One person said: "If I make you a holy child, will you be granted godhood through the art of Gu

"Bang!"

Zhang Chulan swayed, and like a puppet with its strings cut, he was about to fall downwards.

Fortunately, Feng Baobao, who was standing nearby, reacted quickly and caught him.

“What are you doing!”

Xu Si's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly stood up, instinctively trying to stop him.

But Jiang Mo raised her hand to stop him.

"What's there to be afraid of? It's just a Forget-Me-Not Gu, it won't kill you."

"I completely forgot about last night as soon as I woke up."

Wei Duoduo and Chen Duo exchanged a glance, already used to Jiang Mo's casual use of Gu poison.

Hearing Jiang Mo's words, Xu Si reluctantly sat down again, his expression still showing some worry.

Even in the world of supernatural beings, Gu worms are considered quite dangerous.

It just doesn't feel quite right to just casually put it on someone.

Normally, if it were someone else, they would sense the danger.

But I wouldn't feel this excited.

"Something feels off," Xu Si said, frowning.

"What's wrong? Look at him, he's still thinking about last night. How is he going to fight later?"

"His attention is completely diverted right now. If he continues like this, he might lose the first game."

As Jiang Mo spoke, he lightly tapped his fingers on the armrest of his chair. "Besides, it was his own request."

Feng Baobao, standing to the side, stared intently at Zhang Chulan's face, afraid that something might happen to him.

They have a specific purpose this time!

"Hmm..." Zhang Chulan, lying on Feng Baobao, let out a soft groan, then slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were dazed and blank, as if he had just woken up and looked around.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?" Zhang Chulan asked, looking bewildered.

This reaction made Xu Si's eyes light up. It seemed he really had forgotten what happened last night?

"Zhang Chulan, enter!"

At that moment, an announcement came from the competition venue.

"Okay!"

Zhang Chulan sprang to his feet with a swift movement, completely shedding his previous dejected and lifeless appearance.

"Remember, this time your opponent is Tang Wenlong."

Just as Zhang Chulan was about to enter, Jiang Mo reminded him, "His protective poisonous miasma has a strong defensive capability against even physical attacks, but lightning magic can counter his poisonous miasma."

"Understood!" Zhang Chulan nodded energetically and leaped into the arena.

This time, he was determined to dominate Tang Wenlong.

The other contestants in the stands looked at each other in bewilderment at what they saw.

Why does this guy look so energetic?

He was so a handful last night, but today he's acting like nothing happened. Is this kid faking it?

"This kid's acting skills are top-notch," Feng Shayan said, pursing her lips.

Zhuge Qing shook his head: "No, his current state is a bit strange."

Zhang Chulan just collapsed to the ground.

Something must have happened in between.

But he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.

In the arena, Zhang Chulan strode confidently to the center and met Tang Wenlong, who was walking towards him from the opposite side.

“Zhang Chulan.” Tang Wenlong nodded slightly, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

He witnessed the whole thing that happened last night.

Seeing Zhang Chulan's nonchalant demeanor, one can't help but wonder how he managed to adjust his mindset.

However, this is a socially fatal matter.

Zhang Chulan couldn't easily adjust his state.

There's a high probability that they're faking it now.

This would make it easier to win over Zhang Chulan.

"Tang Wenlong."

I've been waiting for this match for a long time.

This time, he's going to use all the skills Jiang Mo has developed on this guy.

But why does this person's expression look so strange?

Why are you staring at your own face?

"Your woodpecker imitation last night was truly lifelike."

As if he didn't see Zhang Chulan's question, Tang Wenlong said with a smile, his tone tinged with a hint of teasing.

"Woodpecker?" Zhang Chulan looked completely bewildered.

Their momentum diminished somewhat.

What line is this?

Was it planned in advance?

Seeing Zhang Chulan's expression.

Tang Wenlong was slightly taken aback.

It caused quite a stir last night, and the news spread throughout Longhu Mountain.

There's no reason why Zhang Chulan, the person involved, wouldn't be aware of it.

Could this be some kind of special psychological defense mechanism?

Thinking of this, Tang Wenlong couldn't help but think more highly of Zhang Chulan.

Whether it's an act or he's genuinely relaxed, it shows that this kid has an extraordinary character.

What does "woodpecker" mean?

Tang Wenlong's expression was really strange.

Why did you have to bring up woodpeckers in front of him?

Thinking about this, Zhang Chulan became even more confused.

Even suppressing his anger, he wanted to ask for clarification, but suddenly realized that the match was about to begin.

wrong!

Is this guy trying to distract me?

damn it!

I almost fell for it.

This is going to let you experience my attack.

They didn't give Tang Wenlong time to react.

Zhang Chulan directly unleashed a golden lightning bolt that struck Tang Wenlong's chest!

Since you want to interrupt your own thoughts.

Let this person experience the feeling of being ambushed first.

"A mere thunder magic dares to... wait?"

Tang Wenlong's expression changed upon seeing Zhang Chulan's actions.

This guy actually retorted while he was speaking.

They even used thunder?

They really have no shame.

However, his reaction was not slow.

At the moment Zhang Chulan launched his attack.

Tang Wenlong then raised the protective poisonous miasma within his body.

however!

too slow!

His protective poisonous miasma did indeed rise up instantly, but it was too late.

The lightning, enveloped in golden light, struck him directly in the chest, the immense impact blasting away the poisonous miasma!

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Tang Wenlong was sent flying backward like a cannonball.

It plowed a deep trench in the ground.

The crowd outside immediately erupted in an uproar.

This change came too suddenly; no one expected Zhang Chulan to suddenly launch an attack!

Logically speaking, this is the first time Zhang Chulan has taken such the initiative.

The referee standing in the field also didn't react immediately.

After a while.

Seeing that Tang Wenlong lay on the ground with no intention of getting up.

The referee stepped forward.

I'm going to ask about it.

At this moment, Tang Wenlong, who was lying on the ground, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

This level of internal injury cannot be recovered in a short time.

But Zhang Chulan is really cunning.

They actually attacked me while I was speaking.

Was this guy doing this on purpose?

Pretend to have completely forgotten about yesterday.

Just to deliver a fatal blow to himself?

Damn!

And he got his way.

"I concede." Tang Wenlong raised his hand with difficulty to signal.

Won!

Tang Wenlong defeated the Tang Clan.

Zhang Chulan wins!

Without giving Zhang Chulan a chance to speak, the referee immediately announced the result.

Upon hearing the referee announce the result, the Tang Clan members rushed off the field to help him up.

However, Tang Wenlong waved his hand to indicate that it was not necessary, gritted his teeth and stood up, looking thoughtfully at Jiang Mo in the stands.

He just saw it.

Zhang Chulan did show a momentary lapse in composure.

At that moment, it seemed like Jiang Mo raised his hand?

Could it be that Jiang Mo helped Zhang Chulan forget what happened last night?

Tang Wenlong stood there, his expression changing repeatedly.

Zhang Chulan thought for a moment and then stepped forward.

He knocked Tang Wenlong down with a single blow.

This is so unfulfilling.