Under One Person: The Invincible Catfish King

Zhang Chulan had completely fallen into a state of hysterical madness.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Zhang Lingyu, who was trying to pat his behind and turn away.

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Zhang Chulan roared through gritted teeth:

"Come on! Aren't you so arrogant, you little junior uncle?"

"Now, I'll show you my true abilities!"

The sound seemed to be a roar erupting from the depths of the soul.

"For so many years, my grandfather has always told me to be patient and hide my identity, simply because I am an oddity in the eyes of ordinary people!"

Zhang Chulan, panting heavily, continued to shout at the top of his lungs.

"I am cautious day and night, not daring to make the slightest mistake, for fear of being regarded as an oddball."

"Many nights, I gazed at the moonlight outside the window, my heart filled with helplessness and fear."

"I've been hiding for so many years, and when Xu San and the others from Na Du Tong Company told me that there were people like you who are superhuman, I finally thought I didn't have to live in the shadows anymore!"

His voice trembled slightly, as if telling a story of endless vicissitudes.

"I was full of hope that I could find a place to belong, that I could stand tall and proud in the sunlight."

"But because of this damn Qi Source Flow, I'm still an oddball in your eyes!"

Zhang Chulan clenched his fists, the veins on his arms bulging.

"You guys treat me like some kind of object, robbing me whenever you want and hitting me whenever you want!"

"You don't treat me like a human being at all!"

"Who do you think I, Zhang Chulan, am?!"

Zhang Chulan looked up to the sky and roared.

"I, Zhang Chulan, am not a pawn to be manipulated at will, nor am I an ant to be trampled upon at will!"

"I just want to cause a huge scene right now!"

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Zhang Chulan was like a beast cornered in a desperate situation, wanting to fight back at all costs.

"Come on! Let me see just how strong you really are!"

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Today, Zhang Chulan finally vented all the grievances he had accumulated over the years.

In that instant, the golden light emanating from his entire body suddenly turned into a pure white color, like snow!

Feng Yaya was stunned and couldn't help but shout at the top of her lungs:

"Zhang Chulan has transformed into a Saiyan!"

Her wide eyes were filled with astonishment and curiosity.

Then Feng Yaya turned to look at Zhang Lingyu with anticipation, as if hoping that Zhang Lingyu could also have such an amazing transformation!

Feng Shayan walked up to Feng Yaya and hurriedly asked her for snacks, interrupting her untimely interruption, afraid that she would anger Zhang Lingyu.

Feng Shayan looked serious and shielded Feng Yaya behind her to prevent any accidents from happening.

Feng Baobao walked up to the two of them without any hesitation and reached out to the Pleasant Goat doll for some snacks.

Unexpectedly, the Pleasant Goat plush toy generously gave her a large handful of snacks.

Then, the three of them and the plush toy sat there eating snacks and watching the game, oblivious to everyone else.

As Feng Xingtong watched them enjoying their snacks while watching the game, she felt a slight sense of unease.

He frowned and thought to himself, "Feng Baobao, how can you ask the Pleasant Goat doll for snacks so naturally?"

Aren't you even a little bit curious?

The two Taoist priests standing nearby were so astonished when they saw Zhang Chulan use lightning magic that their jaws nearly dropped to the ground.

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"Very well, Zhang Chulan, since you put it that way, then I'll show you some of my true skills!"

Zhang Lingyu was clearly provoked by Zhang Chulan's impassioned words.

In fact, he was even more shocked by Zhang Chulan's ability to use lightning magic!

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Zhang Lingyu was incredibly arrogant:

"Yang Five Thunder! Zhang Chulan is using Yang Five Thunder!"

Thus, the two clashed again, beginning a new and intense battle.

"This Chu Lan can actually hold his own against Junior Uncle for now?"

The fat Taoist priest stared wide-eyed, muttering to himself in disbelief.

"This is simply unbelievable."

"Where did he steal the thunder magic from? Isn't thunder magic something only high-ranking masters from Longhu Mountain can learn?"

The thin Taoist priest was also astonished, his brows furrowed as he tried to find the answer from his chaotic thoughts.

“Junior Uncle is the master’s personal disciple, and he is exceptionally talented. It’s normal for him to have learned thunder magic.”

"But how could Zhang Chulan, a self-taught amateur, possibly have learned thunder magic?"

The two looked at each other, speechless with astonishment, staring blankly at the breathtaking battle scene before them.

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Zhang Chulan unleashed his lightning technique, and in an instant, lightning flashed across his body, his aura soaring like a rainbow.

For a time, he and Zhang Lingyu were evenly matched, with neither gaining the upper hand!

Their attacks were as swift as lightning, and their movements were as fast as the wind, leaving Feng Xingtong dazzled and feeling like her eyes couldn't keep up with their pace!

He strained his eyes, trying to capture every moment, but he still couldn't keep up.

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When Feng Shayan witnessed this scene, it was as if the clouds had parted and the sun had shone through her heart. She finally understood why her father, Feng Zhenghao, wanted her to win over Zhang Chulan at all costs.

This Zhang Chulan is not simply someone who inherited the Qi Body Source Flow.

His ability to use this thunder magic means that there must be some connection between his ancestors and the old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain!

What deeper meaning lies behind the fact that the old master of Longhu Mountain sent his disciple Zhang Lingyu to personally invite Zhang Chulan?

At this moment, Zhang Chulan's confidence was extremely inflated. He was so arrogant that he thought this so-called junior uncle was nothing special, so he decided to defeat him in one fell swoop!

So, without hesitation, he unleashed his ultimate move—Palm Thunder!

In an instant, lightning flashed, and blinding arcs of electricity, accompanied by sharp crackling sounds, attacked Zhang Lingyu like a wild horse.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Lingyu responded with the same move, also unleashing a palm lightning attack!

The people around were very nervous, watching the two clash with the same ultimate moves!

And so, their palm lightning bolts clashed without any reservations!

However, although the two used the same palm lightning technique, their colors were quite different, one white and the other black.

Moreover, the black palm lightning was clearly more powerful and had the upper hand!

At this moment, Feng Yaya popped up again, blinking her innocent big eyes, and asked Feng Xingtong:

"Isn't this a case of 'the righteous are one foot high, but the evil are ten feet high'?"

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Feng Xingtong's face stiffened, inwardly groaning, and she couldn't help but want to cover Feng Yaya's mouth, silently complaining:

"My little darling, can you please stop bringing up things that are hard to talk about?"

Upon seeing and hearing Feng Yaya's words, Feng Xingtong noticed that Zhang Lingyu's face instantly turned incredibly gloomy, as if water could drip from it, and it immediately turned completely black!

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Even if children speak without thinking, you shouldn't say such hurtful things to their faces, right?

Feng Xingtong felt helpless, feeling that Feng Yaya was doing it on purpose, but she had no evidence and could only suffer in silence.

In the blink of an eye, just as Zhang Chulan was about to be defeated, two figures rushed forward.

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One person easily blocked Zhang Lingyu's palm lightning with a knife, while another figure swiftly stuffed Zhang Chulan into a sack and carried him back to Feng Yaya's side!

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By the way, aren't knives conductive?

How can it block electricity? That's not scientific!

Also, the action of putting a sack on someone and carrying them on his back was done in one smooth motion, and it was done by a Pleasant Goat doll.