seemed to be asleep.

The young Taoist priest who was patrolling the mountains was holding an old lantern and inspecting back and forth on the path in the forest.

When he arrived at the open space in front of the mountain, he saw three strangers standing there quietly.

Their attire was out of place with the people in the mountains; they looked like ordinary tourists, yet there was something a bit weird about them, and there were several faint blue lights surrounding them.

The Taoist priest held up a lantern, walked forward, and asked with concern: "Hey guys, why are you still staying in the front mountain so late? Have you not found the way down the mountain?"

One of them was wearing a baseball cap and laughed nonchalantly: "Hahaha, it's not like I'm lost..."

A tall, thin man next to him stretched impatiently and complained, "We wanted to watch the last game, but unfortunately our temporary boss who loves to change his mind insisted on urging us to start early."

The third person tutted his tongue, put his hands in his pockets, and said with a hint of amusement: "Master Dao, we haven't done anything these past few days, we have to have some fun, right? We haven't had enough yet!"

Swish!
The blue light shrouding the three people flashed and disappeared, and in the blink of an eye their appearance changed and returned to their original appearance.

The patrolling Taoist's pupils suddenly shrank: "Who are you!?"

The three of them sneered and said nothing.

On the other side, Zhang Lingyu, who was preparing for tomorrow's battle, sat cross-legged on the bed with a frown on his face.

With an idea in his mind, he slowly stood up, opened the door, and walked towards a secluded place.

"Come out. You've been sneaking around for so long. I'm alone now. How long are you going to wait?" Zhang Lingyu said coldly, his voice indifferent.

In the darkness, three unremarkable figures emerged silently and surrounded him.

"Master Lingyu, let us play with you tonight."

"Who are you?"

"Full sex!"

Zhang Lingyu's expression remained unchanged. He flicked his long sleeves lightly and took a stance to meet the enemy: "A Quan Xing demon? If that's the case, then there's nothing to say."

He glanced at a few people calmly, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "But..."

"Isn't your level a bit poor?"

The three men's faces suddenly turned red, veins bulged, and the anger in their hearts almost overshadowed their rationality.

"Master Lingyu's outspoken character is really annoying!"

However, their mission was not to win, but simply to delay time. As long as they could contain Zhang Lingyu, it would be a great achievement.

boom!
As the three men were confronting each other, a loud bang was heard from the direction of the Tianshi Mansion, and flames shot up into the sky in an instant.

Zhang Lingyu turned around suddenly and saw a dazzling firework streak across the night sky, as if burning a hole in the sky.

He turned to leave, but felt his ankle tighten.

Looking down, he saw a pair of hands emerging from the ground and grabbing him tightly.

"I've already told you that your opponent is us." The voice in the darkness sneered.

In front of the Tianshi Mansion, five men stood in the courtyard with complicated expressions. Their legs were trembling slightly, and their eyes revealed undisguised fear and hesitation.

"Are we going to beat Zhang Zhiwei? Is that true?" someone asked in a low voice.

The yellow-haired man in the lead shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly: "What are you afraid of? This is a rare opportunity. We are all experts in the Five Elements Escape Technique. Being able to escape from a man who is recognized as the best and gain such a reputation is enough to brag about for the rest of our lives!"

The other people looked at each other, their minds wavering.

It is precisely because they are afraid of death that they learned these ways to survive. But now they have to face a top master and they are extremely nervous.

At this moment, an order suddenly emerged in their minds: "Use all means to hold Zhang Zhiwei back, even if it means death."

"Yes!" The five people's minds were shaken, and they responded in a low voice like puppets on strings.

One of them clenched the Qi bomb in his hand and threw it hard in the direction of the Heavenly Master's bedroom.

boom!
A golden light flashed, and the Qi bomb exploded in the air.

The next second, the door slowly opened, and Zhang Zhiwei stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes calm, "Longhu Mountain hasn't been this lively for many years. It's not right for you to start this now."

"What changes have made you desperate?"

At this time, disciple Rongshan ran over.

"Rongshan, go take good care of your uncle..." Zhang Zhiwei warned, looking up at the flames, "A bunch of ignorant troublemakers, just in time for me to stretch my muscles..."

Rongshan bowed and agreed.

The yellow-haired man stopped talking nonsense, his fists covered with golden light, and rushed towards Zhang Zhiwei: "Let me test your strength!"

Zhang Zhiwei raised a finger and gently tapped the golden light on the opponent's fist.

The golden light shattered instantly and dissipated like bubbles. The pain enveloped the man's body like an undercurrent from the abyss. Before he could react, he was spun around and smashed out of the wall.

Zhang Zhiwei retracted his finger and said calmly: "It has been many years since anyone has greeted me with golden light. It's just a pity that the timing was just a little off."

Upon seeing this, the other four stopped fighting and immediately fled in all directions.

Swish!
The four of them performed the art of escape and disappeared into the night in an instant.

The "all-natural" Tuxingsun hid underground, his body like a swimming fish, carefully sensing the vibrations of the ground.

"I'm chasing you, but it feels like I can't be found!"

"What do you mean by the best? I'm underground and nothing can happen to me! Hehe! The underground is my world!" He was secretly proud of himself. He avoided crowded places and sneaked towards a remote place.

"We can't lead this guy to a crowded place, otherwise he will really become the engine of the whole group..."

The sound of footsteps on the ground gradually subsided, and just as he breathed a sigh of relief -

boom!
Suddenly, the ground shook violently, and the rocks and soil shattered, as if the entire earth had collapsed.

The strong impact shook him out from the ground, causing his eyes to roll back and his body to fall heavily to the ground, unconscious.

Zhang Zhiwei slowly retracted his fist. Next to him was a large pit with a diameter of dozens of meters. The ground was broken, the mountain was sunken, and the cracks were like a carefully woven spider web.

"Children always love to play hide-and-seek... It was difficult to do it in the mansion just now. After all, the cost of repairs is so high that it is sometimes difficult to approve it."

"Haha, lure the tiger away from the mountain."

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the dark night around him, lightly tapped his fingertips, and a golden needle flew straight towards the dead old locust tree.

A scream was heard in the darkness, and a figure fell out from the tree trunk, and there was no movement at all.

"The third."

Just as the old Taoist priest was about to stand up and take a step, he suddenly felt a strange movement in the air, and two barriers suddenly rose up on the left and right sides.

On the left was a wall of water, with surging waves and a cold and wet feeling; on the right was a raging fire, the high temperature distorted the air, and the flames seemed to devour everything.

Zhang Zhiwei's expression remained unchanged. He slowly raised his right hand, and before the palm wind arrived, the Qi had already spread out like a tide.

"If you play with fire and water, be careful not to wet your bed at night." Then, Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand suddenly, and the surging palm power swept across both sides like a strong wind.

The oncoming wall of water was ruthlessly torn apart by the strong wind, and the water droplets scattered as if blown into the void. The flames also turned into sparks under the powerful palm wind and were blown away without a trace in the blink of an eye.

boom!boom!
As the barrier of water and fire was broken, two figures fell from the sky and landed heavily on the ground. They crashed to the side one after the other, groaning muffledly, their bodies covered in embarrassment as the palm wind whistled past them.

"This... this is the weight of the Zhengyi Elder Heavenly Master..."

"Hey!!! Don't come over here!" The two dying men wanted to escape but couldn't. In fear, a warm, wet and smelly smell spread from their crotches.

Zhang Zhiwei pinched his nose and frowned, then fanned his nose with his hand, "Look, what did I say?"

Faced with this overwhelming pressure, the two men tilted their heads and fainted.

At this time, the connection with Lu Liang was forcibly cut off.

"All five of them were in a state of collapse, and it took less than two minutes to recover..."

Gong Qing adjusted the Taoist scarf on his head and said indifferently: "At least it can prove that the old Taoist priest has indeed joined the battlefield. The rest depends on us."

"Go ahead, this time you can accomplish great things." Lu Liang said with a sinister grin, and put away the blue Qi ball wrapped around his hands.

Just as he was about to move, his body suddenly jolted and he shivered as if he had been electrocuted.

"What's wrong?" Gong Qing turned around and asked.

Lu Liang shook his head, "Nothing, it's just an old problem."

"Woo..."

Just as he was about to move, he suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure that quickly spread from deep in his back to his limbs. The coldness wrapped around his neck like a snake, making him shiver involuntarily.

Lu Liang's hair stood up quietly, and his body seemed to be driven by instinct to enter a state of trembling. His pupils suddenly shrank and his heart beat faster, as if he was being stared at by some invisible threat.

That feeling was not pure fear, but a silent scream of survival instinct - he was like a trapped prey, feeling the predator looking down at him from above.

"Gong Qing, tell me the truth, are you sure Yan Huan is not in Longhu Mountain?"

The freckled Taoist boy waved his phone and said with a smile, "I was not sure at first, but now I can guarantee it. There's news from the northwest that he has arrived at Lenghu Town on the edge of the Gobi Desert."

"Huh~" Lu Liang breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest, but the uncomfortable feeling did not disappear and was still lingering.

At Mr. Tian's residence, Rong Shan was already guarding the door, carefully guarding the surroundings.

From time to time, he looked back into the room and saw a strange flame leaping constantly, causing Mr. Tian's shadow to distort and change on the wall.

"Uncle Master, how about I put out the fire for you? It's so hot, why did you light a fire in the house?"

"This is going to be really hot."

Tian Jinzhong stared at Yan Xin and shook his head, "Forget it, just keep it. It's still a bit cool in the mountains at night..."

"Ah!" Rong Shan nodded when he heard this, and then angrily looked at Yan Yu and Yan Yue who were grilling skewers in the corner of the courtyard:
"You two, stop roasting beef here!"

(End of this chapter)