Under One Person: Twelve Talismans Beat Up Zhang Chulan

Hearing Zhang Chulan's words, Feng Xingtong chuckled.

"You don't know this yet, do you? Your junior uncle Zhang Lingfeng has bet 500 million on the final match, which will be a melee between you, Lingyu Zhenren and his three companions."

Zhang Chulan was stunned when he heard this.

"My Junior Master Lingfeng really thinks highly of me."

Although he said this, Zhang Chulan was horrified in his heart.

I have been deliberately acting unreliable during this period of time, with the purpose of confusing everyone.

But even though his junior uncle saw himself in such a miserable state, he still believed that he had the strength to make it to the end.

This made Zhang Chulan feel suspicious.

In fact, for Feng Baobao, he planned to include everyone in the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain.

However, when facing his junior uncle Zhang Lingfeng, Zhang Chulan did not dare to go too far.

He could feel that the other party was very murderous.

Once you cross the opponent's bottom line, he will attack you without mercy.

However, Zhang Chulan currently does not know what the other party’s bottom line is. Perhaps it is his master, his own master, the old Taoist priest Zhang Zhiwei?

Or is it another master, Tian Jinzhong?

He knew that this master had been treated by his junior uncle before.

Or is it his fiancée Lu Linglong?

He did show extraordinary tenderness towards this young lady from the Lu family.

He could feel that the relationship between the two was very pure and without any impurities.

He also learned something from Zanglong.

That night when he was walking his bird under the moonlight, if Zhang Lingyu and Zhuge Qing had not stopped him, the other party would have turned into a golden blade and chopped off his bird.

Because his behavior of walking the bird under the moon that day was really too rude.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan couldn't help but sigh.

It is best not to involve this junior master in such things as scheming against others.

The main theme is that he is good, I am good, and everyone is good.

At this time, Feng Xingtong looked at the dazed Zhang Chulan and waved.

"What are you daydreaming about, Lao Zhang? You have nothing to do now, so why don't you come with me to visit my sister and the others?"

"My sister and Jia Zhengliang stayed in the recuperation room together after the competition, and I went to treat them."

Zhang Chulan thought about it and realized that he couldn't find Feng Baobao anyway, so he decided to go with Feng Xingtong to take a look.

I can’t say that the Feng family of Tianxiahui is that good to me, but at least they don’t have that much ill will towards me.

I can still make good use of the other party's kindness towards me, and maybe one day in the future I can help Feng Baobao.

After all, Feng Zhenghao, the head of the Feng family, is one of the Ten Lords.

Along the way, they saw many polite people. After asking, they found out that Feng Xingtong's performance at the conference today was remarkable.

His opponent is Deng Youfu, a man from the Northeast who can summon spirits to possess him.

The person invited by the other party was Liu Kunsheng from Changbai Mountain. Although he was not of the highest rank, he had a considerable background.

Unfortunately, he was facing one of the Eight Great Techniques, the Soul Binding and General Dispatching Technique, which was specifically designed to restrain spirits.

The result was that Uncle Kunsheng was directly detained by Feng Xingtong.

Feng Xingtong has therefore become one of the favorite candidates to win the championship.

The odds are almost catching up with Zhang Lingyu.

The latter just smiled shyly.

"It's mainly because I was lucky. I happened to encounter a spirit that can use the Soul Binding and General Summoning Technique. Otherwise, I wouldn't have won so easily."

When the two of them arrived in the room, Jia Zhengliang was talking to his mother on the phone.

What he meant was that he let the other party win because of Feng Shayan.

In response to this, Feng Shayan just frowned and signaled Feng Xingtong to treat her first, and to ignore the guy next to her for now.

"No, I'm just pretending to be cool with my mom, you can't just ignore my treatment!"

………………

The next day.

Zhang Lingfeng walked slowly into his competition venue.

He was calm and composed, not showing any signs of fatigue from having spent the entire night chopping Zhang Lingyu.

Of course, all this is due to the magical effect of the horse talisman.

Zhang Lingyu, who had also been struck by lightning all night, looked much more tired, with particularly severe dark circles under his eyes.

If Lu Linglong, who was involved in the incident, had not stopped Zhang Lingfeng, Zhang Lingyu would probably have been killed by Zhang Lingfeng.

Because later on he no longer wanted to play with Zhang Lingyu, and was ready to use the rabbit talisman to speed up and directly control the opponent.

At this time, Lu Linglong was cheering for Zhang Lingfeng in the audience with her best friends Zhi Jinhua and Bai Shixue.

Just as Zhang Lingfeng was waving to Lu Linglong, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a towel on his head and a sheepskin waistcoat beside him, walked in.

His simple attire caused laughter from other audience members.

"Hahaha, why is this guy dressed like a shepherd boy?"

"I even wonder if he will suddenly sing a Xintianyou song, hahahaha!"

At this time, someone with sharp eyes recognized this person and quickly spoke to those who were mocking him.

"Shh, you guys don't know shit. This one is from the Natural Gate."

"His name is Bianliang. I heard he's a descendant of that guy from back then."

At this time, a man wearing a white towel on his head and a woolen vest came to the center of the arena and then clasped his fists towards Zhang Lingfeng.

"Master Lingfeng, I have long heard of your great name."

"My name is Bianliang. I was originally a disciple of the Natural Sect, and now I have joined the Seeking Truth Society."

"The Huang Fang you defeated in the last match is my brother, hehehe."

After hearing the other party's self-introduction, Zhang Lingfeng couldn't help but nodded.

Just like Huang Fang, who was originally from Yanwu Hall, Bianliang, who was originally from Ziranmen, was also a disciple of the emerging alien organization, the Qiuzhen Society.

He later learned through information that sects with shallow roots like Yiliu, Huangmen Sancai, Ziranmen, and Yanwutang had basically all declined because of the Jiashen Rebellion.

In the increasingly complex domestic environment, these small sects with no foundation have no choice but to stick together to survive.

It is also for this main reason that the Truth Seeking Society came into being.

It makes sense. The emergence of official companies after the founding of the People's Republic of China has had a huge impact on some existing sects.

To put it bluntly, the company's hands have always been dirty, even though Zhao Fangxu is trying hard to formalize the company.

However, during this process, many things were suppressed by the company.

Including the Ten Lords who represent the unofficial alien forces.

Originally, the rule in the domestic superhuman world was that major matters were decided by the Ten Lords. Later, a company was established, but the company could not blatantly cancel the Ten Lords.

So the company will support the obedient new ten bosses to take the position.

Whether it is Tianxiahui or Xiguge, these new forces are actually backed by companies.

These are things that the ten old bosses know about but don't say out loud.

Thinking of this, Zhang Lingfeng sighed.

After all, since ancient times, heroes in the martial arts world have looked down upon the court's lackeys from the bottom of their hearts.

At this time, he clasped his fists towards Bianliang.

"I am Zhang Lingfeng from the Tianshi Mansion. Brother Bian, please teach me."