Chapter Nineteenth: Fatso's Splendor

  If it were the former Xiao Pangzi, he wouldn't have had this patience, but the things that happened in these days made Zhang Xiaojian thoroughly change, like a mountain eagle sitting on a branch observing the flying habits of the tiger eagles, he wanted to let his eyes adapt to the extreme speed of the tiger eagles' takeoff, as long as he could grasp this trajectory, he could attack.

  And in the process, Zhang Xiaopang also felt the benefits of the Small Bow Refining Technique. Originally, when looking at the tiger eagle, he could only see a shadow, but as he practiced and observed, this shadow gradually became clearer, and with this progress, Zhang Xiaopang became even more focused.

  Two people, one on the tree and one under the tree, with no distractions in their hearts. This is probably Zhang Xiaopang's first time finding something that makes him obsessed besides sneaking a peek at Hu Jing taking a bath. Many times, Fatty really forgets everything else.

  Only the mouse monster Ball Ball was rolling around on the ground, bored and listless. These two guys didn't play with him, one hung from a tree all day, and the other sat on the ground and didn't get up, like a stone.

  And so, day after day passed by, probably for these two brothers, time had never passed so quickly before.

  In about twenty days, Zhang Xiaopang turned into a fat leaf on the treetops, and more than ten tiger eagles perched on the higher treetops, chirping away without knowing that the hunter was right next to them.

  Zhang Xiaopang's movements were very slow, as if merging with the surrounding environment. The tiger and eagle still had no gap between them. When the killing intent was revealed in an instant, the tiger and eagle immediately flapped their wings and flew high, and at the moment of startup, they instantly turned into a white light.

  At this time, Zhang Xiaopang's mouth corner revealed a thread of confident smile. Once grasping the trajectory, it was not easy to run wherever he wanted. He urged the small bow to shoot an arrow.

  These days he has been constantly changing places, trying various methods, and summarizing the must-win rules.

  Firstly, it is necessary to be able to keep up with the movements of Hu Ying.

  Secondly, the distance from the tiger eagle cannot exceed ten meters, otherwise it will be considered an attack, and even with the tiger eagle's speed, it can escape.

  Fatso is very confident about this arrow!

  His eyes shone brightly, and with one arrow, from drawing the bow to locking onto the target, it was as smooth as flowing clouds. After so many days of confrontation with the tiger eagles, Fatty had also made great progress.

  It's harvest time!

  The spotlight locked onto one of the tiger eagles. This guy had once pooped on Fatso's head, and its tail color was different from the others. It was unbearable, and Fatso had it in for him!

  The tiger eagle was also startled, and this arrow had infinitely approached its buttocks. The fat man's mouth corners rose with a harvest smile.

  Look at you, taking a fatal blow from Zhang Zhenren's unbeatable arrow!

  At this time, a layer of green light suddenly appeared on the body of the tiger eagle, shooting out like lightning, and its speed directly exceeded the lock-on of the fat man.

  Fatso stared blankly with his mouth agape... Is this really okay?

  Bang~~~~~

  Fatty was stunned, his mouth agape. The arrogant tiger eagle crashed into a tree, its mocking expression frozen on its disgusting bird face, and it fell straight down.

  Is this okay too?

  Fatso picked up the unlucky tiger eagle, stunned for a moment, then puffed out his belly, "Haha, you're intimidated by Zhang Zhen's overbearing aura, aren't you? As the first shot of Invincible Divine Arrow Zhang, it's your honor!"

  "Brother Meng, Brother Meng, I've won! We can head back now!"

  Wang Meng rushed over with the ball like a flying rabbit, and Qiu Qiu rolled out from the grass beside him towards Pangzi.

  Rubbed the ball's head, saw Wang Meng still sitting motionless under the tree, Zhang Xiaopang was stunned, "Ball, Brother Meng has been sitting like this all along?"

  The little mouse was almost suffocated, and when it saw its master return, it nodded desperately.

  Zhang Xiaojiang scratched his head, hesitated for a moment, and still gave up calling Wang Meng. He often heard that during cultivation, the most taboo was disturbance, and sudden enlightenment was hard to come by. Once missed, it might be impossible to find this feeling again.

  There are at most five or six days left before the deadline for the entrance exam.

  Looking at Wang Meng under the tree with a calm face, Pangzi patted the ball and said, "You are in charge of the lookout, notify me immediately if there is any situation."

  What a load of crap!

  The ball nodded reluctantly and retreated into its own hole.

  Mice are born with the ability to dig holes, and at least the fatter ones can dig pits.

  Zhang Xiaojiang didn't know when Wang Meng would wake up, but the tiger eagle in his hand was awake, a pair of overbearing eyes staring at this damned fatty.

  As the king of tigers and eagles in this land, I was actually caught by a stupid fat man. What a shame to my ancestors!

  "What are you staring at? Not convinced?" Fatso immediately gave Hu Ying a burst of punches, no wonder Meng Ge liked it, it was very cool when fighting.

  The Tiger Eagle King glared at his opponent, struggling desperately, but unfortunately, he had lost the speed advantage. The Tiger Eagle was really no match for him and could be crushed with just one slap on the buttocks.

  After grinding the Tiger Eagle King for a while, Fatso also felt that it was meaningless to do tasks just for the sake of doing tasks. What's most important is strength, and what's being tested is his archery skills. Just now...

  The fatty thinks he has some backbone.

  Pick up Hu Ying Wang, "I know you're not convinced, we can have another match, dare you?"

  The tiger eagle king looked at the fat man with disdain, wishing he could peck him a full head package.

  Chubby threw the Tiger Eagle King into the air with great elegance, and the Tiger Eagle King flew away with a whoosh.

  ……

  Fatty looked up at the sky, suddenly patted his head, what if Wang Meng woke up now, where to catch birds?

  But soon, the fatty could rest assured, chattering and chirping, a flock of shadows came over, probably numbering in the hundreds, leaning against, which pig told him that the number of hawks was not many, these are sparrows!

  The leader was the Tiger Eagle King who had been bullied by Fatty, a group of Tiger Eagle Kings chased after Fatty like bullets and bit him crazily, Fatty feared affecting Wang Meng, so he ran wildly all the way.

  He learned another truth - mercy to an enemy is cruelty to oneself.

  Fatso rolled and crawled into the pool, barely escaping disaster, but his whole body was bitten to a pulp. The pain was excruciating! Fatso was furious now - he wouldn't rest until he caught that guy, or else he'd change his surname from Zhang.

  In the confrontation, Fatty gradually understood the true meaning of Xiaosheng's Bow Technique. The effect of Yuanli was very rich, accelerating and enhancing killing power were just the most basic, like his fourth-level cultivation, he could already do the most basic pulling, but when facing Tiger Eagle, speed was still the most important thing, if he couldn't even deal with a single Tiger Eagle, what's the point of cultivating?

  When he understood the Small Bow's trick, Tiger Eagle King's days became difficult. Generally, Tiger Eagles couldn't dodge Zhang Xiaobao's attacks, only Tiger Eagle King could barely do so, but it was clear that Zhang Xiaobao's eyes were getting more and more used to Tiger Eagle King's speed.

  Hou Ying Wang was caught by him again, if not for the fat man's timely intervention, the arrow would have hit Hou Ying Wang and his life would have been gone.

  Carrying Tiger Eagle King, Fatso was extremely pleased, "Do you admit defeat or not?!"

  The tiger-eagle king hung its head in despair, knowing it was no match for this human being.

  Zhang Xiaopang carried the tiger eagle to find Wang Meng, this time he was justified and confident. Wang Meng was still sitting under the tree, with a layer of dust and leaves on his body.

  Zhang Xiaopang had just walked over and hadn't even had a chance to speak when Wang Meng's eyes suddenly opened.

  Today is a busy day, attending the 90th anniversary of the founding of the Communist Youth League in the afternoon and going to First Financial's "Brainstorm" as a guest in the evening. It's not easy at all! In summary, there is only one point: writing is the happiest and freest thing!

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