"Don't dream. Learning this kind of Xiao Zhou Tian Plum Blossom Yi Shu has extremely high requirements. In addition to the necessary talent for cultivating immortals, one must also be extremely smart, have a photographic memory, and have extremely strong mental arithmetic skills. Such a child prodigy is hard to come by once in a thousand years!" Hong Ying then said depressedly: "In fact, when I was young, my parents also introduced me to Sister Shui Jing's master. Unfortunately, I was stupid and had a headache when I saw those complicated arithmetic. As a result, I lost the chance to practice Xiao Zhou Tian Plum Blossom Yi Shu!"
"Forget it!" Xiaopang originally wanted to find an opportunity to practice Xiao Zhou Tian Plum Blossom Yishu, but after hearing what Hongying said, he gave up. Then he let it go and asked with a smile: "Junior sister, what do you want to see me for?"
"Oh, if you hadn't told me, I would have almost forgotten!" Hong Ying then fiddled with the corner of her clothes and said shyly, "I want to eat grilled fish again!"
It turned out that when Xiaopang was with Hongying, he secretly grilled fish because he was greedy, and was discovered by her. Eyeless fish and spirit mushrooms are indeed the most delicious food in the world, and they conquered the little girl at once. So, she came to eat every few days.
Although Xiaopang was very particular about his food, Hongying really moved him, and coupled with the kindness of the dean and his wife, he never had the heart to refuse her request. This time was no exception. Seeing that Hongying was a little shy, he couldn't help but smile slightly, and then said, "Let's eat here, or go to a better place?"
"Let's go to the back mountain, the back mountain!" When Hong Ying heard Xiao Pang agreed, he jumped up and down and said, "I went to the back to play yesterday and found a good place. There is a kind of pheasant there. It looks delicious! Let's try it this time!"
As she spoke, she summoned her own Cloud-Winged Tiger, jumped up, and shouted, "Come quickly!" As she spoke, she took off impatiently.
Seeing this, Xiaopang had no choice but to ride on his Tiger and chase after him.
Time flies, three days passed in the blink of an eye, and today it was time for the competition again.
In the morning, somewhere in the back mountain of Xuantian Villa, Mu Zirong and a Jindan cultivator stood above an open space, quietly waiting for Xiaopang to arrive.
At this time, many people came to other places one after another, many of them came to watch the fight. Only here, there were only two of them. All the disciples who wanted to watch the fight were scared away by Mu Zirong's murderous eyes.
Compared to Mu Zirong's murderous aura, the Jindan monk sent to be the referee was somewhat helpless. Originally, with his status, he should have been the last to appear, but now, he was forced to be pulled over in advance by Mu Zirong, who was eager to teach Xiao Pang a lesson, and had to wait for the arrival of a low-level disciple. How embarrassed was he? If he hadn't been intimidated by the power of the Fire Dragon Taoist, he would have even wanted to chop Mu Zirong to pieces!
Just when the two were getting impatient, a golden light finally appeared in the sky, and then a Taoist priest in green clothes, who was as strong as a giant bear, appeared in the field. This person had a resolute face, bronze skin, and looked extremely strong. However, he looked simple and honest, but his big eyes were always flashing with cunning. This person was the fat boy who had just arrived.
Seeing Xiao Pang coming, Mu Zirong's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and she cursed directly: "Fatty, you finally come to die!"
"Wrong!" Xiao Pang smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and a two-foot-high iron bell appeared in his palm. At the same time, he smiled and said, "Actually, I'm here to give Senior Sister a bell (to send her off at the end of her life)!"
Mu Zirong almost died of anger when she heard this. She immediately yelled in anger, "You want to kill me?"
When the Jindan cultivator saw that Xiaopang spoke too rudely, he couldn't help but frown and stared at him with great dissatisfaction.
Xiao Pang didn't care and said with a smile: "Senior sister, you are of noble status. Even if I have ten thousand guts, I wouldn't dare to take your life!"
After hearing what Xiaopang said, the Jindan cultivator's expression eased a little.
But Xiao Pang continued, "However, Senior Sister's journey to the competition this time will be ended by me! This can be considered another form of farewell, right?"
"How shameless!" Mu Zirong couldn't help but yelled, "With your fat body and a broken clock, you still want to beat me? This is ridiculous!"
"Hehe, my strength is indeed low, and I'm not that good either! But maybe Senior Sister likes someone like me, so she might let me do it on purpose!" The fat guy teased with a sly grin.
"Bullshit, I just like to chop you into paste!" Mu Zirong said angrily.
"Really?" Xiao Pang smiled and said, "If that's the case, then let's make a bet! I dare say that you, Senior Sister, will never have the heart to hurt me! If you hurt me, I would rather admit defeat and commit suicide on the spot to apologize!"
Mu Zirong almost fainted on the spot after hearing what Xiao Pang said. At this moment, she was already furious and almost unconscious. She didn't even consider why Xiao Pang dared to say that. She just shouted, "Okay, okay, you fat bastard. I'm going to make a bet with you today. If I can't chop you to death soon, I will be your slave in the future without any complaints!"
"Well, let's make it a deal!" Xiaopang said with a sly smile. At the same time, he thought to himself, 'Haha, you are indeed a brainless idiot. I want to see what you will do after you lose.'
Mu Zirong was already on the verge of exploding. She could no longer suppress her eagerness to kill Xiao Pang. She could not wait for the official start of the competition and directly yelled at the Jindan referee, "Why don't you announce the start soon?"
Although it was not the stipulated time yet, facing the nearly frantic Mu Zirong, the Jindan cultivator was a little nervous and did not dare to provoke her too much. He could only smile bitterly and said, "Then you guys start!"
As soon as the Jindan referee finished speaking, Mu Zirong immediately summoned the Qingying Divine Sword. Thousands of sword shadows that were more than ten feet long appeared in an instant. Then, under Mu Zirong's command, they pounced on Xiaopang like countless poisonous snakes, as if to cut him into pieces.
Facing the powerful attack of the magic sword, Xiaopang was not in a hurry. He just gently threw the big iron bell in his hand into the air. The next moment, the big iron bell suddenly grew to a height of 30 to 40 feet, with a diameter of more than 10 feet, and then fell directly on Xiaopang's head. With a loud bang, the big iron bell completely covered Xiaopang, and the bottom even smashed into the ground two or three feet deep.