The teenagers have not yet started practicing, so they call the duel between the two "martial arts competition". The news has long been spreading, but the competition has not started immediately.

Xin Youtao was busy consolidating the existing victory. In the next few days, more and more new children arrived, and the gifts piled in the middle of the courtyard decreased. The children around His Royal Highness were enough to form a small army.

During this period, Xiao Qiu thought about it and began to feel that the competition was meaningless and unnecessary. After all, he had no deep hatred with Xin Youtao. Even if he won the competition, he would not get any obvious benefits, and he could not recover his lost partners.

For Xin Youtao, this competition is very necessary.

Simple facts often have more powerful power. Xin Youtao successfully erased his cowardly experience in the forest. However, the "Dark Saner" sound when Xiao Qiu first met still became his lingering nightmare. Although no one dared to say it in public, in private, this nickname is widely circulated. After every new child receives a gift from the courtyard, the second thing is to inquire about the origin of "Dark Saner" everywhere.

Since most of Yelin Town has surrendered to the prince, most people do not believe in the rumors of "disappointing three times". However, Xin Youtao cannot let go of this matter, so he still has to cut off the last rumor through a competition to prove that he is definitely not the kind of coward who faints casually.

To understand this, Xiaoqiu tried to go to the dining room as late as possible to reduce the chance of meeting Xin Youtao. Erliang Shen Xiuwei no longer said "silly" at his suggestion. Fangfang rarely went to the study room. Occasionally took out a few books and taught the only two remaining students to read in Xiaoqiu's room.

Shen Hao moved to another room to live, and was depressed every day, and did not interact with anyone. The bone-forging fist, which was originally practiced smoothly, was also blocked. He was often ridiculed by Zhang Lingsheng in public, "It is either a natural source of Taoism, or there is a problem." This is a sentence he said every day.

Xin Youtao's two loyal followers often provoked Xiaoqiu and Erliang, but they did not get a response and stopped.

For a few days, Xin Youtao seemed to have forgotten the three dissidents in the museum, never made any trouble, and did not mention martial arts competitions, but the prince's idea was always different from that of ordinary people.

One day in early September, Shen Xiuming, Daliang, called his younger brother aside and whispered to him. Shen Xiuwei, Erliang, left his brother with a cold face and found Xiaoqiu, "After breakfast tomorrow, Xin Youtao will compete with you in the front yard. Brother Xiaoqiu, we can't give in anymore, we have to teach him a lesson."

Xiaoqiu has never relaxed. These days, he has practiced boxing harder than usual. Although bone-forging fist can only strengthen the body and cannot be used to fight, after being light and strong, he is more confident in defeating Xin Youtao: he remembers very clearly that the physique of Prince Xijie Kingdom is not special, and he is not even as good as that of an ordinary town boy.

Fangfang was originally firmly opposed to the competition, but Xin Youtao took the initiative to challenge. Naturally, she stood on Xiaoqiu's side and found many books to prove her initial view, "Look, there is a section here. The Nine Daotong had reached an agreement with the Holy Fu Dynasty a long time ago. In addition to selecting disciples and killing demons and demons, Taoists must not interfere in any disputes in the mortal world, and the Holy Fu Dynasty cannot interfere in all matters within the scope of the Taoist dynasty. The twelve vassal states surrender to the Fu Emperor, and of course they must abide by this agreement. Therefore, the Pangshan Daotong is independent, and the identity of the prince is actually not very useful here."

"What is useful are those bags and packages." Erliang Chen Xiuwei couldn't hide his contempt for the prince. "The princes have money, and even the Taoist throne of Pangshan can be bought."

"Don't treat Taoist Zhang as the Taoist throne of Pangshan." The more books Fang Fang reads, the more respect he respects the Taoist throne. "Strictly speaking, he is just a choreographer, and he doesn't even have an inner alchemy, so he can't represent the Taoist throne of Pangshan."

"Since that's the case, there's no need to be afraid. Brother Xiaoqiu, you must beat Xin Youtao hard tomorrow morning so that he will never dare to lie in public again." Chen Xiuwei raised his mind and went out to send a message to his brother: Xiaoqiu agreed to the competition.

There were only two people left in the room, and Fangfang whispered: "It's best not to cause trouble. We are here to practice Taoism, so we don't have to offend our fellow disciples."

"I know that I will beat him gently tomorrow and it won't be too embarrassing for him."

Fangfang laughed, "Don't be too careless. According to convention, the royal families of various vassal states rarely choose to practice Taoism. Since Xin Youtao has entered Pangshan, there may be something extraordinary. Moreover, he can use paper talismans. I haven't found out whether Pangshan allows the use of talismans, but you have to be careful."

"Don't worry, he has no clear head. I will take action first and prevent him from taking out the paper talisman."

Things were settled, and there were as many as fifty or sixty children in the museum. They had a root of Taoism, and some of them would become great Taoist priests in the future. However, they have not yet got rid of the preferences of ordinary children and are full of expectations for the excitement. An agreed-upon competition is enough to arouse everyone's emotions.

The next morning, Zhang Lingsheng supervised the children to practice boxing and immediately left the museum. He pretended not to know that something would happen today, but the villagers who delivered the meal could not go there until they had no more work to do, and then walked out of the door in disappointment.

Several children ran to close the yard gate, and the others formed a circle to leave a clearing in the middle. Xiaoqiu, Fangfang and Erliang Chen Xiuwei had already prepared, but Xin Youtao had not shown up for a long time.

"Didn't you agree to have a fight after breakfast? Where is the person?" Chen Xiuwei asked the other side loudly.

A young man replied: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist Xin has to practice the exercises for a while after breakfast. This is his habit."

"Pretending to behave." Chen Xiuwei whispered, "Brother Xiaoqiu, don't be ruthless later. I've been suffocated these days, so I'm waiting for today."

Xiaoqiu smiled, took off his straw hat and handed it to Chen Xiuwei. He had been away from herding for a long time and even his skin turned white, so he still couldn't throw it away.

Xin Youtao finally walked out of the room where he lived alone, and the crowd automatically gave up the passage. Today he was wearing a robe with a jade belt tied with a head of a bright pearly forehead. The ruby ​​in the middle made people dizzy. The sole of his feet was a pair of brand new leather boots. Judging from his appearance, it seemed that he was going to visit other noble men rather than compete with a rustic boy.

Xiaoqiu's clothes were similar to those of the farmers in Jinghu Village, including coarse cloth short clothes, long trousers, and a pair of cloth shoes under his feet. This was the standard clothing Pang Shan gave to new disciples, but most of the other children wore clothes given by the prince, and only a few people remained the same.

Xin Youtao casually chatted with his confidants, walked into the venue with a smile, pointed to the young man who was walking towards him and said, "This fellow Taoist is always spreading a ridiculous statement, meaning that I am a cowardly person as timid as a mouse. I didn't care, but someone told me that our Pangshan Taoist sect's most rules and letting a rumor survive is the greatest disrespect to our sect, so--" He sighed, as if this was a great violation of his wishes, "I had to use facts to end this ridiculous rumor."

Xiaoqiu was almost impressed by the prince in front of him. He was born weak and white, like a girl. When he talked about lies, his face did not blush and his heart would not be beating. The more people around him, the calmer he looked.

Xiaoqiu had nothing to defend himself. He never created or spread rumors. He had a clear conscience about it. "Come on." He said, and decided to fight quickly.

Xin Youtao's idea is the same as Xiaoqiu. He is a prince, and he cannot fight with a young man from a small frontier town to a difficult time.

Xiaoqiu took action first. He had never learned martial arts that could be used for actual combat, so he just had a simple tiger pounce. After nearly two months of boxing practice, his physique changed a lot, his movements were faster and his strength was more powerful. Even ordinary adults were unable to avoid this pounce.

Xin Youtao did not hide, and he even disdained to use the martial arts of ordinary people. Since he entered the Taoist sect, he certainly had to use magic.

He stretched out his right hand, still smiling on his face. Instead of looking at Xiaoqiu, he blinked at the audience beside him, and then a fireball that could be seen from his palms was flying out of his hand.

The fireball was hanging in the air. As soon as Xin Youtao's palm moved slightly, it changed its position and covered a large area of ​​airspace in front of his opponent.

The onlookers exclaimed in unison, and many even showed fear. After coming to the Jinghu Village Pavilion, they had some knowledge of Taoism and knew one thing very well. Without inner alchemy, there was no way to cast magic, and condensing inner alchemy was a very difficult thing. It would be impossible to achieve without the master's teaching and leadership.

Prince Xin Youtao did it, which meant that he was walking far ahead of everyone.

Fangfang and Erliang were even more shocked. Xin Youtao used paper talisman in front of them, with a clumsy posture and extremely poor accuracy. He made moves twelve times and did not hit the snake demon once. But this time he did not take out the paper talisman, nor did he make any special moves. He just stretched out his palm and fired a fireball, which could also control the direction of the fireball, which was incomparable to the time, and was more like a mature Taoist priest casting spells.

"Fangfang, haven't you said that spells are not allowed to be used casually within Pangshan?" Erliang Shen Xiuwei asked in surprise.

Fangfang was speechless. She had indeed seen such a rule, so she was more surprised by the scene in front of her than everyone else.

Xiao Qiu on the field didn't have time to think too much, so he hurriedly stopped and avoided the fireball that was chasing him, and suddenly turned from an attacker to a messy escapee.

Xin Youtao walked leisurely in the courtyard, followed Xiaoqiu, controlling the fireballs to block everywhere, and shouted: "Do you still claim that I can't beat an ordinary snake monster? Do you still want to spread rumors that I fainted? Mu Xingqiu, kneel down and confess his guilt!"

Xiaoqiu was dodging and retreating, but she couldn't get rid of the fireball. She stepped on a stone under her feet and fell down on her back. The fire ball came to her face.

Xin Youtao was so angry that she couldn't control her emotions anymore.

Amid the exclamation, Fangfang and Erliang Shen Xiuwei rushed up to rescue Xiaoqiu, but they could not stop the fireball.

Xiaoqiu subconsciously stretched out his right arm to block the approaching threat. Without even thinking about it, he pronounced the five words "wrong or weak" by his mouth.

The fireball stopped, only four or five inches away from Xiaoqiu's palm. It stopped, as if it had fallen into a tight net, and could not move no matter how hard it was.

The incident happened suddenly, and the bystanders did not react. Xin Youtao, the owner of the fireball, did not. He continued to rush up until he was close to the fireball and found something wrong. He stopped in a hurry, his feet were unstable for a moment and almost fell to the ground.

Xiaoqiu didn't expect that the spell would really have effect, and only he could feel the slight change in the air in front of him.

Fangfang and Erliang Chen Xiuwei helped Xiaoqiu up, and the moment he stood up, the fireball exploded, and sparks splashed everywhere, and the people around him were touched. To the onlookers, this looked like a trick made by Prince Xin Youtao.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, the timid and cautious children retreated step by step, while others wanted to join the battle group.

Chen Hao was standing at the outermost periphery, but at this time he became the front row. Seeing seven or eight teenagers rushing towards Xiaoqiu, Fangfang and Erliang Chen Xiuwei could no longer help him, and the depression and humiliation over the past few days erupted instantly.

"Damn it, I don't want my uncle anymore. I'm dizzy, I'm here!"
Chapter completed!