Chapter 439: Fantasy Battle (1)
Chapter 439: Fantasy Battle (1)
Bai Yixing's expression immediately turned very ugly, and he said, "You...what nonsense are you talking about? There is a plague in your village, what does it have to do with...with us?!"
"Then why is it that every family in the village has someone sick, and some even have people die, but you guys from the Snow Country are fine?!"
"That's because you love to get sick. Our bodies are much better than yours!"
Chu Liang pointed at Hu Yong and said, "He said before that you put some 'fish meal' in our well water. What is it? Tell me now!"
Bai Yixing was shocked. He didn't expect that he had overheard these words. He simply pretended not to hear them and waved to the two Snow Countrymen who were carrying the ancient tripod, saying, "Let's go. This man is a lunatic. Let's ignore him."
Chu Liang grabbed the rope that tied the ancient tripod and shouted, "Put it back quickly, this is something from our Baihua Island!"
Bai Yixing tried to pry Chu Liang's hands from the rope, but he couldn't move them. His expression gradually became ferocious, and he suddenly pushed Chu Liang to the ground, shouting, "Old man, stop meddling in my business!"
Chu Xiaomu was furious when he saw Bai Yixing dared to bully his grandfather. He suddenly jumped out of the darkness, pointed at Bai Yixing's nose and cursed: "Bai, you are worse than pigs and dogs, don't hurt my grandfather!"
Bai Yixing saw Chu Xiaomu suddenly jump out from the darkness. He didn't know how many more islanders had arrived. He was a little scared for a moment and said in a trembling voice: "Xiao...Xiaomu, this is...this is my private matter. You...you'd better not interfere."
Chu Xiaomu ran over to help his grandfather up, but he saw that he had already climbed up by himself, so he said angrily: "I heard everything you said, you just wanted to steal this tripod! You ungrateful ungrateful bastard, you evil thieves from the Snow Country!"
Hearing Chu Xiaomu's scolding, Qin Gang was also very angry and said, "Watch your mouth, kid, don't say 'ungrateful wolf' or 'evil villain' again!"
Chu Xiaomu cursed, "My grandfather saved your life out of kindness, and our clan leader treated you very politely, and you actually... actually... There is no plague here at all, it's because you put some 'fish meal' in the well water! If this isn't being an 'ungrateful wolf', if this isn't being a 'vicious villain', then what is this?!" The more he cursed, the angrier he became, and the angrier he became, the louder he cursed.
Bai Yixing ignored him and signaled the two Snow Countrymen who were carrying the ancient tripod to leave quickly.
Chu Xiaomu and Chu Liang went forward to pull again, but they didn't notice that Bai Yixing pushed them hard.
Chu Xiaomu was furious and started punching him.
Firstly, Bai Yixing was in the wrong, and secondly, seeing his aggressive attitude, he was frightened and turned around and ran away.
Chu Xiaomu couldn't catch up with him for a while, and seeing a three or four foot long wooden stick on the ground, he picked it up and used it to chase Bai Yixing.
Although Bai Yixing was one or two inches taller than him and his feet were slightly longer, he couldn't run faster than Chu Xiaomu. Chu Xiaomu chased him from behind, raised his stick and hit him hard, hitting him on the head twice. Bai Yixing immediately saw stars in front of his eyes and his head was buzzing.
What surprised Chu Xiaomu even more was that the more they fought, the stronger he became, and Bai Yixing could only take the beating without being able to fight back.
After hitting him thirty or forty times, a wooden stick that was almost as thick as an arm broke into two pieces.
Seeing that Bai Yixing had suffered a great loss and that Chu Xiaomu's wooden stick was broken, Hu Yong came over to help Bai Yixing and tried to snatch the half-broken stick from Chu Xiaomu's hand.
He was fat and strong, while Chu Xiaomu was thin and definitely not as strong as him.
But Chu Xiaomu held it tightly with just his right hand, and Hu Yong couldn't take it away at all.
Chu Xiaomu swung out again, and Hu Yong actually retreated rapidly, hitting the wooden pillar of the ancestral temple with a bang, causing the dust on the top of the temple to fall down.
When Qin Gang saw Chu Xiaomu throw away Hu Yong, who weighed more than 100 kilograms, with just a wave of his hand, his face changed slightly and he also attacked Chu Xiaomu.
Chu Xiaomu suddenly felt a strong force sweeping him away, and he was thrown more than ten feet away. He turned his head and saw that it was Qin Gang, who had an ordinary face and even looked a little honest.
Bai Yixing stood up and angrily hit Chu Liang. He couldn't beat Chu Xiaomu, so he had to vent his anger on his grandfather.
Chu Xiaomu thought, if you want to fight, you should fight with me. How can you bully an old man like my grandfather? In desperation, he rushed towards Bai Yixing.
Qin Gang suddenly stood in front of him, and Chu Xiaomu had no choice but to rush to the right, but was stopped by him again, and almost bumped into him.
He dodged left and right, trying to bypass Qin Gang, but he could not get past the ten-foot area around him.
Chu Xiaomu felt a surge of anger in his chest and raised his fist to hit Qin Gang.
However, Qin Gang's body movements were very strange. No matter from which direction or angle Chu Xiaomu threw a punch or a slap, and no matter how fast or slow the punch or slap was, he would always turn his body to dissolve his messy moves and could not touch him at all.
Chu Xiaomu's stubborn temper began to flare up, thinking to himself, you're an old man, how can I not even hit you with one blow? He began to pay attention to Qin Gang's movements and postures, and threw out punches calmly.
Suddenly, a voice like thunder exploded in the sky: "When the force flows through the Qi Sea, the power will be generated naturally!"
Chu Xiaomu didn't know why this voice appeared in the sky, but he actually understood it. Gradually, his strength and energy combined, and his punches became very ferocious.
What was even more strange was that Qin Gang, Bai Yixing and the others, even Grandpa, all showed no change in expression, and no one looked towards the direction in the sky where the sound came from, as if they could not hear the sound at all.
In response, Qin Gang's figure began to become erratic. No matter how fast and hard he swung his punches, he was able to dodge them and could not hurt him at all.
Not long after, the thunderous voice sounded again: "Top the five ends of the strength, and the dragon gate will hang!"
Chu Xiaomu knew that the five ends refer to the hands, feet, and head and neck. When he heard the voice, his hands and feet began to generate strength. With each punch and palm strike, he began to feel a slight chill. He could now easily reach the places that were difficult to reach before, as if his hands and feet had grown a foot or two longer in an instant.
Unfortunately, Qin Gang's body movements also changed greatly, becoming similar to a swimming fish. Although the power of his fists and palms could touch his clothes, they could only touch his clothes, and then they slid away without causing any harm to him.
The two fought for a while, and then a voice rang out in the sky again: "The energy is surging, as powerful as a tiger's roar!"
As soon as the voice fell, a trace of cool air at the end of Chu Xiaomu's fists and palms poured out from between his fingers and palms, and as he swung his fists, a whirring sound of energy began to be produced. This was obviously a sign of the energy flowing through the body.
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