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Seeing a group of people chasing after him, Zhang Chulan was startled.
Holy crap, so many people...
Wait a minute, just because you're a referee and you've taken off your robe doesn't mean I won't recognize you.
Do you live up to your identity as a Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain?
Zhang Chulan casually hoisted Zhang Lingyu onto his back, turned around, and ran away.
"Stop! Stop right there!"
"Stop now and fight me, Xiao Yan, to the death!"
"Damn it, get rid of him."
"The one carrying Zhang Lingyu is Zhang Chulan."
Zhang Chulan ran for his life.
"Only a fool would stand still!"
Hearing the shouts behind him, Zhang Chulan had no choice but to put Zhang Lingyu down and continue running as fast as he could.
As Zhang Chulan ran away at top speed, the audience chasing behind him exchanged silent glances.
"The one wearing the clothes is Zhang Chulan."
"The one with the long head is Zhang Chulan."
"The one with the hair is Zhang Chulan."
"Those who are alive are..."
Zhang Chulan was speechless and turned around to shout.
"That's enough, do you think I'm stupid?"
"You dare turn around? You shameless bastard, stop right there!"
"Stop right now and die!"
"I already said only a fool would stand still!"
As the main force chased after Zhang Chulan, and there were surprisingly few spectators at the next match, the new referee scratched his head.
Don't ask why it's a new referee; the old referee from the Celestial Master's Mansion was still chasing Zhang Chulan after taking off his clothes!
"In the next match, Lu Xuan will face Jia Zhengliang."
"Please have both players enter the arena immediately?"
The judges from the Celestial Master's Mansion paused for a moment when they read this.
Only then did they realize why so many people were chasing after Zhang Chulan, completely disregarding the upcoming showdown.
In the previous match, Lu Xuan, who had killed the thousand-year-old snake demon Liu Kunsheng from thousands of miles away.
As for Jia Zhengliang...
Being able to wield twelve Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives, he is indeed a skilled fighter.
However, it is said that when he first entered the back mountain at the beginning of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, he was so frightened by Lu Xuan that he could not stand up.
This match was not only lacking in suspense, but also in entertainment value. No wonder not many people stayed to watch it!
"Lu Xuan and Jia Zhengliang, please enter the venue immediately."
From the stands, Lu Xuan, who had been munching on sunflower seeds for a while, slowly walked into the stadium.
On the other side, two red-haired teenagers looked at each other in bewilderment.
Jia Zhengyu looked at Jia Zhengliang, and Jia Zhengliang was also looking at Jia Zhengyu.
For the first time, Jia Zhengliang fell into doubt about life.
It's not that I'm admitting defeat, the key is that I really can't beat them!
Jia Zhengliang is undoubtedly a genius, with unparalleled talent in the art of manipulating objects.
If he possessed the skill of divine manipulation, even Ma Xianhong couldn't surpass him in the art of controlling objects.
He has always been proud of his talent.
But this pride seemed to become a "weakness" in front of Lu Xuan.
His exceptionally high talent brought him extremely strong perception, making him completely unable to deal with Lu Xuan. Not to mention fighting, he couldn't even draw his twelve Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives.
How can you fight if you can't even draw your Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife?
"Brother! How about we go back to the garlic bird? You can't handle it!"
Jia Zhengyu scratched his head, feeling a deep-seated awe towards Lu Xuan.
Liu Kunsheng was a thousand-year-old demon! And yet, Lu Xuan killed him just like that.
How many years has my own brother, Jia Zhengliang, lived?! How could I possibly fight him?
I've heard that Lu Xuan is cruel, bloodthirsty, and ruthless; he never leaves a whole corpse after killing Quanxing.
What if my younger brother goes up there and gets chopped into minced meat?
However, as everyone knows, "It's not easy for garlic farmers" and "It's impossible for garlic farmers to win" have two different meanings.
Upon hearing his older brother's words, Jia Zhengliang's expression immediately turned serious.
"I should avoid Lu Xuan? Why not have Lu Xuan avoid me?"
"How do you know if my Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife isn't sharp?"
Jia Zhengyu: “Σ(?д?;)3”
Brother, are you serious?
You actually dare to go?
"I've made up my mind!"
Jia Zhengliang made up his mind and immediately stepped onto the field.
"With both competitors present, the match officially begins."
At the referee's whistle, Lu Xuan and Jia Zhengliang locked eyes.
The arena seemed to be filled with a somber atmosphere. The solemnity of the atmosphere and the heavy gazes of the audience reminded Jia Zhengliang of the time he helped his maternal great-uncle preside over his funeral.
Jia Zhengliang almost took out his suona and played a tune.
Wait a minute! What's with this atmosphere?
This is a competition, not a funeral.
Why does it feel like I'm about to collapse?
My chances of winning... my chances of surviving are still pretty high, okay!
The Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife! Unsheathed!
With a thought, Jia Zhengliang unleashed twelve Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives, each gleaming with cold light, forming a simple magic array in the air.
With twelve Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives in hand, Jia Zhengliang gained a sense of confidence. These were his greatest reliance after more than twenty years of cultivation, and the things he could trust the most.
As a member of Jiajia Village—no, his talent for manipulating objects is unprecedented in the entire history of Jiajia Village.
He naturally has his own confidence.
With these twelve Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives in hand, no matter how strong the opponent, he can seize their weaknesses and launch an effective counterattack.
After some encouragement, Jia Zhengliang felt confident and looked up at Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan walked over slowly. To avoid Jia Zhengliang being frightened to the point of collapse like last time, Lu Xuan deliberately concealed all his "presence".
At this moment, no one could sense his presence at all.
However, in Jia Zhengliang's eyes...
Jia Zhengliang: "..."
Excellent, the opponent has absolutely no weaknesses!
Although he didn't have high expectations for himself, once he got to the competition field, all those distracting thoughts disappeared, and Jia Zhengliang breathed a sigh of relief.
"Master Lu, last time your presence frightened my Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife so much that I dared not draw it, but this time I can't sense your presence at all..."
Jia Zhengliang raised his hand, only to find that even though he couldn't sense Lu Xuan's presence, his hand was trembling, and even the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife was shaking.
He suppressed his trembling hands and channeled his true energy into twelve Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives, which emitted a dazzling cold light.
"Is this terrifying level what the legendary immortals are like?"
Jia Zhengliang took a deep breath, his eyes becoming incredibly sharp.
"May I ask, Master Lu, do immortals bleed?"
Lu Xuan: "(?_??)"
Is this your line?
Chapter 109: This is unacceptable! I will absolutely not fall like this!
Your weapon is just called the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife; it doesn't actually slay immortals!
Jia Zhengliang, are you awake?
"Immortals do not bleed..."
Lu Xuan answered very considerately.
Lu Xuan can now interpret the definition of an immortal: eternal freedom, immortality and indestructibility.
It sounds like it's outrageous.
After all, apart from the research on mental cultivation, the current world of supernatural beings seems to be just an ordinary low-level martial arts world.
But that's how it is now... This world is actually full of hidden talents.
The realm of immortals and ordinary extraordinary people may seem to be only a hair's breadth apart, but this hair's breadth is more like a chasm or a world apart.