Under One Person: I Become Stronger When I Break My Vows

"Oh my god!"

Zhang Chulan's face suddenly turned red after being severely injured locally. He covered his buttocks and couldn't help but swear.

"Hemorrhoids... Hemorrhoids burst..."

Zhang Chulan was lying on the ground with his buttocks sticking out. A trace of tears could be seen in the corner of his eyes. At the same time, his pants were gradually turning red.

Seeing Zhang Chulan like this, Wang Ye finally vented his anger. His mood was smooth. He waved his fist fiercely.

"Cool!!!"

Suddenly, Wang Ye looked at Qin Shiyue who was watching the show with relish.

He now found that it was really painful to live like Qin Shiyue, and he would never wrong himself.

What grudges were avenged on the spot! It was really refreshing.

In this case, then wait until the game is over...

Seeing the change in Wang Ye's eyes, Qin Shiyue's mouth twitched. He was very familiar with that look.

This was to seek revenge on him. This was the behavior when he was seeking revenge on the group of monks.

"Ahem!"

Qin Shiyue coughed lightly and waved his fist in the direction of Wang Ye.

Wang Ye turned his head away instantly when he saw this. He couldn't beat them... He was just upset because he was not as skilled as others.

"I'm tired! Brother Fude, do you have any steamed buns or something? I want to eat steamed buns. I'm really starving."

Wang Ye sat on the ground and looked at the confused referee and said.

"What the hell are steamed buns! Brother, you are competing now, what do you want steamed buns???"

The referee was obviously stunned by Wang Ye's request, and then he couldn't help but complain.

"I'm tired! No one is a robot, how can we keep working? Let's take a break. Let's take a break."

Wang Ye waved his hand with a lazy look.

"Stop talking nonsense, compete quickly, there is no such thing as a break!"

The referee roared.

He was really annoyed by Wang Ye's request. How could anything happen in Luotian Dajiao?

There was still a break for halftime! How about finding someone to massage your feet and give you a massage?

"Old Heavenly Master, you don't want me to tell our Grand Master that Wudang disciples don't get food in Longhu Mountain, right?"

Wang Ye turned his head and looked at the old Heavenly Master at the Ten Masters' seat and shouted.

"Really, Fu De, don't bother with this little bastard. If he doesn't fill him up with steamed buns, this little bastard will really go back and complain to their old man about me. This little bastard can do such a thing."

The old Heavenly Master waved his hand helplessly at the referee.

"Yes! Master."

Hearing this, the referee didn't say much. With a dark face, he asked someone to get steamed buns for Wang Ye.

The portion was quite large, enough for three or four people.

Wang Ye took the steamed bun, sat on the ground, picked up the bun and started to eat it.

He took a few bites of food from time to time, and soon one-third of the bun was eaten by Wang Ye.

Wang Ye's face showed a relaxed expression. He looked satisfied.

The audience was dumbfounded. What was going on? Why did he start eating and drinking in the middle of the fight?

Zhang Chulan also recovered from the local pain at this moment. He limped to his feet and looked at Wang Ye who was eating the bun slowly. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"Come and sit down. I'll ask you some questions."

Wang Ye waved at Zhang Chulan with the bun in his mouth.

Zhang Chulan didn't dare to move when he saw this, for fear that Wang Ye would kick him again. If he was kicked again, his hemorrhoids would be completely gone.

"Come here quickly! Otherwise, I'll beat you to death!"

Wang Ye glared and shouted angrily.

Zhang Chulan smiled bitterly, then limped to Wang Ye and sat down with his butt tilted.

"Originally, I didn't plan to fight you, I just wanted to ask you a question, but your thug is so good at playing, if I don't treat you well, it would be a shame for my tossing all night. So we are even, right?"

Wang Ye raised his head and looked at Zhang Chulan, as if to say, dare you say no?

Zhang Chulan immediately raised his hand, showing a gesture of surrender, and then asked: "What are you here for? Is it just to ask me a question? That's why you came to participate in this Luotian Dajiao?"

"How should I put it, I guess so, it's not clear in one or two sentences, but it's okay to say that I came to Luotian Dajiao for you."

"Is it the origin of Qi?"

After a long silence, Zhang Chulan asked with a complicated expression.

So far, except for Feng Baobao and others, the remaining 90% of the people who are interested in him areI came here for the Eight Wonders.

"No, I'm not interested in that."

Wang Ye shook his head decisively and asked, "Zhang Chulan, do you know what divination is?"

"Uh... I'm not very clear about this question."

Zhang Chulan thought for a few seconds and shook his head.

"Let me tell you a basic concept first. The past is irreversible, but the future can be changed. In fact, even the most powerful sorcerer cannot change the past. He can only predict several possible development directions in the future."

"Even so, it is a method that is intolerable. Therefore, any divination is of no benefit to the sorcerer himself. As for how much damage it will cause, it depends on how much impact the information obtained can have on the changes in this world."

"For example, if I calculate the result of the next issue of the double-color ball, the damage to me will be minimal."

"Because it only changes the candidate of a nouveau riche in the world."

Hearing this, Qin Shiyue shouted decisively: "Master Wang Ye, this matter can be discussed. Let's cooperate! How about two plus one equals five? I will help you heal your wounds! You tell fortunes! Damn, you are going to get rich!"

"Get lost!!! Don't interrupt!!!"

Wang Ye was immediately furious when he heard Qin Shiyue's words, and he directly swore at Qin Shiyue.

Qin Shiyue waved his hand with a smile. At this moment, Wang Ye's position in his heart rose sharply, approaching the little fire god.

Suddenly, Qin Shiyue seemed to realize something and set his sights on Zhuge Qing.

"Master Baozheng, is it really good for you to be so greedy for money?"

Zhuge Qing understood Qin Shiyue's eyes in an instant, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he spoke helplessly.

"Take away the word 'me'. One relies on his ancestors to be blessed, and the other has a huge fortune. How can you two full men know the hunger of a poor monk? Let's discuss and give me two bets."

Qin Shiyue looked at Zhuge Qing with extremely bright eyes and said with a smile.

"No, I don't have the ability of Taoist Wang Ye. You should go to him. My fortune telling can cost me half my life."

Zhuge Qing spread his hands and said with a helpless look.