The Fantasy Library Under One Person

Zhang Chulan stood up with difficulty, and said with a slightly smug smile.

"Yeah, I almost lost face..."

When the thunder light dissipated, Wang Daolin said lightly, "Look at my method of suppressing the bottom of the box!"

Just when Zhang Chulan was in a daze, Wang Daolin rushed out instantly and punched him fiercely!

The prosperity of the lightning is almost tearing apart the space!

"It's over, the outcome has been decided..."

"This Wang Daolin is too strong!"

"The Heavenly Master's Mansion wants to establish its prestige!"

The audience let out a long breath, and the tense heartstrings finally relaxed.It's over, Zhang Chulan, who has exhausted his innate qi, can't dodge this punch no matter what!

No.60 Six generations of celestial masters are destined to belong to Wang Daolin!

"Old Heavenly Master, it seems that you have successors!" Headmaster 'Dumbledore' said with a smile, but there was an unknown light in his eyes.

"This stinky boy!" Zhang Zhiwei didn't feel very happy, wishing he could go on the court and beat him up.

"Forget it, senior brother, it's not bad for Dao Linlai to be this celestial master!" Tian Jinzhong comforted.

Just when everyone thought the dust had settled, Wang Daolin, who was rushing towards Zhang Chulan, suddenly slipped and the attack missed.

Zhang Chulan subconsciously clenched her hands in front of her body, but without realizing it, Wang Daolin hit his chin on it all by himself!

boom!

There was a toothache muffled sound.

"oops!"

Wang Daolin screamed, and immediately fell to the ground on his back.

"Zhang Chulan...you are really powerful...you have seen through all my strongest moves..."

"I lost……"

049 I don't want it, and it's not your turn to grab it!

Confused!

Everyone is stunned!

Zhang Chulan looked at Wang Daolin, who was lying on the ground and kept winking at him, and his head was covered with black lines, "Little Master, you are... too exaggerated? Can you take a break?!"

The referee rested his hand on his forehead and announced helplessly, "Wang Daolin played against Zhang Chulan, and Zhang Chulan won!"

Hearing this, Zhang Chulan let out a long breath, and immediately fell to the ground.

"Shadow!"

"Treat us like monkeys?!"

"Such a careless performance, who is fooling!"

"Damn it, Zhang Chulan really doesn't shake Bilian!"

The audience immediately exploded on the spot. The performance that was originally very exciting, suddenly appeared in such a dramatic scene, and everyone felt a wave of evil fire.

"It's over, the reputation of Tianshi Mansion has been ruined by these two brats..."

Zhang Zhiwei rested his forehead with his hands, regretting his mistakes.

"Hahaha, not bad! I like these two little guys very much!" Lu Jin laughed loudly, "My Tongtian talisman is not wronged!"

"That senior brother..." Tian Jinzhong stared at Zhang Zhiwei suddenly, "Should we run quickly! We are going to fight..."

Hearing the referee's announcement, the audience immediately exploded, jumped down from the stands, and rushed towards Zhang Chulan and Wang Daolin.

"Fuck! Can they see through my realistic acting skills?!" Wang Daolin jumped up and ran out.

"Little master, don't leave me!" Zhang Chulan screamed.Now the innate qi in his body is exhausted, and his whole body is so weak that he can't escape even if he wants to!

brake!

Wang Daolin came to a sudden stop, then ran back, bent down and picked up Zhang Chulan, and Sa Yazi ran out.

"Fuck! Little master, run faster! Chasing... I'm catching up!" Zhang Chulan yelled in horror.

"I'll run faster after throwing you away!" Wang Daolin scolded angrily, "Shut up!"

"Five rounds of fire, wolf spirit!"

boom!

A fire wolf formed by the condensed chemical fire roared out and rushed towards the spectators who were chasing up.

But Wang Daolin took advantage of this opportunity, turned into lightning, accelerated suddenly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye...

Longhu Mountain, the venue for the Luotian Dajiao.

Zhang Chulan, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, stood in front of Zhang Zhiwei and Lu Jin. In the surrounding stands, there were only three or two big cats and kittens left in the audience, looking like a crowd.

On the other hand, those big shots of the Ten Guys didn't leave at this time, but fixed their eyes on what Lu Jin was holding in his hand at the moment.