Chapter 36 The most frightening thing is when the air falls silent.
Chapter 36 The most frightening thing is when the air falls silent.
"It's all a cover-up! It's all a cover-up! You shameless bastard! You have absolutely no shame!"
"You're supposed to be a master of understatement! How could you just give up on Zhang Chulan like that?!"
"That's the position of Celestial Master, not some cabbage! You should take it first!"
……
The match ended in a deafening silence. After a few seconds of silence, a torrent of insults erupted.
I never expected that there would still be behind-the-scenes manipulation in the finals, let alone the previous few matches.
Geneva, refund!
Hearing the audience shouting "Refund!", Yue Qing, with his hands in his pockets and an air of laziness, looked down at the old master in the stands.
Old Celestial Master, I can take care of this for you!
If anything happens afterward, don't blame me!
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Yue Qing swaggered away from the venue, but Zhang Chulan was in for a rough time afterward.
It's the same familiar slogan and the same familiar scene: stepping on lotus flowers, shameless to the extreme.
This time, however, the one leading the group was Daoist Rongshan.
Master, Master, you're so confused!
"Kill that bastard! Let's see how he runs today!"
"I can't beat the old Celestial Master, but you shameless bastard, I'll kill you."
"If we don't beat him up today, it'll be an injustice!"
A life of social anxiety, a life of constant ups and downs, a never-ending cycle of running away and being scolded, the main theme being that history always repeats itself in a surprising way, and the plot always repeats itself.
Zhang Chulan was chased by the entire audience, with curses rising and falling behind him. It felt like yesterday.
Master Yue, you've really caused me a lot of trouble!
You should at least give me some mental preparation.
Rather than that, I'd rather be subjected to your golden light!
……
After the competition ended, Lu Jin looked at the leader of the group in the arena with a smile on his face and said with amusement, "Old Celestial Master, I think Rong Shan is quite a character. Look at him, he actually dared to chase and beat the next Celestial Master. I can't believe how lively the Celestial Master's Mansion will be in the future."
The old Celestial Master glanced at them, saying nothing on his face, but inwardly he felt a surge of admiration. Of his disciples, apart from the eldest who had already left and the few disciples outside the mountain, only Rong Shan and Zhang Lingyu remained on the mountain.
It's frustrating to say, these two kids are both very talented, but they also have obvious flaws. The eighth one is stubborn and inflexible, while the ninth one is a tormentor. Between the two of them, they should be like the Xuanming Elders of Longhu Mountain.
In a daze, the old master suddenly felt a sense of understanding for his master, Zhang Jingqing.
The swords, guns, and cannons that once roamed Longhu Mountain.
The iron pot stew at the Celestial Master's Mansion.
Puzzling!
……
On the other side, Yue Qing and Master Wang were walking on the road. To avoid being recognized, Master Yue activated the Feng Hou Qi Men technique to reduce their presence.
Suddenly, there were more people coming and going in my field of vision.
At the same time, discussions about Yue Qing of Wudang also arose.
"Do you think that if Master Yue hadn't admitted defeat, he could have become the next Celestial Master?"
"At this age, with this level of skill, as long as he stays stable for ten years, he can definitely become the next Celestial Master."
"If that's the case, the entire sect will be in deep trouble!"
……
Just then, an untimely voice rang out: "The tallest tree in the forest is the first to be felled by the wind. Whether Yue Qing can become the Celestial Master is another matter, but whether he can even live for ten years is questionable!"
Do not say anything that is detrimental to unity.
As a result, everyone watching turned their attention to the person who was speaking.
From what I could see, the person speaking was less than four feet tall, with freckles, a pointed mouth and monkey-like cheeks; from a distance, he looked like a monkey that had just come down from the mountain.
"No, Gomen, what do you mean by that?"
"What do you mean? Literally, even geniuses have to survive. Yue Qing has offended quite a few people. Putting aside the fact that he broke the rules of Na Du Tong, he killed so many Quanxing members. Given the nature of the Quanxing people, do you think they'll let him go?"
Faced with the short man's eloquent speech, everyone present remained calm, their eyes filled with care.
How so?
If you consume too much Pulse, your brain won't be fully developed, and it will start to rebel, making it impossible to stop.
"Have you been taking too many brain-dead drugs? The Quanxing sect are monstrous, everyone should kill them. You don't think Wudang is just for show because they're low-key, do you?"
"Even if Daoist Yue Qing doesn't stay at Wudang, with his strength, let alone those third-rate guys from Quanxing, even if you send those old guys from Quanxing, what can they do?"
"I second that, who can argue with that?"
"Still acting according to the nature of the Quanxing people? What's wrong with the Quanxing? Hasn't the Quanxing sorcerer, Master Yue, killed enough?"
Faced with the surrounding Yue fans, the donut turned red!
All-rounder?
Not up to standard?
What kind of vocabulary is this?!
As a veteran member of the Quanxing sect who had just come from the mountains, in his time, when had Donut ever heard of such things?
This is no longer just slandering Quanxing; it's like throwing shit into their mouths and forcing it in!
Damn it, are the Outcasts these days not afraid of the Quanxing Sect anymore?
Do you dare to give your home address?
Let's see if I dare to kill you all!
But he wasn't without a brain. This was Longhu Mountain, and before the official operation began, everything was about patience.
After all, the goal this time was to reattach the leg that Quanxing had severed.
Yue Qing?
It's just a minor trick!
They'd never seen a triad before!
……
Wang Ye raised an eyebrow slightly: "Senior brother, why do I feel that this person isn't a good person?"
Yue Qing smiled but did not speak.
All the members of the Quanxing sect are the same kind of bastards; it would be strange if there were any good people among them!
But he didn't intend to alert them; instead, he quietly left the crowd with Wang Ye.
That night, on Longhu Mountain, the chirping of insects was melodious, and the night breeze was cool. After the Luotian Grand Ceremony ended, many contestants gathered together in twos and threes, drinking and chatting.
After disguising himself, Donut quietly made his way to Yue Qing's residence. After observing the area and confirming that the person inside was asleep, he tiptoed in.
Ugh?
Why does it feel a bit chilly?
Donut didn't think much of it, but instead looked at the Taoist on the bed, his face smiling, which was extremely perverted.
Donuts, nicknamed "the exquisite ones".
A special group within the South China Sexually Transmitted Society.
This person is not a naturally gifted individual who cultivates Qi, but rather someone who awakened his special ability later in life. He can condense dream bubbles, which can be nested infinitely. Anyone who touches a bubble will fall into a deep dream, trapped within it, never to awaken.
This ability seems unstoppable and powerful, but in reality, its activation and maintenance are subject to extremely strict restrictions.
First, it is predicated on the target being in a dormant state.
Secondly, the completeness and realism of a dream depend entirely on one's own imagination and deduction. Only by constantly refining and supplementing the details of the dream and filling in logical loopholes can the illusion be made flawless and trap the opponent for a long time.
In other words, if his target is someone who stays up all night, this guy's ability is completely useless.
While Donut was basking in his own satisfaction, he didn't even notice that the person in the bed had already gotten up.
Their eyes met, and silence fell instantly.
No, buddy, I'm starting now.
How did you wake up?
They say donuts are all about brains. In the blink of an eye, this guy started with a dragon-tiger crouching stance, immediately drawing a dagger from his waist, his expression respectful and serious.
"I have long admired Daoist Yue Qing, and I have come tonight to present this precious sword, taking advantage of this opportune moment!"
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