Under One Person: Twelve Talismans Beat Up Zhang Chulan

Tang Miaoxing and Zhang Wang on the opposite side looked helpless.

As for this Ding Shimaan, it’s not that annoying to say the least.

It’s not annoying, but they are actually a bit annoying.

Especially Zhang Wang was very angry. Since several people from Quan Xing had come, why didn't they come out together?

It just happened to be Ding Shimaan, the person he couldn't beat.

At this time, he glanced at Tang Miaoxing beside him, which meant that he wanted to decide whether to capture this Quan Xing monster.

Unexpectedly, the latter just pretended to be stupid and ignored him.

Zhang Wang was so angry that he almost cursed in the street.

But so many of his outer disciples were defeated by Ding Shimaan, it would be unreasonable for him not to take action.

Just then, a thin young man walked over from a distance.

This person is none other than Ma Long, the elite among the outer disciples.

He was also the one who beat Tao Tao up because of stress.

When Zhang Wang wanted to train Tao Tao to respond to crises, he asked Ma Long to be her sparring partner.

This guy hit Tao Tao's cute little face hard and made it look like a pig's head.

At the same time, the beating also left Tao Tao with psychological trauma.

"Let me fight you for a few moves."

Ma Long looked at Ding Shiman opposite him with a vicious look.

The latter glanced at him and did not respond directly, but asked.

"Will Master Ling Feng be back soon?"

Tang Miaoxing on the opposite side chuckled.

"Who knows? Why don't you just wait?"

After hearing this, Ding Shimaan waved his hand and then looked at Ma Long beside him.

"Then I'll play with you for a while as a warm-up."

Hearing that the other party did not take him seriously at all, Ma Long was immediately furious.

He immediately appeared beside Ding Shimaan and stabbed him with the sharp spike in his hand.

Ding Shimaan easily avoided the opponent's attack and kicked Ma Long out.

"You're hesitant to attack. Have you ever killed anyone?"

Upon hearing this, Ma Long was stunned at first, then looked at Ding Shimaan with a fierce look.

"So what if I haven't killed anyone."

Ding Shimaan laughed after hearing this.

"My friend, I don't mean to laugh at you."

"Your attack is filled with hesitation and uncertainty. If you can't control your mentality, you won't be able to touch me."

After hearing this, Ma Long was so angry that he threw away the spike in his hand, and then punched Ding Shimaan with his bare hands.

"Well, your punches are obviously more decisive than using weapons."

"But this alone is not enough."

After saying that, Ding Shimaan used his left arm to block Ma Long's punch, and knocked him out with a palm strike from his right hand.

Ma Long, who had fallen to the ground, wanted to get up and rush forward, but Zhang Wang stopped him.

"Okay, that's enough."

"If Ding Shimaan hadn't held back just now, you would have been crippled if not dead."

Then Zhang Wang tilted his head and looked at Ding Shimaan.

"Just as the rumors say, I never thought you are different from those all-powerful demons."

Ding Shimaan smiled without commenting on this.

"I already said it's just a sparring match, there's no need to use too much force."

"Besides, everyone in the circle knows why I joined Quan Xing. I just wanted to make it easier for me to fight."

"With this bastard identity, I can challenge those decent people who were previously inconvenient to take action."

"Senior, how about we have a fight?"

Zhang Wang was so angry that he almost blushed when he heard this, but Tang Miaoxing beside him laughed.

He just smiled and turned his head to look at the side of the forest.

As Tang Miaoxing turned his head, Ding Shimaan and Zhang Wang also looked towards the forest on that side.

Ma Long and the other Tang Sect disciples were still a little confused.

Not long after, two men and women came out of the woods on this side, chatting and laughing. The man seemed to be holding something in his hand and dragging it on the ground.

Tang Miaoxing and Zhang Wang smiled helplessly after seeing this.

Ding Shimaan became excited instantly.

As for the other Tang Sect disciples, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after seeing that the two people were Tao Tao and Zhang Lingfeng. They thought that some powerful enemy of Quan Xing had appeared again.

But when they saw Zhang Lingfeng dragging Zhang Chulan, who was covered in blood and looked like he was about to die, everyone was stunned.

Wang Zhenqiu, who was far away, burst into laughter when he saw the long trail of blood dragged on the ground by Zhang Chulan.

"Hey, Zhang Chulan, ah Zhang Chulan."

"Why would you mess with Master Ling Feng if you have nothing to do? You're just digging your own grave!"

At this time, Zhang Lingfeng threw the ignorant Zhang Chulan aside like throwing a dead dog.

"Just watch and save them."

"If you can save him, save him. If he dies, he deserves it."

"This guy is so rude. I didn't kill him on the spot because I was giving face to my master."

At this time, Lu Lin and Feng Baobao, who had been brought back earlier, also ran over. When they saw Zhang Chulan's injuries, Lu Lin couldn't help but sigh.

"Ling Feng, did you hit me too hard?"

Zhang Lingfeng curled his lips at this.

"I was too harsh?"

"I think I went too easy."

"This bastard called my wife and your sister Lu Linglong a naive person. He also said that he liked Tao Tao more and wanted to match us up."

"You mean I didn't hit you hard enough?"

Hearing this, Lu Lin frowned slightly.

Although he does like Feng Baobao, he is more of a sister-con.

Naturally, he would not allow his sister to be talked about by an outsider.

Although Lu Linglong is sometimes really naive.

"Huh, I didn't expect Zhang Chulan to be like this."

"But let's give him first aid first, Ling Feng, you..."

The words were on the tip of her tongue but Lu Lin swallowed them back.

It was absolutely impossible to ask Zhang Lingfeng to treat Zhang Chulan. He was being polite by not beating him to death.

At this time, he looked at Tang Miaoxing and Zhang Wang.

Tang Miaoxing sighed, then looked at Zhang Wang.

"Take Zhang Chulan there. Zhang Chulan is so seriously injured now, only the seniors can help him."

Zhang Wang was a little unhappy.

"Is that a place where outsiders can enter?"

"What's more, there..."

But before he could finish his words, Tang Miaoxing stopped him with a look.

"Don't say anything more, save people first!"

At this time, Ding Shimaan came to Zhang Lingfeng with a smile.

"Master Lingfeng, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Look, this is a rare opportunity. Please play a round with me!"

Seeing this guy's happy look, Zhang Lingfeng curled his lips helplessly.

"No, you really won't turn back until you hit the wall, right?"

"I'm not fighting you because I want to preserve your reputation as a hero. If you lose to me, your reputation as a hero will be gone."

In response, Ding Shimaan smiled and waved his hand.

"It doesn't matter. Lao Na and I don't care about this so-called title at all."

"Even if I really lose to you, Old Na won't feel awkward about losing his reputation. Instead, he'll be happy for us."

"Whoever wants to be the hero can do it."

Hearing this, Zhang Lingfeng sighed.

"So, you really want to fight me?"