Chapter 105 Two Live Treasures

In a blink of an eye, it was the day when Xiaopang and Shui Jing fought to the final battle. On this day, the wind was sunny and the cloudless. Xiaopang drove the flying sword to the competition venue and saw that he couldn't faint on the spot.

I saw that there were already a crowd of people, surrounding the competition venue that was hundreds of feet apart was airtight. Not only were they elites in the inner sect, but even the outer sect disciples, there were hundreds of people in total. Obviously, they were specially called in to watch the battle by some people, otherwise they would not even have the qualifications to get close to the inner sect.

When Xiaopang saw this posture, he knew that 80% of people from the Fire Dragon Taoist were ignoring him. They clearly wanted everyone to see their jokes!

Although Xiaopang was unhappy, this competition was of great importance. He could not retreat at the last minute. He could only fall down depressedly and stand alone in the field, allowing the large group of people around him to comment on himself like a monkey.

"Wow! It was this guy who defeated that perverted witch Mu Zirong?"

"So fat, and not handsome, and it seems that its strength is not strong, so it can barely achieve the qualification to enter the competition. How could such a guy defeat Miss Mu, who has the Green Shadow Divine Sword?"

"It is said that he seems to have a perverted iron bell. Miss Mu takes the Yuangui Dan, and the power of the Green Shadow Divine Sword, he failed to hurt a hair, and eventually became obsessed with it!"

"Is that so? Didn't you see him take out that clock?"

"Maybe it's put away, so there's no reason for this kind of treasure to be revealed at any time. However, although his iron clock is sharp, he is afraid he is not an opponent when facing Miss Shui Jing, the best expert in the door!"

"Not necessarily, Miss Shui Jing is just a water-based artifact. Her attack power is obviously not strong. She can only see the opponent's weaknesses, so she will never be in trouble. But this time, this time, this treasure of Song Zhong is a magic weapon that can protect the whole body. I'm afraid Miss Shui Jing can't do anything, right?"

"Tsk, even Mu Zirong and the others have a magic weapon. Miss Shui Jing is so strong, how could she not give her good things? I guess she must have a high-quality magic weapon in her hand, but her opponent was too weak before, so no one knew it!"

"Haha, I'm afraid I'll take it out this time. We have a good show!"

"Hehe, I have to thank the Senior Brother Song Zhong. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have been able to get in! Having said that, Senior Brother Song is now the longest-faced one among our outer disciples. I also hope he can create miracles and clean up the so-called elites in the inner disciples!"

"That's right, those bastards in the inner sect are so angry. They are arrogant and vicious, and they don't even treat us as human beings. It's time for someone to stand up and teach them a lesson!"

Xiaopang stood there, listening to the lowly discussions of the people around him, and couldn't help but smile in his heart: "I was just forced to teach Mu Zirong a lesson. As for the example of the outer disciples resisting the inner elites? These guys arranged me like this to force me to death!"

Thinking of this, Xiaopang couldn't help looking around for a few times. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he found that the monkey was also mixed with the outer disciples, looking at him with a worried look on his face.

Seeing this, Xiaopang immediately smiled slightly, nodded at the same time, indicating that he was fine. The monkey then showed a little smile, but the worry was still not completely eliminated.

And at this moment, there was a little riot in the crowd. The group of people brutally lined up the disciples around and came to Xiaopang in front of him in a swagger.

Seeing this, Xiaopang frowned slightly. When he saw this, he knew that someone was coming to find trouble. But he was not worried. Anyway, at the scene of this competition, the other party would definitely not conflict with him openly. That would be like intervening in a normal competition, which would definitely cause displeasure from the top leaders. Even if they have different identities, they would be scolded heavily. Therefore, these guys would only sarcastically. Xiaopang is not afraid of this, isn’t it just a bickering? Who is afraid of whom? So Xiaopang just watched the changes and looked at the group of people opposite him coldly.

There were about a dozen people in this group. It was obvious that the two young men in front of them were the leader in gorgeous clothes and handsome appearance. Although the others had good cultivation, they all looked slack and disgusting. Xiaopang directly ignored the followers and just carefully observed the two young men.

These two are green and yellow. They are all Confucian robes woven from top to top silk silk, and have been refined by Taoism. They are strongly defended magic weapons. In addition to this piece of clothing, they also have many pendants, several jade pendants, several magic rings, and magic weapons and jade rings on the corners of their clothes. These are good magic weapons and each has functions. Usually, they only wear one of them, but these two people are good, each of them three or five, making them full of dazzling jewels!

However, this outfit looks extremely vulgar. However, they obviously do not have this awareness and feel very good. They stand upright and sway while walking, swaying their rings, thinking about the bells, fearing that others will not see them.

With a flat face, the two of them came to Xiaopang arrogantly. The guy in yellow first grinned his teeth and sneered, then glanced at Xiaopang up and down with disdainful eyes, and then said sarcastically: "You kid, is Song Zhong?"

"That's right!" Xiaopang responded lightly.

"Tsk, 'Send to the end'? What's the name of this?" The guy in yellow immediately mocked loudly: "It's fine if you are ugly, why is it so ugly to name a name?"

"That's it!" The guy in green clothes followed and mocked: "Your main idiot can stay in our Xuantian Villa. That's really a shame in the door! If I were you, I would have hit you one head long ago, so I would not be embarrassed!"

"Haha!" After saying that, he and his group of friends burst into laughter.

Seeing the other party being so rude, Xiaopang was also secretly angry. However, although he was angry, he did not show any signs on his face. He just asked lightly, "The name below is not very good, I just don't know the names of the two honorable surnames, but it's not embarrassing to see them?"

"Nonsense!" The guy in yellow shouted immediately: "Little ones, tell this idiot, my font size!"

"Little fat man, listen!" A guy who looked like a follower immediately stood up and said with a complacent look: "This one is the Little White Dragon Li family son of Li Jinglong, known as the Jade-faced Little White Dragon, and the other is the Zhang Qingjiang, known as the Unparalleled Sword God!"

When the two young men heard their names, they were chanted with great pride, and their faces shone on their faces and looked complacent. The followers were all very proud and all gave their thumbs up to express their praise.

But after hearing this, Xiaopang turned around and left without saying a word.

The guy in yellow was anxious when he saw it and shouted hurriedly: "Boy, why are you doing?"

"I'll find a place to vomit!" Xiaopang said without looking back.
Chapter completed!