Orluros
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Zhang Xiaohua, upon hearing his words, darted away like a frightened stray dog, running out of the Assembly Hall in a flash. Just as he exited, he nearly collided with Zhang Chengyue, who was holding a piece of paper in his hand. Zhang Chengyue sidestepped to avoid the collision, glanced at Zhang Xiaohua's hasty retreat, and shook his head with a smile before entering the hall. Handing the paper to Ou Peng, Zhang Chengyue said: "Master, this disciple was careless and made a mistake. I ask for your…-
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Zhang Xiaohua cautiously approached and softly asked: “Captain He, what… what happened here?” He Tianshu didn’t turn around but sighed and said: “See for yourself. I have no idea what’s going on either.” Zhang Xiaohua hesitated to step forward and instead admitted in a low voice: “Captain He, it’s my fault. I got too caught up in participating in the Martial Arts Competition and didn’t properly take care of the medicinal fields.” He Tianshu glanced back at Zhang Xiaohua and shook…
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With Zhang Xiaohu's matter concluded, Ou Peng instructed Wen Wenhai and Zhang Xiaohu to leave the hall. Now, only Zhang Xiaohua, Ou Peng, Elder Hu, and Zhang Chengyue remained in the Assembly Hall. Zhang Xiaohua stood at the front, nervously staring at the ground while his eyes darted back and forth. He could feel the intense gazes of Ou Peng and Elder Hu fixed on him. He couldn’t fathom why Sect Master Ou had kept him behind. If it were simply to reward him, Zhang Xiaohu’s presence shouldn’t have…
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Zhang Xiaohua noticed Ou Peng's astonishment and quickly added: "Ah, I haven’t yet thanked Sect Master in person for your generosity. If not for your reward, I imagine I would’ve been kicked off the stage by Yuan Kong as soon as I stepped on it. Sect Master is truly wise; you foresaw today’s competition and granted me the Piaomiao Step in advance." Ou Peng, unable to hold back a laugh, scolded him: "Your flattery is far too obvious. Don’t do that again; it’s nauseating." Feigning shock, Zhang…
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Faced with the overwhelming enthusiasm of the Piaomiao Sect disciples, Zhang Xiaohua could only retreat in disarray, fleeing the scene like a defeated soldier. By the time he squeezed through the crowd and returned to Zhang Xiaohu’s residence, Zhang Xiaohua was out of breath. He muttered with lingering fear: “That was practically a battle. It was even more exhausting than the duel on the platform. I’d rather face those bald monks again.” Nearby, He Tianshu, watching the spectacle with amusement,…
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Zhang Xiaohua keenly noticed the worry in Zhang Xiaohu’s eyes and grinned. He turned to He Tianshu and said: “If such a simple trick went unnoticed by that burly monk, it must be because all that chanting sutras has messed up his brain.” He laughed as he finished, and He Tianshu joined in, saying: “Perhaps, maybe, who knows? Hahaha!” Zhang Xiaohu chuckled softly as well, though the nature of his laughter was different from He Tianshu’s. The three chatted idly for a while longer as the sky…
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Zhang Xiaohua felt his nerves fraying as Master Changgeng’s gaze bore into him. He thought to himself: “Did this monk see through something?” But what could he possibly have noticed? Could it be, Zhang Xiaohua wondered anxiously:” He’s upset about me damaging Dalin Temple’s face and wants to silence me? Goodness, what should I do now?” Just as Zhang Xiaohua was consumed by unease, he suddenly heard Master Changgeng laugh heartily and say: “Zhang Xiaohua, hmm? Not bad. You’re quite…
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PS: Today, the mystery of this "pit" will finally be revealed. Have you figured it out yet? Yuan Kong took out a small jade-carved box from his robes. Opening it, he carefully scooped out some black, paste-like substance that emitted a strong herbal fragrance. He applied it meticulously to his injured fingers, and a cool sensation instantly spread through his hand, easing the pain. Once he had closed the box and stored it away, he used his inner energy to circulate through his fingers, helping the…
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As the spectators saw the situation clearly, the participants themselves were even more aware of what was happening. By this point in the match, Yuan Kong’s mind was crystal clear. The lack of power in Zhang Xiaohua’s punches and the sluggishness in his footwork all indicated one thing: Zhang Xiaohua was like a grasshopper after autumn, barely able to jump a few more times before collapsing. This realization stirred a mischievous urge in Yuan Kong’s heart. If he could toy with Zhang Xiaohua a bit…
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It wasn’t that Ou Peng was entirely unwilling to assess Zhang Xiaohu’s aptitude; it was simply that, as the leader of the Piaomiao Sect, he was overwhelmed with countless responsibilities. How could he spare much attention for such seemingly trivial matters? Even Zhang Xiaohua, the boy who had saved his biological sister, was barely a blip in his memory—he could hardly recall his name. It wasn’t due to any lack of intellect on Ou Peng’s part—on the contrary, his exceptional natural talent made…
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