dmims Chapter 19 Zhang Lingyu: I hope Senior Brother will not hold back.
Chapter 19 Zhang Lingyu: I hope Senior Brother will not hold back.
Later that evening, after the quarterfinals ended, Yue Qing looked at the match list produced by the Celestial Master's Mansion, and his expression faltered slightly before he smiled.
Wang Ye faced off against Zhang Chulan, while he himself faced off against Zhang Lingyu. To be honest, it was quite a good match.
Originally, Yue Qing could have developed peacefully and quietly by simply copying the "Soldier's Secret" technique. If it weren't for Zhang Lingyu's unnecessary actions, Yue Qing wouldn't be facing all these troubles now.
Now that you're in my hands, you're sure to get what's coming to you.
Just then, Zhang Lingyu walked over, looked at Yue Qing, and slightly clasped her hands in a fist salute: "Senior Brother Yue, Lingyu hopes that you will take tomorrow's competition seriously!"
Zhang Lingyu had no particular feelings for Yue Qing. If he did have any feelings for Yue Qing, it was because of that slap he gave this high-ranking martial artist from Longhu Mountain that made him question his existence.
A disciple of the Celestial Master, a future Celestial Master, and a leading figure among the younger generation, was defeated by a Wudang disciple who had no reputation whatsoever. If it were anyone else, their Daoist heart might have been disturbed.
Zhang Lingyu was different. He was just hesitant by nature, but in terms of temperament, he was not incapable of accepting it. Several years had passed, and he had been cultivating diligently. When they met again, even though he knew the other party was very strong, the fighting spirit in his heart had not diminished.
Yue Qing smiled and nodded slightly: "Since Master Lingyu has said so, it wouldn't be good if we didn't do our best tomorrow!"
After exchanging a few words, the two parted ways.
After he left, the remaining contestants looked at the newly released match-up list and discussed it amongst themselves.
"Fatty Zang, what are the opening odds for the top eight?" Feng Xingtong asked, putting his arm around Zang Long, who was wrapped in bandages.
Because of his fight with Yue Qing, this number one fan of Lu Linglong now goes out looking like this most of the time.
"Yue Qing and Lingyu Zhenren's odds are both 5, Bilian's are a bit higher, currently at 7. As for your two matches with your sister, they're both between 2 and 3." Canglong looked at the grinning son of the Tenth Elder in front of him, then suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but ask, "You didn't bet on yourself to lose, did you?"
Feng Xingtong looked around and, seeing no one was coming this way, whispered, "I was playing against Feng Baobao that day. That girl has even lost to my older sister. Even if I had a sudden burst of energy, I reckon it would be a losing battle. Maybe I should..."
The two looked at each other and each revealed a sly smile.
How so?
It's passionate, but it's also too yin.
On the other hand, ever since Wang Ye defeated Zhuge Qing, this Taoist priest Wang has been constantly targeted by Zhuge Qing's brainless fans. At this time, his footprints are everywhere on Longhu Mountain.
……
"Ladies, please stop chasing me!"
"You wish! You beat our Aqing so badly he vomited blood and disqualified him from the competition. We'll make you pay for this today."
Master Wang was also a man with a tough life.
When his senior brother was being attacked online, Master Wang felt quite pleased. But when it happened to him, and he faced the relentless attacks from the group of fans, he realized the true pressure of fan culture—it was terrifying.
Thinking of this, even with Wang Ye's good temper, he couldn't help but curse: "Fan culture is killing people!"
"Wow, I haven't seen you for a while, and my junior brother already has fans!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ye looked up and scanned the area. Apart from the group of fierce women behind him, there was no one else around the road.
Damn it!
At this point, just stop messing with me.
"Senior brother, stop fooling around! Someone's going to die if you keep this up!" Wang Ye quickly spoke up, but no one responded. He steeled himself and said loudly, "Next time we get a massage, junior brother will pay!"
The fact that Master Wang was forced to say those words shows that he was truly desperate.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Ye suddenly felt a gentle breeze pass by on his right. When he turned his head again, Yue Qing stood between the two armies, majestic and awe-inspiring, like a celestial general who had defeated a demon king. He was truly a god among men!
As for Zhuge Qing's group of brainless fans, Wang didn't know what methods his senior brother used, but when he turned around, they all fainted.
"Senior brother, aren't you using too much force?"
"What? You, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, want to try your hand at stir-frying noodles too?!"
"We are monks, after all; it's best to avoid using such vulgar language."
"I love the way you talk nonsense with such a straight face."
As she spoke, Yue Qing glanced silently at the dense forest not far away, a slight smile playing on her lips, her expression enigmatic.
Within their field of vision, a long-haired girl in a NaDuTong uniform was hiding behind a big tree, holding a shovel and carrying cement on her shoulder, looking like she was about to do something big.
Feng Baobao scratched her head, her eyes wide and round. Thinking of Yue Qing's look just now, a thought flashed through her mind: "Oh no, could he have noticed? If so, it'll be difficult to make a move!"
Lost in thought, Feng Baobao prepared to confirm again. She transformed into an insect and slowly poked her head out, looking towards the path. But apart from a group of women lying on the ground, there was no sign of Wang Ye and the other person.
Oh no, they really escaped!
"Then we'll have to activate 'Scrap B'."
……
After leaving that area, Wang Ye plopped down on the ground, panting heavily, feeling a great sense of relief.
Yue Qing then said, "After this Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, I'm going to Heaven on Earth. Remember to pay the bill!"
Upon hearing this, Wang couldn't help but smile wryly: "Master doesn't have much travel money left. If we really have to go, we'll have to walk back to Wudang."
"Junior brother, you can fool outsiders with that, but your senior brother is your own brother, your dearest friend and family! What? The third young master of Zhonghai Group can't even afford a foot massage?"
"But...that was all in the past, wasn't it? Now they've all become monks, haven't they?"
Wang Ye chuckled.
But seeing Yue Qing's calm expression, Master Wang immediately realized something was wrong.
"Senior brother, you're not saying I can't go back to Wudang, are you?"
"You think you're good at math? Go ahead and do it yourself!"
"What kind of mess is this?!"
"You made your own choice, so who's to blame?"
Wang couldn't refute this. The matter of cause and effect has always been mysterious. Ever since he learned Feng Hou Qi Men, he has been unable to stay out of many things in the future.
Thinking of this, Wang also asked, "Senior brother, what about you?!"
Yue Qing replied, "Didn't I say? After this Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, I'm going to Heaven and Earth."
Wang Ye nodded, understanding the meaning behind the other party's words, but he was curious: "That's true, but you're the next leader of Wudang Sect, how could our strategist bear to part with you?"
"Whether I'm reluctant or not, I decided that long before he sent us to Longhu Mountain." Yue Qing put his hands on his hips, his nose sticking out high. "It's just a matter of messing things up, running away, changing identities, gaining experience, and going back on time. Does that old Taoist Yunlong dare to kick me? That would be outrageous!"
After saying this, Master Wang could only manage a wry smile.
If you said this to your master, he would definitely make you do the "Deer Turns Back" pose, and you would receive rave reviews!