Traveling through the world of Paper Wedding Dress

"Since you have such awareness, I understand." Junior Master walked towards Zhang Chulan.

“Junior Master, you…” The fat and thin Taoist priests didn’t know whether they should stop him or not for a moment.

Looking at the white-haired man approaching, Zhang Chulan couldn't control his body from shaking even though he had prepared himself.

"Zhang Chulan, don't be afraid of him." A familiar female voice came and Zhang Chulan was stunned.

"You are just a junior from the Tianshi Mansion. Now that you are my slave, you don't need to hide or escape anymore. If you don't want to live in a crouching position, then stand up with dignity and beat away all those who are causing trouble for you." The person who came was Feng Baobao.

"Hey, Feng Baobao, you are here too."

Hearing Zhang Chulan's words, Feng Baobao slapped him and asked, "What did you call me?"

"Bao... Sister Baoer." As a result, Feng Baobao slapped him again, and Zhang Chulan quickly changed his words: "No, no, Master, Master"

"You can pretend to be cool with them, but pretending with me will kill you!"

"Yes, I know. I was wrong, Sister Baoer. No, Master, I was wrong."

The sudden change in the scene made Xun Yuanfeng a little amused and confused. As expected, the scene of the two of them together could not be serious for long.

"I remember when we first met, you used more Kung Fu than you do now. Go, show us all your cards."

Zhang Chulan's eyes became sharp: "Yes, Master."

When Zhang Chulan was about to study, a hand grabbed his arm to interrupt him. He looked at the owner of the hand in confusion: "Brother Xun?"

"Are you going to do it?" Zhang Chulan didn't understand why he asked this but still said "yeah".

Xun Yuanfeng sighed: "In that case, let me help you." Hearing what Zhang Chulan had said before, he couldn't help but be moved. This battle belonged to Zhang Chulan and he couldn't intervene, but he could still help within his ability.

Using Barbara's skills, when the water droplets surrounded his body, Zhang Chulan was surprised to find that his aching internal organs had no feeling, and his external injuries had also disappeared.

"My injury has healed." Zhang Chulan looked at Xun Yuanfeng in disbelief.

Everyone present also saw that scene. After hearing Zhang Chulan's words, everyone stared at Xun Yuanfeng. Although there are extraordinary people in the world of extraordinary people who can heal, such extraordinary people are extremely rare. Even in the Tianxia Association, there is only one such person, Feng Xingtong. However, he can control the soul to heal external injuries, which is different from Xun Yuanfeng's direct treatment.

This move drew everyone's attention to Xun Yuanfeng. Previously, everyone thought he was just a bystander watching the show, but no one expected him to have such a skill.

"We must find a way to invite this man into the Tianxiahui." Feng Shayan, who came over to watch after fighting with Feng Baobao, was determined to get Xun Yuanfeng.

Xun Yuanfeng didn't know what Feng Shayan was thinking, so he withdrew his hand after the treatment was completed: "Chu Lan, you have not only Feng Baobao but also me behind you. Don't worry, I'll back you up. Even if you are disabled, I can help you heal." It's a pity that Paimeng was sleeping. If she were there, Zhang Chulan would have been more comforted.

Zhang Chulan stared at Xun Yuanfeng blankly and then smiled broadly at him, "Yeah!"

When Xun Yuanfeng looked at Zhang Chulan, he always felt like an old father looking at his son.

"Tianshi Mansion, right? Come and see your master's strongest power."

Zhang Chulan opened his arms, and his aura suddenly changed, from lazy to serious. He had been hiding his strength, and now he was going to release it all. The golden light around Zhang Chulan changed to white, and a harsh cry came from his body.

"This is my strongest power, something that surpasses golden light." Zhang Chulan stared at the white-haired man.

"Ah!" Zhang Chulan turned into a beam of white light and rushed towards the white-haired man.

An intense white light rushed towards Zhang Lingyu. The golden light maintained by Zhang Lingyu (everyone knows it, so I'll just write his name directly) was shattered the moment it touched Zhang Chulan. An intense lightning flashed across Zhang Lingyu's face, and the wind pressure blew past like a knife, leaving a scratch on his face, and blood flowed out of the wound.

Zhang Lingyu was not slow either, and once again condensed golden light to repel Zhang Chulan. Zhang Chulan turned into lightning and quickly rushed forward, launching countless attacks in an instant. Zhang Lingyu's golden light became thicker. The two collided with each other, and the huge force caused dust to fly around, making it impossible to see the battle in the center.

“Thunder magic, how is it possible…” When the fat and thin Taoists saw Zhang Chulan’s thunder magic, the two looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes.

The little girl said in disbelief: "After Zhang Chulan's golden light turned white, it was so scary!"

"It's so fast! I can hardly keep up with it. What kind of kung fu is this?" The woman next to her said unconsciously.

Feng Shayan was standing aside. When she heard this question, she said, "Thunder Method! Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, from the description in the rumors, it should be Thunder Method. But his opponent is Zhang Lingyu."

Dust flew up in the field. When the dust cleared, Zhang Lingyu's golden light transformed into a giant golden hand that tightly grasped Zhang Chulan. Zhang Chulan shouted, "Open it for me!"

Lightning flashed all around him. He struggled hard to open the giant hand, and with one hand he held the condensed white lightning and swung it hard, hitting Zhang Lingyu, who had not yet completely condensed the golden light.

"Ah..." Zhang Lingyu made a sound of pain.

The thin Taoist priest opened his eyes wide as he watched the two people fighting in the field, and said to the fat Taoist priest beside him: "Forget about the Golden Light Curse, how could this guy also know the Thunder Method? Could it be that his grandfather Zhang Xilin also secretly learned the Thunder Method of our Longhu Mountain?"

The fat Taoist priest couldn't figure it out either: "This is impossible. It's impossible to steal the thunder method of Longhu Mountain. Have you forgotten that among the many Zhengyi disciples, only a few strong ones can be called high-level masters, and only a very few of these high-level masters can learn thunder methods. But even if those high-level masters are proficient in thunder methods, they are restricted by the Tianshi Mansion. They are not allowed to teach thunder methods to anyone. According to the rules of the sect, thunder methods can only be taught to those who may inherit the position of Tianshi."

"Hey, that's even more wrong." The thin Taoist said to the fat Taoist, "If his grandfather is a high-ranking Taoist who could possibly inherit the position of Heavenly Master, why have I never heard of the name Zhang Xilin in all these years in the Heavenly Master's Mansion?"

In the field.

Zhang Chulan stood opposite Zhang Lingyu, surrounded by thunder and lightning: "What's up, Junior Master, your golden light can't hold on any longer. Admit defeat quickly, or you will lose face next!"

Zhang Lingyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but his white training suit was still spotless.

Zhang Chulan looked at Zhang Lingyu who remained silent. The lightning in his hand became more and more obvious. He made a chirping sound and said to Zhang Lingyu, "You are really an annoying guy."

The fat Taoist priest outside the field saw the lightning condensed in Zhang Chulan's palm, which emitted an even more powerful aura, and said in surprise: "Ah, can you use that too?"

"How is this possible!" the thin Taoist priest also shouted in surprise.

"Palm thunder?" Zhang Lingyu looked at Zhang Chulan solemnly.