Under One Person: This Young Master is Not Good at Fists and Kicks
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[Invincible Style] [Daily Style] There is a "strange" man in the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain. He is Zhang Lingyu's most respected senior brother, and the most deeply hidden disciple of the old Heavenly Master Zhang Zhiwei. But his biggest hobby is not practicing Qi or cultivating Taoism, but finding a warm bluestone and basking in the sun. There are rumors in the alien world that the mysterious young uncle in Longhu Mountain, although he has a high seniority, is lazy all day long and has never been seen taking action. He must be a civil Taoist priest who cultivates his moral character. Facing heroes from all walks of life who came to challenge him, Zhang Xiuyuan always didn't bother to raise his eyelids, waving his hands with a sincere expression: "Zhang Xiuyuan is a poor man. He has a weak constitution and is not good at boxing and kicking. If you want to do physical work like fighting and killing, you can find my junior brother Lingyu." Until Luotian Dajiao, all the people attacked the mountain. The Taoist priest who claimed to be "not good at fists and kicks" stood lazily in front of the Tianshi Mansion. He raised his hand gently, golden light fell to the ground like a blazing sun, and thunder washed the world like a blue dragon. With just one breath, all the invading enemies fell to their knees. Looking at Zhang Chulan who was dumbfounded and doubting his life, Zhang Xiuyuan blew on the remaining arc on his fingertips and explained innocently: "What are you looking at? It's been said that I'm not good at fists and kicks... So I can usually use thunder to smash them into pieces, but I won't do anything. It's so tiring." [Old Heavenly Master: This disciple is crazier than me] [Zhang Lingyu: Senior brother, please stop exposing yourself and go down the mountain]
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Official(36)Scraped 1mo ago
He is basically a cloud writer
I originally thought that the protagonist was a time traveler, so I kept Zhang Lingyu's virginity, and also taught Zhang Lingyu the little white bug. I didn't know the plot of the co-author. How could Zhang Lingyu be able to use the little white bug developed by Zhang Chulan himself? . . Even if Zhang Lingyu develops thunder methods, it is impossible to call him a name like Xiaobai Chong and take such a vulgar route. . .
Tucaolou
Don't create a new account. If you want to complain, you can post it here. I will read it every day. Don't post two-star reviews. I'm here to beg you (T＿T)
There is a problem
Man, how could a Taoist priest who was lazy and a little bit bad-tempered at the beginning write about how he could become an invincible saint mode by going down the mountain? It made me feel a little helpless and a little separated. It makes me feel uncomfortable.
Author, do you have kidney deficiency? Watch it for a while and then disappear?
I thought it was something, but then, I met Xia He again, and then I pretended to be innocent and ended up going to bed at night.
Stop whoever comes
28 chapters, 68,000 words, wait until he doubles it ten times before coming back
No, what did you write, buddy? Who will read if there is so little written? Recommended by a friend, it's pretty good. Damn, there's so little written about it. I'm so confused.
They all look good at the beginning! Hold on and don't collapse again
Author, I order you to update 10 chapters a day😴 I know this is difficult, but this is an order! ! !
Is there multiple heroines? Who is the author? Who is the heroine?
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Official(36)Scraped 1mo ago
He is basically a cloud writer
I originally thought that the protagonist was a time traveler, so I kept Zhang Lingyu's virginity, and also taught Zhang Lingyu the little white bug. I didn't know the plot of the co-author. How could Zhang Lingyu be able to use the little white bug developed by Zhang Chulan himself? . . Even if Zhang Lingyu develops thunder methods, it is impossible to call him a name like Xiaobai Chong and take such a vulgar route. . .
Tucaolou
Don't create a new account. If you want to complain, you can post it here. I will read it every day. Don't post two-star reviews. I'm here to beg you (T＿T)
There is a problem
Man, how could a Taoist priest who was lazy and a little bit bad-tempered at the beginning write about how he could become an invincible saint mode by going down the mountain? It made me feel a little helpless and a little separated. It makes me feel uncomfortable.
Author, do you have kidney deficiency? Watch it for a while and then disappear?
I thought it was something, but then, I met Xia He again, and then I pretended to be innocent and ended up going to bed at night.
Stop whoever comes
28 chapters, 68,000 words, wait until he doubles it ten times before coming back
No, what did you write, buddy? Who will read if there is so little written? Recommended by a friend, it's pretty good. Damn, there's so little written about it. I'm so confused.
They all look good at the beginning! Hold on and don't collapse again
Author, I order you to update 10 chapters a day😴 I know this is difficult, but this is an order! ! !
Is there multiple heroines? Who is the author? Who is the heroine?
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