Zhang Muzhi knew that the game belonged to him, but he did not leave the field immediately, but walked in the direction of the old man.

"Grandpa, I won't make it difficult for you to deal with him, right?"

The character of Wang Bin can be said to be one of the most annoying characters when he first started chasing him, so he was preparing to stretch his muscles for this game.

"It's okay, just do whatever you want and don't worry about anything. Don't talk about your grandpa. Even if you're an old man, I'll take care of it for you."

Without waiting for the old Heavenly Master to answer, Lu Jin answered him. Lu Jin had long disliked this kid. He looked like a king of heaven, but he was still a junior, so it was hard for him to say anything.

"Well, that's fine."

After receiving the answer, Zhang Muzhi turned around and was about to enter the venue.

"Prepare a stretcher for your grandson. I promise I won't kill him."

Passing by Wang Ai, Zhang Muzhi said something to him quietly.

"Boy, you..."

Wang Ai could have threatened someone else, but Zhang Muzhi couldn't do anything about it. Zhang Muzhi himself was very powerful, and with the old Heavenly Master standing behind him, he told Wang Bing yesterday not to compete today, but he didn't

listen.

"Game start."

As soon as the competition was announced, Zhang Muzhi appeared next to Wang Bing and slapped him on the face, sending Wang Bing flying several meters away.

"Do you know who I am? How dare you confront me like this?"

Wang Bing got up from the ground with blood on his lips and spoke slurred words with his swollen cheeks.

Zhang Muzhi acted as if he had not heard what he said, and then stepped forward and gave him a "nest of hearts and feet." This time, Wang did not fly, but rolled out like a ball on the ground. Before he could stop, Zhang Muzhi

It appeared in the direction he wanted to go, and kicked him to roll in the other direction.

"This bastard."

Seeing his beloved grandson being kicked like a ball, Wang Ai almost fainted in the audience.

After kicking for a while, Zhang Muzhi seemed to find it boring, and let Wang Bing roll to the side. At this time, Wang Bing's face was as swollen as a pig's head, but he was not seriously injured, and he was very conscious.

"I'll give you a chance to put your

Use all your skills."

Zhang Muzhi bent down and looked at Wang Bing lying on the ground.

Wang Bing's face was so swollen that he couldn't speak even if he wanted to. He just stood up silently and used the spirit to arrest the general, and directly said that a spirit body was forcibly attached to his body.

The face that was originally swollen into a pig's head has also improved a bit, at least now it can be seen as a humanoid.

"Feng Xingtong is wrong. He should obediently give me the Snake Immortal. You Zhang Muzhi is wrong. I don't intend to be a heavenly master. I just want the Heavenly Barrier. You should help me. This old guy Lu Jin is also wrong. Why should you do it?"

It was my fault to take out the Tongtian Rui as a prize. He should not have let me participate in the competition but went directly to that old guy Lu Jin to get it. All of you are wrong. You should not go against me. You are wrong.

Everything is wrong. There should be no existence in this world that disobeys me. This world should have been born to welcome me."

After being possessed by something unknown, Wang Bing screamed heartbreakingly, with a strong resentment exuding from his whole body.

Wang Bing's words made Zhang Muzhi feel sick, and for the first time, Zhang Muzhi felt murderous, so much so that he even took out his long sword.

The momentum generated at the moment he held the sword spread to all directions and directly dispersed the Qi on Wang Bing's body. Everyone in the entire venue felt the cold and piercing murderous intent.

"Oh my god, is Brother Mu Zhi going to kill all of us?"

Feeling the murderous intent coming towards him, Zhang Chulan said worriedly. At the same time, what he said was exactly what others wanted to say.

"Master Tianshi, do you think this bastard really wants to kill that kid here?"

Although he was shrouded in murderous intent, Lu Jin was naturally not worried that Zhang Muzhi was going to kill him, but was a little worried that he would actually kill Wang Bing.

The Heavenly Master did not answer Lu Jin's words, and he did not know whether Zhang Muzhi would kill Wang Bing, because Zhang Muzhi had been very sensible since he was a child and knew what to do and what not to do, and he had never let him worry about it.

.

"Master Tian, ​​I beg you to ask your grandson to be merciful and let our boy go."

Others were not worried, but Wang Ai had to be worried. That was his great-grandson whom he loved most. For the sake of his great-grandson, he still lowered his face and went to the Heavenly Master to plead for mercy.

"Muzhi, forget it, just teach him a lesson and spare his life."

Since the old guy has come to plead for mercy, he still has to give him face. The old Heavenly Master stood up and said to Zhang Muzhi in the audience.

Holding the sword, he turned around and glanced at the old Heavenly Master on the stage. It was true that just now he wanted to kill Wang Bing with one sword. Now that the old man has stood up to speak, the old man had to give his face. After taking the sword back, Zhang Muzhi continued.

The previous fighting style.

However, the intensity of the attack this time was much higher than before, leaving Wang Bing with some internal injuries at every turn. This guy couldn't be alive and kicking for a year and a half. During this period, Wang Bing wanted to surrender. How could Zhang Muzhi do it?

Give him a chance and interrupt him every time he wants to speak out. The game is not over until the king is knocked unconscious by him.

When he walked to the exit, he naturally met Wang Ai who came to pick up his grandson. Zhang Muzhi didn't even look at him.

I went directly back to the viewing platform and found Feng Baobao. Because there were only four people left in the next game, him, Feng Baobao, Zhang Chulan, and Zhang Lingyu.

"Baby Feng, let's just withdraw from the competition. Let this kid compete with Zhang Lingyu. Don't think about helping him defeat Zhang Lingyu. That is the test left to him by grandpa."

He expressed his thoughts straight to the point, and at the same time reminded Feng Baobao not to think about any tricks in the finals.

"Oh, yes."

Feng Baobao looked at Zhang Chulan, nodded and agreed to Zhang Muzhi's proposal, and followed him to find the Heavenly Master to tell them their decision. They were all so high-ranking, so it was natural for several people to see this.

The real purpose of the Luo Tian Dajiao was that he no longer spoke out against it. In this way, the only final match between Luo Tian Dajiao and Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu was left.

After doing all this, Zhang Muzhi felt relaxed. It was really troublesome for the Luotian feast prepared by the old man for Zhang Chulan. He, his grandson, had done a lot of work. In fact, in his opinion, it was nothing to pass the title of Heavenly Master to Zhang Lingyu.

, that guy is a little lacking in character, and he is better at Tianshi Mansion than Zhang Chulan, but no matter how good he is, he can't compare to Uncle Mi Er's plot promotion. The aura of the protagonist is enough to clear all obstacles.

Enjoying the warm sunshine, he fell asleep before he knew it.

He didn't wake up until two outsiders walked up to him accidentally.
Chapter completed!