The fat Taoist priest who magically appeared in front of everyone was Fatty.
Everyone took a closer look and found that except for his hair, which was a little wet, the fat man had a full beard and tail and was safe and sound!
"Brother Neon Taoist was unlucky and couldn't escape. It can only be said to be God's will."
The fat man said to Naoki Aoyama in a joking tone.
"Zhenren Zhang" was stroking his beard and smiling, while the two little Taoist priests Xiao Zhu and Xiao Lu winked at the fat man strangely.
The other thin Taoist with a wretched appearance exchanged glances with the fat man inadvertently.
The fat man had a proud look on his face and kept rushing towards the people from the Huaxia Dao Sect who came forward to greet them with their hands raised in greetings.
"Quick! Send to the hospital!"
Yoshikawa Tokuo was the first to come to his senses and quickly gave instructions to his subordinates.
The agents in black clothes with make-up hurriedly stepped forward and carried Ito Xiunian away with all their hands - now they could only treat a dead horse as a living horse.
Neon Taoism is no longer possible, so we can only see if modern medical technology can help.
"I said, Master Dao and I should win this game, right?"
The fat man took a step forward and said carelessly to Naoki Aoyama and Hiroshi Fujita.
"Ahem... this round is considered to be - Taoist Priest Zhang Qiling wins!"
Aoyama Naoki announced with a livid face.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this game has already been won by Plath’s version of Taoist Master Zhang Qiling.
If Aoyama Naoki can say that he won like this, that would be so shameless!
"Wait!"
An old voice suddenly sounded.
Sure enough, as expected, an accident occurred.
Hiroshi Fujita, who had white hair and beard, stood up with a look of grief and indignation.
"The escaping skills of the Chinese Taoist sect are indeed amazing. Xiunian himself is not good at learning. I can't blame others. But the two games just now were a win and a loss. How about we have a final contest?"
Fujita Hiroshi asked everyone present in authentic Chinese.
"Isn't that necessary?"
“Everyone values harmony!”
"That's right, harmony brings wealth!"
Some Taoist people who were afraid of trouble quickly said with a smile.
"Win two out of three games, I think it's good! That's it!"
Yoshikawa Tokuo, who was a little unhappy at first, stood up and said the final word when he saw the masters on his side coming on stage.
As Yoshikawa Tokuo spoke, he signaled that the people in black had changed their formations and occupied various key locations in Nishi Hongan Temple.
There was a faint metallic light flashing between the black robes.
——No matter how high the Taoism is, you are still afraid of the bayonet!
——Not to mention that the man in black seems to have a foreign gun!
"Since Brother Fujita insists on competing, we can only discuss one or two things, but we can make three chapters before the competition."
"Zhenzhen Zhang" walked out of the crowd stroking his long beard and slowly said to everyone in the "Jiu Ju Faction" and Yoshikawa Tokuo.
"Please tell me, real person."
Yoshikawa Tokuo was startled, exchanged a look with Aoyama Naoki and said.
"First, win two out of three games. After this game, no matter whether you win or lose, there will be no comparison."
"Second, just like the previous two games, make a life-and-death stance and live and die according to fate."
"Third, after the competition, you are not allowed to embarrass everyone in our sect again. Everyone can come and go freely!"
Ma Xiaoguang, who was pretending to be "Zhenren Zhang", said loudly to the people by the pool.
This proposal was unanimously approved by everyone in the Huaxia Dao Sect, and there was also a declaration of good things. If they didn't agree, everyone would break up.
After Naoki Aoyama and Tokuo Yoshikawa looked at each other again, they stood up and said: "Zhang Zhenren's proposal is quite reasonable. It should be like this, so let's follow Zhang Zhenren's suggestion."
Hearing what Qingshan Naoki said, everyone in the Huaxia Dao Sect breathed a sigh of relief.
If this game is over and there is no end, everyone will be melted in this neon temple even if they are full of iron.
——Do you know how many moths there are among Neon Taoist priests?
——Besides, those men in black have made it clear that they have something on their bodies. If the Japanese can't help it, no matter how good the Taoist masters are, they can't be faster than bullets!
Thinking of this, everyone looked at "Zhenren Zhang" gratefully.
"In this round, how about we compete in the 'Fighting in the Sky'?"
When Fujita Hiroshi saw the other party's next move, he was also extremely itchy and quickly stood up and asked.
"But it depends on the arrangement of the great elder."
"Zhenren Zhang" (Ma Xiaoguang) said calmly, stroking his long beard.
Seeing that the other party readily accepted the challenge, Fujita Hiroshi also became more competitive. He clapped his hands and the disciples in white clothes beside him quickly went to the side room next to the main hall.
After a while, a group of disciples moved in many Eight Immortals tables.
Fujita Hiroshi said slowly: "Today we will follow the example of the ancients and have a cloud platform fight. Both sides will build a nine-story high platform. The two high platforms are one foot apart. The two sides will fight on the platform. The one who falls behind wins!"
Ma Xiaoguang chuckled and said, "No matter what happens, as long as you abide by the three chapters of the agreement!"
Both parties had no objections, so they quickly signed the life and death certificate and began to let their men build a high platform.
This was a meticulous technical job. After setting up scaffolding and ladders, and working for more than an hour, both sides completed the nine-story platform.
The nine-story high platform built up by the Eight Immortals Table is either high or short.
The platform is about seven meters high, equivalent to an ordinary three-story building.
Neither party showed off their magical powers, but climbed up the ladder and slowly climbed up to the high platform.
Soon, the ladders and shelves were removed, leaving only two lonely high platforms.
On the high platform, two Taoist masters were sitting cross-legged, each holding a magic formula.
Wearing a blue robe and a tasseled crown, it was Fujita Hiroshi who looked like a master.
The person who changed into a yellow Taoist robe and wore the Five Mountains Crown Taoist Bones on his head was none other than "Zhenren Zhang".
Both of them had their eyes slightly closed, looking like they were in trance.
Sudden.
Fujita Hiroju, who was in green, opened his eyes wide, changed the technique, and shouted suddenly.
Soon enough, two fireballs flew out of the sleeves of Fujita Hirosu's robe and shot towards "Zhen Zhenren" on the opposite side.
When everyone in the "Jiuju Faction" saw this, they all showed ferocious smiles...
In the flash of lightning, seeing the fireball about to hit him, Zhang Zhenren took advantage of the situation and leaned back.
The fireball barely grazed the robe of "Zhenzhen Zhang" and flew rapidly towards the opposite roof.
Seeing that Zhang Zhen had moved, Fujita Hiroshi activated again, and with another shout, a strange white smoke column spurted out from the sleeves of his robe and shot straight towards the opposite side.
"Oops, Neon Taoist, this is the ecstasy smoke. If you inhale it, it will be very dangerous!"
Upon seeing this, Taoist Master Shi Xianfeng of the Maoshan Sect said anxiously to the Taoists next to him.
"Pfft"
There was a sound of spraying, and "Zhenren Zhang" seemed to spray out a mist of water from his mouth.
Then there was a "boom", a ball of fire ignited, and the front of "Zhenzhen Zhang" was clear.
The strange white smoke has completely dissipated!
When everyone in the Taoist sect saw this, they felt relieved and were waiting to cheer and help Zhang Zhenren.
But as the smoke rose, a flash of light flashed in front of Fujita Hirosaki, and everyone was suddenly dazzled.
Two white lights flew towards "Zhenren Zhang" like shooting stars chasing the moon!
