Hearing Chen Mang win, Guan Shihua walked over with concern and supported Chen Mang, comforting: "Don't be sad about the child, if the elves are gone, it's fine if the person is gone."

Chen Mang secretly gave Guan Shihua a thumbs up.

I did the whole set of acting, and it was indeed taught by myself!

While he was having fun, Chen Mang suddenly felt a slump on his head. When he raised his face, he saw Guan Shihua touching his head with a smile, with excitement in his eyes, as if he was doing something bad.

Chen Mang became depressed in an instant. He couldn't understand why the well-behaved and obedient little flower turned into a cunning old witch. He completely forgot about what he had praised her just now. He said helplessly: "Auntie, I'm going to see other people's competitions. You are not very good at your eyes. Be careful when walking." After saying that, he stopped lingering and limped towards the outside of the field.

Looking at Chen Mang's back as he was gone, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but be stunned: "Hey? Why didn't I see when did he hurt his leg?"

Guan Shihua's eyes twitched, and quickly changed the subject and said, "Your disciple Zhang Chulan is about to end. Let's go and have a look."

Zhang Zhiwei immediately came to his senses, walked out of the field, and said, "Then let's go to Field No. 1. I also want to see what Huaiyi's big-eared thief taught Chu Lan."

Seeing that he was fooled, Guan Shihua breathed a sigh of relief and was about to raise her heels. The next moment, her body suddenly lost control and fell to the ground with a bang.

Lu Jin was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and said with concern: "What's wrong with you?"

Guan Shihua felt her right leg that was fixed, and raised her face without tears in tears. She smiled and said, "I didn't see a pit when I walked. I fell a little miserable. Lao Lu, don't let go, help me walk for a while..."

Lu Jin held Guan Shihua and complained to Zhang Zhiwei with dissatisfaction: "Old Master Tian, ​​didn't I tell you? Your Master Tianfu received so much allowance every year, so wouldn't he take out a little to practice the practice field?"

"There is actually a allowance for the Tianshi Mansion?"

Zhang Zhiwei was stunned and then furiously said, "This group of little kids has never told me that I have money and even let me eat pickles, drink porridge, and wear patched clothes every day. These hateful little kids!"

The referee in the stands was instantly shocked and sweated coldly, quietly hid his head in the guardrail.

The blame cannot be taken. Who said that the master likes a hard life? It seems... uncle of the master?

It's so unreliable!

At this time, the unreliable uncle in his heart had already left the field next door. Facing the three contestants who rushed up together, he calmly launched a fight. Every move and every move was elegant and agile, and his appearance as a banished immortal descended to earth caused the female fans in the stands to scream.

Chen Mang also came to the stands at this time, walked to a middle-aged man standing alone, and greeted, "Long time no see, Xia He."

The middle-aged man trembled and slowly turned his face. After seeing Chen Mang's face clearly, his eyelids immediately jumped up.

"You can recognize me if I become like this?"

"Well, your melancholy eyes, sighing stubble, sharp temperament, everything is so outstanding. Even if you stand in the crowd, I can recognize you at a glance."

"Oh!"

Xia He sneered and asked with vigilance: "Who are you? I have met Zhang Lingyu since then. He said that there is no real person from Bilian in the Heavenly Master Mansion at all!"

Chen Mang said twice, "That may not be. Zhang Lingyu's hair is long and short. How could he know that the power of Bilian is? If you don't believe me, please listen carefully."

Xia He listened quietly with a puzzled look on his face, and then he heard an angry shout and scolding erupting from the venue next door: "Zhang Chulan! Don't shake Bilian! Don't shake Bilian Zhang Chulan!"

Looking at Xia He's dazed face, Chen Mang said with a playful look: "I heard that this is the name of Zhang Chulan, the 66th generation of Tianshi Master, the 66th generation of Tianshi Mansion, Bilian Zhenren. Zhang Lingyu will have to listen to him in the future."

"If he really wants to be a Heavenly Master, the Heavenly Master Mansion will be destroyed for eight lifetimes."

Xia He looked at Chen Mang with a twitching corner of his mouth, and suddenly reacted suddenly the next moment, and said in shock: "So you found Zhang Chulan at that time. You were also here for the Eight-Special Skills?"

Chen Mang watched Zhang Lingyu and the three people who were knocked down by him in the field, and stared at him and said, "It's almost the same. My goal is to have both hands and Tongtianlu, and it should not conflict with you. The next one to appear is my sister Chen Duo, telling you not to touch her, or you will be at your own risk."

Xia He felt a chill that penetrated his bone marrow in an instant, shivered, and said, "I will tell them."

Chen Mang nodded slightly: "Well, I'm not an unreasonable person. You're responsible for passing the message. If you really don't open your eyes, then I can only wish them a happy reincarnation in advance."

The next moment, Chen Duodong looked around and walked into the training ground, looking at her opponent and the audience in a curious way.

Chen Mang immediately excitedly added fuel to his feet: "Duoer, come on! This is your first battle. If you win the game, brother will invite you to eat Silver Arch to celebrate!"

Chen Duo raised his head and gestured hard to Chen Mang with a scissor hand: "Brother, I will definitely win!"

The other three players on the field were immediately amused.

A strong man with a naked upper body and muscular bumps shook his chest muscles and showed a slightly vicious smile: "Your thin legs are not as thick as my arms. I will beat my horizontal practice with my head. Come on. If you want to eat Yinzhumen, I will treat you to eat!"

Chen Duo took a step back with fear, clenched his fists and said, "No, I want to eat with my brother."

The Taoist priest on the right picked up the peach wood sword and smiled and said, "He is too stingy, isn't there one more person? I'll invite you brothers and sisters to eat together!"

Chen Duo still shook his head, and the fat monk on the left shouted angrily: "This is not OK, that is not OK. I'll throw you out and you'll do anything!"

The fat monk roared, and Chen Duo's aggrieved eyes turned red. He was about to cry when he looked, and then he gritted his teeth and rushed towards him.

"You are a bad guy, beat you first..."

The fat monk looked at the little fist she waved, stretched out his hand disdainfully, trying to grab her and throw it out of the field.

However, after touching Chen Duo's fist, the monk's face suddenly twisted, and his plump body seemed to be hit by a train. He flew straight to the stands. With a bang, a burst of smoke instantly filled the stands.

At the moment when everyone was stunned, Chen Duo skillfully turned over and kicked the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest strode the peach wood sword in front of him. With a click, the wooden sword broke crisply and broke through the guardrail and flew out.

At this time, the strong man who was practicing horizontally finally reacted, shouted, and punched Chen Duo on the top of his head!

Chen Duo turned sideways and clenched his right hand and fisted at his lower abdomen.

The man in Hengjian, who was hit by a punch, stared out his eyes in pain. The next moment he knelt on both knees and lay on the ground and lost consciousness.
Chapter completed!