Hearing Zhang Xuanqing's words, everyone hurriedly opened the door and happened to see Feng Baobao throwing Xi on the ground, ready to beat him up.
"Stop!"
However, although Lu Jin and Zhang Zhiwei's words could restrain those brats, Feng Baobao did not care about it. She only retracted her fist and replaced it with a kick, kicking Xi away.
"Sigh, you crazy woman, you don't follow the rules. I already asked you to stop, but you still hit me?”
Xi stood up from the ground, her face covered in dust, and angrily accused Feng Baobao.
"Oh, I didn't use my hands. I used my feet.”
Even though everyone was looking at her, Feng Baobao didn't panic at all. Instead, she stuck her foot out and explained. Those who didn't understand her might think that she was trying to quibble, but those who truly understood her situation, such as Zhang Chulan and the Xu brothers, understood that this was indeed Feng Baobao's true thoughts.
"Heh, you still dare to quibble? Master Lu, you saw it. You can't blame me. I'm not done with this crazy woman!”
Looking at the juniors he brought with him making a scene in front of the people from the Celestial Master's Residence like children, Lu Jin immediately felt a little embarrassed and waved his hand angrily.
"Go, go, go. Who cares about you kids fighting? Don't make a scene in front of us. If you want to roll around and fight, find a place where there's no one. I don't care if your brains are beaten out!”
After sending away the rowdy youngsters, Zhang Zhiwei called Zhang Xuanqing to the side and gave him some instructions. Then, he pushed Tian Jinzhong and returned to their residence with Old Lu.
"Little Uncle-Master, Linglong and the others want to hold a bonfire party at the back of the mountain. Do you want to come?”
After Zhang Zhiwei and the others left, Zhang Lingyu, who had already left with Lu Linglong and the others, came out of nowhere and asked Zhang Xuanqing.
"Bonfire party…I won't be going.”
Waving his hand at Zhang Lingyu, Zhang Xuanqing also walked towards his room. Actually, Zhang Xuanqing was also quite interested in the scene of the bird walking under the moon that was about to be staged. However, since his senior brother Zhang Zhiwei had asked him to go to his room at night to carry out the 'secret manipulation', he could only helplessly give up on this tempting idea.
Time flew by. Zhang Xuanqing returned to his room and meditated for a while. The sky outside had already turned completely dark. Seeing that it was almost time, Zhang Xuanqing walked out of his room and ran towards Zhang Zhiwei's room.
"Is it Xuan Qing? The door isn't locked. Come in directly."
Zhang Xuanqing heard Zhang Zhiwei's voice as soon as he reached the door. He pushed the door open and walked in. Zhang Xuanqing found that his senior brother was staring at the competition arrangement in front of him with a conflicted expression.
"Brother, why do you have to ask me to come over at this time? Is there something you can't tell me?”
After gently closing the door, Zhang Xuanqing walked to the table and looked at the battle schedule with some confusion.
"Hey, don't say anymore. Even the heavens are against me. It's fine if it's anyone else, but Chu Lan, that unlucky child, has to meet Zhuge Qing. In terms of age alone, other than you, I don't even dare to say that Lingyu can defeat Zhuge Qing, let alone Chu Lan.”
Zhang Xuanqing was shocked when he heard this. He thought that his senior brother was planning to attack Zhuge Qing secretly. He quickly tried to dissuade him,
"Senior martial brother, that Zhuge Qing will never go against Chu Lan. Don't worry about that. Don't take things too hard and scheme against that squinty-eyed Zhuge Qing!”
"Hmm? When did I say that I wanted to scheme against him?”
Zhang Xuanqing's words stunned Zhang Zhiwei.
"My plan is to let you use the name of sparring to beat him up. It shouldn't be too heavy, just so that he won't be able to go on stage that day.”
Upon hearing Zhang Zhiwei's plan, Zhang Xuanqing's mouth twitched. You're a person who cares about face, so I have to take the blame?
"Senior martial brother, listen to me. None of us need to do anything. That Zhuge Qing won't even be able to touch Zhang Chulan!”
Zhang Zhiwei frowned slightly. He looked at the order on the list and was a little doubtful.
"Do you think that Little Wang can defeat Zhuge Qing? Although his performance today was a little out of my expectations, I'm afraid that it won't be easy for him to contend against Zhuge Qing just by relying on that thing derived from Taiji.
Besides, you were there when his master, Yun Long, came to Mount Longhu a few times. You should remember the look of disappointment on his face when he mentioned Little Wang, right? Why are you so confident in this little guy?”
"Hehe, Senior Brother, didn't you say that you're good at judging people? Then do you think Taoist Wang Ye is really as simple as he looks?”
Zhang Xuanqing paused and looked at the door meaningfully.
"Priest Wang Ye, don't you think so?"
"Heh, I didn't expect to be discovered as soon as I arrived!”
As the wooden door creaked open, Wang Ye's figure in a dark blue Daoist robe appeared in front of them.
"Old Heavenly Master, Perfected Xuan Qing, good morning!”
"Little Wang? Speak of the devil. You're not sleeping in the middle of the night and sneakily came over to eavesdrop on our conversation?”
Zhang Zhiwei said softly as he glanced at Wang Ye, who was smiling obsequiously.
"Of course not, Old Celestial Master. Don't accuse me wrongly. I'm here to help you solve your problems. You don't have to worry about Zhuge Qing. Just like Perfected Xuanqing said, with me around, he will never go against Zhang Chulan!”
"Oh? If I remember correctly, you and Xuan Qing didn't know each other before this, right? Why didn't I know that the two of you were so close?”
Zhang Zhiwei asked curiously as he looked at Zhang Xuanqing and Wang Ye.
" Heh, didn't we exchange some cultivation experiences with Perfected Xuan Qing before? Then, both of us benefited a lot, so we're able to appreciate each other now…"
As King spoke, he wanted to put his arm around Zhang Xuanqing's shoulder, but Zhang Xuanqing stopped him.
"Heh, not bad. Little Wang, I didn't know you were so strong. Are you confident in dealing with Zhuge Qing? To be honest, in my huge Celestial Master Residence, among my peers, I only dare to say that Xuan Qing can suppress Zhuge Qing. Even I'm worried for Lingyu. As for you…"
Zhang Zhiwei thought for a moment before turning his gaze back to Zhang Xuanqing.
"How about this, Little Wang? It's not that I don't trust you, but you have to give me some information so that I can understand your strength. I won't test you by bullying you. It just so happens that Xuan Qing is here.”
"Uh…this…sparring with Perfected Xuan Qing? Alright then…Perfected Xuanqing, I'm sorry!”
Before he could finish his sentence, Wang Ye's Yang Hand, which contained Taiji Force, was already in front of Zhang Xuanqing!
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