Chapter 175

Zhang Xiaohua's opponent in this round seemed to be weaker than the previous rounds. He was also a little younger. In the previous rounds, he had lost more than he drew. He was probably the weakest in this group apart from Zhang Xiaohua.

In the eyes of Changge and Chen Chen, he should be able to defeat him in a few moves.

Unfortunately, the one on the field now was Zhang Xiaohua, not a female disciple of Mingcui Hall.

As a result, the same situation as the previous round appeared in the competition on the field.

Although the disciple of Kittyhawk Hall was the weakest, his fist technique, palm technique, and internal force were all remarkable. The most important thing was that his lightness skill was also good. In this situation, Zhang Xiaohua could only sigh.

Alas, was this the legendary saying: Not weak when encountering the strong and not strong when encountering the weak!

Changge and Chen Chen had this thought in their hearts at the same time.

In this case, no matter what the outcome of the competition on the field was, the result had already been decided. Apart from the time it took to burn a stick of incense, the people in the audience really could not think of any other result!

Watching Zhang Xiaohua's fists on the field brutally punching here and there and his opponent using lightness skill to fly around, a phrase suddenly appeared in Changge's mind: A cow chewing on a peony!

Yes, a cow chewing on a peony.

It was Zhang Xiaohua, this cow, chewing on the peony that was the exquisite martial arts of Misty School.

The martial arts of Misty School were so wonderful. All kinds of fist techniques, palm techniques, lightness skills, and other martial arts were extraordinary, like a beautiful peony in full bloom. When facing an opponent like Zhang Xiaohua, he did not use the same moves to fight the enemy. Instead, he used his brute force and a set of fist techniques to rush forward and force the opponent to dodge everywhere. When he encountered martial arts that he could not deal with, Zhang Xiaohua only had one word: Dodge!

After dodging for a while, he immediately used his brute force and fist techniques to continue ravaging his opponent. This kind of barbaric competition was completely different from the competition of the other Young Eagle Hall disciples. If the others were competing through the blossoming of beauty, then he was displaying his strength through ravaging and destroying this beauty.

Other than a cow chewing on peony, he really couldn't think of a better word to describe Zhang Xiaohua's martial arts competition.

However, Zhang Xiaohua, this bull, truly had the strength to be called a bull. The strength of her arms was indescribable. Although there weren't many moves in the Big Dipper Magical Fist, there were only one hundred and eight moves, but in Zhang Xiaohua's hands, the ordinary became magical. Facing the various moves and techniques of the Young Eagle Hall's disciples, she countered each move with the same principle and did not fall into a disadvantageous position.

In fact, Changge and Chen Chen thought too highly of Zhang Xiaohua in their hearts. They had seen Zhang Xiaohua's amazing sword move and naturally thought that Zhang Xiaohua's martial arts were extraordinary, but they chose to forget it.

How long had Zhang Xiaohua been practicing martial arts?

How long had the disciples of the Misty School's Kitty Hawk Hall been practicing martial arts?

How many martial arts resources did Zhang Xiaohua have?

How many martial arts resources did the disciples of the Misty School's Kitty Hawk Hall have?

None of these could be compared!

Because all of these, compared to the tall one and the short one and the big one and the small one in the ring, people couldn't remember.

They could only feel that Zhang Xiaohua, who was taller than the others, was bullying the child opposite her. If Zhang Xiaohua won, then it should be, but if she didn't win, then it shouldn't be.

Was it necessary to win just because she was older and taller?

Of course not.

At least, Yu Deyi and Shangguan Yun, who were in the same square, weren't like this.

Shangguan Yun didn't need to be mentioned. She had lost three matches in a row yesterday, and today's two matches didn't seem to have improved. As for Yu Deyi, she had accumulated one point yesterday with two draws and one loss. She thought that she would be able to rise steadily today, but unexpectedly, she met a strong opponent as soon as she went on the stage. She also lost two matches in a row and even lost yesterday's points.

At this time, both of them drooped their heads like ostriches and shrank in the middle of a group of children.

Today's decadence was the opposite of yesterday's.

Yesterday, Shangguan Yun was abnormally decadent. He felt that it was a mistake for him to come here, but after last night's sleepless night, he truly recognized his own shortcomings. Although he had practiced martial arts for a few years in his hometown, he was still a wild fox and hadn't been taught seriously by others. In the Lotus Escort Agency's martial arts training center, although he had been taught seriously, studied seriously, and practiced diligently, it had only been a short time after all. Thus, he deeply understood that his losses were normal. If he won, it would be abnormal instead. He was fully prepared for today's loss. Losing two or three matches was something he could accept. After all, he couldn't compare to the group of talented children in the Misty School. His talent and resources were lacking.

Yesterday, while Yu Deyi was decadent, he also had a trace of excitement. After all, it was rare for him to have the opportunity to exchange pointers with a disciple from the Misty School, even if it was a commoner first rank disciple.

Yesterday's loss was just a moment of carelessness, or he had met an expert first. After a long night of rest, he was prepared to show off his skills today and beat him into a mess. Of course, it was inappropriate to bully the weak, but for the sake of his face, he couldn't care less. However, reality had taught him a solid lesson. Today's opponent was an expert, and yesterday's was just an appetizer.

Thus, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. Today's Yu Deyi was completely listless.

Since Yu Deyi and Shang Guan Yun had chosen the smaller accounts in the group, the third round of the competition had already begun when Zhang Xiaohua had just finished the second round of the competition.

There was still no miracle in the third round. Yu Deyi persisted for more than half the round, but in the end, he was forced off the stage by a series of attacks from his opponent.

Yu Deyi jumped off the stage in a sorry state. Standing on the ground, he turned his head to look at the proud young man on the stage. Obviously, that wasn't his stage. The one who let his hopes soar wasn't him, but the excited young man. Yu Deyi composed himself and looked down at the ground under his feet. It seemed that he had really come to the wrong place.

As if he had already decided on something, Yu Deyi raised his head. His eyes were clear, and on the stage, the other dancers had already shown a new style. Yu Deyi was a little reluctant, but he was also determined. He slowly walked to the front of one of the team leaders and whispered something. When the team leader heard it, he didn't show any surprise or abnormality. It was as if Yu Deyi's words were within his expectations.

After listening to Yu Deyi's words, the team leader nodded slightly and raised his head to look at the competition on the stage again. When Yu Deyi raised his hand to salute and prepared to leave, the team leader just waved his hand.

Yu Deyi left. He was very determined to leave this stage that didn't belong to him.

When he left the noisy crowd and walked towards the door, he heard someone calling him from behind. When he turned around, he saw that it was Shangguan Yun. Looking at Shangguan Yun's somewhat lonely expression, Yu Deyi smiled. He wasn't alone after all.

Just like that, the two contestants from the Lotus Escort Agency left. They waved their hands and didn't take away any of the clouds that had caught their attention. Presumably, for a long time after this, there wouldn't be anyone from the Lotus Escort Agency coming to participate in the Martial Arts Exhibition.

Yu Deyi and Shangguan Yun didn't talk about the Martial Arts Exhibition along the way. They also didn't have the mood to pay attention to or discuss the other wild card contestant, Zhang Xiaohua. Presumably, in their hearts, even someone of their level couldn't withstand a single blow. In their eyes, Zhang Xiaohua was like a country bumpkin. What could she do?

She would probably be shot down from the sky as soon as she went on stage.

The two of them only had one thought right now. What was that bastard Yu Lun thinking? He actually urged them to participate in some bullshit Martial Arts Exhibition and made them lose face. When they got back, the first person they would deal with would be him!

And Yu Lun, who was doing his best to flatter Fourth Master Wen, was sneezing incessantly. He was very puzzled as he asked himself, 'Last night at the Fragrance House, how could he have behaved himself? After all, the silver that Yu Deyi tipped him was spent sparingly!'

Not to mention that the two extras of the Martial Arts Exhibition had finally realized that they had completed their mission and forfeited. In the square of Kittyhawk Hall, the other extras didn't have any awareness of being a supporting character. He was very proud of himself as he bragged about his boxing skills to his sister who worshipped him.

In fact, if one were to talk about bragging, Zhang Xiaohua was a bit overboard. She didn't talk much, but she couldn't stand Chen Chen's incessant questioning. Zhang Xiaohua's Big Dipper Magical Fist was different from the current popular boxing skills, but it was also very similar. Chen Chen had also learned many of the moves. She was very curious as to how this somewhat mysterious young man in her heart could change the one hundred and eight moves into such a mess and yet still be so harmonious.

Unable to withstand the repeated questioning of this curious baby, Zhang Xiaohua really didn't know how she had pieced it together. She could only deal with it tiredly. Therefore, under Chen Chen's deliberate flattery, Zhang Xiaohua's tail was raised a little.

Could it be that she was really a legendary genius?

Unlike Chen Chen who kept talking, Changge next to him was silent. It was not that she didn't like to talk, but Chen Chen dominated Zhang Xiaohua, so Changge could only talk to Zhang Xiaohu. Changge didn't know much about Zhang Xiaohu, so she didn't know where to start. It was the same for Zhang Xiaohu. He knew nothing about Changge and couldn't find a topic to talk about, so there was an awkward silence.

Both of them were watching the competition on the ring attentively.

After watching for a while, Zhang Xiaohu frowned slightly. He leaned to Changge and asked, "Junior Sister Changge, oh, no, Changge, can you tell me about the martial arts moves of these two junior brothers on the ring?

After all, I just joined the sect and don't know the martial arts of the sect. If I can take this opportunity to learn about the martial arts of our sect, I think it will be beneficial for my future practice. "

Hearing this, Changge smiled slightly. She didn't like this awkward situation. Hearing Zhang Xiaohu's question, she also aroused her desire to be a teacher. She pointed to the contestants on the ring and told Zhang Xiaohu in detail about the moves of each contestant, as well as the advantages and disadvantages of the moves.

As a result, Zhang Xiaohu and Zhang Xiaohua enjoyed a memorable perfect afternoon for the first time in history.

When the sun was setting in the west, Zhang Xiaohua reluctantly stepped on the ladder again and made a business of trampling on other people's beautiful moves.

The result was naturally speechless. The people under the ring were also stupefied as they watched the candles burn out little by little. They had lost interest in watching the competition. What a joke! They had watched four such competitions. In the first one, they were still amazed, and in the second one, they could still appreciate it. But they couldn't stand the same few moves again and again. Who would be surprised by it?

Even when the two finished competing, the crowd was too lazy to applaud. It wasn't until Leader Chang announced that it was a draw that everyone resentfully dispersed.

Zhang Xiaohu and the other three left Fledgling Eagle Hall and walked to the fork in the road. Zhang Xiaohu naturally wanted to invite them to dinner together. In fact, when it came to dinner, it was just going to eat together in the dining hall. There were many disciples in the Misty School, so naturally there were many dining halls. For example, Mingcui Hall and Fledgling Eagle Hall all had their own dining halls. As for direct disciples like Zhang Xiaohu, they also had their own dining halls. However, Changge didn't give him this opportunity. She only said that it wasn't convenient for them to go to a direct disciple's dining hall. Moreover, he hadn't returned to Mingcui Hall for a day and had to hurry back to see the results of the competition. In short, there were many reasons that rejected Zhang Xiaohu's good intentions.

Zhang Xiaohu also didn't force them to stay. Everyone saluted and said goodbye.

When Changge and Chen Chen were far away, Zhang Xiaohu retracted his gaze. Then he slapped Zhang Xiaohua's shoulder and said with a smile, "Good boy, you actually lied to me yesterday."

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned. He touched the shoulder that Zhang Xiaohu had slapped and pretended to be in pain. He grinned and said, "Second brother, how did I lie to you yesterday?"

Zhang Xiaohu laughed and said, "You obviously didn't lose a single match yesterday. Why did you tell me that you lost?

I comforted you for a long time yesterday and didn't dare to mention the competition. If I had known that you were so strong that you could draw three matches in a row in front of our Misty School's disciples, I would have made a big fuss yesterday. "

Zhang Xiaohua also said with a smile, "I didn't say that I lost. I just said that I didn't win. But that doesn't mean that I lost. A draw doesn't mean that I didn't win, right?"

Zhang Xiaohu was stunned and said in his heart, "That's right. A draw doesn't mean that you didn't win. However, the difference between a draw and a loss is too big."

Then, Zhang Xiaohua said, "Moreover, I didn't win. This is a fact. It's not too late for you to be happy when I win tomorrow."

Zhang Xiaohu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He wanted to say to him, "Forget it. You've only practiced martial arts for a few days. How can you compare with them?"

But he didn't want to dispel his enthusiasm, so he had to say, "Well, let's see how good you are tomorrow. Don't draw again!"

Zhang Xiaohua patted his chest and said, "Second brother, let's see what I can do tomorrow."

How could Zhang Xiaohu believe that? It would be strange if there was a second word in addition to the first word tomorrow.

After a while, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly said, "Second brother, tomorrow is the last day of the Martial Arts Exhibition. I guess we'll have to go back to the Huan Xi Villa tomorrow night. It's still early today. I want to see Captain He and the others. They must be almost done today. What do you think?"

Zhang Xiaohu thought about it. Since Changge and the others had a lot of time to spend in the Kitty Eagle Hall today, He Tianshu and the others should also be done with the competition. So he nodded and walked in the direction of the pharmacy with Zhang Xiaohua.

Zhang Xiaohu naturally didn't know where the pharmacy was, but there was a path right under his nose.

After asking around, he found the pharmacy.

The location of the pharmacy was very strange. It was actually in the innermost part of the Misty Mountain Villa. It was a long journey from the Kitty Eagle Hall to the pharmacy. Along the way, he encountered many excited disciples. After all, it was a grand event that happened once a year. Many people had gained something. Moreover, many of the squares were dismantled. Presumably, they needed to be cleaned up after the competition.

Lanterns and torches were lit in every small courtyard and square. It must be another noisy and orderly night.

After walking for a long time according to other people's directions, there were fewer people. Then they came to a row of big blue walls. There was also a vermilion door that was wide open. There were several huge lanterns hanging in front of the door, shining on the golden words on the door: "Pharmacy".

Unlike the Kitty Eagle Hall, there were guards at the door of the pharmacy. The disciples who came in and out of the door had to verify their waist tags.

It was still early in the night, and there were many disciples coming in and out. Looking at their habitual expressions, it must be a routine.

Zhang Xiaohu brought Zhang Xiaohua to the door. When the guard saw that Zhang Xiaohu looked unfamiliar, he unconsciously became vigilant and went forward to stop them. Zhang Xiaohu did not find it strange and obediently showed his waist tag. Zhang Xiaohua did not have a waist tag and only handed over her Martial Arts Exhibition number. The guard carefully looked at Zhang Xiaohu's waist tag and asked a few detailed questions before returning it. However, after looking at Zhang Xiaohua's number, he shook his head and said, "This little brother, the Martial Arts Exhibition number only shows that you can participate in the competition. It does not show your identity. Do you have a waist tag?"

Zhang Xiaohua had an idea and patted her head. Didn't she still have the waist tag of Huan Xi Mountain Villa? Since the last time she returned to the villa, Qiu Tong gave her a waist tag and said that in the future, she did not need to take the waist tag from the guard to go out of the Huan Xi Mountain Villa. She had long forgotten about it. She had also heard from He Tianshu that she could enter the Misty Mountain Villa with the waist tag of Huan Xi Mountain Villa. How could she forget?

So she quickly found the waist tag of Huan Xi Mountain Villa and handed it over.

The guard took it and carefully looked at it. He smiled and said, "Little brother, you are here to participate in the Martial Arts Exhibition at Huan Xi Mountain Villa, right?"

Zhang Xiaohua quickly nodded and said yes.

But the guard still looked regretful and said, "This waist tag of Huan Xi Mountain Villa naturally allows you to enter our Misty School. Unfortunately, the pharmacy hall is an important place in the school. Other than the pharmacy hall's disciples and core disciples, others are not allowed to casually enter. Although little brother's waist tag can prove your identity, you can't enter."

When Zhang Xiaohua heard this, she became anxious and said, "Is the pharmacy hall very important?

I just want to see Captain He Tianshu, that's all. "

The guard still looked helpless and said, "It's not that I don't want to help you. Little brother, we do have this rule.

Unless you have a special permission tag issued by our pharmacy hall's elders or above, otherwise, even if He Tianshu comes to pick you up in person, it won't work. "

Zhang Xiaohua was depressed. She just came to see He Tianshu, Nie Xiao Er, and the others. Why was it so troublesome? Forget it, she'd better go back to her second brother.

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