Seeing the miserable state of that person, everyone present could not help but be shocked, even the Jindan cultivator's face changed, his brows wrinkled into a big pimple. His lips moved, as if he wanted to scold Mu Zirong, but in the end he still did not speak, just shook his head helplessly, and then used Taoism to help the poor child heal.
Mu Zirong didn't care at all, instead she looked at Xiao Pang provocatively with a sneer on her face. It was obvious that she would chop Xiao Pang into this state in the future.
Facing Mu Zirong's provocation, Xiao Pang was slightly surprised, but his expression remained calm. He just smiled and asked, "Are you planning to treat everyone who fights against you like this?"
"Haha, you're right!" Mu Zirong laughed wildly without caring, "Especially you, I will take special care of you!"
Originally, Mu Zirong thought that after saying this, Xiao Pang would be scared and even beg for mercy. But she didn't expect that Xiao Pang suddenly showed a sly smile on his face, as if some of his tricks had succeeded. This made Mu Zirong suspicious and she secretly questioned whether she had been fooled by this fat guy.
Just when Mu Zirong was puzzled, a contestant suddenly said palely to the Jindan cultivator who had just been treated: "Senior, I suddenly caught a cold and cannot participate in today's battle, so I can only apologise and give up!"
After saying this, he hurriedly bowed deeply to the Jindan cultivator, and then ran away as if escaping.
The Jindan cultivator was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, the remaining cultivators also found excuses to give up. Their excuses were so lame that they said they had a stomachache or diarrhea! How could a cultivator above the tenth level of Xiantian have such a minor illness? They were clearly looking for excuses to escape from the battlefield!
What surprised everyone the most was that even the earth-type sword cultivator who had already won once, also said very firmly that he did not want to continue the competition. And he ran away as soon as he said it, fearing that he would be rejected by the Jindan cultivator.
Thus, in the blink of an eye, only Xiaopang, Mu Zirong and the Jindan monk were left in the entire venue. Mu Zirong finally understood why Xiaopang was grinning, as the other party was clearly using Mu Zirong's might to scare away other competitors.
You know, this group competition is a single round-robin elimination match. With only one spot to qualify, if they want to get into the top ten, they will definitely meet Mu Zirong, sooner or later. After seeing Mu Zirong's almost crazy performance, how dare they fight this pervert?
If they didn't fight Mu Zirong, they wouldn't be able to advance, which meant they wouldn't get anything. Those people naturally didn't want to fight to the death until the end, only to get nothing and be chopped into a bloody mess by Mu Zirong. It was under such circumstances that they gave up one after another.
As a result, Xiaopang, the only one who did not give up, won without a fight and successfully entered the next level of competition. Although he would face Mu Zirong directly in the next match, it was a matter of time anyway, so it was not worth worrying about. The most important thing was that at least Xiaopang could avoid this battle. Although he was confident of qualifying, his opponent was at least at the 12th or even 13th level of the innate realm.
It will definitely not be easy to get to the next page, and the best result is to win without fighting.
Mu Zirong was furious when she saw that she was actually being used by the fat guy. She couldn't help but curse, "These spineless bastards!"
Seeing this, the Jindan cultivator could only announce with a smile: "Today's competition is officially over. The two of you have advanced. Come here again in three days for the final battle. This battle will decide who advances!" After saying that, he wanted to fly away directly.
Mu Zirong immediately yelled, "No, I can't wait three days. I'll fight today!"
"This" Jindan cultivator did not dare to offend this lady, so he could only look at Xiaopang with a bitter face, meaning to ask for his opinion.
How could Xiao Pang do what Mu Zirong wanted? Although they would have to fight sooner or later, why not do it if he could anger her once? So he shrugged and said, "Senior Sister has already fought once. If she fights me again, it would be unfair for me to win."
"Bullshit, you can beat me?" Mu Zirong was immediately furious and asked, "What kind of beautiful dream are you having?"
"Then I don't care. Anyway, we can't fight today!" Xiao Pang said nonchalantly: "Senior, the sect has already made a rule that the next match will be held three days later. I believe no one can ignore the sect rules and force others to fight, right?"
The Jindan cultivator rolled his eyes and thought, you've brought up the sect rules, what else can I say? Helplessly, he could only nod and say, "Okay, let's fight again in three days!" After saying that, he didn't dare to look at Mu Zirong at all, and directly drove the flying sword and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
Seeing this, Mu Zirong was furious and wanted to attack the fat boy. However, the fat boy flew to the nearby field a few miles away. The distance of a few miles was just a flash under the speed of the flying sword. Mu Zirong had no time to stop him. She could only watch the fat boy and a group of spectators mixed together. There was a Jindan cultivator as the referee. Mu Zirong did not dare to attack him in public. In desperation, she could only stamp her feet in hatred and said to herself: "Fatty, I will tear you into pieces in three days!" After that, she left angrily.
Seeing Mu Zirong disappear into the sky, Xiaopang wanted to go back. But at this moment, he heard a conversation between the audience around him, which immediately aroused his great interest, and he took back the steps he was about to take.
"Look, it's Miss Shui Jing and Shui Yue who are going to die!"
"Miss Shui Jing? I heard she is the best among the inner sect elites!"
"Not only in the inner sect, but even in the entire Xuantian Courtyard, she is the strongest among the younger generation. Although she is still in the Xiantian realm, some seniors have said that her strength is not inferior to that of a foundation-building cultivator!"
"Is she really that amazing? Isn't she only 20 years old this year?"
"What do you know? Miss Shui Zhongyue's strength is recognized by everyone in the sect, otherwise she would not be elected as the seeded player in the first group!"
After hearing this conversation, Xiaopang couldn't help but develop a strong interest in Miss Shui Jing. Although he had never met her, he had already heard of her name.
Just because she was only 20 years old, she had surpassed many inner sect elites in their thirties and forties and became the top innate master, which showed how powerful she was. Xiaopang also learned a lot about this person from others.