Since there was a golden elixir monk guarding him around, even Mu Zirong only dared to whisper provocations, so Xiaopang didn't dare to make a big fuss, otherwise he would play into the opponent's hands, lose his grace, and be laughed at. So Xiaopang didn't get angry at all, he just said with a smile: "Actually, I think this look suits you very well, senior sister!"
"Fart!" After hearing the little fat man's teasing, Mu Zirong suddenly became furious. He didn't even care about the golden elixir monk, and just yelled: "You are worthy of being a fat man?"
When Mu Zirong shouted, everyone around them noticed, turned their eyes, and looked at them curiously. The golden elixir frowned and glanced coldly at the place.
Only then did Mu Zirong realize that she had gone too far and was really out of character. She hurriedly smiled at the people around her to signal that nothing was wrong here. When those people turned their eyes in confusion and continued to enjoy the sword cultivator's battle. But she angrily whispered to Little Fatty: "Damn Fatty, if you have the guts, don't surrender when you meet me later. I will definitely greet you well!"
"Of course I have the guts, and I also have the skills. If you don't believe me, try it yourself?" Xiao Pang replied with a lewd smile.
Mu Zirong was obviously not very good at swearing like this. She didn't understand what Xiaopang meant at all, she just looked confused. But the people around him had their shoulders trembling, and they could hardly help laughing. Although Xiaopang's voice is not loud, after all, there are high-level monks here, how can they not hear it? Even the golden elixir monk heard it, and he couldn't help but glared at Xiaopang fiercely, with no concealment of the murderous intent in his eyes. Obviously, if he wasn't concerned about the relationship between Xiaopang and the headmaster, he might just come over and take care of Xiaopang.
Seeing the expressions of the people around her, no matter how stupid Mu Zirong was, she knew that she was being teased by the fat man again. She suddenly turned red with anger and trembled all over. She was about to draw her sword and chop this annoying fat man to death.
But at this moment, the two monks fighting in the field shouted at the same time, each using their unique skills. Everyone only saw a giant earth-yellow dragon and thousands of golden sword lights colliding fiercely together. Although Tulong was constantly consumed by the golden sword light, he still rushed forward tenaciously, and finally hit his opponent hard, beating the gold-type sword cultivator until he vomited blood and was thrown away. Fortunately, the golden elixir monk took action in time, blocked the subsequent attack for him, and gave him another elixir. Only in this way can the other party's life be saved. But even so, it will take him at least a year or two to recover.
Although the earth-type sword cultivator defeated the opponent, looking at him panting, he was probably not feeling well, and he was afraid that he would not be able to recover in a short time. Fortunately, this kind of competition only happens once every three days. After this game, he can rest for three days, so don't be too anxious.
However, in the first battle on the first day, a master from the 12th level saw blood. This cruel reality still makes others a little scared, and they are even more worried about qualifying for this competition.
The golden elixir cultivator had no expression on his face. After announcing that the earth sword cultivator was promoted, he waved away the two of them. Then he wanted to designate the next opponent. Unexpectedly, Mu Zirong could no longer hold back, jumped directly into the field, pointed at the little fat man's nose, and said angrily: "Damn fat man, come out if you have the guts!"
Faced with such a provocation, Xiaopang didn't look at her at all. He smiled directly at the golden elixir monk and said: "With seniors sitting here, there is no reason for juniors to make decisions at will! Some people, don't think that there is someone behind your back. , you can stop looking down on your seniors!"
When the people around him heard this, they all couldn't laugh or cry. He said in his heart, this guy is so talented. He obviously doesn't dare to fight, but he still has some words to say. He even dragged his seniors into the water to act as a shield. There's something good to watch now!
Indeed, when Xiaopang said this, the Jindan monk was immediately in an awkward position. If he just agreed to Mu Zirong's request, wouldn't it be tantamount to being bullied by the innate disciples? Even if it's just for his own face, he can't do this
In fact, he was partial to Mu Zirong in his heart, but he was squeezed out by Fatty. So in desperation, he could only give Fatty a fierce look, and then coldly announced: "Mu Zirong requested. No, you do this!" As he said that, he pointed at a disciple next to him who was in the 13th Heaven Realm.
When Mu Zirong saw this, she was immediately angry and regretful. She knew that even if she had been more tactful when she spoke just now, she would have got her wish if she had asked the golden elixir monk for instructions first. Unfortunately, she messed up the matter because of her impatience.
However, now that the matter has come to this, there is no use regretting it, and she can only vent her anger on her opponent. She stomped her feet in hatred, then waved her jade hand, and a flash of green light appeared instantly. Even if the clear sword light was not activated, it reflected the surrounding area of a hundred feet into a green ocean. The powerful Yimu spiritual energy came from the sword that was less than three feet away, and waves of chills came, and everyone around him couldn't help but shudder.
This small green sword, about 3 feet long and only two fingers wide, with a unique shape, is Mu Zirong's magic weapon, the Green Shadow Divine Sword. It is said that this was the proud work of a Yuanying monk from our sect hundreds of years ago. It has been passed down to this day, and was finally given to Mu Zirong by Taoist Huolong.
As soon as the Green Shadow Divine Sword came out, Mu Zirong said nothing nonsense. With a flick of his wrist, countless green sword lights rushed towards the monk opposite him like a mountain. But the other party was unprepared at this time. Originally, he wanted to salute first and then start the fight. As a result, when he was saluting, someone took action.
By the time he came to his senses, the majestic sword light had already rushed down overwhelmingly. Unprepared, he could only summon a few magic weapons to resist. Unfortunately, no matter how powerful a magic weapon is, it is still a magic weapon and cannot be compared with a magic weapon at all. Under the powerful power of the Qingying Divine Sword, those magic weapons were all destroyed in just one encounter. Then, the sword continued to hit him directly.
Pity this disciple who has been practicing hard for decades and has reached the 13th level of innate heaven. He just let out a scream and was instantly devoured by countless sword shadows.
The Golden Core cultivator was also startled when he saw this, and hurriedly sent out a golden sword light to block it, and finally blocked the countless green sword shadows. As a result, after all the sword light disappeared, everyone saw only a bloody figure on the ground, with wounds several inches long all over his body. Although it is not fatal, the sight of hundreds of wounds spurting blood at the same time is really frightening!