One person: I will give you one of the Shining Fruits.

At this moment, the little fire god Hong Bin shouted: "Fire escape.

A fire man instantly appeared behind Xiao Muyang. Hong Bin bent his right foot completely and kicked hard at Xiao Muyang's back with a flaming kick.

The moment Hong Bin disappeared, Xiao Muyang's eyes flashed red, and his observation Haki instantly spread out in all directions. When he was within the last few centimeters, he turned his body to the left as far as possible, took out a golden talisman and slapped it towards Hong Bin.

"What."

"Snowy and Icy"

Hong Bin, who had thought that the mark left by the fire bomb would allow him to successfully steal the chicken, looked at Xiao Muyang with horror as he dodged his instant attack.

There was no time to retreat as a golden talisman appeared on his body.

A burst of golden light suddenly emerged from Hong Bin's body, and a chill burst out from his body.

The flames were instantly frozen into ice and slowly fell to the ground.

"boom!"

A human-shaped ice sculpture landed on the playing field.

The whole body is silent...

"I almost got into trouble. Luckily, I activated my Observation Haki the moment the little Fire God disappeared."

Xiao Muyang let out a breath and gestured to the Taoist priest who was also stunned on the sidelines.

"Referee, do you still need me to move him down?"

"Announce it quickly? 273 degrees below zero is not comfortable. If your Qi is exhausted, even gods cannot help you."

The Taoist priest was still staring at the ice sculptures on the field in a daze.

"referee?"

Xiao Muyang frowned and shouted to the Taoist priest on the sidelines, "273 degrees below zero is no joke."

"Alas, the game is over, the winner is Shangqing Nanmao Xiao Muyang."

As the Taoist priest came to his senses, he immediately announced the result and then went on stage himself to use Qi to dissolve the ice sculpture.

"At such a young age, he has already used advanced talismans that even talisman masters may not be able to draw and cast."

“I just don’t know whether it was given by the elders in the sect or I painted it myself.

"Uncle Zhang Lingyu has encountered a strong enemy. Hey, the position of Heavenly Master cannot be lost!"

A group of strange people in the audience stared at the scene in amazement.

This is a high-level talisman, holy shit!

Are young people today so fierce?

Nanmao? Is Nanmao the one in Luofu? Please help?

If this special code was given by the elders in the sect, then it can only be said to be arrogant. A lean camel is bigger than a horse.

A voice suddenly came from the noisy audience.

"What if you painted it yourself?"

Audience: “Hiss…”

That's a human turret...

Everyone in the audience swallowed and looked at each other.

So terrifying.

At this moment, in the outermost corner, Zhang Chulan and the other three looked solemn.

"Baby, can you see how that guy dodged just now?" Xu Si asked solemnly.

Baobao Feng answered seriously with her eyes open.

"It seemed like some energy was emanating from that kid's body just now."

"Hiss, the known ones now include advanced talismans, wooden stake technique, lightning and thunder fist, and now there is another unknown ability."

Zhang Chulan's face was full of discomfort and an expression of disbelief.

"We can speculate now that Xiao Muyang may have the ability to dodge attacks."

Xu San pushed his glasses with one hand and spoke seriously to them.

"Could the high-level talisman be a gift from the master for self-defense? After all, Nan Mao doesn't have much influence now, so he must treasure it very much for this kid."

Xu Si asked a question.

"No, he must have painted it himself." Zhang Chulan thought for a moment and responded.

"That's a bit scary. Long-range talismans, auxiliary wooden stakes, close-range lightning."

"This kid doesn't have any shortcomings at all!"

At this time, Xu Si put away his ruffian image and started thinking seriously.

"Sister Baoer, can you beat him?"

Zhang Chulan asked Feng Baobao who was scratching her hair nearby.

"I don't know. How about trying to bury him tonight?"

Feng Baobao was serious for once, looking at the three of them and said.

"Hiss...If the baby is difficult to deal with, then Zhang Chulan will be difficult too."

It's rare to find someone as difficult to deal with as Feng Baobao.

Zhang Chulan took a breath as he looked at Xiao Muyang's back as he left.

“If I were to fight him, I might not even have a 20% chance of winning. He also doesn’t know the thunder technique that he is most proud of.

I can't do it, but he can too, it's difficult to deal with."

"How about we bury him together tonight?" Feng Baobao suggested.

"No! This trick won't work on him, and it's not certain whether it will succeed." Zhang Chulan said thoughtfully.

"If you face him, you can only wish for the best, kid."

Xu Si shouted at Zhang Chulan who had no idea what he was thinking.

"Although everyone wants you to become a Heavenly Master, this requires your life. If you run into him, if it really doesn't work, just admit defeat."

Xu San said to Zhang Chulan with a serious expression.

"Well, listen to your third brother, okay?"

It was very rare for Xu Si to agree with Xu San on his ideas.

Although Zhang Chulan's expression showed a little bit of emotion, when his eyes moved to Feng Baobao, his expression instantly returned to normal as if he had made some decision.

....................

After Xiao Muyang took Chen Jiafu away from the stadium, they were preparing to find a game to watch.

"Xiao Muyang."

A voice called out from behind him, and he turned to look at the white-haired woman walking towards him.

"Miss Feng?"

"Just call me Shayan. Calling me Miss Feng doesn't seem very intimate."

Feng Shayan's cheeks turned slightly red as she spoke shyly.

"Mu Yang, you are so strong. I cheered you on in the game just now." Feng Shayan said excitedly.

We have only met once, and the image of a red-haired will-o'-the-wisp boy kidnapping a girl from her rich father's house and taking away a few stainless steel washbasins came to my mind...

Xiao Muyang complained silently in his heart.

"Ah~ Thank you, is there anything else? Nothing else, I'm going to take my nephew to watch the game."

"Watch the game? That's great. My brother's game should be starting now. Wanna join us?"

Feng Shayan invited.

Feng Xingtong?

Is this a low-profile version of Julingqianjiang?

"Okay, let's go together?"

Xiao Muyang thought for a while, responded, and followed Feng Shayan towards the C-type stadium.

Soon, several people arrived at the C-type stadium.

On the field, Feng Xingtong was controlling a human-shaped black energy to sweep towards the other three people, fighting against the other three people alone.

Two of them had fallen to the ground and lost their ability to compete.

The remaining figure seemed unwilling to give in and was still struggling.

"Isn't this Xiao Muyang, the one who defeated the Little Fire God, Brother Xiao?"

Suddenly a voice came into Xiao Muyang's ears, and he turned sideways to look at the group of people approaching.

I saw a fat, short man holding a family bucket in his hand looking at me, and a small group of people followed him.

"Hello, I'm Canglong. Your battle with the little fire god Hong Bin was really exciting."

"By the way, was the talisman you used last given to you by your master?"

"Do you have any stock left? I'll buy it back at a high price."

When I saw the fat man in front of me introduce himself and then extend a greasy pig's trotter, I instantly felt sick.

Without looking back, he turned sideways and continued to look at the stadium.

Canglong pulled his arm back awkwardly and rubbed it against his body.

..........