Chapter 65 Jiang Lan's sense of humor "I declare the winner of this competition to be Feng Baobao!"In the field, Feng Shayan was lying on the ground. Her clothes were completely soaked with sweat mixed with blood, turning her originally grey tight shirt into dark brown. As for Feng Baobao, she was holding a sushi knife in her hand. After hearing the referee announce the result, she turned around and walked out of the arena. "Sister Baoer is so strong!" In the audience, Zhang Chulan sighed. Xu Si glanced at him, "Of course, your sister Baoer is much stronger than you think. You don't think that Baoer used her real skills when she was sparring with you, do you?" "Uh..." Zhang Chulan was a little embarrassed, "I still have some idea of this." Zhang Chulan didn't know how strong Feng Baobao was. But he knew that Feng Baobao had definitely not used her full strength in the several times she fought with him. Just look at Feng Shayan's appearance on the field and you will know. Although the two were evenly matched at the beginning, as the battle lasted longer, Feng Baobao's advantage became more apparent.
She was like a robot that never got tired. Every strike she made was extremely precise. Even from beginning to end, her movements did not change at all, as if they were instinctive. If I have to give a comment, then watching Feng Baobao's games is simply a pleasure. "Come on, the baby's competition is over, let's go." Xu Si said this and then walked towards the bottom of the audience seats. As soon as he went out, Jiang Lan heard a noisy sound. Then, he saw Wang Ye running for his life, and behind him, there were nearly twenty female aliens chasing him relentlessly. The most frightening thing was that there was a strange man in red clothes, holding a huge axe as tall as a person in his hand. The axe blade was extremely sharp and looked particularly dazzling under the afternoon sun. If this thing gets split, won’t it be broken into pieces? "Stop chasing me!" Wang Ye was panting heavily, and he continued to run forward, turning back and asking, "Why are you chasing me?" "Stop right there, you stinky bull nose!" "You actually made our husband vomit blood! I'm not done with you today!" Wang Ye was out of breath. "Big sister, you have to...be reasonable. Zhuge Qing's vomiting blood has nothing to do with me!" "Bullshit!" The woman holding the axe behind Wang Ye said, "Ah Qing is the Tao, Ah Qing is the reason!" Seeing Wang Ye and his men running away, Jiang Lan looked at Xu Si with a strange expression. "The person they were talking about just now was Zhuge Qing?" Jiang Lan had an impression of Zhuge Qing because he took the initiative to come over and talk to her during the bonfire party. "Yes, that boy is good-looking and is popular with girls." Xu Si touched his chin, "But judging from this, Zhuge Qing should have lost? Tsk tsk... It seems that Wang Ye, although not well-known in the circle before, has really good skills."
"Him?" Jiang Lan thought for a moment, "He is quite amazing." "Oh?" Xu Si was a little surprised. There were not many people who could get such an evaluation from Jiang Lan. At this moment, Zhang Chulan suddenly interrupted: "Brother Jiang Lan, who is stronger, Wang Ye or Master Lingyu?" Zhang Chulan knew that Jiang Lan could roughly judge the strength of others, so he asked this question. "Let's split it fifty-fifty." Jiang Lan said in a neutral tone. "Ah? 50-50?" Zhang Chulan was surprised. "So, Junior Master is quite strong." Jiang Lan glanced at Zhang Chulan out of the corner of his eye. "What I mean is that Wang Ye can beat five Zhang Lingyu in five minutes." Although this may be a bit exaggerated, there will be no problem if Wang Ye really explodes. Although Zhang Lingyu's level is top-notch among the younger generation of extraordinary people, Jiang Lan felt a deeply hidden terrifying power in Wang Ye. That kind of power...how to describe it, it seemed to contain all the changes in the world, as if as long as Wang Ye had a thought, everything around him, even the heaven and earth, could be used by him. Although he had seen it with his own eyes, Jiang Lan also knew that what Wang Ye had was far superior to what Zhang Lingyu possessed. Zhang Chulan: "..." My goodness, is the relationship so 50-50? "Haha..." Zhang Chulan laughed awkwardly, "Brother Jiang Lan, you have a better sense of humor..." Jiang Lan just smiled and said nothing. Xu Si said: "The next game is between you and him. Are you confident?" Zhang Chulan looked towards Xu Si. "??" My sister has it! I can’t even beat Zhang Lingyu, how can I have any confidence? Just when he wanted to say something, Jiang Lan said: "Relax." Zhang Chulan's smile was slightly bitter. He really wants to relax, but the problem is that under the current circumstances, he simply can't relax. Jiang Lan’s words just now were like a mountain pressing down on his heart. "Why are you so worried? Don't you have your brother Jiang Lan here? How can he let you lose?" Xu Si patted Zhang Chulan on the shoulder and said. Zhang Chulan's eyes lit up.
Yes. And my brother Jiang Lan! All of a sudden, all the pressure in Zhang Chulan's heart was swept away, and he felt a lot more relaxed than before. He quickly turned his gaze to Jiang Lan and said: "Brother Jiang Lan...that..." Jiang Lan knew what he was going to say, so he just nodded and said, "Don't worry." Since he had promised Zhang Chulan, he would definitely do it. Moreover, Wang Ye had already said that he had given up the idea of stopping Zhang Chulan from winning the championship. But to be on the safe side, Jiang Lan plans to go talk to Wang Ye again later. "Don't worry, Brother Jiang Lan, of course I'm confident in you doing the job." Zhang Chulan said with a smile. "Oh, right." Zhang Chulan seemed to suddenly remember something. "I remember that among the contestants this time, there was a contestant from the west... I think his name was Jia Zhengliang. He was very good, right? Why didn't he advance?" "Him." Xu Si said, "I don't know either, but there are many strong contestants this time, so it's normal that I'm not as skilled as others." Zhang Chulan nodded and said nothing more. There are not just a lot of strong ones, each one of them is almost as strong as monsters. Although he had only fought with someone at the beginning of the Luotian Dajiao, and his victory was unfair. Another thing was to practice with the Green Talisman God Shan Shitong, but Zhang Chulan could clearly feel that Shan Shitong at that time did not have much fighting spirit, so even though he won, he did not become full of confidence. But although he fights less, he watches a lot! He also watched a lot of games in the past two days. It can truly be said that the Eight Immortals cross the sea, each showing their magical powers. Even after a month of special training, Zhang Chulan knew that he could at best barely rank in the upper ranks among these players. (End of this chapter)