Chapter 66 Night Talk Evening, mountain Lan and Wang Ye stood face to face. "Huh... Can we wait until I change my clothes before we talk?" Wang Ye held his knees with both hands, still slightly panting, and his Taoist robe was stained with a lot of mud. "It's okay, no need to change." Wang Ye grinned when he heard this. "Well, it seems I can't leave. Tell me, what do you want from me?" "Will you play in tomorrow's game?" Jiang Lan didn't say any unnecessary words and went straight to the point. "Yes, I will definitely go!" "Oh."
Jiang Lan nodded slightly, and then there was a sound of wind, and his figure instantly disappeared in front of Wang Ye. The next moment, Jiang Lan's figure suddenly appeared behind Wang Ye, and his palm, carrying a sharp wind, slapped Wang Ye. Wang Ye noticed it immediately, took a step forward, and made hand gestures. "Luanjin Tuo!" Jiang Lan paused immediately, and his right palm was only two or three centimeters away from the back of Wang Ye's head. The king rolled forward on the spot. When he raised his head again, he found Jiang Lan looking at his palm. "Great." Jiang Lan looked at Wang Ye with interest, "Continue?" Wang Ye's eyes flickered. How can it be? The Golden Tutu only controlled him for less than a second? But after thinking about it, Wang felt relieved. The greater the influence a person has on the world, the less powerful the Golden Watchman will be against him. Combined with what he had seen in the interior scene before, that huge fireball representing Jiang Lan, which was enough to cover the sky and the sun, he understood. The impact Jiang Lan could have on the world was undoubtedly enormous, so it was not surprising that the Golden Tusk had little effect on him. After figuring this out, Wang Ye waved his hands repeatedly. "No, no, no... I won't fight with you. How can you be so quick to attack me?" Jiang Lan was expressionless. "Zhang Chulan has to win, and if you want to play, I will have no choice but to prevent you from playing tomorrow."
Wang also sighed. "Brother, what are you thinking? I never said I wanted to beat him." Jiang Lan didn't say anything, just waited quietly for his next words. Wang Ye glanced at Jiang Lan and continued: "I just have something to say to him." "It's the same off the court. I can take you to find him." Jiang Lan replied. Wang also shook his head and said, "That's different. Some things can only be said on the court." "Oh." As soon as Jiang Lan finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot again. "Again?" Wang Ye was startled, and then he quickly raised his hand and said, "It's the same when we say it off the court! It's the same when we say it off the court!" Jiang Lan appeared from behind Wang Ye. "Let's go then." Wang Ye complained: "I really admire you. Why didn't I realize you were such a stubborn person when I was a kid?" Jiang Lan glanced at Wang Ye. "Zhang Chulan is the first. Xu Si promised me to kill three people for me. If you can kill four for me, I will let you be the first." Wang Ye's eyes widened. "Fuck! I know the company is powerful, but isn't it a bit too much to let you kill people at will?" Jiang Lan was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted. "What are you thinking? He's just a criminal. Do you think the company will hire an ordinary person?" After hearing this, Wang Ye let out a long sigh and patted his chest. "It scared me to death, that's what I said." "You haven't told me yet, do you want to be number one?" Wang Ye said firmly, "I won't do it, thank you!" He had no place to get so many people for Jiang Lan to kill. Even if he could really get it, he wouldn't be able to be number one. Why would he, a Taoist priest of Wudang, be the number one? How could he inherit the position of Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu? If his master knew about this, he would come to Longhu Mountain and kill him. Jiang Lan nodded. "Never mind. I'll come find you tomorrow morning."
"What are you looking for me for?" "Look at you." Wang Ye: "..." Where is the thief guard here? "Okay, you can go back and change your clothes." Jiang Lan said. "No rush, let's chat for a while..." Wang Ye sat down on the ground and invited Jiang Lan. Jiang Lan did not hesitate and followed Wang Ye to sit on the ground, leaning against the roots of a big willow tree. "What to talk about?" "I don't know, just chat casually..." Wang Ye said: "Otherwise I wouldn't be interested in anything." "Then let's talk." "You start?" "I won't." "I don't know what to say..." The two chatted awkwardly for a while, and then the conversation gradually got better. "By the way, your opponent tomorrow is the guy called Wang Bing, right?" "Yes." "He is Wang Ai's grandson. He is quite famous in the circle. He has decent skills, but he is not a very good person. In short, if you face him, you'd better be careful." Jiang Lan nodded slightly. Even a lion would use all its strength to fight a rabbit. He would not make such a low-level mistake as underestimating the enemy. At this moment, he seemed to have just remembered something and asked Wang Ye: "By the way, who was your last opponent? I was busy at the time and forgot to ask you." "I can't remember clearly, I think his name was Jia Zhengliang. He used flying knives and was good at controlling objects." Wang Ye smiled and continued, "But it's useless. Although his flying knife skills are good, he is still a little short of fighting me. I'm not bragging, but among the younger generation, I am considered strong." Jiang Lan nodded in agreement. Judging from what Wang Ye showed in the two moves he had just made with him, let alone the younger generation, even among the middle-aged generation, there are basically few people who can be his match. After chatting for a while, the two parted ways. Jiang Lan returned to the courtyard with anticipation in his eyes. At the moment, Wang Ye has been dealt with, and Zhang Chulan’s position in the top four has been secured. As of the afternoon, all the round of 16 matches had been completed. The next match schedule was posted in the afternoon. ……
Group 1: Zhang Chulan versus Wang Ye. Group 2: Feng Baobao versus Zhang Lingyu. Group three: Jiang Lan versus Wang Bing. Group 4: Feng Xingtong versus Lu Linglong. …… This is the match schedule for the quarter-finals. When the four are narrowed down to the second, the winners of the first and second groups will compete, and the winners of the third and fourth groups will compete. The two people who are finally chosen will be the champions of this Luotian Dajiao. Jiang Lan was in the third group, so the other three people in groups three and four had no hope of winning at all. That means, if Zhang Chulan can make it to the finals, his opponent will be Jiang Lan. So the only thing to worry about now is the battle between Feng Baobao and Zhang Lingyu tomorrow. If Feng Baobao won, the championship would be Zhang Chulan's. But if Feng Baobao loses, then there will be changes. Although Jiang Lan didn't think Feng Baobao would lose to Zhang Lingyu, he was still fully prepared. He has already dug a trap for Zhang Lingyu. If he really wins, he will appear in the trap dug in advance by Jiang Lan tomorrow night and will not come out until the game is over the day after tomorrow. If Zhang Lingyu had lost to Feng Baobao in the competition, he would have been spared a beating. (End of this chapter)