The Wudang Junior Master

Chapter 124: Borrowing the Banana Fan to Subdue the White Tiger

Most of the time, men cannot refuse to be someone else's father.

Hearing the child's words, Zhang Wuling couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, it's a deal."

"Wait." The child suddenly shouted, "What if you can't throw it up?"

"Then...I'll call you dad."

The child shook his head: "No, if you can't, just call me ancestor."

Zhang Wuling was shocked——

My goodness, he’s not satisfied with just being called dad, and he has to call him ancestor?

"Do you want to bet?" the child urged.

Zhang Wuling raised his chin and said, "Bet, why not? Let's just say it this way."

Hearing this, the child smiled happily and handed the stone in his hand to Zhang Wuling.

Zhang Wuling took the stone, looked at the elm leaves above his head, gathered his strength, swung his arms and threw the stone out.

The stones were like bullets, flying towards the treetops.

But what stunned Zhang Wuling next was that the stone lost its momentum and fell down halfway through its flight, without even touching a leaf.

"Ah this..."

Zhang Wuling felt a little embarrassed and decided to try again.

But after throwing it three or four times in a row, the result was no different. The stone would fall down before it even reached half the height.

It's really strange. In the past, when throwing the shot put, Zhang Wuling could easily throw it from one end to the other.

If you use lightness skills, you can easily cross this height of 100 meters.

Now he couldn't even throw a small stone up, which was really unbelievable to him.

Zhang Wuling stared at the air and observed carefully, but did not find anything unusual.

"Wait a minute, kid, let me try another method."

Zhang Wuling mobilized his true energy and used his lightness skills to soar into the sky.

Everything was normal at the beginning, but when it was almost halfway, Zhang Wuling found that the person was flying, but the distance did not change much.

With his eyes focused, Zhang Wuling swung his hand and a golden light turned into a rope, shooting towards the top of the tree canopy.

But the golden light continued to extend and could not be touched, as if the tree was not just a hundred meters long, but thousands or even tens of thousands of meters.

Finally, Zhang Wuling fell from the sky and lowered his head to think about what was going on.

The bull that can't be pulled and the tree that can't be flown are really magical and strange.

"Hey, how about it, are you convinced?" The child came up to him, put his hands on his hips and looked up, saying, "I admit defeat, and you have to call me ancestor."

Zhang Wuling came back to his senses and immediately put aside Bilian's flattering smile. He nodded and bowed, saying, "Ancestor! Little Ancestor! I kowtow to you!"

As he said this, Zhang Wuling prostrated himself on the ground and bowed.

The child was shocked and stood there in a daze, as if he had never expected Zhang Wuling to be so shameless.

Zhang Wuling bowed three times, then crawled to the child in a flattering manner and hugged the child's white and tender legs.

"Ancestor, can you tell me how to get the golden elm leaves from that tree?"

"Um...let go first." The child said embarrassedly.

Zhang Wuling immediately let go of his hand and stood aside with a smile like a treacherous minister.

The child said, "If you want the leaves from this tree, there's probably only one way."

"any solution?"

"My mother's fan."

"fan?"

"My mother has a fan made of banana leaves. If we can just use it and fan it, we can blow the leaves off the tree, and then we can get them!"

Zhang Wuling then asked, "Where is your mother?"

The child pointed up the mountain and said, "Just keep going until you see a big waterwheel and a waterfall. That's where my mother lives."

"how about you?"

The child said, "I won't go. I haven't had enough fun yet. You can go by yourself."

"Row."

Zhang Wuling responded and then walked up the mountain in the direction the child pointed.

After a while, after passing through a forest, we saw a large waterwheel and the rumbling sound of a waterfall.

As we got closer, we saw a small thatched cottage built by the water, with a quiet and peaceful environment.

A woman in a long thorny dress sat by the water, weaving quietly.

Zhang Wuling walked forward and saw that the woman had a beautiful and elegant face, so he said, "Madam, excuse me for disturbing you."

The woman stopped and asked curiously, "Who are you?"

"Mortal people."

The woman smiled when she heard this: "There are no vulgar people here. I think there is a real person here."

"I don't deserve it." Zhang Wuling said politely.

"I wonder what brings you here, sir?" the woman asked.

So Zhang Wuling told him how he wanted to borrow a fan to fan the elm tree.

After hearing this, the woman smiled and said, "That naughty boy is really playful. It's not difficult for me to borrow your fan, but I have a favor to ask. I wonder if the master can grant it?"

Uh, why is it that there are so many levels and links within each other?

Zhang Wuling asked, "What is it that Madam wishes for?"

The woman pointed to the mountains and forests and said, "There is a ferocious tiger in this mountain. It is extremely fierce. I would like to ask the immortal to subdue it. Is it possible?"

Zhang Wuling nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give it a try."

"Thank you, sir." The woman stood up and saluted.

After saying goodbye to the woman, Zhang Wuling went into the mountains again to look for the so-called evil tiger.

The forest was very dense, and Zhang Wuling walked for a long time before he heard the snoring of some wild animal.

Following the sound, I saw a white tiger lying in the forest. Even when lying down, the tiger's body was as big as a small mountain, and it exuded a terrifying aura of a wild beast.

Oh my god, what kind of prehistoric beast is this white tiger?!

The sleeping white tiger seemed to smell the breath of a stranger. Its eyes suddenly opened and looked towards where Zhang Wuling was.

Oops!

A gust of evil wind blew, and Zhang Wuling quickly dodged to the side.

Then, a large number of trees were knocked down by the white tiger at the place where they were just now. A tiger roar was heard, and the sound tore through the clouds and made people's souls tremble.

Zhang Wuling leaped into the air, stretched out his hand, and a golden light transformed into a giant palm, which slapped towards the white tiger.

The white tiger roared, raised its sharp claws, and directly crushed the golden light, then opened its bloody mouth and pounced on it.

Zhang Wuling originally wanted to use Fenghou Qimen, but suddenly found that he couldn't use it.

Seeing that the white tiger was about to bite him, Zhang Wuling quickly used his body skills to avoid it, then raised his fist and punched out.

The white tiger reacted very quickly and immediately swept its tail across.

A man and a tiger started a fierce battle in the forest. The fierce battle destroyed the nearby trees, and the momentum was so loud that it shook the mountains.

In the cave.

Suddenly, a tiger roar came from Zhang Wuling's body, which scared Feng Baobao so much that the hair on his head stood up straight. He quickly held the shovel in front of him with both hands for defense.

At this moment, a murderous aura emerged from Zhang Wuling's body, and his entire face became extremely ferocious, which made people shudder.

"what happened!"

Xiao Zizai, who was guarding the cave entrance, noticed something was wrong and rushed in immediately, only to be hit in the face by the explosive momentum.

The faint roar of a tiger in the void was so captivating that Xiao Zizai almost lost his mind and felt dizzy.

Feng Baobao held the shovel, turning left and right, as if he wanted to take action but didn't dare to move forward.

"Let's fight, let's fight..."