Chapter 63 Win Quickly"What the hell..." Looking at Canglong's nasty expression, Zhang Chulan almost couldn't help but climb up the tree and kick him down. "hey-hey……" Canglong was lying on the tree and laughing. Then he raised his head slightly and looked towards the bulletin board in the square with his eyes slightly fixed. "Stop messing around, the matchup list is out." "Ok?" Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan immediately gave up the idea of continuing to play and looked in the direction of the bulletin board. "Go and have a look." Canglong climbed down from the tree and walked towards the notice board. Zhang Chulan followed him. Coming to the bulletin board, Zhang Chulan looked at the names on it.
"Tang Wenlong..." Then, Zhang Chulan turned his head and asked Canglong: "Fatty, aren't you well-informed? Who is this Tang Wenlong?" "He..." Canglong paused and said, "He's from the Tang Sect. He's quite powerful and is good at using poison miasma. If you fight him, you have to be careful to avoid his poison miasma. If you stay in the range of the poison miasma for too long, there is a risk of poisoning. At the very least, you will lose your strength, and at the worst,..." Canglong didn’t say the rest. Although the Tang Sect is now a martial arts school, it has a history of several hundred years and originally started out with hidden weapons and poisons. Moreover, in the beginning, the Tang Clan was not a martial arts school, but a serious assassin organization. This is why in modern society, assassin organizations can no longer exist, so the Tang Sect had to change into a martial arts school. Therefore, the Tang Clan's poisonous miasma is a deadly skill. "Tangmen..." Zhang Chulan muttered in a low voice. He didn't hear a word of what Canglong said just now, except for the word "Tang Sect". Just because the last place his grandfather went before he died was the Tang Sect. Zhang Chulan squinted his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. "Please enter the venue as soon as possible, the competition is about to begin." "I repeat, all contestants please enter the venue as soon as possible..." An urging voice came from the radio in the square. Zhang Chulan turned around silently and walked towards the stadium. "Zhang Chulan?" Canglong felt that something was wrong with Zhang Chulan, and stretched out his hand and said, "Don't worry, I haven't finished talking yet. That Tang Wenlong is also very good at using hidden weapons, so you better be careful when the time comes..." Zhang Chulan did not respond, but continued walking towards the stadium as if he did not hear anything.
On the way, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye. The figure was lying on a large rock in the square, squinting in the sun, seemingly indifferent to everything around him. Jiang Lan? He's here too? Shaking his head, Zhang Chulan had no intention of going forward to talk and continued walking towards the stadium. …… Ten minutes later, on the field. "Tang Wenlong, contestant Tang Wenlong, please enter as soon as possible!" The referee held a microphone in his hand and shouted loudly. There was a whisper in the audience. "Why hasn't Tang Wenlong come yet?" "I don't know. Zhang Chulan played the first game by himself, and his opponent has been absent for two consecutive games." "With his shameless character, could it be that he bribed his opponents?" Under the stage, Zhang Chulan paid no attention to the noise from the audience. He lowered his head slightly, clenched his fists, and seemed to be trembling slightly. "Tang Wenlong! Contestant Tang Wenlong! Last three minutes! If you don't rush to the competition site within three minutes, you will be disqualified!" As time passed, the discussions in the field gradually became louder. It is indeed a bit strange that the opponent did not come for two consecutive games. Three minutes later. Seeing that Tang Wenlong still hadn't arrived, the referee shook his head helplessly and announced: "Time is up. Tang Wenlong has exceeded the time limit and has not entered the venue. He will be deemed to have forfeited! Zhang Chulan wins this match!" After hearing the announcement, Zhang Chulan raised his head, his eyes were somewhat complicated, with some relief and some regret. Without saying anything, he simply ignored the discussion in the field and walked out of the field silently. Back in front of the big screen in the square, Zhang Chulan looked up. The moment he saw the screen, his eyes widened. On screen number three, Jiang Lan grabbed Xiao Xiao's head with one hand and slammed him against the wall at the edge of the arena. "Boom...boom...boom..." After hitting him a few more times, Jiang Lan turned Xiao Xiao's face in front of him. "Aren't you going to admit defeat yet?" "Well...I..." "Boom-" Jiang Lan threw Xiao Xiao to the ground and looked up at the referee.
"The person is dizzy. I won, right?" The referee's mouth twitched, "Win, win..." He really didn't know why this contestant named Jiang Lan was so generous. As soon as he comes on the court, he asks his opponent to admit defeat. If he refuses, he will bang his head against the wall. Ask every time you bump into me. Ask every time you bump into me. At first, Xiao Xiao was very tough, but after being hit about ten times, he obviously wanted to admit defeat, but Jiang Lan didn't give him a chance! He started hitting her before she even finished her word, and now she's been knocked unconscious. "Jiang Lan wins this competition!" After hearing the referee's announcement, Jiang Lan looked towards the audience with satisfaction and made an OK gesture. In the audience, a young Taoist priest with a bruised face and nose gave Jiang Lan a thumbs up. …… As he walked out of the venue, Jiang Lan saw Xu Si standing at the door. "Hey, Brother Lan." "Um……" Xu Si took a cigarette and lit it with a lighter. "Why are you so angry today? Did that kid named Xiao Xiao provoke you before?" "No." Jiang Lan said: "Huang Ming asked me to help him vent his anger." "The Taoist priest who competed with Xiao Xiao yesterday?" Speaking of Huang Ming, Xu Si knew him immediately. "I saw him just now. To be honest, he was in a miserable state. He must have been beaten badly by Taoist Liu." Xu Si continued, "But he asked you for help in revenge just because he was not as skilled as you. Isn't that a bit petty?" "No." Jiang Lan looked up at Xu Si, "He just said that he wanted me to win quickly so that he could feel balanced." Xu Si: "..." From that long string of words, you only heard the word "pain", right? It felt good... not that good, but it was likely that Xiao Xiao was in quite a lot of pain. Xu Si exhaled a puff of smoke, "That makes sense. Let's go to the square first. Baby's competition is about to start." Jiang Lan seemed to suddenly remember something. "What about her?" "You are talking about the babies. They went to watch Zhang Chulan's game. I guess they are in the square now." As Xu Si said this, he turned and walked towards the square not far away. Seeing this, Jiang Lan followed Xu Si's footsteps.
In the square, Zhang Chulan noticed some movement, turned around, and saw Xu Si and Jiang Lan walking towards him. "Sister Baoer, let's go." After saying that, he quickly walked up to Jiang Lan. Jiang Lan glanced at him indifferently. Zhang Chulan also looked at him, paused and asked: "Brother Jiang Lan, that Tang Wenlong..." Jiang Lan then remembered. "Oh, him, I fainted." (End of this chapter)