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"Hahaha, I didn't expect that Prince Dan of Yan could actually use his fart to blow a hole in his pants. Such a feat is unprecedented!"

Prince Tian Sheng of Qi openly mocked Yan Dan.

Then other philosophers and guests from various countries also laughed.

Upon seeing this, Yan Dan's face turned red. He no longer had the heart to fight. He simply lowered his head, admitted defeat, and left in a hurry.

And as he walked, he kept farting.

Chapter 231 I'm going to draw a turtle on your face

After Yan Dan left, Yue Shen also walked down the arena with a frown on her face.

As soon as she left there, her chest heaved violently and she breathed in big gulps of fresh air.

God knows how hard it was for her to hold back Yan Dan's series of farts, but even so, she could still smell that indescribable smell.

Although she won the game, Yue Shen was not happy because this game really made her sick.

At this moment, her impression of Yan Dan had become irreparably bad, and she felt only deep disgust towards him.

After this game, Yan Dan became completely famous.

It's just not a good reputation.

Yan Dan, who was completely humiliated, scolded his guards immediately after returning, then packed his luggage overnight and left Taiyi Mountain.

As for causing trouble for the person who sold them the pills, he was not in the mood to do so.

Taking drugs secretly is not an upright thing to do, and once it is exposed, it will be even more embarrassing.

Now he is just misunderstood to have a stomachache, but if this matter is exposed, his character will be ruined, and it will become very difficult for him to recruit talents and expand his power.

Therefore, Yan Dan could only swallow this loss in silence.

Whether he leaves or not will not affect the continuation of the competition.

However, Bai Yuan was a little disappointed when he heard the news that Yan Dan had left.

Without one interesting person, the competition became a lot more boring.

After a day of competition, Bai Yuan and others returned to their residence.

Yun Xi and the other dancers had prepared dinner before Bai Yuan and the others returned.

"Sir, would you like to eat now?"

"can."

Bai Yuan nodded slightly. After watching the game for a whole day, he was indeed a little hungry now.

Soon, plates of exquisite and delicious food were served.

After dinner, Bai Yuan and others sat in the yard to rest and enjoy the moon.

Bai Yuan stroked the kitten and couldn't help feeling somewhat satisfied.

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the yard.

"Brother Bai Yuan!"

Xiao Meng came hurriedly with a wooden sword in her hand; her voice arrived before she did.

"Xiao Meng? Why are you here?"

"I'm here to learn sword skills from my senior brother!"

Xiao Meng raised the wooden sword in her hand, with a gleam of expectation in her eyes.

"Why do you want to learn sword skills from me? I remember that your lessons are in charge of your master and the head brother, right?"

"Recently, Master has been in seclusion again, and the head brother is busy organizing the martial arts competition and has no time to teach me, so I came to you."

Xiao Meng replied.

In fact, there was more reason why she came to find Bai Yuan. Today, she also saw the competition between Jimo Huaxue and Tian Meng. The charm displayed by Jimo Huaxue at the last moment left Xiaomeng with a deep impression.

She specifically asked Chisongzi about all this and learned that Jimo Huaxue's swordsmanship was completely taught by Bai Yuan, and Bai Yuan's swordsmanship was obviously better than Jimo Huaxue's.

Bai Yuan nodded slightly after hearing Xiao Meng's explanation.

"Okay! Then I'll give you some guidance, as an exercise after dinner."

Bai Yuan stood up, put Xue'er down, then walked to the center of the yard, and with a casual move, he used his internal force to take a branch as a weapon.

"Let's set a small goal first! Try to cut off the branch in my hand."

He shook the branch and said slightly provocatively.

Xiao Meng snorted: "That goal is too small!"

She turned her wrist slightly and attacked Bai Yuan.

Compared to the first time they met, Xiaomeng's swordsmanship has improved greatly.

The attack was more crisp and clear, like flowing water, and there were fewer flaws.

Bai Yuan nodded slightly, knowing that Xiao Meng must have been practicing swordsmanship very hard during this period and was making rapid progress.

It can be said that before Jimo Huaxue activated the [Sword Immortal Talent], her progress was far slower than Xiaomeng's.

This little girl is truly born with a natural cheat!

Unfortunately, no matter what, compared to Bai Yuan, Xiao Meng is still too immature in all aspects.

After Bai Yuan dodged two swords by leaning sideways, he casually threw out a sword. It seemed careless, but in fact it was hitting Xiao Meng's weak spot just right.

Xiao Meng was slightly stunned when she was poked by a branch.

"If I poke you ten times, I'll draw a turtle on your face later!"

"what!"

When Xiao Meng heard this, her expression suddenly changed. She shook her head and glared at Bai Yuan.

However, Bai Yuan took advantage of her anger and tapped her three times in a row.

"Two, three, four!"

Listening to the numbers from Bai Yuan's mouth, Xiao Meng quickly distanced herself from him.

"You...how can those three swords just now count?"

Xiao Meng was a little annoyed and wanted to argue with Bai Yuan.

She didn't expect that her senior brother would be so unsportsmanlike and even launch a sneak attack.

However, Bai Yuan shook his head and answered seriously:

"In a battle, revealing so many flaws due to the opponent's words is often very fatal. I am helping you correct some bad habits. You should thank me."

Xiao Meng snorted lightly and stopped arguing with him. She clenched her sword and attacked again.

Bai Yuan smiled slightly and resisted with ease.

Xiao Meng gritted her teeth. She found that the branch became extremely tough in Bai Yuan's hand. No matter how hard she tried, at most she could only leave some shallow white marks on the branch.

And the sound that Bai Yuan made from time to time sounded like the devil's low moan.

"five......"

"six......"

"Seven or eight..."

In a short while, Xiaomeng had been stabbed eight times.

Xiao Meng became more anxious when she thought about Bai Yuan painting a little turtle on her face.

She didn't think Bai Yuan was joking with her. This hateful senior brother would definitely do such a thing as drawing a turtle on the face of his lovely junior sister.

At this moment, she suddenly thought of the scene when she first met Bai Yuan and was dressed up by Bai Yuan.

At that time, Bai Yuan put his fingers together as a sword and entangled her wooden sword, then used the force to fight back against her and threw her out, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Thinking of this, Xiao Meng's eyes suddenly lit up, and she decided to give the other person a taste of his own medicine.

He no longer thought about how to cut the branch, but instead pushed the sword back and forth, trying to make Bai Yuan lose his grip on the branch.

Bai Yuan understood Xiao Meng's thoughts almost instantly.

"You think you can use this tactic against me, that's a good idea."

He praised Xiaomeng, then turned his wrist slightly, and the branch and the wooden sword in Xiaomeng's hand seemed to become two magnets, firmly sticking together.

Xiao Meng's face suddenly changed, and the next moment she felt dizzy.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and used her hands to support herself before she fell to the ground, then rolled over.

When she raised her head, Bai Yuan tapped her twice again.

"Ten times!"

Xiao Meng snorted, accepting the fact that she had lost. She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

“You…come on!”

Chapter 232: Grudges in the Arena

By the stream, the girl scooped up a pool of clear water and vigorously washed the marks on her face.

In the moonlight, through the reflection in the stream, you can see a puffy face.

"Damn you, Senior Brother! Next time I'll draw a turtle on your face too!"

Xiao Meng rubbed her face gently and grinned.

She did not give up because of this failure, but decided to go to Bai Yuan to learn sword again in the future.

Although Bai Yuan was a little bit hateful, she had gained a lot from the brief fight.

After all, Bai Yuan, like Jimo Huaxue, possesses the [Talent of a Sword Immortal], and his swordsmanship will inadvertently reveal an obscure meaning.

Under Bai Yuan's deliberate teaching, Xiao Meng could naturally feel something different from it.

Xiao Meng is very talented and has excellent physique. Although she has some mental constraints, she is also a rare unpolished jade who can be made into a useful person with a little polish. Otherwise, she would not have been noticed by Bei Mingzi and accepted as his last disciple.

After washing her face, Xiaomeng shook her head and prepared to go back to rest.

But at this moment, she heard a melodious music and stopped involuntarily.

She looked around, looking for the source of the sound. After determining the direction, Xiao Meng walked towards that direction.

From a distance, she saw a figure leaning against a tree trunk, playing the xun alone.

The music made Xiaomeng feel a little emotional.

"Meow~"

A sudden cat's meow interrupted the sad music.

Xue'er appeared on the tree at some point, jumped down and ran to Xiaomeng.

Qingxuan noticed Xiaomeng and immediately stepped forward to salute.

"Renzong Qingxuan, greetings to Uncle Xiaomeng!"

Xiaomeng nodded slightly, but at this moment her attention was no longer on Qingxuan, but on Xueer.

She noticed that there was a small jade bottle curled around Xue'er's tail.

"Did my senior brother ask you to bring this to me?"

Xiaomeng squatted down and touched the kitten's head.

Xue'er rubbed her little hands, then handed the jade bottle to Xiaomeng.

Xiao Meng opened it and took a look, and found that it was actually the Spirit Gathering Pill!

Since the Spirit Gathering Pill is different from the Qi Nourishing Pill, one furnace may only yield a few pills. Plus, Chisongzi had obtained the recipe for the Spirit Gathering Pill not long ago, and there were only a limited number of alchemists in Tianzong who could refine the Spirit Gathering Pill. Therefore, the number of Spirit Gathering Pills produced by Tianzong in this month was actually not that many.

So Xiao Meng had only seen this kind of elixir from Chisongzi, but had never used it.

This bottle of Julingdan contains at least ten pills! This is an unimaginable benefit for her to cultivate her inner strength. For a moment, Xiaomeng couldn't help but smile.