cosplay in the heavens

Chapter 40 Public anger

Seeing Wang Ai's cold gaze, Chen Yu was not angry, but smiled at him, which immediately made the former's old face twitch involuntarily.

The old heavenly master not far away glanced slightly out of the corner of his eye, saw this scene in his eyes, and immediately smiled without saying a word.

As early as last night, he had already learned the reason of the incident from the old Taoist priest.

Now that he saw the little fat man in the crowd opposite, he recalled that when the Wudang faction king also went up the mountain to visit for the first time, he had mentioned him.

But at that time, my attention was all on Wang Ye, Zhuge Qing and others, but I missed this dark horse.

Being able to defeat Tang Wenlong unscathed is enough to prove that the opponent has the qualifications to compete with Zhang Lingyu and others.

Looking at Chen Yu on the opposite side with a smile, the old celestial master nodded again and again. It is really a pleasure to see more juniors rise up on Luo Tian Dajiao.

Below, after a fierce battle, Feng Shayan finally narrowly defeated Jia Zhengliang, and the applause was thunderous.

Then saw Zhang Chulan and Ye Xiao enter the arena, which continued to bring another fierce confrontation.

In the stands, there were cheers one after another.

Chen Yu patiently observed every battle off the field.

According to his observations, Zhang Lingyu, Zhuge Qing, and Zhang Chulan were all at the seventh level of the Mortal Realm, while the Wudang faction's Wang Ye was a little more powerful, having reached the eighth level.

However, Chen Yu was not afraid of this.

After some speculation last night, he was almost sure that his primordial purple qi seemed to be immune to other people's qi.

In other words, no matter what kind of abilities other aliens have, as long as they are activated with qi, they will be invalidated by Chen Yu.

This is an absolutely appalling discovery.

If this is really proven to be the case, its deterrence to the alien world will be no less than any of the Eight Wonders, or even worse!
However, this is still Chen Yu's guess after all, and how effective it will be will need to be verified in subsequent battles.

"Zhang Chulan wins!"

Accompanied by the old Taoist priest raising his hand and shouting, Xu San, Xu Si, Feng Baobao and others all had a look of joy on their faces.

"It's not easy to practice Lei Fa and Golden Light Curse to this level in a short period of time."

After taking a sip of tea, Lu Jin nodded with a smile.

Zhang Chulan sighed with relief, and immediately moved her numb arms to the sidelines, but her gaze was curiously cast in Chen Yu's direction.

At this time, like Zhang Chulan, many strangers looked at Chen Yu's position.

Because in the next round, it will be the turn of this little fat man who got lucky.

"The third match, Hidden Dragon vs. Tang Wenlong, please enter the arena quickly!"

Hearing this, Chen Yu stretched comfortably, then jumped up, landed lightly on the floor, and walked slowly to the old Taoist priest.

Seeing Chen Yu entering the arena, everyone looked over curiously, and many people's eyes were full of gloating expressions.

"Hey, I finally let me wait until this scene."

"This is the little fat guy who picked up the cheap all the way to the promotion? Meeting Tang Wenlong is considered unlucky for him."

"It's annoying to think about it. I can beat ten of this kind of person. I didn't expect him to advance, but I was brushed off..."

Even before the competition started, there was quite a commotion in the entire venue.

Many people rubbed their hands excitedly.

In the waiting area, Zhuge Qing narrowed his eyes with a smile, looked at Zhang Lingyu and said, "What do you think of this person?"

Zhang Lingyu withdrew her gaze from Zhang Chulan, ignored the figures in the field, and said indifferently: "I don't have any opinions, it's not an opponent I need to take seriously."

A smile appeared on his face, Zhuge Qing said: "Perhaps, I have never seen anyone with such good luck."

"The world is so big, there are always all kinds of unimaginable things." Zhang Lingyu said lightly: "But a person's good luck is always limited."

Not far away, Zhang Chulan, who had just finished the battle, turned to look at Feng Baobao, and asked, "Sister Baoer, I remember that when you first arrived at Longhu Mountain, you couldn't help but shoot this guy. How do you feel now?"

Hearing this, Feng Baobao stared seriously at Chen Yu, who was standing with his hands behind his back, with a small face, and said a little cutely: "I hate this person, I still can't say that I hate this person, that feeling seems to be getting stronger and stronger."

The feeling that Chen Yu brought to Feng Baobao was a vague sense of oppression, like an insurmountable mountain lying in front of him, making his chest tight and breathless.

This feeling is not so much annoying as it is a sense of crisis that Feng Baobao instinctively does not want to face.

Zhang Chulan was a little surprised by the uneasiness on Feng Baobao's face.

I have known each other for so long, no matter what people or things I met before, Feng Baobao never took it seriously.

But meeting such an unknown little fat man at the Luo Tian Dajiao this time made her worried, which was really intriguing.

In the corner, the lazy Wang also sat cross-legged, looked thoughtfully at the figures in the field, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Master also said that Luo Tian Dajiao is easy, which obviously gave me a lot of headaches..."

"Please Tang Wenlong enter the venue as soon as possible, otherwise it will be regarded as a waiver!"

A little while has passed since Chen Yu stepped into the arena.

But Tang Wenlong, who was supposed to fight with him, has not seen him appear at this moment.

In the stands, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what happened.

"Where's Tang Wenlong? Where is he? Why hasn't he entered the venue yet?"

"Hurry up, I'm still waiting to see him take care of that opportunistic little fat man!"

"Anyone who sees Tang Wenlong, please notify him immediately!"

Tang Wenlong's delay in not appearing on stage caused quite a stir among the crowd.

Everyone is looking for Tang Wenlong, but to no avail.

Off the court, Xiao Xiao and Lu Linglong looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.

"Why do I feel that Hidden Dragon's luck has not yet come to an end?" Xiao Xiao grinned and said.

Lu Linglong turned her head in surprise, looked at Chen Yu and said, "Hidden Dragon...he can't really squeeze into the top eight..."

In the arena, after a short wait, there was still no sign of Tang Wenlong.

"Wow..." He yawned sleepily, Chen Yu rubbed the tears in his eyes, smacked his lips and said, "Old Daoist, do you still want to yawn?"

Seeing Chen Yu's impatience, the veteran referee pondered for a while, and then said loudly: "Tang Wenlong entered the field after the time limit, and it will be regarded as a voluntary abandonment. In this game, Hidden Dragon wins!"

As soon as the voice fell, the audience was in an uproar.

Everyone stood up unwillingly. Such a result was really unacceptable.

"What are you doing, that little fat man has advanced like this?"

"The top eight, I am not reconciled to being in the top eight like this!"

"I don't believe it. It's not true. There is a shady plot. Luo Tian Dajiao definitely has a shady plot!"

"..."

In the venue, voices of doubt arose everywhere, and in the end it was the old Taoist who shouted loudly, shaking the heavens and earth, and restoring the silence of the entire venue.

"All competitions are conducted according to the rules of Luo Tianjiao. Anyone who dares to question the results of the competition will question my Longhushan Tianshi Mansion!"

The sonorous words of these words fell on everyone's ears like thunder, causing everyone's expressions to change.

No one dared to question it anymore, but the gazes on Chen Yu's body did not decrease but increased instead.

"Oh, I just want a chance to prove my strength, why is it so difficult?" Chen Yu said melancholy with a bitter expression on his face.

Hearing this, the old Taoist snorted coldly, and said with a flick of his sleeves, "You're a good boy even if you got a bargain. You should be glad that Tang Wenlong entered the venue after the deadline, otherwise how could it be your turn to enter the quarterfinals?"

Obviously, in the eyes of this old Taoist priest, he also felt deeply powerless against Chen Yu's so-called unnatural luck.

"Leave the arena quickly." He waved Chen Yu out of the arena, and the old Taoist calmed down, and said loudly: "In the fourth match, Deng Youfu will face Feng Xingtong!"

Seeing that the wonderful battle broke out again in the arena, Chen Yu came to Xiao Xiao and Lu Linglong with a droopy face, and sighed: "Xiao Xiao, Goddess Linglong, can you understand the pain of my rare opponent?"

"roll!"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Xiao and Lu Linglong all stared at Chen Yu, and shouted in unison.

(End of this chapter)