I Am Xiong Er

The moment his shoulder was patted, Wang Xian instinctively dodged to the side, turned his head, and threw a punch behind him!

Then came a "Honglong!" sound, and a black shadow flew back several yards.

Before he could even see who it was, a beast's roar of "Ao Wu!" sounded, and a gust of wind attacked him!

Followed by an angry roar: "What savage dares to hit your Xiong Er Ye!"

Wang Xian looked up, startled. He saw a six-foot-tall black bear pounding its chest at him.

It roared: "You're already dead!"

Wang Xian angrily retorted: "This is my territory, what monster are you, get lost!"

This was the first time he had encountered a talking monster beast. Even after meeting masters like Hundred Flowers Granny, Wang Xian was still startled.

Xiong Er patted his chest and grinned: "This is my territory!"

With that, he swung his fist like the wind and rushed towards Wang Xian.

A fierce battle instantly erupted!

Wang Xian thought to himself that this was a good chance to test his body strength. He threw a punch at the black bear, only to see Xiong Er was even faster than him.

The fists of the man and the bear clashed together in the wind, crushing countless green bamboos.

Gradually, the commotion of the fight grew louder and louder, with "peng peng" sounds constantly echoing. Even the old Daoist sitting in the main hall of the Daoist temple heard the roars from the mountains.

Thinking that Wang Xian was going to dig bamboo shoots to entertain guests, he could only wave his sleeve.

He said: "You fool, don't delay my entertaining guests. Hurry and go dig bamboo shoots with my disciple..."

"Ao Wu!"

Xiong Er was so startled by this that he flew back several yards, patted his chest, and yelled: "This little fellow is..."

Wang Xian heard his master's voice and couldn't help but laugh: "I am Wang Xian!"

"What the hell is Wang Xian?"

Xiong Er roared: "I'm not fighting anymore, I'm hungry. Hurry and dig some bamboo shoots for me to eat. After Xiong Er Ye is full, I'll deal with you!"

"You're seeking death!"

Wang Xian swung his arm and soared into the sky, tearing the void in an instant. He punched Xiong Er, who was approaching, sending him flying backward.

"Aow Aow Aow!"

Amidst a series of roars, Xiong Er, ignoring the old Daoist's instructions, rushed towards Wang Xian again.

It wasn't until the man and the bear were bruised and swollen that Xiong Er, while cursing, yelled.

"Kid, you dare to hit me? When my boss comes back, I'll have her beat you to death, you're dead!"

"Master, this little Daoist you raised is going to kill someone!"

"You're not human either. Who is the boss? Who is Xiong Da?"

"The boss is Donghuang Shuyu. There is no Xiong Da. Kid, don't try to build rapport with me!"

"Okay, I'm going to dig bamboo shoots!"

Listening to Xiong Er's yelling from the back mountain, the old Daoist was stunned at first, then stroked his beard and smiled lightly.

He said to Nangong Feiyan: "My female disciple picked up a black bear on the mountain the year before last... This fool slept through the winter and has woken up."

Hearing this, Nangong Zhilan couldn't help but ask: "There's another female disciple, where is she?"

Looking at Wang Xian, who was in the Foundation Establishment Realm, she felt he was too weak and really wanted to know the situation of the other maiden.

The old Daoist smiled: "A little fellow from the Donghuang Clan, she should be back soon?"

After being separated for a winter, the old Daoist also missed his first disciple a little, a maiden who might give Wang Xian a headache.

Nangong Feiyan blurted out: "I didn't expect a princess of the Donghuang Family to endure the loneliness of the mountains?"

The old Daoist smiled: "Why don't you stay a few more days? When she returns to the mountain, you can take her to your East Sea."

Nangong Fei shook her head and smiled: "I think this Xiong Er is quite good. Why don't you let the Donghuang Family Girl bring him to the East Sea then? I'll help him with his humanoid transformation?"

The old Daoist was overjoyed: "It's settled then."

He didn't want Nangong Feiyan to pay too much attention to Wang Xian, but it didn't affect Donghuang Shuyu and Xiong Er.

After all, that fool had been cultivating for so many years, it was time for him to achieve humanoid transformation.

Nangong Feiyan didn't expect the old Daoist to agree so readily and felt a bit unfair for Wang Xian.

After thinking for a moment, she asked: "What is your female disciple's cultivation level now? Should I let Wang Xian come to the East Sea to cultivate for a few years too?"

"No need. Wang Xian's skills are weak, so he won't cause trouble for the two of you."

The old Daoist thought to himself, at this crucial moment, how could he let Wang Xian leave his sight?

The Four Great Sects were already eyeing the Divine Sword, not to mention the countless cultivators in the world?

Speaking of his female disciple, the old Daoist couldn't help but smile and replied: "My female disciple's cultivation is good. She can go and see the outside world."

Nangong Zhilan sighed again upon hearing this, "Speaking of which, how can you be a master like this? You only have two disciples, yet you show favoritism?"

The Old Daoist's eyes widened upon hearing this.

"I only have two disciples, and you all want to poach them. Who will stay on the mountain to accompany me?"

Nangong Feiyan's journey to seek a sword was unsuccessful, but she unexpectedly learned that Bai Youyue of the Demon Abyss had appeared in Kunlun. This was not good news for the East Sea.

The two women only stayed at the Daoist temple for one day before leaving in a hurry.

The Old Daoist was indifferent. Xiong Er woke up, and it was just right to accompany Wang Xian in close-quarters combat.

Xiong Er gained a companion, and Wang Xian gained a sparring partner.

On the mountain, below the mountain, every day in the afternoon, after Wang Xian completed his day's lessons, he would go into the mountains with Xiong Er to play.

Although the snow on the snow mountain had only just begun to melt, Wang Xian, who had been cooped up all winter, and Xiong Er, who had slept all winter, could no longer bear it.

"Ao Wu!"

A strange expression appeared in Xiong Er's eyes. He struck a master's pose and clapped his hands.

He roared, "My hands are itching. Don't disappoint me!"

Wang Xian's eyes narrowed, and he let out a low growl.

"Make your move!"

Before the words fell, Xiong Er charged straight ahead. At the same time, Wang Xian also bared his palm, intending to strike.

Like a falling winter plum blossom.

Seeing Wang Xian trying to match his strength, Xiong Er's face broke into a smile.

His body directly crushed forward. He wanted to defeat Wang Xian with absolute power, with the might of Mount Tai pressing down!

Unexpectedly, Wang Xian took a step back and retreated. Xiong Er only felt his eyes blur, and Wang Xian's figure disappeared.

This made him widen his eyes abruptly. Just as he was about to roar, Wang Xian's palm had already slammed into his back...

This palm strike was too fast, like a ghost!

It directly sent Xiong Er flying. Xiong Er trembled, as if hit by a small mountain, and was sent flying backward, crashing into a great tree beside him.

The great tree trembled a few times instantly. Xiong Er's head lolled, and he actually fainted.

This scene changed too quickly. Wang Xian did not expect Xiong Er to be so not durable.

Angrily, he stepped forward and kicked Xiong Er, "Stop feigning death..."

"Ao Wu!"

Unexpectedly, Xiong Er instantly grabbed one of his legs and started to tumble on the ground!

Wang Xian took a deep breath and subconsciously twisted his body, striking Xiong Er's shoulder with his palm, "You fool, how dare you feign death with me!"

With just one move, he broke free from the bear's claws!

Amidst the ao ao sounds, Xiong Er got up from the ground, looking at Wang Xian in disbelief.

He patted his chest, "You dare to play a trick on me?"

"You are nothing more than this!"

Wang Xian, knowing he couldn't beat this fellow, still put on the air of a master, as if he felt arrogant under heaven and invincible under heaven.

Xiong Er let out a roar, and his cultivation erupted.

His bear paws swung like two great trees, sweeping horizontally towards Wang Xian!

With Wang Xian's physique and speed, he was already very impressive, but compared to Xiong Er, he was still a bit lacking.

So he had to retreat backward, and while in the air, he punched at Xiong Er!

"Ah..."

Finally, he was sent flying by Xiong Er's palm strike!

"You are too weak."

Xiong Er shook his head and looked at Wang Xian, whose legs were trembling.

He said with disdain, "When Senior Sister returns, she will torment you to the point of being worse than death every day!"

"Again!"

Before his words could fall, Wang Xian instantly rushed forward again, raising his right hand for a punch!

The moment the punch landed, Xiong Er's fist suddenly flashed with light, and he instantly slammed into Wang Xian's fist.

Unsurprisingly, Wang Xian, while in mid-air, trembled and was sent flying by this punch.

Angrily, he yelled, "Xiong Er, don't push your luck!"

Ao Wu!

Xiong Er patted his chest and laughed heartily, "I'm not playing anymore. I'm going to ask the Old Daoist how he took you in as a disciple!"

Before Wang Xian could recover, Xiong Er had already turned into a ball of black smoke and flew towards the Daoist temple.

Wang Xian patted the grass clippings off his clothes.

He roared from afar, "You're a monster beast, what are you so proud of?"