One person: I will give you one of the Shining Fruits.

It's approaching noon.

After saying goodbye to everyone in the Lu family, Xiao Muyang walked towards the cafeteria. After lunch, he reunited with Chen Jiafu and walked towards the afternoon competition venue, ready to watch the battles of other aliens up close.

"What is this sound?"

Just outside a certain stadium, a series of faint calls came from inside the stadium, attracting Chen Jiafu's attention.

"Let's go in and take a look." Upon hearing this, Xiao Muyang took the lead and walked towards the venue.

"Brother Xiao!"

Feng Xingtong looked at his two junior apprentice brothers and sisters who were walking towards the audience seats from the main gate and called out to them.

"Feng Xingtong, your competition is over? What was the result?"

Xiao Muyang asked curiously.

"It was over in the morning. Luckily, I was able to advance to the next round thanks to my family's special skills."

"But the immortal that Deng Youfu invited is really powerful. Just by inviting the immortal to possess him, he has such momentum."

"If it is Master Liu's true form that has arrived, it would be hard to imagine."

"The Northeastern Spirit Horse Immortal is indeed worthy of his reputation."

Seeing Feng Xingtong's humble look, Xiao Muyang nodded in agreement. At least he was not confused by the spirit detention and general dispatching. After all, that thing was really a foul against spirits. No matter what kind of spirit you were, you would be detained directly.

"What about your sister?"

Xiao Muyang glanced left and right at Feng Xingtong and asked curiously.

Aren't these two siblings inseparable?

Feng Xingtong looked at Xiao Muyang strangely when he heard that.

"My sister?"

"Yes, your sister."

Feng Xingtong is ashamed...

My sister didn't show up, didn't you have any idea?

Isn't that because you are mad at me...

I didn't even come to watch my brother's game...

"After the game in the morning, he went back to his room to rest with a sullen look on his face."

Xiao Muyang scratched his face in embarrassment, and facing Feng Xingtong's strange gaze, he quickly turned around and looked towards the stadium.

..............

On the field, Zhang Chulan had a relaxed expression on his face, with one hand on his waist, looking around the audience.

Zhang Chulan, don't be green-faced...

Zhang Chulan, I have never seen anyone as shameless as you..

Zhang Chulan, don't shake Bilian...

Don't want Bilian... Zhang Chulan...

Zhang Chulan, get down here right now... I'm annoyed when I see you...

Looking around, almost 8% of the audience were spitting at Zhang Chulan on the field.

Seeing how popular Zhang Chulan was, Xiao Muyang and the others' eyes twitched. They didn't expect the audience to be so enthusiastic.

As the referee's shouts continued.

"Contestants, please come on stage and prepare for the competition!"

"Contestants, please come on stage and prepare for the competition!"

"Contestants, please come on stage and prepare for the competition!"

However, no matter how loudly the referee shouted, even until his voice became hoarse, Shan Shitong did not appear.

This strange scene was incomprehensible to everyone present.

Where is Shan Shitong?

What is going on here?

I saw Shan Shitong from afar in the cafeteria this morning.

Could it be that this kid Zhang Chulan is up to something weird again?

..........

No matter how the audience around discussed and how they criticized Zhang Chulan, Shan Shitong still did not enter the venue.

"Contestants, please come on stage and prepare for the competition!"

"The last five minutes."

"Contestants, please come on stage and prepare for the competition!"

Time passes.

The referee saw that the time was up and still no other contestant came on stage. He just looked at Zhang Chulan with disdain and announced the result of the competition.

"Because another contestant was unable to go on stage at the stipulated time."

"So the winner of this match is Zhang Chulan."

As the referee's voice fell, the crowd at the scene became excited.

There is a shady story!

Don't shake the lotus! Shame on you! Are you playing some trick?

There is something fishy going on! Refund the tickets! Refund the money!

No, it seems that you don’t need to buy a ticket?

A faint voice sounded from the corner...

No matter what, shady deal, refund the ticket! Refund the money!

Shameless Zhang Chulan!

..........

On the surface, Zhang Chulan won without fighting, but only he knew the truth.

Last night, Shan Shitong should have been buried by Feng Baobao, right?

I just don't know if the little butterfly flapped its wings. After all, according to the original plot, Zhang Chulan had a private affair with Shan Shitong.

It's a pity, they both belong to the Shangqing Maoshan family...

Did the old master take this into consideration? That's why he invited me to have a chat last night?

Now it is obvious that Zhang Chulan's goal has been achieved.

So far, this kid has not been exposed to the public.

..........

Just as Zhang Chulan put his hands in his pockets, whistled, and prepared to leave with a gangster-like gait.

A blue figure jumped down from the audience and shouted at Zhang Chulan with gritted teeth.

"Don't shake Bilian! I will teach you a lesson on behalf of everyone today!"

"watch out!"

Just when Zhang Chulan was stunned, two Taoists appeared on the left and right of the blue-haired man and held him down at the same time.

"Boy, this is Longhu Mountain. This is Luotian Grand Ceremony. This is not a place for you to fight privately!"

The figure who was stopped struggled to continue to defend himself.

"Master, it's not that I don't respect Longhu Mountain, it's just that Zhang Chulan is too shameless, I really can't help it."

Looking at the man who was stopped and wanted to attack him, Zhang Chulan showed a harmless expression, stretched out his right hand, made a heart shape towards the man... then laughed and turned around and walked out of the field.

Everyone was stunned at once, including the two Taoist priests who restrained the man.

"Ah! Zhang Chulan! I will kill you!"

The blue-haired man was filled with anger. He shouted and tried to break free from control, fighting Zhang Chulan to the death.

Although the two Taoist priests also looked at Zhang Chulan with disdain, they had no choice but to escort the man towards another gate as it was their duty.

The highest point of the auditorium.

At this time, two figures appeared, one fat and one thin.

The fat figure looked old and frail, leaning on a cane with one hand, and had a sinister and vicious expression.

There was a scar on his thin cheek that went through his right eye, his left eye was covered by drooping white hair, and his face looked gloomy.

"What do you think of this Zhang Chulan?"

The fat figure stared at the back of Zhang Chulan who had already left, then turned around and asked the other figure behind him.

"Humph! He's just a young boy, what do you think? Don't I know what you want, Wang Ai?"

The thin figure snorted coldly at Wang Ai.

"Hehehe... Lu Ci, aren't you curious about the origin of the Big Ear Thief's Qi?"

Wang Ai said with a smile, as if he didn't care about Lu Ci's attitude at all.

"So what if I'm curious? This is Longhu Mountain, and this kid is the disciple of the old Heavenly Master!"

Lu Ci squinted his eyes and stared at Wang Ai in front of him and said.

"The disciple of the old master? Humph, he is not one yet. Even Zhang Zhiwei cannot interfere now."

"Who do you think this Luotian Grand Ceremony is for?"

Wang Ai's face suddenly darkened, and then he said.

"If that's the case, what do you think should be done?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Ci lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked Wang Ai a question.

"Let's wait and see. The person is here and won't fly away, right? Hehe..."

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