Chapter 1915 You Are a Big Idiot

You are a big idiot

"Eldest Brother's White Tiger Roaring Technique is really admirable!"

"Not bad! He can cultivate to the fifth level in such a short time, so he is indeed better than us."

"If Zhang Xing doesn't have a technique that is stronger than Xiao Tian Gong, I'm afraid he will be defeated!"

"How could he have it? Xiaotian Kung Fu was taught by the sect leader, and it is a god-level technique."

"Zhang Xing is a little impatient. If another fifty or sixty years pass, he may be qualified to challenge Senior Brother."

“…”

Several other true disciples who were not challenged were talking in low voices with relaxed expressions.

Deputy Sect Master Mo Xi showed an appreciative look and nodded slightly at Yin Donglou.

Hei Bao sat nearby and did not watch the competition. He looked at the sky and the ground for a while.

Anyway, he looked uncomfortable all over.

"Hei Bao, who do you think will win?"

Mo Xi also felt uncomfortable all over because of Hei Bao's ADHD.

Regardless of the outcome of the duel between Zhang Xing and Yin Donglou, neither of them will die.

So, he has nothing to worry about.

Find a topic to chat with Hei Bao to save him from discomfort.

"Of course I am the boss!"

Hei Bao opened his mouth without even thinking.

As for Zhang Xing's name, he didn't care much.

Everyone in the White Tiger Sect knows that Zhang Xing is their boss. Except for some formal occasions, he still likes to call him boss at other times.

Mexico sounded a little awkward, even a little funny.

You, a deputy sect leader, call his disciples boss, and people who don't know think Zhang Xing is the sect leader.

But Hei Bao was happy to scream, so he couldn't care less.

"Oh? Are you so confident in Zhang Xing?"

Mexico asked with a curious look on her face.

"Wrong! It's not that I have confidence in the boss, but that the boss is already so strong and invincible under the divine realm!"

Someone was chatting with Hei Bao. He stopped moving, turned his head, and started chatting proudly.

"Old Mo, let me tell you this..."

Hei Bao couldn't stop talking once he started talking, and he didn't care whether Mexico liked to hear it or not.

"Old Mo..."

Hearing Hei Bao's familiar affectionate address, Moxi's face darkened. You are awesome and thick-skinned. I admire you!

They were chatting animatedly, and they were fighting the same thing in the ring.

Tiger roars! Tiger leaps! Tiger pounces! Tiger catch!

Zhang Xing took four steps back during these four powerful attacks.

Yin Donglou smiled proudly.

This is just the beginning, let’s see how long you can retreat!

It's not that Zhang Xing doesn't have the energy to fight back.

But I want to see how powerful this so-called White Tiger Roaring Heaven Technique is.

Seeing the arrogance on the faces of the top ten true disciples when they talked about Xiaotian Kung, Zhang Xing was a little curious.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Xing shook his head and sighed.

"The technique is a good technique, but it's a pity... ugh!"

"What's the pity? Don't hide all the time. If you're a man, just show me head-on!"

Yin Donglou, who had been unable to attack for a long time, had faint sweat on his forehead.

He was calm at first, but after five minutes he got a little irritable.

Zhang Xing didn't even move a finger, and he didn't even touch Zhang Xing with a finger.

No matter how hard he exerts himself or increases his speed to the extreme, Zhang Xing is like the wind.

If you don't move, the wind won't move.

When you move, you can naturally feel the wind moving.

If Xiao Tian Gong's eye-catching white tiger roars and causes bloody storms, then Zhang Xing is the wind.

The wind is everywhere and everywhere!

If you are strong, he will be strong!

"It's a pity that you are a big idiot!"

Zhang Xing shook his head, his figure flashed, and he dodged another tiger claw!

"you…"

Yin Donglou didn't know how to refute, and his face turned into an angry one.

Pork liver is as red.