Chapter 311 Zhang Chulan: My Grandmother Feng

"She is Wu Gensheng's daughter."

Gongsun Ce's words surprised Zhang Zhiwei a little.

Gongsun Ce blinked his eyes and asked, "Don't they look alike? I think they do look alike. Don't you think Feng Baobao looks like Wu Gensheng? Even your eldest grandson looks like him, doesn't he?"

"Ah, this?" Zhang Zhiwei was speechless for a moment. He suddenly thought of Wu Gensheng's appearance at that time. When comparing it with Zhang Chulan's appearance, it can be said that they are indeed somewhat similar.

"Don't forget that your junior brother once said that he has surpassed Wu Gensheng. Maybe Wu Gensheng is Zhang Chulan's grandmother, right?" Gongsun Ce joked.

Then Gongsun Ce noticed that Zhang Zhiwei was really lost in thought, as if he was wondering whether two men could really give birth to a son.

Gongsun Ce said with some difficulty: "You don't really believe it? I was just joking."

Zhang Zhiwei also came back to his senses. He slapped his forehead hard to get rid of the inappropriate thoughts.

He was really out of his mind to believe what Gongsun Ce said as a joke: how could two men give birth to a son?
And his junior fellow apprentice wouldn't fall in love with Wu Gensheng, right? That would be too advanced.

Zhang Zhiwei is also a good surfer, so he has seen some very strange relationships nowadays. He is not strongly opposed to such things, but it is really hard to describe in his youth.

However, as the two of them were running, Zhang Zhiwei suddenly discovered a bright spot, because Feng Baobao behind them seemed to never feel tired and kept chasing them.

Zhang Zhiwei was proud of himself for having practiced for hundreds of years, and his Qi energy was simply unfathomable. Plus, the puppet was made according to his data when he was young, so it was normal for him to have plenty of energy. It was no surprise that he could hold on until now.

As a senior, it is understandable that Gongsun Ce is stronger.

But why does Feng Baobao have such a deep Qi energy, as if it is bottomless?

And even if her Qi was deep, she couldn't possibly possess such outrageous physical strength.

So, while running forward, Zhang Zhiwei turned back and looked at Feng Baobao again.

Just by looking at it, he really saw something. There was no trace of Qi leaking from Feng Baobao's eyes, as if he had reached the state of inner spiritual restraint.

He also found that there was something indescribably strange about Feng Baobao's condition, which was a very natural state.

Feng Baobao's running posture was very natural and relaxed, but even in such a relaxed posture, she was able to run so fast, and there was no problem with the circulation of Qi.

This reminded Zhang Zhiwei of a phrase, that is, the unity of man and nature.

Feng Baobao's current condition is somewhat like that of a legendary master who has reached a very profound level of cultivation.

Her body will change accordingly with the changes in nature, and the Qi in her body will also flow with nature, as if it is out of control.

But in fact, this state is the one that is closest to nature. Zhang Zhiwei practiced this for more than a hundred years just to pursue this state.

The Qi can flow freely, but the Qi will not go astray.

It allows your body to be in the most relaxed position, while still being able to respond instinctively to external stimuli.

This is the most appropriate state, and it is also the state that most practitioners pursue.

"Why do you want to try her?" Gongsun Ce asked, looking at Zhang Zhiwei's expression.

Zhang Zhiwei hesitated for a moment and replied, "I am a little curious. I will show you my ugliness."

Zhang Zhiwei stopped, and Gongsun Ce also stopped when he saw this. Feng Baobao, who was chasing them, had no intention of stopping.
Zhang Zhiwei then raised his right palm, and a blue lightning condensed in his palm. As he struck out with his palm, the lightning instantly hit Feng Baobao.

This is exactly the palm thunder in the Tianshi Mansion's thunder technique.

Seeing the blue thunder coming towards him, Feng Baobao subconsciously rolled backwards and easily avoided the palm thunder shot by Zhang Zhiwei.

This action seemed to be completely subconscious by Feng Baobao. After all, she was just running forward. The sudden change of movement was difficult to achieve so smoothly even for an extraordinary person.

Unexpectedly, just when Feng Baobao dodged the thunder, Zhang Zhiwei turned his hand back, and the thunder that had already passed through Feng Baobao's body turned back again and hit Feng Baobao's back.

Feng Baobao seemed to have eyes behind her head and dodged the thunder by twisting her body.

It was not until this moment that Zhang Zhiwei officially confirmed that Feng Baobao's current state was indeed amazing, and she was able to dodge and respond accordingly based on instinct.

Just after Feng Baobao dodged the thunder again, she subconsciously threw the shovel in her hand towards Zhang Zhiwei.

When Zhang Zhiwei saw this scene, a golden light flashed on his body, and a substantial protective golden light appeared on his body, smashing the shovel into pieces.

"Boom! Snap, snap."

At this time, Zhang Zhiwei still wanted to try it out with Feng Baobao, so he took a step and rushed towards Feng Baobao.

When Zhang Zhiwei made his move, he still started with the very familiar slap.

Zhang Zhiwei raised his right hand, which was covered in golden light, and slapped it directly towards Feng Baobao's face.

At this time, Feng Baobao was like a blank sheet of paper. When Zhang Zhiwei slapped her, her body was blown backwards and she easily avoided the slap.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at his empty right hand and had a strange feeling. Although the puppet he controlled could not fully exert his strength, it at least had 10% to 20% of his strength.

According to his speculation, there might be few people in the entire world of extraordinary people who could dodge the slap he would give out at only 10% or 20% of his strength. He did not expect that Feng Baobao could dodge it so easily.

Ultimately, it was because Feng Baobao's instinct was too strong, and she did not actually see the entire process of Zhang Zhiwei's action.

But her instinct told her that Zhang Zhiwei might slap her at this place, so her instinct controlled her again, and like a piece of white paper, she stepped back when Zhang Zhiwei's palm fan blew, avoiding the slap.

In the final analysis, if you want to attack Feng Baobao, you must first restrain your intentions and not let your intentions show.
Among these intentions, in addition to the intention to kill, there are also various psychological and emotional fluctuations such as aggression.

These will affect Feng Baobao's movements. Unless he can completely suppress his psychological changes, or even suppress his breath so that Feng Baobao doesn't notice it, Feng Baobao will be able to dodge most of the attacks.

Unless it is a large-scale AOE that Feng Baobao is completely unable to dodge and can only withstand it, Feng Baobao can instinctively dodge other attacks.

Zhang Zhiwei also realized this situation, so he calmed his mind and no longer expressed his thoughts as carelessly as before.

Then he raised his left hand and slapped Feng Baobao.

This time, Feng Baobao did not dodge easily like before, but raised her arms to block Zhang Zhiwei's palm when it fell. But Feng Baobao was also slapped and flew several meters away.

"What's going on?" Feng Baobao tilted his head and asked in confusion.

When Zhang Zhiwei slapped Feng Baobao in the face just now, there was no psychological or emotional fluctuation, so Feng Baobao did not feel that it was directed against her.

But when Zhang Zhiwei's slap was about to fall, he instinctively sensed the danger, so he raised his arms and made a blocking gesture, barely blocking the slap.

"Sister Bao'er!"

Just as Feng Baobao was about to continue her attack, Zhang Chulan arrived late.

Zhang Chulan came slowly, but there was nothing he could do about it. His physical strength and Qi were almost exhausted just now, so he could only move slowly to keep up with their pace.

Until now, Zhang Chulan's Qi has not fully recovered, probably only half of it has recovered.

This was because he practiced the old farmer's skill passed down to him by Feng Baobao, which caused his Qi to recover faster than others. Otherwise, he would probably not have recovered even half of his Qi by now.

"Zhang Cunan, come on, let's go together and bury them!" When Feng Baobao saw Zhang Chulan coming, he directly called Zhang Chulan to join him.

But Zhang Chulan was sweating profusely. He wiped the sweat off his head and said to Zhang Zhiwei and Gongsun Ce in a flattering way, "Don't blame me, my friend is not very smart."

"Wuwuwuwuwu..." Feng Baobao was about to refute, but Zhang Chulan predicted what Feng Baobao was going to say, and directly covered Feng Baobao's mouth, then backed away.

"You are a real grandson." Gongsun Ce teased Zhang Zhiwei.

To be honest, seeing this scene with my own eyes, I can't help but sigh that Zhang Chulan is really cunning in his dealings with people.

Zhang Chulan lowered his posture and began to apologize only after he was sure that Feng Baobao was no match for the puppet controlled by Zhang Zhiwei.

Zhang Chulan knew very well that if Feng Baobao couldn't deal with the puppet controlled by Zhang Zhiwei, then he couldn't deal with it either, not to mention that there was a puppet of Gongsun Ce who was watching the show next to him.

"He is indeed a bit smooth, but it is good to be smooth so that you won't suffer losses easily. My last disciple Zhang Lingyu is too honest." Zhang Zhiwei said helplessly.

"See you at the competition tomorrow." Gongsun Ce said goodbye to Zhang Zhiwei, and then returned to the guest room arranged by Longhu Mountain.

Soon, it was daybreak, and the Luotian Dajiao competition of 32 to 16 was about to begin.

As soon as Zhang Chulan walked into the arena, the audience in the surrounding stands were in a bad mood.

After all, Zhang Chulan did something very shameless yesterday.

Zhang Chulan first said, "The one he wants to defeat is Cang Qiong," then he provoked a fight between the other three aliens, and then he defeated the winner of the fight with a surprise attack.

It can be said that his single move offended all the audience members in the auditorium. Even many Taoists practicing in Longhu Mountain looked down on Zhang Chulan.

At this time in Longhu Mountain, except for a brief fight between Zhang Lingyu and Zhang Chulan, everyone else regarded Zhang Chulan as a rogue gangster with no skills at all.

This shows how unshakable the character Zhang Chulan has created for himself is.

Therefore, many audiences were shouting on the stage, asking Shan Shitong to deal with Zhang Chulan so that Bilian's journey to Luotian Sect would end here.
"Kill this idiot."

"kill him!"

"We must not allow this idiot to continue to advance!"

"Where is Shan Shitong? Come out quickly!"

Seeing the indignation in the audience, Zhang Chulan had a confident expression on his face. He clasped his hands in front of his chest and glanced around the audience with an attitude that everyone was in charge, making the expressions of the audience in the audience even uglier and their emotions even more agitated.

However, no matter how excited or angry they were, if Shan Shitong had not appeared, Zhang Chulan would have been promoted to the next level today.

Therefore, the Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain, who was the referee, was also a little anxious. He shouted to the outside of the arena: "Contestant Shan Shitong, please enter. Contestant Shan Shitong, please enter!"

Seeing that his shouting could not make Shan Shitong appear in time, the Taoist priest who was the referee could only raise his hand helplessly and announce: "The winner is Zhang Chulan!"

"Shadow!"

“This is all shady!”

"Don't shake Bilian, what did you do to prevent Shan Shitong from appearing?"

Faced with the indignation of the audience, Zhang Chulan gave a sly smile and then left directly from the contestant channel.

After several more games were played, it was the turn of the puppet controlled by Gongsun Ce to take the stage.

Just after the puppet controlled by Gongsun Ce came on the stage, the opposing contestant finally arrived.

Moreover, Gongsun Ce's opponent came in great style. Four people were seen carrying a sedan chair and a person onto the field.

After putting the sedan chair down, someone helped him up, fanned him, fed him water, and wiped his sweat, just like a spoiled young man from a wealthy family.

Gongsun Ce looked at his opponent through the puppet's eyes, and a somewhat subtle expression appeared on his face.

Isn't this Wang Bing? That's interesting.

Wang Bing saw that the puppet controlled by Gongsun Ce had no intention of surrendering, so he pushed aside the younger brother beside him and yelled at Gongsun Ce: "Hey! You poor boy over there, you still don't admit defeat after seeing me, the young master? What are you waiting for?"

However, just as Wang Bing finished speaking, Gongsun Ce appeared in front of Wang Bing.

When Wang Bing opened his mouth to continue cursing, Gongsun Ce had already pressed his hand on his mouth. With a casual force, he lifted Wang Bing up like a stick and swept him across, knocking back all his brothers.

"Back off, back off..."

Seeing Gongsun Ce holding Wang Bing like a stick and constantly driving away Wang Bing's younger brothers on the field, Wang Ai, who was watching his eldest grandson's game in the stands, suddenly clutched the railing.

Wang Ai yelled at the referee: "You haven't even announced the start of the match yet, why did he start fighting? This is against the rules. Quickly remove him from Luotian Dajiao! Save my grandson."

"Old Wang, you are old, but you still can't control your temper." Zhang Zhiwei appeared behind Wang Ai at some point, put his hand on Wang Ai's shoulder, and spoke in a soft voice.

(End of this chapter)