Chapter 145: The Final Match! Time to Reveal Your True Form

Aside from Lu Jin, the other Ten Elders were also paying attention to this side.

They did not investigate what happened yesterday.

But they could guess roughly what occurred.

Lin Xuan did not appear, then this kind of thing happened, along with that scorching sensation and the scent of pills, as well as the sounds of dragon roars and tiger howls.

Although curious, they were all smart enough not to ask too much.

As time passed, today's matches began.

Rong Shan announced the entry of the contestants over there.

"Today's matches end here!"

Lao Tianshi suddenly said.

"Three matches?"

Lin Xuan looked back.

"Mm, three matches!"

"Does Tianshi have confidence that Zhang Chulan will win? Although Daoist Lingyu is also young and has only practiced the Lightning Method for four years, his own foundation is very solid.

Zhang Chulan has wasted quite a bit of time, after all."

"He should be able to win!"

Lao Tianshi smiled with his eyes narrowed.

Lin Xuan turned his head to look at Lao Tianshi and raised an eyebrow.

"Did you drug your disciple?"

"I warn you not to talk nonsense, alright? Could I possibly drug my disciple? If he loses, it's just because his skills are inferior to others!"

Lao Tianshi looked at Lin Xuan with narrowed eyes.

But Lin Xuan did not fall for the threat.

"When the time comes, Tianshi can question Daoist Lingyu as to why he hasn't been properly cultivating his Qi for so many years, and whether he has been properly practicing the Lightning Method?"

Lin Xuan retorted, causing the corners of Tianshi's mouth to twitch twice, and he fell silent.

Tian Jinzhong, standing to the side, frowned deeply as he listened.

"Senior Brother, did you really do it?"

There was clear disbelief in Tian Jinzhong's tone.

"No!"

Lao Tianshi naturally did not admit it.

Casting a suspicious glance at Lao Tianshi, Tian Jinzhong's gaze fell onto the arena.

The two contestants in the arena stepped onto the stage.

It was just that these two...

"Damn it, a fix!"

"Your mother, two people from Na Du Tong were drawn together, I don't accept this!"

"It's obviously cheating!"

The crowd in the stands was agitated.

Zhang Chulan was actually very well-behaved this time and did not provoke the audience.

As for Feng Baobao, she scratched her back one moment and her butt the next, clearly not caring about these voices at all.

"Let's begin, Feng Baobao!"

Zhang Chulan's expression was resolute.

"Come on, Zhang Chulan, let me see your true strength!"

The two suddenly said loudly, looking righteous and stern.

The jeering from the audience seats instantly quieted down.

Looking at the two people in the arena with serious and resolute expressions.

Could it be that they had misunderstood?

But what happened next overturned everyone's perception.

The two rushed toward each other in slow motion, and then Feng Baobao, who had never encountered any decent opponents, was knocked to the ground by a light, airy punch from Zhang Chulan.

"Ah, so powerful, Zhang Chulan, I am not your match, I admit defeat wholeheartedly!"

Feng Baobao, who had tumbled over, fainted directly.

The stands first became quiet, then exploded.

"Refund, you jerk!"

"Damn, you guys aren't even acting anymore?"

Then, all sorts of things like water bottles and bread were thrown down; someone even threw down a pair of stockings, though no one knew who.

Zhang Chulan fled with his head in his hands.

"Let's go, Bao'er, stop pretending, we've been exposed!"

Hearing Zhang Chulan's words, Feng Baobao scrambled up and ran with Zhang Chulan while dodging the projectiles.

"Was my acting not good?"

Feng Baobao widened her eyes.

"Good your head! Anyone who isn't blind can see it, okay?"

Zhang Chulan felt numb upon hearing this.

"Is this what you call good acting?"

It was quite a while after the two left the stage before the spectator stands finally quieted down.

Those two were just too shameless.

To put on such a performance in front of such a large crowd.

It was treating everyone like fools.

However, there was a burst of laughter from the front spectator stands.

"These two really are..."

Lu Jin laughed heartily.

Hearing Lu Jin's words, the others glanced at the Celestial Master, who looked calm and composed, his expression unchanged, as if he hadn't seen everything that just happened.

"This isn't right, is it?"

Huang Ming stared with wide eyes, his mouth slightly agape, clearly shocked by what had just occurred.

"It's very normal; this Outsider world isn't just about fighting and killing, it's also about human relationships and worldly wisdom!"

Lin Xuan turned his head to look at Huang Ming and spoke.

"The original saying should be 'martial arts world', right?"

Huang Ming muttered a complaint in a low voice, but quickly shut his mouth after seeing Lin Xuan's gaze.

"Whether it works or not, we'll naturally know in this final match."

Fang Dong said.

The two kids from Na Du Tong were acting, but this final match could not be acted out.

Without real ability, it would still be a loss.

"President Feng is impressive, both a son and a daughter have entered the top eight, and one has even entered the top four, not simple!"

Mu You said with a smile.

"Not at all, not at all!"

Feng Zhenghao hurriedly waved his hands upon hearing this.

"This time we took advantage; Great Aunt, I offer my apologies here."

As Feng Zhenghao spoke, he apologized directly to Guan Shihua.

"Why apologize? Their methods are powerful, after all!"

Guan Shihua glanced at Feng Zhenghao and shook her head.

The two from the second match appeared.

Then, the spectator stands went quiet.

In the arena, Zhang Lingyu and Feng Xingtong did not stand on ceremony; after cupping their hands in salute, Lightning Method went directly against Spirit-Controlling and General-Sending.

Feng Zhenghao was right.

Feng Xingtong being able to stand before Zhang Lingyu was indeed due to the help of restraining methods.

But now, the spirit was restrained by the Lightning Method.

After only a moment, Feng Xingtong directly raised his hand to signal, and Zhang Lingyu withdrew his hand.

"Master Lingyu is impressive, I concede!"

Feng Xingtong said directly.

"Why?"

Zhang Lingyu put away his Lightning Method and asked, puzzled.

"Grandpa Kunsheng belongs to someone else after all; as for my own spirits, forget it, they can't withstand the Lightning Method."

Feng Xingtong said directly.

Seeing the scene below, Feng Zhenghao did not express an opinion, but nodded secretly.

One reason was for Feng Xingtong's choice, and the other was that dead spirits are ultimately inferior to living spirits.

It was just that living spirits are a taboo.

If one dared to do it and it became known, that would be the real trouble.

But if one used it while facing an enemy, it would be acceptable.

The two left the stage.

Feng Xingtong returned the Snake Immortal directly to Deng Youfu.

The Deng Youfu brothers now understood what exactly the old lady Guan Shihua was wary of.

This kind of method completely restrained their Zouma Immortal.

On the other side of the spectator stands.

"Go on, the rest depends on your own ability, but there's no need to force it!"

Xu Si looked at the solemn-faced Zhang Chulan.

"Do you want me to sneak over now?"

Feng Baobao rolled her eyes and said.

Xu Si's face darkened.

"It's the finals, what do you think?"

"Then never mind, Zhang Chulan, good luck!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Baobao immediately changed her mind and said to Zhang Chulan.

"Mm!"

Zhang Chulan turned and left upon hearing this.

A moment later, Zhang Chulan and the returning Zhang Lingyu appeared in the competition arena.

The people around all felt that this time Zhang Chulan would reveal his true colors.

Except for when he crossed hands with Tang Wenlong of the Tang Sect, where Zhang Chulan's moves were surprising, all his other matches were won using various petty tricks.

Or the contestants simply disappeared.

"Daoist Master Lingyu, you must win!"

Someone shouted loudly.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Lingyu looked at Zhang Chulan.

"Little Martial Uncle!"

Zhang Chulan cupped his fists.

"Make your move, let me see your Golden Light Spell and Lightning Method!"

Zhang Lingyu nodded upon hearing this, then said.

"Please, Little Martial Uncle, offer your guidance!"