Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

"Could it be that in front of senior brother, I'm no different from those people down the mountain?!"

Lin Huaiyi fell into deep self-doubt. He has always been a low self-esteem but proud person. He believes in Wen Wu first and Wu Wu second.

So these years, he has always regarded his senior brother Zhang Zhiwei as an opponent he wants to surpass, and secretly made private contributions.

Originally, he thought that his strength was not far from Zhang Zhiwei, as long as he kept his head down and chased hard, he would surpass him one day.

Some time ago, the master gave him a test and taught him the five thunders. This made him feel that he was very close to his senior brother. As long as he practiced the five thunders well and surpassed his senior brother, it was only a matter of time. After all, senior brother Getting stuck on Refa, he had a chance to catch up.

But recently, one thing after another told him that that idea was naive.

Especially after the Feileijian incident, Lin Huaiyi has always been a little afraid to face Zhang Zhiwei.

Because every time he saw Zhang Zhiwei, he would think of the picture of the master's Taoist robe being broken, as well as his despair and helplessness when facing the flying thunder sword.

That sword woke him up, and let him know that the strength between himself and his senior brother was much different, and it would be as difficult as reaching the sky to surpass.

With his current strength, he might be able to take a dozen or so moves.

This made Lin Huaiyi very frustrated.

But today, after seeing Lu Ci's martial arts performance, Lin Huaiyi was even more frustrated.

Obviously, I have already estimated the strength of my senior brother very high, even higher than many elders of the division, but I still underestimated it, and it was seriously underestimated.

Could it be that I'm the same as that Lu family's Er Bi, who couldn't catch the brother's move?

For a moment, Lin Huaiyi fell into deep self-doubt.

However, Zhang Zhiwei didn't notice Lin Huaiyi's setback. In other words, his focus was on himself. As long as people and things in the outside world didn't involve him, he generally wouldn't inquire too much.

At this moment, he was staring at Lu Ci, his golden eyes flickered slightly, observing every detail of Lu Ci's energy.

He gradually understood the mystery of Lu Ci's wishful energy. Lu Ci did what he said that day, but he didn't do it completely.

What I said that day may still be too difficult for the current Lu Ci.

Lu Ci did not integrate Zhenjin and Bengjin into Ruyijin, but took the second best and incorporated Diejin into it.

In fact, this is also very rare, it is equivalent to having a prototype. If he can increase the power and at the same time, he can also make this wave-like stacking force denser, so dense that it can be connected into a line, then it may not be impossible to achieve Simulate the extent of natural disasters.

On the school field, Lu Ci finished his set, closed his moves, turned to look at Zhang Zhiwei, and said respectfully:

"Senior brother Zhang, this is the result of my recent practice at the bottom of the river. What you pointed out that day is still too advanced for me."

"Although I understand the truth of it, I have never been able to fully understand it. But one day, the warlords of the two sides fought melee by the river, and the roar of artillery fire made the river rippling."

"At that moment, I suddenly thought that the power of the earthquake was invisible and elusive, but its power penetrated into the river and sea, and the waves it caused were tangible. Start research on the vibrations, and reach the final goal step by step?"

"So, I started to practice in the big river. When I first practiced, I needed to wear an iron suit so that I could stabilize my figure in the undercurrent at the bottom of the river and not be affected by the buoyancy of the water."

"After practicing for a period of time and becoming familiar with the characteristics of water, I can stand directly in the river without wearing iron clothes, just like on the shore."

"At this time, I released the wishful energy, carefully felt the changes of the water flow, and penetrated into every pore of my body, to feel the power of the waves."

"This made me understand deeply, and integrated this change into Ruyi Jin, which is what it is now!"

In front of Zhang Zhiwei, Lu Ci didn't hide anything, and directly told the whole process of his cultivation during this period.

After hearing Lu Ci's cultivation insights, everyone present cast strange glances at him.

This strangeness is not a sign of contempt or contempt, but rather admiration.

Practicing at the bottom of the river, tossing rivers and seas, simulating natural disasters, the plan is huge, no matter whether it is successful or not, in the future, he will definitely have a place in the position of the big boss in the alien world.

Zhang Zhiwei listened to Lu Ci's words, thought for a moment, and said:

"Everyone has his own way, and the way everyone walks is different. My way may not be suitable for you. If, I said, if, I give you a different opinion now, then what should you do, give up your current way Comprehend, and go to follow the guidance I gave?"

Zhang Zhiwei said in a deep voice: "Since you have found the way forward, you should stick to your own way and forge ahead, so that you can plant golden lotuses in the fire. The opinions of outsiders are meaningless!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhang, for your guidance!" Lu Ci nodded thoughtfully.

When he came, he asked Zhang Zhiwei to verify what he was thinking in his heart, hoping to get Zhang Zhiwei's approval.

Of course, he also thought about what he should do if Zhang Zhiwei disagreed and gave a new and powerful opinion. Should he continue to stick to this way, or expand it again?

He thought for a long time, but he never got a result.

But now, Zhang Zhiwei gave affirmation, but did not give guidance.

For a moment, an inexplicable emotion stirred up in his heart, and he couldn't tell whether it was disappointment, happiness, or both.

This made him feel incomprehensible in his heart. If this was the result, then this trip to Longhu Mountain to teach him was a bit unsatisfactory, almost meaningless!

Lu Ci clasped his hands and looked at Zhang Zhiwei with burning eyes:

"Senior brother Zhang, I want to compete with you again, please fight me like last time, and let me feel the gap between you and me!"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei was taken aback, is this guy still addicted to beating?

Yes, this kid has made progress during this period, but this progress, in front of him, is still not enough, far from enough.

Even if he hasn't made any progress during this period and still maintains the standard in the Lu family compound, that is not something that Lu Ci can shake.

Moreover, Lu Ci couldn't see that he shot without holding back, because that would kill him.

Zhang Zhiwei wanted to refuse, but suddenly thought of the new method of commanding the heavenly soldiers that he had only learned in the morning, and said:

"We don't have any life-and-death enmity. We talk about everything without reservation. If we get hurt, it won't be good. Just in time, I learned a technique recently. Do you want to try it?"

After all, Lu Ci is still here to go to Liaodong. If he needs to rest for ten and a half days after being slapped, won't it delay the trip?

"I can't wait to ask for it!"

Lu Ci hurriedly said that he wanted to see Zhang Zhiwei's real means more than Zhang Zhiwei's big slap.

Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile: "This is a means of exorcising gods and ghosts. It requires setting up an altar and ordering divine power. It is inappropriate to use it on me. How about it, I will find a junior to compete with you!"

He could slap Lu Ci with just one slap. Naturally, this means of ordering divine power cannot be used on himself.

Hearing what Zhang Zhiwei said, as the second young master of the Lu family of the four major families, Lu Ci is not an ignorant person, so he immediately reacted:

"Brother Zhang wants to command the power of the heavenly soldiers on the altar, right?"

"That's right, do you want to see him?" Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile.

"Last time when performing martial arts in the Lu family's compound, I saw senior brother Zhang defeat the five heavenly soldiers from the lower altar with one move. As for the demeanor of the heavenly soldiers from the upper altar, I have never seen it before, so I naturally want to see it!" Lu Ci grinned. road.

"Well, I'll let you see it today!"

Zhang Zhiwei looked at the brothers and asked who wanted to fight Lu Ci. He opened an altar next to him and ordered the gods to help him.

No one answered. Through Lu Ci's previous drills, everyone probably knew Lu Ci's strength in their hearts, and he was very strong.

Those juniors who didn't have the confidence to fight would naturally not raise their hands.

And those who are confident to fight Lu Ci are mostly Zhang Zhiwei's seniors, who are much older than Lu Ci.

If you want to go up, it would be disgraceful even if you win, and it would be even more disgraceful if you still use the divine power of Zhang Zhiwei's edict.

So, no one fought.

Seeing that no one answered, Zhang Zhiwei was about to order someone. He looked around and his eyes stayed on Lin Huaiyi for a moment.

Seeing Zhang Zhiwei's gaze, Lin Huaiyi shrank back into the crowd, avoiding Zhang Zhiwei's sight. He didn't want to fight Lu Ci.

Still hiding... Zhang Zhiwei said in his heart, and looked away, he had no intention of letting Lin Huaiyi go.

Since he wanted to order divine power, he naturally had to find someone whose strength was lower than Lu Ci's. Lin Huaiyi, he ordered a chicken feather, wouldn't it be enough to just let him fight Lu Ci?

In the end, Zhang Zhiwei's eyes fell on his "Minister of Propaganda" Tian Jinzhong:

"Oda, you go!"

"I... Me?"

Tian Jinzhong was a little confused: "I'm afraid I can't beat this Fellow Daoist Lu!"

"It's okay, you just go up, the senior brother will set up the altar for you!"

Zhang Zhiwei asked Tian Jinzhong to play, and at the same time called Lin Huaiyi to run errands for him to get some necessary props for opening the altar.

The dharma altar he was going to open was a bit complicated, so he had only read it through, and it hadn't been completely simplified. Some basic rituals still had to be followed, or he could open it a few times before simplifying it a bit.

Lin Huaiyi moved very quickly, and not long after, a Dharma altar was set up on the school grounds, complete with command flags, place cards, talisman slips, charts... everything.

Zhang Zhiwei stood in front of the altar holding the Dongfeng Great Sword, and signaled Tian Jinzhong and Lu Ci to start the competition.

"You don't need to wait for Senior Brother Zhang to successfully set up the altar?" Lu Ci asked.

"No, I opened the altar very quickly!"

After Zhang Zhiwei finished speaking, he began to step on the seven-star step, and read the scriptures in his mouth:

"Yuanshi God, the true talisman. The Yuanshi is too true, the five spirits are noble..."

And when Zhang Zhiwei practiced the method.

On the school grounds, the sparring between Tian Jinzhong and Lu Ci has already begun.

Tian Jinzhong was covered in golden light, and he took the lead in attacking.

And Lu Ci's highly condensed wishful energy adhered to his hands, forming a glove that looked like a substance, coping with it with ease.

At the beginning of the sparring, both of them had reservations, they were probing each other, but they fought back and forth.

But this kind of scene didn't last long. Lu Ci, who was more experienced in the war capital, seized the opportunity and punched Tian Jinzhong's face with layers of azure brilliance!

boom! !

Tian Jinzhong turned upside down, half of the golden light used to protect himself was smashed, and he turned three or four somersaults on the school field, but the golden light was not completely broken, so he was not injured.

"Tian Daochang, be careful!"

Lu Ci moved his feet and was about to pounce on him.

Suddenly, an extremely strong qi appeared out of thin air.

He hurriedly turned his head, and saw the edge of the school grounds, above the altar, a huge gust of qi descended out of thin air as if from somewhere.

In front of the altar, Zhang Zhiwei stepped on Yu steps, held a big sword, and shouted wildly:

"Give you the Sword of Destiny and Jade Mansion...Give you the Yin-Yang Qi Hunyuan Armor...Give you the Wind Chasing and Lightning Cloud-Treading Boots...and give you one thousand golden soldiers and eight hundred wind soldiers..."

Zhang Zhiwei held the Dafa sword and made gestures and gestures. Every time he swung the sword, a very strong qi attached to Tian Jinzhong's body.

And Tian Jinzhong, who was beaten into the air and looked a little embarrassed, immediately stood up as if he was helped by God.