25: Old Heavenly Master: Oh no! This traitor is coming for me!

As soon as Lin Yuan entered the ward, a frantic wailing sound came from inside.

Especially Shan Shitong, who was lying on the hospital bed, stared at Zhang Chulan with a resentful expression. That kid had hit him the hardest just now. If he hadn't admitted defeat in the end, he might have truly become a fallen genius.

At this moment, Zhang Chulan's eyes were red, and he kept wiping away tears.

Xu Si, on the other hand, comforted him, saying, "It's fine... Anyway, you're still a young Chulan. You haven't experienced it, so it's okay if you don't use it."

Zhang Chulan immediately pulled the quilt over his head, no longer looking at Xu Si.

Xu San, standing nearby, comforted him, saying, "It's okay, Chulan. Didn't you see Elder Tian today? His limbs were broken before, and now he can walk. The Old Celestial Master is your grandmaster, and he will definitely help you."

At this point, the medical staff nearby had also thoroughly examined Zhang Chulan's body.

"Nothing serious. Just rest well, and it won't be delayed."

Lin Yuan stood by, chuckling:

"Alright, Zhang Chulan, they said you're fine. Take off the quilt."

He looked at Zhang Chulan, who still appeared half-dead, and immediately speculated, "You're not feeling embarrassed, are you?"

Just then, Zhang Chulan emerged from under the quilt and burst into tears, hugging Lin Yuan.

"Uncle! You've ruined me! Now everyone thinks I'm strong, but today I acted so embarrassingly. How will I ever find a girlfriend now!"

Lin Yuan patted Zhang Chulan's head.

"It's alright, nothing to worry about. At least you're the final winner."

Actually, Lin Yuan wanted to say, can it be more embarrassing than you later peeing in the moonlight?

Soon, the preliminary rounds were over, and dusk was approaching.

After the brutal selection, nearly half of the abnormals were eliminated, and the remaining ones were all elites.

"Will the winners please gather."

The Daoist boy called out, and everyone around gathered. Zhang Chulan, leaning on a crutch, stood at the very back.

On the high platform, the Old Celestial Master stood with his hands behind his back. In front of him was a red wooden box.

"Next, you will continue to draw lots in order."

Everyone began to draw lots under the Old Celestial Master's gaze.

Zhang Chulan stood at the back. After he got his wooden token, the Old Celestial Master gave him a meaningful look.

"Everyone, you have now advanced. According to the rules of the competition, the second round will be held tomorrow morning. The tokens in your hands represent your opponents."

As soon as the Old Celestial Master finished speaking, Zhang Chulan immediately raised his hand.

"Old Celestial Master, look at me. I'm beaten up like this; even walking is difficult, let alone fighting."

The Old Celestial Master frowned.

"The rules of Luotian Grand Ceremony have always been this way, never changing. And if you are injured, are they not injured as well?"

At this, Zhang Chulan lowered his head, feeling disheartened.

If the Old Celestial Master couldn't postpone the competition, it would be impossible for him to advance further.

"Sigh... Forget it. In the end, my skills are just not as good."

Zhang Chulan looked at the name on the wooden token.

Shan Shitong?

Who is this? How come he had never heard of him?

Coincidentally, Feng Xingtong passed by at this moment and asked curiously, "Brother Chulan, who is your opponent?"

Zhang Chulan directly handed his wooden token to Feng Xingtong.

"Oh, it's Shan Shitong?"

"Brother Chulan, your luck is pretty good."

Zhang Chulan was immediately overjoyed.

"What? Is this Shan Shitong very weak?"

Feng Xingtong shook his head.

"No... He's very strong. Shan Shitong's talismans don't require the complicated process others use; he can directly channel his Qi. And he specializes in blocking Qi meridians. Simply put, once you're hit by his talisman, you won't be able to channel your Qi."

Zhang Chulan's face instantly darkened considerably.

"You call this good luck!? You ****"

Feng Xingtong smiled and pointed to his crutch.

"Oh, Brother Chulan, how passionately you fought in the last match, every punch landing! I believe that even if you can't channel your Qi, even if you're limping, you can still defeat Shan Shitong!"

Feng Xingtong patted Zhang Chulan's shoulder.

"You're a good man, keep your spirits up, don't lose face!"

After speaking, Feng Xingtong walked over to a young Daoist priest with long hair, whispered a few words in his ear, and then pointed at Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Chulan knew without guessing that the person was Shan Shitong.

Feng Xingtong! You little blue imp from the Old Phoenix Cabinet, you 24k pure villain!

Are you treating me like a fool?

Feng Baobao's mind, meanwhile, had already fallen into a storm of head-scratching.

Finally, her ingenious mind came up with a plan.

Codename! Pangolin!

Kill and bury!

Tomb completed!!

Lin Yuan, on the other hand, looked at the wooden token in his hand with a playful expression.

Heh heh... Lu Linglong? Sigh... your luck is really good.

Master... this isn't my fault. Lu Linglong told me to go all out. I'm a junior anyway, so Lu Jin definitely won't bother me. But the Old Celestial Master... hehehe, that's not for sure.

The Old Celestial Master, standing on the high platform, saw Lin Yuan's meaningful smile and then glanced at the token in his hand.

Oh no! This kid drew Old Lu's granddaughter!

This kid wants to scheme against him! If he doesn't hold back, Old Lu's slap will come down.

The Old Celestial Master wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Now he was already thinking about how to persuade Lu Linglong to voluntarily give up, so at least he wouldn't get a beating from Old Lu.

But he was still one step too late. Lu Linglong had already arrived by Lin Yuan's side.

"Hehehe, Immortal Lin Yuan, we truly are fated! We actually got paired together."

"Heh heh, yes, Miss Lu. I didn't expect it either, to actually meet you."

Lin Yuan looked at the Old Celestial Master, suddenly revealing a mischievous smile.

"Miss Lu, you are a lady. If you want to advance, I can directly choose to forfeit and let you advance."

Lu Linglong quickly shook her head.

"No... I don't want that! I've also cultivated diligently for many years. Immortal Lin Yuan, are you looking down on me?"

"No, no, no... I'm not. I'm just worried about not knowing my own strength and accidentally hurting you."

"It's fine, Immortal Lin Yuan. I will bear all consequences myself. You just go all out!"

At this, Lin Yuan looked at the Old Celestial Master with a mischievous smile, as if saying, I've already explained the pros and cons to her, and she didn't appreciate it. You can't blame me later.

The Old Celestial Master naturally understood Lin Yuan's expression, and he was completely numb.

This snake, after going to Tianjin, ate a lot of Jianbing Guozis. He's got all these tricks, all aimed at me.

Old Lu will surely chase him with a watermelon knife from the mountaintop to the foot of the mountain later.

The Old Celestial Master couldn't help but shiver at the thought of Lu Jin's furious appearance.

This kid is going to play dirty; he must make plans early!