Chapter 195: Strange Competition
The fat white man's momentum was like a violent storm. Zhang Tie had to spend a lot of effort to prevent Erhu and Gouzi from being affected.

Zhang Tie lowered his head and found Erhu's body shaking. He was filled with fear and kept muttering, "This fat white guy doesn't hold a grudge, right?"

Zhang Tie felt that Fatty Bai didn’t even remember that Erhu had offended him. As a Nascent Soul, hiding in the camp of a Jindan leader, he probably had some shameful purpose.

Zhang Tie thought like this in his mind, holding Erhu's arm with his left hand and the dog with a broken leg with his right hand, which looked quite funny.

"Xuan Zi, no, Brother Xuan, let's go. Your hand is hurting me, and Gouzi's leg is still broken!"

Zhang Tie nodded and led the two towards tent number 18.

. . .

Zhang Tie sat alone in the tent, the sunlight outside shone through the formation of the tent and onto Zhang Tie's face.

Zhang Tie's face felt warm, which should be a very comfortable feeling, but he frowned, closed his eyes, and kept thinking about the mysterious aura he just felt from the fat white man.

The fat white guy definitely has no martial arts skills. From the aura he exuded at the end, it can be seen that he is a genuine Nascent Soul.

Therefore, his mysterious power was figured out by himself, which means that Zhang Tie might have learned this from the fat white guy.

With this mysterious power, his strength can continue to improve!
However, his cultivation speed in the way of immortality was really slow. He kept frowning because he was getting stronger and stronger in fighting, but his cultivation of immortality was really lagging behind.

Moreover, he always encounters opportunities to improve his fighting skills, and he learns very quickly.

He had just started in the direction of cultivating immortals, and it was extremely difficult for him to learn.

If Zhang Tie wants to leave this world, he must focus on cultivating immortality!
Zhang Tie encouraged himself, his frown relaxed, he stood up from the mat and walked to the next compartment.

The person living next door was Gou Zi. Zhang Tie thought about it and decided not to ring the bell. Gou Zi's legs were broken, so he decided not to disturb him.

He turned around and went to Erhu's cubicle, rang the bell for a long time, but found that no one was there.

Zhang Tie felt it was a bit strange, but it didn’t matter. He just wanted to ask whether they should still participate in the next competition. They were tied, so did this count as advancement?
If he was considered to have advanced, Zhang Tie thought about getting first place, maybe he would get some rewards or something.

Now that Erhu is not here, he should go find Fatty Bai and ask. Zhang Tie is not familiar with anyone, except Gou Zi and the others, Fatty Bai can probably be considered a semi-acquaintance?
Zhang Tie walked to the edge of the competition area, where a fight had already begun. The fat white man had returned to the small table and was watching the situation on the field listlessly.

"Fellow Daoist, please move aside. I'll pass." There were too many people in the venue, forming a circle around the entire stage, and Zhang Tie had to squeeze in.

There was a burly man in front of Zhang Tie. He thought that if this man turned sideways for him, he could get in. So he reached out and pulled the man in front of him who was looking excited.

The burly man was very unhappy and said without turning his head.

"Don't push, if you come late, line up at the back!"

"I have something to talk to Brother Bai about!" Zhang Tie pushed the tall man in front of him again.

When the big man heard the three words "Friend Bai Daoyou", he turned around, saw Zhang Tie, swallowed his saliva, and quickly made way for him.

The people around saw the big man's actions and turned around to find Zhang Tie. They all hid aside as if they had seen a ghost.

Zhang Tie was puzzled and thought about his previous performance. He thought that his strength was exposed and these people were afraid of him.

It was nothing, Zhang Tie didn’t care, so he walked in directly.

Zhang Tie walked through the circle formed by the crowd and ran towards the fat white man.

"Fellow Daoist Bai?" Zhang Tie greeted him. The fat white man looked up at Zhang Tie, then turned back without replying.

Zhang Tie felt a little strange. He took two steps forward, stood in front of the fat white man, and greeted him again.

The fat white man still didn't respond.

And he didn't move at all, as if Zhang Tie didn't exist at all.

ignore me?
Zhang Tie was a little angry. Being ignored made him furious.

But then I thought, I'm not familiar with him, so I might as well just ignore him.

Zhang Tie turned around and left. At this time, he saw that four of the six people on the stage had fallen. It seemed that one team had won.

The fat white guy spoke, the next group, Team 18 vs. Team 1!
Zhang Tie turned back. Team 18 was his team. What was the fat guy doing? Was he doing this on purpose?
Because they had clearly just finished the fight, and the second game had just ended. Logically, there were still seven games before it was their turn. The fat white guy definitely did it on purpose.

The fat white man's eyes were a little evasive, and Zhang Tie felt that he had guessed correctly. This fat white man was planning something bad.

But it doesn’t matter, no one can beat him. In front of the absolute fist, all conspiracies are paper.

"Where's the rest of your team?"

The three members of Team One actually look the same.

The person standing in the middle asked Zhang Tie.

Zhang Tie felt that although these three people looked average, their uniform clothing and uniform standing posture made them look quite majestic.

Zhang Tie said, "They are busy, I can do it myself!"

He thought that it was just a small matter and he wanted to see what was going on with this fat white guy.

Besides, didn’t everyone see the Fatty White Guy’s Nascent Soul cultivation level before? How come there are still people at the scene who dare to say that the Fatty White Guy is fat and got a lucrative job?
As Zhang Tie was thinking this, he suddenly discovered that the three opponents had already made a move. They threw magic weapons and talismans at him like raindrops!
"He cheated!"

Zhang Tie was in a panic. Although his body was incredibly strong, he was not going to resist these things head-on. That would be foolish of him.

The people around saw Zhang Tie in a panic, but no one laughed at him. Instead, they all watched Zhang Tie's actions nervously.

It felt as if Zhang Tie was a powerful enemy from outside who came to bully them.

Zhang Tie was in a bit of a mess. He had been fighting hand-to-hand before, but now he was being played like a kite. Zhang Tie felt very frustrated. After this fight, he insisted on finding a way to hit the enemy far away.

Zhang Tiepi is thick-skinned and the three opponents have limited resources, and soon they run out of these things that can be easily activated.

Zhang Tie grinned and said, "Now it's my turn!"

The three people on the opposite side remained calm, and one of them took out a black sword.

While Zhang Tie was still not able to react, the black sword pierced Zhang Tie's chest.

Zhang Tie was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He looked down and saw that the tip of the sword was stuck in a dark area. The pure air in Zhang Tie's body automatically transferred to his chest.

Zhang Tie was furious, and then he disappeared, leaving the entire venue covered in dust.

Someone on the field shouted, "Captain, be careful, don't lose, otherwise we will all be sent to feed the demons by this guy!"
Zhang Tie narrowed his eyes when he heard this, but he temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart and decided to defeat the three people in front of him first!
(End of this chapter)