Semifinal: Wu Tong VS Zhang Chulan

So Wu Tong, who didn't understand women, had to change her mind again. "Then... it looks good?"

"Okay, I knew it..."

Upon hearing Wu Tong's words, Feng Shayan was immediately enraged. She snorted coldly, got up from the ground, and turned to walk down the mountain.

Watching Feng Shayan's indignant departure, Wu Tong was completely baffled and was about to go up and persuade her.

But as soon as he took a step, Wu Tong was suddenly awakened, and his previously muddled mind gradually cleared up.

Wait a minute! What happened to him just now? Was he possessed?

Does he need Feng Shayan to tell him what he wants to do?

Thinking of this, Wu Tong, regaining her senses, couldn't help but cover her face with her hand.

He actually had a PTSD attack because of something Feng Shayan said earlier, and unconsciously put himself in his past life.

'Damn it, I've already been reborn, why would I let myself suffer like this?'

Although he Feng Shayan have a good relationship, it is still only at the stage of exchanging benefits.

After all, you can't expect Feng Shayan to fall completely in love with him in just a few days, can you?

That's unrealistic!

Feng Shayan has now given herself to Wu Tong and has a high regard for Wu Tong, but this does not mean that Feng Shayan has completely fallen in love with Wu Tong.

This means that the relationship between the two is not yet that good.

Only...

Since we're still in the stage of exchanging benefits, how dare this girl give her client a hard time?

Has this girl been getting a little too outrageous lately? She actually dares to get jealous?

Little Sunflower Dad's Classroom is in session: What to do when a woman is being difficult? Plow the field for a while and she'll be fine.

Having fully regained his senses, Wu Tong watched Feng Shayan's departing figure and narrowed his eyes slightly. "It seems it's time to teach this little girl a lesson."

Then, Wu Tong flashed and appeared behind Feng Shayan.

Wu Tong reached out and put his arm around Feng Shayan's waist. With a strong push, he hoisted the jealous, cold-faced woman onto his shoulder.

Then, without hesitation, Wu Tong swung his right hand in a wide arc and slapped the round object in front of him.

Snap—

A crisp sound instantly unleashed a dazzling, turbulent wave.

What followed was Feng Shayan's frantic struggle, and a shy question:

"Wu Tong, what do you want to do?"

"...Dry."

Wu Tong simply replied with one word to Feng Shayan's question.

Then, feeling Feng Shayan writhing wildly and restlessly on his shoulder, Wu Tong raised his hand and slapped her again:

"Quiet down."

After saying that, he took the now quiet Feng Shayan and disappeared into a luxurious suite in a hotel.

Immediately afterward, Wu Tong threw Feng Shayan onto the bed without saying a word, and then pressed himself against her without saying another word.

What followed was, of course, a fierce storm.

The experience is something that cannot be explained to outsiders.

After the storm subsided, Wu Tong transformed his spoiled and willful girlfriend Feng Shayan, into a docile and obedient wife who listened to him completely.

Afterwards, Wu Tong held the now quiet Feng Shayan contentedly and fell asleep.

Nothing more was said that night.

Vertical day.

The back of Mount Longhu.

Arena.

The Arena was bustling with activity today. Apart from those who had already left or were unable to attend due to other matters, almost all the other Outsider had come here.

At this moment, the Arena was absolutely packed with people, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was bustling with activity.

Not only were the stands in the Arena packed, but even the open space outside the Arena was now completely surrounded by people.

Everyone was chattering about today's match, their words so intense and sharp that even some people who weren't usually talkative couldn't help but join in.

Beside them, some Daoist priests from Mount Longhu were struggling to maintain Order while also expressing their understanding of the people's agitation.

After all, today's match is the final battle of this Grand Rite of Luo Tian.

Morning:

Semifinals:

Zhang Chulan VS Wu Tong.

Gu Ruoli VS A-Huan.

After the morning's battles conclude, the finalists for the afternoon's competition will be determined.

It's perfectly normal for these people to be excited as this crucial moment approaches.

After all, not to mention this group of people, even these Daoist priests who are indifferent to fame and fortune are very nervous about the upcoming competition.

There's nothing I can do if I'm not nervous.

They are indifferent to fame and fortune, but that doesn't mean they don't value the reputation of their Mount Longhu.

As the host of this Grand Rite of Luo Tian, Mount Longhu Mount Longhu only had one disciple, Zhang Chulan, who Bu Yao Bi Lian, enter the finals.

The others were not from Mount Longhu.

If they lose, Mount Longhu will lose face big time.

Therefore, these Daoist priests from Mount Longhu are paying close attention to today's competition.

After all, this was a battle that concerned the dignity of Mount Longhu.

Therefore, even though the one competing today is that disgrace of Mount Longhu, they can only come to cheer him on, no matter how unwilling they are.

In the field.

With a word of silence from the chief referee, Rong Shan, on the referee's stand.

Immediately, people both inside and outside the venue gradually stopped talking.

At this point, people were no longer satisfied with just discussing the matter; compared to meaningless speculation, the upcoming match was what they were more interested in.

At this moment, everyone present eagerly turned their attention to the two figures standing opposite each other in the Arena.

Those were two figures that gave completely different impressions.

One is so despicable that you want to beat him to death, while the other is so handsome that he can drive all women crazy.

The two people standing there were none other than the participants in this competition:

Zhang Chulan, a contestant from Mount Longhu, Bu Yao Bi Lian.

And the dark horse of this competition, Quanxing Killer Machine, Wuchang Wu Tong.

At this moment, Wu Tong stood in the arena, looking at Zhang Chulan not far away opposite him, and recalled the experiences of the past few days, feeling Infinite emotions.

Time really flies.

Before we knew it, the Grand Rite of Luo Tian had come to an end.

Wu Tong has played a total of five matches in the past few days, and this semi-final will be Wu Tong sixth match.

However, barring any unforeseen circumstances, this will be Wu Tong's last match.

Apart from the first two matches, Wu Tong's opponents in the remaining three matches were the adorable Hu Tao, the silly Wang Bing, and the not-so-great but very pretentious Tsukasa Kadoya.