1915: C1915 You're a Big Bag of Straw

C1915 You're a Big Bag of Straw

You're a big bag.

"Eldest Brother's White Tiger Heaven Howling Art is truly admirable!"

"That's right! He was able to cultivate to the fifth stage in such a short period of time. He is indeed stronger than us."

"If Zhang Xing doesn't have a cultivation technique that is stronger than the Howling Heavenly Art, I'm afraid he will lose!"

"How could he have it? The Howling Heavenly Art was passed down by Lord Sect Master, and it's a Divine Grade cultivation technique as well."

"Zhang Xing is getting impatient. If another fifty or sixty years were to pass, he might have the qualifications to challenge Eldest Brother."

“……”

The other true disciples who hadn't been challenged discussed in low voices.

Vice Sect Leader and Mo Xi showed a praising look and nodded slightly as they looked at Yin Donglou.

Black Treasure didn't go and watch the battle. He just looked at the sky and the ground.

In any case, he just looked like he was suffering all over.

"Black Treasure, who do you think will win?"

Mo Xi also felt uncomfortable all over because of Black Treasure's hyperactivity.

No matter what the result of the battle between Zhang Xing and Yin Donglou was, neither of them would die.

Therefore, he had nothing to worry about.

He wanted to find a topic to talk to Black Treasure, so as to avoid making him feel uncomfortable.

"Of course it's my boss!"

Black Treasure opened his mouth without thinking.

As for the way he addressed Zhang Xing, he didn't really care.

Everyone in the White Tiger Sect knew that Zhang Xing was their boss. Apart from some formal occasions, he still liked to call him boss.

Mo Xi felt a little awkward when he heard this. He even felt that it was a little funny.

You, Vice Sect Leader, call your disciples' boss'. Those who didn't know would think that Zhang Xing was Master.

However, since Black Treasure was willing to call him, he couldn't care less.

"Oh? You have so much confidence in Zhang Xing?"

Mo Xi asked curiously.

"Wrong! It's not that I have confidence in boss, but boss is already so strong, invincible under the Godly State!"

Someone was chatting with Black Treasure. He stopped moving, turned his head around, and started chatting smugly.

"Old Mo, let me tell you this..."

Black Treasure opened his mouth and could not stop. He did not care whether Mo Xi liked to listen or not.

"Old Mo..."

Hearing Black Treasure's familiar way of addressing him, Mo Xi's face darkened. You are awesome, thick-skinned, admirable!2

They were chatting passionately. On the arena. The same thing happened.

Tiger Roar! Tiger Jump! Tiger pounce! Tiger's Roar!

Zhang Xing was forced four steps back by these four powerful attacks.

Yin Donglou smiled complacently.

This was only the beginning. Let's see how long you can retreat!

It wasn't that Zhang Xing didn't have the strength to fight back.

Instead, he wanted to see how powerful this so-called White Tiger Howling Heavenly Art was.

Seeing the arrogant expression on the faces of the ten great true disciples when they talked about the Heaven Howling Art, Zhang Xing was somewhat curious.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Xing shook his head and sighed.

"The cultivation technique is a good technique, but it's a pity. Sigh!"

"What's a pity? Don't always hide. If you're a man, then fight me face to face!"

Yin Donglou, who had been unable to attack for a long time, broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

He was originally calm, but after five minutes, he became a little impatient.

Zhang Xing didn't even move half a finger, and he didn't even hit Zhang Xing with half a finger.

He did not use much strength, but he still raised his speed to the limit. Zhang Xing was like the wind.

If you don't move, the wind won't move.

When you move, you can naturally feel the wind moving.

If it was said that the Obscure Eye White Tiger of the Heaven Howling Art roared out a bloody storm, then Zhang Xing was the wind.

Wind was everywhere, and nowhere was nowhere to be found!

If you are stronger, then he is stronger!

"Unfortunately, you are a big bag of straw!"

Zhang Xing shook his head and dodged another tiger claw with a flash.

"You..."

Yin Donglou didn't know how to retort. He was so angry that his face turned as red as a pig's liver.

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