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"Ha ha……"

Niu Wuchang suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, his voice as loud as a bell, and said, "Boy, you are really talking nonsense!

How dare you say that my ability is average? Are you looking for death?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaoshan just smiled contemptuously. In his eyes that were like deep pools, this Niu Wuchang was just a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, which was far inferior to his own cultivation level.

Naturally, he would not take the other party seriously.

"Boy, your arrogant expression makes me extremely uncomfortable. I want to have a big fight with you right now!"

Niu Wuchang saw Zhang Xiaoshan's face full of disdain. In an instant, his eyes were like burning torches, spewing raging anger, and he shouted coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Niu Wuchang kicked his feet and his body soared into the air like an arrow, floating steadily in the air a hundred feet high.

He looked down at Zhang Xiaoshan below from a high position with a fierce look on his face.

Zhang Xiaoshan was not in a hurry. He leisurely picked up a cup of tea, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. He seemed to care nothing about anything in front of him.

Seeing this, Niu Wuchang shouted, "Boy, come up and fight me quickly, or don't blame me for taking the initiative and showing no mercy!"

At this time, the wind was howling wildly, making his clothes rustle violently, adding a bit of solemn and murderous atmosphere.

Zhang Xiaoshan said softly: "Since you want to be beaten, I will grant your wish."

As he spoke, Zhang Xiaoshan lightly tapped the ground with his foot, and his figure soared into the sky in an instant like a bright ray of light, at such a speed that it was dizzying.

"Look, those two guys are getting ready to take action."

At this time, many monks in the courtyard stood up from their seats and looked up.

call!call!

High in the sky, a breeze blew, making the two people's clothes rustle.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaoshan and Niu Wuchang stood in the void, looking at each other, their eyes revealing sharpness and determination.

The monks in the courtyard were whispering to each other.

One person said, "Who do you think has a better chance of winning between these two?"

One of them said, "Niu Wuchang is at the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and he almost broke through to the late stage of the Nascent Soul. He is a child of destiny in our area, and his strength should not be underestimated."

Another person agreed, "That's true, but the other guy looks unfamiliar. It's just that the aura emanating from this unfamiliar guy is a little hard to tell."

The man from before added: "Logically speaking, Niu Wuchang should have a better chance of winning."

Everyone nodded, but did not dare to take their eyes off the two people in the air.

“That’s not necessarily true!

Look, that unfamiliar boy actually dared to face Niu Wuchang directly, he is obviously fearless. "

In the courtyard, another person spoke slowly.

"It makes sense!"

Someone echoed, "In that case, this unfamiliar boy must be a talented young man with strong cultivation."

"Probably!

It’s just that this guy claimed that he was recommended by the Lord of Blackwood City, but as far as we know, Blackwood City seems to have never had such a person before!"

Some people frowned and analyzed the situation in confusion.

"I guess this guy just showed up. He thinks he has some strength, so he dares to challenge Niu Wuchang."

For a moment, some monks in the courtyard were talking about Zhang Xiaoshan and Niu Wuchang.

The breeze blew gently, ruffling the corners of everyone's clothes, but it couldn't blow away the heated discussions that filled the air.

"Boy, you dare to say that your Grandpa Niu's strength is average, today I will let you taste the power of my Bull Demon Fist!"

When Niu Wuchang saw Zhang Xiaoshan looking into his eyes, he became furious and shouted loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Niu Wuchang suddenly swung his right hand and spun it in the air.

In an instant, his aura rose and exploded quickly, followed by a powerful punch.

"Wow!"

In an instant, a fist like a huge stone pillar condensed in the void.

The fist was emitting flames all over and carrying flames that shot up into the sky. It broke through the air, and wherever it passed, the air seemed to be burned and distorted.

"Boy, I'm going to let you have a taste of my power!"

Niu Wuchang watched his Bull Demon Fist flying rapidly towards Zhang Xiaoshan and shouted coldly again.

However, Zhang Xiaoshan's eyes were as calm as water. He just gently stretched out his right hand and pointed casually.

"Buzz!"

A slight sound was heard, and a huge block of ice appeared in an instant, standing in front of them like an indestructible shield.

"Boom!"

The Bull Demon's fist hit the ice hard, and a deafening bang was heard instantly, and the whole space seemed to tremble.

"Wow!"

Unexpectedly, the Bull Demon Fist did not break the ice. Instead, it was automatically extinguished by the cold air emitted from the ice, and the raging flames disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Your Bull Demon Fist isn't that powerful."

Zhang Xiaoshan chuckled and said with disdain.

"How can this be?"

Niu Wuchang was suddenly shocked and shouted in disbelief.

And the many monks who were watching the battle below also had a hint of surprise in their eyes. Their mouths were slightly open, and their faces were full of shock and disbelief.

"Let you taste my power!"

Zhang Xiaoshan shouted softly.

Then, he stretched out his hand and blew out a strong cold wind from his palm.

The cold wind rolled and surged forward, quickly condensing into ice.

The ice spread rapidly at an astonishing speed, like an overwhelming ice net, covering Niu Wuchang.

"Humph!"

Niu Wuchang snorted coldly and quickly used the Bull Demon Fist again.

"boom!"

However, when the Bull Demon Fist hit the ice, there was a loud bang, but it only caused the ice to shake slightly, and it did not have much effect.

Then, the ice spread to Niu Wuchang like a surging tide, and in the blink of an eye, it completely froze Niu Wuchang.

"not good!"

The moment he was frozen, Niu Wuchang's face changed and he growled. He wanted to struggle desperately, but it was all in vain and it didn't work at all.

Zhang Xiaoshan took a step forward and instantly came to Niu Wuchang's side. He stretched out his hand and easily snatched the storage bag from Niu Wuchang's waist.

Niu Wuchang was trapped in the ice, his eyes wide open, full of anger and unwillingness, and could only watch Zhang Xiaoshan take away his storage bag.

Zhang Xiaoshan quickly released his mental power to check the contents of the storage bag.

In the storage bag, there were more than 500,000 mid-grade spirit stones, five or six third-grade spirit herbs emitting rich spiritual energy, and more than a thousand second-grade spirit herbs.

Zhang Xiaoshan raised the corners of his mouth, smiled slightly, and said, "This harvest is barely acceptable."

As he spoke, Zhang Xiaoshan looked at Niu Wuchang who was unable to move, and said jokingly: "Thank you, Your Excellency Niu, for the storage bag."

Then, Zhang Xiaoshan flew and landed in the courtyard.