Chapter 118 Song Xiaobao's Overlord Fist
The onlookers in the village all looked puzzled.
"Xiaowen, I still couldn't beat you, haha, but I didn't lose to you this time either. This fight was really fun!"
Xiaowen patted the dust on his body and stood up: "Xiaohu, you have already won. If we only talk about physical strength, I am not your opponent at all!"
Song Xiaohu looked at him and was stunned for a moment, then thought of something again, subconsciously shook his head and smiled bitterly.ωωw..net
"Xiao Wen, don't forget that we are just competing. If it were a life and death duel, I would still be defeated by you."
Xiaowen patted him on the shoulder: "Xiaohu, you are wrong. If it were me a year ago, I would never be able to withstand a single move against you today. As long as you continue to work hard, maybe you in a year's time,
It has become even stronger again!”
When Song Xiaohu heard this, he suddenly became enlightened and looked cheerful and confident.
"Xiaowen, you are right. I will continue to practice hard. Even if I really encounter a life-and-death duel between cultivators, as long as I become strong enough, there is nothing to fear!"
"Hey, hey, if you two are done fighting, please make way for me. Hehe, it's time for me, Song Xiaobao, to show off my power and manliness!"
Everyone, ladies and daughters-in-law, start cheering, screaming and shouting! Of course, this sentence is what I think in my heart.
Song Xiaobao couldn't wait, and also revealed his whole body. He looked even more powerful and domineering than Song Xiaohu, with iron-knotted muscles.
"Come on, Xiaobao, Xiaobao, you are the most handsome!"
First of all, Situ Bingling in the crowd shouted directly at Song Xiaobao, clearly acting like a nymphomaniac.
"Haha, our silly girl is the most discerning!" Song Xiaobao looked over with a proud face.
"Xiaobao, hehe, you have to be careful when I punch you!"
The Er Laizi was afraid of damaging Song Xiaobao, so he only used two points of strength and punched him with a fist as big as a sandbag!
"Well done! Uncle Lai Zi, let's punch each other to see whose fist is tough enough! Ha...!"
Bang…!
Song Xiaobao also punched out, but what happened next shocked everyone!
Er Laizi was blown away like a cannonball by Song Xiaobao's punch.
There was a loud bang, and Er Laizi hit the ground hard!
"Oh my god! Did I see it wrong? The second-rate son was punched away by Song Xiaobao!"
Song Erhe, who was in the distance, looked at his son and was stunned by the scene of such a powerful display!
Everyone ran over one by one, fearing that the scoundrel would be beaten badly!
"Uncle Lai Zi, are you okay, Uncle Lai Zi?"
"Bah, bah, bah, brat, I just let you use my strength. I didn't expect you to be so disrespectful to me. Next time, I'll beat you until you're full of teeth!"
Who knew that the second-rate scoundrel was okay? He spat out the dirt in his mouth. Feeling that he had lost his place as an adult, he stood up! He punched Song Xiaobao hard again!
"Uncle Lai Zi, haha, that's what I'm saying! You can't let it go this time, try your best, come on!"
Then bang... again!
"No way! The bad guy flew out again!"
Everyone was in disbelief again, because they saw the second-rate scoundrel, just like before, was blasted away by Song Xiaobao again!
Song Xiaobao hurried over again: "Uncle Lai Zi, I told you to try your best, but why do you always give in to me!"
"You bastard, what did you do? Get up quickly. Where has your usual might and domineering energy gone? It's okay if Xiaohu can defeat you. Now you can't even defeat Xiaobao, right? Get up quickly and keep fighting!"
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When looking at the second-rate man, his right eyelid was twitching, especially his right fist, but the burning pain was there, and he knew he was suffering in his heart.
He had tried his best just now, but to his surprise, he was still no match for Song Xiaobao. First he lost to Song Xiaohu, and today he lost to Song Xiaobao. He even wondered if he was getting better the more he practiced!
"Dad, mother asked me to call you home for dinner!"
At this moment, a five or six-year-old boy ran from a distance, it was Zhang Wenxiang, the son of Er Laizi.
The second-rate son was so excited when he looked at his son! What a great arrival for his good son! The father was just looking for a chance to escape and run away!
"Hahaha, okay, okay, my good son, daddy will go back to eat right now!"
"No fight, no fight, my precious son is calling me home for dinner!"
The second rascal pretended to be incomprehensible and looked at Song Xiaobao: "You are a good boy. Keep up your hard work, young man. Well, I am optimistic about you!"
After the second laizi finished speaking, he was afraid that someone would catch him again, so he quickly took his son and went home.
Everyone watching was confused.
Song Xiaobao stood blankly on the spot, wondering why he left like this, I haven't even warmed up yet!
Then he turned to look at Song Xiaohu on the other side: "Hey, brother, how about we make some gestures!"
Bang…!
Originally, the villagers felt that there was something lively to watch.
As Song Xiaobao and Song Xiaohu faced off, it was still the same as last time. After the two fought for several rounds, Song Xiaohu was directly beaten to the ground by Song Xiaobao and gave up on the spot!
Now everyone understood why the second-rate son went home in a hurry just now. He was so frightened by Song Xiaobao!
In the blink of an eye, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month passed.
In the early morning of that day, Song Xiaobao prepared some dishes from Ma Xiuyu's meat stall and carried a jar of wine. Pi Dian Dian came to see Yang Donglai. It happened that Wang Erni also came from Daliu Village.
Xiaowen already knew that Song Xiaobao wanted to learn how to draw spiritual talismans, and Yang Donglai directly agreed to let Song Xiaobao have time to come over.
But who would have thought that Song Xiaobao would straight up do this, and some of the older men also had a few drinks at noon.
Next, Yang Donglai prepared to let Wang Erni and Song Xiaobao learn everything, and they were very happy.
Then he handed over all the essentials for drawing magic talismans to the two of them.
First of all, both of them chose to learn to draw the Explosive Flame Talisman, which had direct and immediate lethality.
Yang Donglai also urged Erya Xiaowen to let the four of them study together.
Bang...bang!
"Hahaha, I finally succeeded!"
After countless failures and several days of study, Song Xiaobao finally successfully drew the first Explosive Flame Talisman.
I went directly to the back mountain to experiment, and looking at the explosion scene in the distance, I was already filled with ecstasy and excitement at my own results.
Wang Erni applauded happily for him, while Erya Xiaowen saw him like that, and at the same time she despised him fiercely.
Because Xiaowen had not had time to learn the teleportation talisman before, when he successfully drew it, he was no better than the excited Song Xiaobao at the time.
When Erya saw Xiaowen's expression, she also gave him a face full of contempt and threw it at him. Song Xiaobao and Wang Erni beside her were holding their stomachs and laughing.
Crack, crackle, crackle!
"Haha, brother-in-law, I've learned how to attract thunder! Yeah, I'm really great!"
Looking at the trunk of a big tree, it was split in half by the lightning talisman he drew, and Erya jumped up and down with joy.
Snap!
"Yang Donglai hit her on the forehead with a willow stick!
"Humph, look at you like that, what's so great about you and make such a fuss!"
Yang Donglai glanced at her angrily, put his hands behind his back, and left with the willow branches.
"Why does my brother-in-law look so familiar?" Erya pouted and covered her head.
Phew…!
Xiaowen and the other three on the other side couldn't hold it back anymore and just covered their mouths and laughed out loud!
"If you three dare to make fun of me, I'll beat you to death!"
Chapter completed!