Longevity from Liao Zhai

Chapter 206 It's a bit unfair

Qinghe County.

Fan Shiyi stood on a roof, watching what was happening in the county government office in the distance.

Fan Shiyi did not expect Zhou Ping to take the initiative to fight with Song Tijie, but Fan Shiyi knew Zhou Ping's cautious character.

Since Zhou Ping took the initiative to fight with Song Tixia, it shows that he is confident.

What's more, Zhou Ping has several magic weapons on him, so it seems that nothing will happen to him.

Fan Shiyi knew that Zhou Ping wanted to use Song Tixia to hone himself.

"Meeting Donor Fan."

Fan Shiyi looked around and saw Xiao Baiyun and Zhiqiu Yiye.

Xiaobaiyun is the land of Pudu Cihang. He grew up in Kyoto and naturally knew Fan Shiyi.

Fan Shiyi also had contact with Xiao Baiyun.

Zhiqiu Yiye looked at Fan Shiyi and could sense her extraordinaryness: "Who is this person?"

Little White Cloud said: "This is the first for the younger generation of Confucianism."

Zhiqiu Yiye's eyes lit up, and he pushed Xiao Baiyun: "Hurry up and introduce me to him!"

Xiao Baiyun scratched his head and said, "Donor Fan, this is a disciple of the Kunlun Mountain Sect."

Zhiqiu Yiye was a little unhappy: "Hey, little monk, do you have something else to say? Who am I?"

Xiao Baiyun suddenly realized: "This is the number one of the younger generation of the Earth Sect, and he named himself."

"What do you mean by self-proclaimed? I am the first!" Zhiqiu Yiye was a little anxious: "I won the first place by beating my fellow apprentices, so my master let me go down the mountain."

Zhiqiu Yiye looked at Fan Shiyi and said, "You are the best among the young generation of Confucianism. Are you interested in a fight?"

Fan Shiyi shook his head.

"I know Confucians are not good at fighting. I can let you use one hand, no, I can let you use both hands." Zhiqiu Yiye put his hands behind his back.

Fan Shiyi smiled speechlessly, then pointed at Zhou Ping in the distance and said, "He is the number one of the younger generation of Confucianism."

"Ah?" Zhiqiu Yiye and Xiao Baiyun looked at Zhou Ping in confusion.

Fan Shiyi paused for a moment and said, "He writes better poems than me, so he should be the best among the younger generation of Confucianists."

Zhiqiu Yiye said nothing.

"By the way, I'm already a third-grade rank person, which makes me different from you kids." Fan Shiyi looked at Zhiqiu Yiye with a slightly raised corner of his mouth.

Zhiqiu Yiye looked at Fan Shiyi in disbelief: "Third rank! You are actually third rank."

Zhiqiu Yiye couldn't believe it. Fan Shiyi was so young, just the same age as himself, but she was actually a third-grade cultivator.

No wonder Fan Shiyi said that he was not the first among the young generation of Confucianists. It turned out that he was already a third-rank official, and was not at the same level as those of the fourth-rank official.

At this time, Zhiqiu Yiye was full of frustration.

But as Fan Shiyi said, Fan Shiyi is already a third-rank official, so there is no need for Zhiqiu Yiye to compete with her.

After Fan Shiyi entered the third rank, he withdrew from the competition for the top spot among the younger generation.

"Damn it, someone among my peers has actually reached the third rank, and that person is not me." Zhiqiu Yiye looked at Fan Shiyi and sighed, knowing that he could no longer catch up with Fan Shiyi.

Well, let's change our competitor.

Zhiqiu Yiye looked at Zhou Ping in the distance.

And in the county government office of Qinghe County.

Zhao Tiancheng half-squatted on a stool, extremely excited.

"Zhou Ping, what rank are you? Seventh rank? Sixth rank? Or maybe fifth rank!"

"This is Song Tixia, a fourth-rank warrior, the best among those below the third rank! Not to mention you, even if it's Fan Shiyi who has entered the third rank, I'm afraid he will lose."

"How weak are Confucianism? Do you know? Song Tixia has killed a third-rank official!"

"Think carefully. If you fight him and die, you can't blame me."

Zhao Tiancheng was very excited, but also conflicted. He wanted Zhou Ping to fight Song Tixia, and wanted Song Tixia to accidentally kill Zhou Ping.

But Zhao Tiancheng didn't want Zhou Ping to accept the challenge. If he was really killed, it would be a big trouble!

Zhou Ping smiled calmly: "It's rare to fight with a fourth-rank warrior. If I die accidentally, it's my own business and has nothing to do with others."

Zhao Tiancheng's eyes lit up, and then he pulled up County Magistrate Lu, and then looked at everyone present.

"You are all doing well. Zhou Ping said that if he dies, it has nothing to do with others."

"The sword has no eyes. If Song Tixia really injured or accidentally killed Zhou Ping, you must testify that he did it voluntarily."

Zhao Tiancheng didn't expect Zhou Ping to be so arrogant. He actually dared to agree to compete with Song Tixia. He naturally knew that Zhou Ping wanted to find someone to sharpen his knife. "Yes, yes, yes, we all saw it. It was Zhou Ping who took the initiative to ask for it. If he takes action, it is none of other people's business." County Magistrate Lu said.

Nearly a hundred people present also echoed the sentiment.

"Yes, it was Zhou Ping's request. It has nothing to do with Mr. Zhao."

"Yes, yes, Zhou Ping is too arrogant. Does he really think he can deal with Song Tixia? He is a fourth-grade warrior!"

"Hey, don't forget, Zhou Ping has a magic weapon!"

"Yes, those monsters are Zhou Ping's strength. Even Song Tixia is no match for Zhou Ping."

Everyone present was talking. They didn't think highly of Zhou Ping, but they knew that Zhou Ping had a scroll that could conjure up monsters.

"A fourth-grade warrior, even I don't dare to fight easily." Zhiqiu Yiye shook his head. He knew that he was just a fragile mage.

Among opponents of the same rank, the warrior has a huge advantage, and even a Taoist like him doesn't dare to deal with him easily.

Xiao Baiyun also nodded: "Yes, he is a fourth-rank warrior, and he is so old and has rich combat experience. Even you and I may not be his opponent."

Fan Shiyi gently waved her paper fan and said nothing. She knew that Zhou Ping had the magic weapon left by Fan Zhongfu.

But Fan Shiyi knew that with Zhou Ping's personality, he would definitely not use these magical weapons.

Inside the county government office, Zhao Tiancheng heard what everyone was saying. He asked County Magistrate Lu, "What monster? What magic weapon?"

Lu ordered and explained, "Zhou Ping has a magic weapon given to him by Fan Daru, a scroll that can conjure up monsters. It is said that the strength of these monsters is the third rank!"

Zhao Tiancheng's face suddenly changed and turned black. The fat Song Tixia's face also changed suddenly.

Confucian painting technique.

The people or monsters drawn by a first-class master have certain strength.

If there really are ten third-grade monsters, Song Tixia will not be able to resist them.

"Brother Zhou Ping, you want to fight with me, but you have a magic weapon with you, which seems a bit unfair." Song Tixia sneered.

Zhou Ping shook his head: "I don't know how to use the magic weapon Fan Ru gave me."

Song Tixia and Zhao Tiancheng looked at each other and nodded. They didn't expect Zhou Ping to agree so easily. He promised not to use the magic weapon given to him by Fan Zhongfu.

"You are all very good. Zhou Ping said that he will not use the magic weapon given to him by Fan Ru!" Zhao Tiancheng said hurriedly, fearing that Zhou Ping would go back on his word.

County Magistrate Lu nodded and said, "Mr. Zhao, we all heard that Zhou Ping will not use the magic weapon given by Fan Ru."

"Yes, yes, yes. We can all testify. Zhou Ping said that he would not use the magic weapon given by Fan Ru."

The onlookers said that although they were afraid of Zhou Ping’s current strength, they were more afraid of Zhao Tiancheng’s identity.

So at this time, the onlookers all stood on Zhao Tiancheng's side.

Only Wang Cheng had worry in his eyes, but due to his status he couldn't get a word in, so he could only look at Zhou Ping anxiously.

"In that case, let's get started!"

Song Tixia showed the long sword in his hand.

Zhiqiu Yiye's eyes lit up: "This is a good opportunity. The number one of the younger generation of Confucianism will be defeated first, and then I can go on stage and defeat Song Tixia. Wouldn't it be possible to show off my prowess in front of others?"

Zhiqiu Yiye is not optimistic about Zhou Ping, and is waiting for Zhou Ping to lose before challenging Song Tixia. This way, his status as the number one of the younger generation of Taoist Di Zong will be confirmed!

Fan Shiyi just smiled faintly and gently waved her paper fan. Although she didn't know what Zhou Ping wanted to do, she had confidence in him.

After the two of them went through some things, Fan Shiyi felt that Zhou Ping was a very reliable and dependable person.

Zhou Ping thought for a moment and took out the vajra from his waist.

Zhou Ping is a fifth-rank Confucian, a seventh-rank warrior, an eighth-rank Buddhist, and a tenth-rank Taoist.

His overall strength is comparable to that of a peak fourth-grade warrior. Coupled with his Vajra Indestructible Body and Divine Movement Technique, his defense and speed are no weaker than those of a third-grade warrior.

The only thing that is inferior to the third rank is probably strength.

It’s just that the vajra can add to the strength of the practitioner, so it just makes up for Zhou Ping’s lack of strength.

Song Tixia snorted coldly. He really didn't take Zhou Ping seriously.

A fourth-grade warrior is already rare in the world. In addition, Song Tixia has been practicing for many years and has killed countless people, so he is very experienced.

Moreover, Song Tixia has reached the eighth level of Taoist cultivation.

This gave Song Tixia great confidence.

In addition, the steel knife in Song Tixia's hand is also extraordinary, having killed countless people with it. It cost tens of thousands of taels to specially customize it from the Imperial Observatory.

Not only that, Song Tijie also has a precious armor on his body, which also has defensive power.

"Zhou Ping, I'm sorry!"

(End of this chapter)