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Upon hearing the sound of something cutting through the air, Tiger Girl and the others instantly turned their heads, looking at the Flood Dragon rushing towards them with curiosity:
"It looks like he's running towards us?"
"His eyes are so fierce! Even fiercer than Big Zhuang's!"
Pi Hou hid behind Er Meng and made faces at Shi Dazhuang, saying:
"Yes, yes, I originally thought Big Zhuang was already very fierce, but who knew that this short guy, who isn't tall, is so fierce!"
Pi Hou had barely finished speaking when Shi Dazhuang hadn't even reacted yet.
Then he heard a gust of wind rushing in, and instinctively turned his head to see that Jiaopeng had already arrived within three meters of him and was about to strike!
With a single palm strike, a powerful gust of wind howled.
Judging from its strength, it must weigh several thousand kilograms.
"Huh? You guys play like this too?!"
In order to help the children of Ishimura, whose strength had increased by several thousand kilograms after the baptism, become familiar with their own strength and release their enormous energy, which was like that of a bull.
Aside from having Hu Niu and the others meditate and cultivate their bone script at fixed times and places each day, Zhou Xuan allowed the children of Stone Village to play and fight freely the rest of the time.
With Zhou Xuan by his side, no matter how much Shi Dazhuang and the others fought, Zhou Xuan was able to stop the fighting at crucial moments.
In their all-out, exhilarating playful fights, Shi Dazhuang and his friends would exhaust all their boundless energy every day.
His control over his physical body was also increasing rapidly, progressing by leaps and bounds each day.
Even the progress of bone script cultivation has been rapidly improving.
Furthermore, because the children in Ishimura were of different ages and had different aptitudes, their strengths and weaknesses varied after undergoing trials.
In this situation, in order to have fun, Shi Dazhuang, Ermeng, and Pihou instinctively teamed up with each other, playing around and roughhousing.
With Zhou Xuan observing the battle from the sidelines, even sneak attacks eventually became a daily occurrence for Shi Dazhuang and his men.
Of course, usually it's Shi Dazhuang and the other children from Shi Village who team up to ambush Xiaobudian, only to be quickly defeated by him.
Because they spent their days in surprise attacks, the Jiaopeng's attack arrived in an instant.
Having been baptized, Shi Dazhuang, whose strength was second only to the little one, opened his eyes wide and spoke:
"Come on, let me test your strength!"
As soon as the voice rang out, Shi Dazhuang's aura surged instantly.
After the baptism and molting, Shi Dazhuang's bronze skin faded, and his entire body, even his little bird, was fair and tender. His eyes widened, just like when he was fighting against the little one. He clenched his fists with all his might and stared straight at the fiercely attacking dragon-like creature. He stepped back, bent his body, and unleashed a powerful punch at the dragon-like creature.
"boom!!"
The fist cleaved through the air, creating a sound like wind and thunder, and collided fiercely with the dragon's palm, which had the force of several thousand pounds.
"Tap tap tap!!"
The force leaked out, creating a shockwave that sent sand and gravel flying. Shi Dazhuang, who had hastily thrown a punch to defend himself, staggered back two steps before finally managing to stop.
The Flood Dragon, which burst forth with a fierce attack, suddenly widened its eyes as if struck by lightning, staggered backward, and with each step it took, a terrible dent appeared in the ground.
They retreated again and again, covering a distance of eight or nine meters.
Zishan Kun, Lei Mingyuan, and other princes and nobles who had just fought against Jiaopeng all stared wide-eyed at Shi Dazhuang with disbelief.
'The Flood Dragon, who fought me to a draw, was actually forced back ten meters by this wild child after launching a near-sneak attack?!'
'Could it be that this wild child from the remote village is actually stronger than me?!'
"What an amazing little dwarf!"
Zi Shankun, Lei Mingyuan, and the others stared in utter shock at Shi Dazhuang, who had hastily attacked but had only managed to take two steps back.
Er Meng, Hu Niu, and the others stared wide-eyed at the Flood Dragon, who had stopped flying less than nine meters backward.
"To actually make Dazhuang take two steps back, that strength is probably no less than that of Pihou, right?!"
"Who said that!"
As soon as Er Meng said this, Pi Hou's fair and tender cheeks, which had been through many trials, instantly turned bright red with embarrassment, and he spoke with a face full of resentment:
"I'm much stronger than this shorty!"
"Hey shorty, come out here!"
At this point, the mischievous monkey, who usually lagged behind his peers in brawls and could only steadily overpower four- or five-year-olds, jumped up and down, shouting at the horrified Jiaopeng who had stopped in his tracks:
"If we fight, I'll definitely be better than you!!"
Behind them, a group of powerful figures were instantly petrified.
Just a random child, in a hasty move, blasted away the famous Flood Dragon of Luofu Great Swamp, who was even able to compete on the same stage with Zishan Kun, the youngest son of the Marquis of Zishan, and Lei Mingyuan, the genius of the Lei Clan, without being at a disadvantage.
Not only that, another kid, whose size and age were clearly a year or two younger than the older child, actually dared to challenge Jiao Peng to a fight just to prove that he was stronger than Jiao Peng?!
Furthermore, judging from the expressions on the faces of the other little devils around this jumping and shouting brat, they all seemed to believe that this jumping brat could defeat Jiao Tong.
Is it possible?
Are the geniuses who are considered top-tier even in the Luofu Great Swamp and the surrounding tens of millions of miles around just ordinary children in this small mountain village?!
What kind of terrifying village is this?!
The group of people were petrified and speechless; the children of Ishimura were simply too astonishing!
"Hiss~!!"
After flying backwards for eight or nine meters, the roc that had just managed to stop itself was trembling, its arm that had been swinging out was shaking.
That attack just now felt almost like being trampled by a dragon-elephant.
The bones, tempered by the precious blood elixir, are wailing.
It was as if if the other party exerted even a little more force, they would break his arm.
Jiaopeng knew he wasn't the strongest prodigy, and he understood that he might lose. But what he didn't expect was that he would lose to a wild child from a remote village!
and,
Aside from this wild child, the other wild children were also clamoring that they would definitely be able to defeat him.
What the hell is going on here?
Am I not a genius?
How could we lose?
Everyone was shocked. At this moment, they were absolutely certain that this village was no ordinary, desolate mountain village that could be trampled on at will.
It must be a reclusive family from ancient times, as legend has it...
Chapter 92
"Shorty!"
Just as the powerful figures of Luofu Marsh and Zishan Clan were greatly alarmed and suspected that Stone Village was a reclusive race with a small population but terrifyingly strong combat power.
Seeing that the roc remained silent despite his calls, the monkey grew increasingly anxious and urged him repeatedly:
"Come here, let's test our strength. I'm sure I'm stronger than you!"
Jiaopeng, who was already inwardly exclaiming "How is this possible?", became even more unfriendly upon hearing this, wishing he could use the clan's most powerful technique to knock this clamoring wild child to the ground.
However, seeing that the monkey opposite him showed no intention of using any special techniques.
The spirited young Flood Dragon thought to himself, 'If you don't use your special technique, I won't either.'
He took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to unleash the Jiaolong clan's precious technique.
He mustered all his strength, his face contorted with rage, and charged toward the monkey, furiously throwing punches.
The fist whistled, and the nearby vegetation swayed in the strong wind it carried, causing leaves to flutter down.
With a ferocious expression, Jiaopeng roared, determined to completely suppress the arrogance of the mischievous monkey:
"Come and fight! How could you possibly be stronger than me!"
"How could I not be better than you? You shorty, you're so tiny, you think you can beat me?!"
Seeing the Flood Dragon's ferocious expression as it launched its attack, the monkey showed no panic whatsoever. Instead, it roared with excitement:
"Do you think you're some little kid from our village?!"
As he spoke, the monkey, like a ferocious beast roaming the mountains, stirred up a violent hunting wind and charged towards the roc with a wild and primitive posture.
"boom!!!"
When Jiaopeng made his move at zero frames, no one had a clear view of it until Jiaopeng was knocked away, at which point everyone's attention was focused.
In that instant, the powerful figures of the great clans could clearly see that the children of this small village, without using any bone script power, were moving with divine speed and force, and were simply crashing into the Flood Dragon.
The force was immense, and the power was fierce.
It was even stronger than the genius Jiaopeng of Luofu Great Swamp.
However, Pi Hou was still too young, and his talent was slightly inferior to that of Shi Dazhuang and others.
Even so, Jiao Peng, a genius from the Jiao Clan of Luofu Great Swamp, did not get the slightest advantage over the monkey.
With a collision, the monkey staggered back three steps, while the roc retreated a full five steps!
"Hehe, I knew it!"
Seeing that Pi Hou had retreated five steps in the clash but only three, his eyes lit up, and he happily spoke to Shi Dazhuang and the others behind him:
"I'm definitely stronger than this shorty!!"
"impossible!"
Jiao Peng gritted his teeth, his face filled with rage. He felt he had truly disgraced the Jiao Clan of Luofu Great Swamp this time.
He actually lost twice in a row to this wild child from a small village:
"How could you possibly be better than me?!"
"Hahahaha..." Zishan Kun, the youngest son of the Marquis of Zishan, who was already at odds with Jiaopeng, was robust and immediately gloated, laughing so hard that his teeth were showing.
Lei Mingyuan and others also laughed out loud.