I'm making weapons at Peking Opera Cat

In a forest.

Bai Tang: Oh, I feel really good today and not tired at all.

Wu Song: Of course you are not tired since Dafei is carrying all the luggage.

Dafei: It’s okay. I have plenty of energy.

Bai Tang: Those are all Sister Xiaoqing’s things, cosmetics and small jewelry.

Mingjie: And... Before he could finish, he saw Xiaoqing turning around.

Xiaoqing: You two have a lot of disagreements, right?

Tang Ming: Stop messing around, we're here. This is the place where everyone who wants to become a Peking Opera Cat disciple must take the test, Na Zong.

Bai Tang: But there is nothing here.

Mingjie: Yes, do I have to reflect on my mistakes facing the wall?

Tang Ming stepped forward and said: Supervisor Tang Ming led all the disciples of Xingluo class here to take the exam.

Bai Tang: Master, you took us the wrong way, right?

Suddenly, the earth shook and the mountain in front of me split apart.

A voice came from after the mountain cracked: Welcome everyone from the Silla class to enter Nazong to take the exam.

Bai Tang: The mountain, the mountain has cracked!

Mingjie: Okay, don’t make a fuss, Baitang. This is normal.

Wusong: Now that the road is open, what are you waiting for?

Everyone walked in and Bai Tang rushed in.

On the other side, the blue cat was still playing peeping. The little guys were so quick that they arrived at Nazon in no time. Hmm, what should I play with them?

Yellow Puppet: Don’t just think about playing, don’t forget the task that Lord An assigned to us.

Blue cat: Oh, I almost forgot, why don’t you take out the toys quickly.

A black scroll appeared.

Hehehe, Lord An's mission is the most interesting game. Hahahaha......

Come back here.

Baitang: Nothing, do you want to walk? Suddenly many puppets appeared.

Tang Ming: Everyone cheer up, the exam may have already started.

Baitang: A few pieces of broken wood are also called an exam? He rushed forward and flew back with a bruised face.

Mingjie: So interesting? He picked up the rocket launcher and fired it into the wood pile. Boom, the puppet was blown into pieces.

Then a new puppet appeared, and Dafei, Xiaoqing, Wusong, and Baitang rushed up to beat the puppet. After beating the puppet, they found that Baitang was gone.

Baitang crawled out from under the puppet pile and said: I'm here!

The puppet was restored, but its red eyes turned green. A voice came: Congratulations on passing the test, the wooden cat formation.

Everyone walked forward and reached the Nazon layer.

Bai Tang: Is this Nana Nana Zong? Just when he was about to run ahead, he was caught by Tang Ming.

Wusong: Sugar should be less troublesome.

Dafei: Xiaoqing, you are taking an exam, not going on a blind date, so why put on makeup?

Xiaoqing: What if the leader of Na Sect is a handsome uncle?

Mingjie: Can you please stop thinking so much?

Tang Ming: We are about to meet the leader of Na Sect, one of the top twelve sects. Everyone please be polite.

Nalan: Welcome everyone to Nazong. It’s been a long time since we last met, friend Tang Ming.

Dafei, Baitang, Mingjie and Wusong looked at Xiaoqing in unison and said: Hey, the handsome uncle is here.

Xiaoqing felt heartbroken.

Tang Ming: Tang Ming meets His Excellency the Sect Master.

Nalan: Well, there’s no need to be so strict about seniority and etiquette.

Tang Ming: I didn’t expect that after the great battle with An, Na Zong could still be completely unaffected by chaos and be so orderly.

Nalan: Nazong is hidden deep in the mountains, and is protected by layers of barriers. Chaos can never invade from the outside. Moreover, Nazong is only a literary sect, so how can he participate in the battle? How can An take this place seriously?

Bai Tang: Oh, how long are we going to stand here?

Wu Song: Do you have ADHD? Stand still.

Tang Ming: Well, I hope you will be more careful. Come and meet some of my useless disciples.

Bai Tang suddenly appeared behind Nalan and said: Hello Uncle Master, my name is Bai Tang, and I would like to apply to officially become a Peking Opera Cat.

Tang Ming: Stay down there! I am sorry for not disciplining you properly.

Nalan: Hahahahaha, Nazon hasn’t had such a naughty kitten for a long time. Come and let me meet the children of Xingluo class.

The Xingluo class disciples pay homage to the leader of the Na clan x5.

Nalan: Thank you for your hard work. Let's move on to the second test. You just passed the first test called the wooden cat formation, but to become a real Peking Opera cat, you still need to pass three tests, iron ruler measurement, sect trial, and rhyme identification. Now I will personally measure your iron ruler.

Nalan produced a ruler in his hand and said: "The essential point of Peking Opera Cat is the strong rhythmic force." After the jibabala, it began.

Wu Song went forward and measured it.

Nalan said: Beat Zongwusong and pass the exam.

Then Xiaoqing and Dafei passed.

Bai Tang spent a long time trying to release his "Poisonous Dragon Purple Gold Fart" again.

Nalan: That’s great, but we are testing your rhythmic power, not your fart power, so you failed.

I failed Mingjie and cannot take the next exam.

Finally, Tang Ming had a talk with Nalan, and Nalan agreed to let Mingjie and Baitang go to the next exam.

But Mingjie had already run away before he arrived. No one noticed that Mingjie had already disappeared.

When they arrived at the place, Nalan said: The sect trials will begin now. Please enter your respective sect scrolls and complete your final exams there.

Xiaoqing, Dafei and Wusong all went in.

Bai Tang: What about mine?

Nalan: If you can't radiate rhythmic power, no scroll will come to you.

Wusong.

From rhythm comes form, from movement comes strength, with fire inside and steel bones outside, this is the way to fight.

Then Wu Song kept fighting with his clone.

Xiaoqing's place.

It bends but does not turn, it goes away and comes back, it flows through secluded places, and its momentum is like breaking the sea. This is the essence of the body.

Xiaoqing started jumping from the shore to the building in the sea.

Dafei's there.

The voice is like a huge bell, the breath is like a gossamer, it is born out of resonance and harmony, this is the art of singing.

Dafei began to find the only ringing bell from a pile of bells.

And Bai Tang accidentally entered the black scroll.

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