Woof, Woof! Lord Yellow Mountain Is My Loyal Little Dog!

The Young Master Phoenix Slayer moved nimbly left and right, dodging Doudou's attacks time and time again.

He even had the energy to continue his provocation, "With this Wind-Fire Wheels magic weapon, your speed has certainly increased considerably. But do you think I've been sleeping during these past few years of seclusion? To better bully you, I've been working diligently in my seclusion these past few years."

Is this Young Master Phoenix Slayer's life goal simply to bully Doudou? All his trembling cultivation and arduous seclusion are just to make him better at bullying Doudou?

"Woof woof!" Doudou became even faster because of her anger.

However, no matter how fast Doudou sped up, Young Master Phoenix Slayer was always slightly faster.

Both were moving too fast; with Song Shuhang's eyesight, he could only see a screen full of Doudou and the afterimage of Young Master Phoenix Slayer.

"Damn it! Once I advance to the Fifth-Grade Great Demon and condense my Demon Core, I'll make you pay!" Doudou roared. "One day, I'll make you remember the fear of being pinned to the ground by me, and the humiliation of being constantly bullied and humiliated by me!"

"Bah! Even when you advance to the Fifth-Grade, you still won't be my match!" Young Master Phoenix Slayer said smugly. "Therefore, however you bullied me before, I will bully you back little by little. And I will never give you a chance to surpass me!"

If one day Doudou were to reach his level, he would immediately run Western to follow Senior White Crane.

I will never be as ignorant as I was when I was young, foolishly challenging Doudou head-on despite being weaker than her, only to be utterly bullied by Doudou then.

"Woof woof woof, do you really think I haven't improved at all? Naive fellow. Here's your chance, take my ultimate move— Cloud-Discharging Palm!" Doudou roared, clapped its paws together, and then stood up on its hind legs, looking as if it was about to use a special palm technique.

Young Master Phoenix Slayer narrowed his eyes slightly, his body tensing.

But just then... a huge net suddenly descended from the sky, Young Master Phoenix Slayer inside!

This massive net came too suddenly. Not only did Young Master Phoenix Slayer not see it clearly, but many of the fellow Daoists in the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group' who were watching from the sidelines also did not see it clearly.

"Hahahaha, you foolish Phoenix Slayer! This net is Yellow Mountain Big Fool's masterpiece. It can even trap Sixth-Grade Blood Demon. You have nowhere to run!" Doudou laughed triumphantly.

Upon hearing this, Young Master Phoenix Slayer abruptly turned around and glared angrily at True Lord Yellow Mountain: "True Lord, you're showing favoritism by helping Doudou!?"

True Lord Yellow Mountain shook his head. "I didn't make a move."

He made two of these nets; he kept one for himself. Doudou kept pestering him to give him the other one.

Doudou did it herself just now.

Young Master Phoenix Slayer gritted his teeth, turned to look at Doudou: "Damn it, what kind of hero relies on the advantage of magical artifacts?"

"Woof woof, I'm no hero. I'm just Pekingese. If you don't like it, bite me!" Doudou said smugly. "Besides, blame Yellow Mountain Big Fool, he's the one who forged this magic weapon."

The True Lord Yellow Mountain standing nearby. "..."

He was already considering whether or not to cast another Silencing Spell on Doudou.

Young Master Phoenix Slayer gritted his teeth in hatred.

"Foolish Phoenix Slayer, come and taste the pounce of this Doudou!" Doudou laughed triumphantly, then his body suddenly swelled up to a size of five meters.

"Woof!" it roared, lunging at the Young Master Phoenix Slayer, who was firmly trapped in the net. If it were to crush him, the Young Master Phoenix Slayer's ribs would surely be broken.

Just as it seemed that Young Master Phoenix Slayer was about to be crushed by Doudou, Young Master Phoenix Slayer suddenly took off his black-rimmed glasses and revealed a wicked smile.

The next moment...

Doudou's enormous body suddenly stopped in mid-air—as if it had crashed into an invisible wall, forcibly bringing it to a stop.

Then, Doudou landed from the air, squatted on the ground, stuck out its tongue, and breathed like an ordinary puppy.

After a while, it raised its head and let out a long howl, Wolf One.

After a long howl, it barked loudly again, "Woof woof, Lord Yellow Mountain, you are my lovely little loyal dog!"

"Pfft..." True Lord Yellow Mountain immediately spat out his drink.

Just as Doudou cleared her throat, preparing to call out again, True Lord Yellow Mountain decisively intervened. "Silence!"

Doudou has been banned from speaking.

"Woof woof woof woof~~" A series of strange cries came from its mouth.

Doudou barked for a while, then a confused look appeared in its eyes.

It tried barking a few more times, but all it could come out of were 'woof woof' sounds.

Unfortunately, it had no choice but to give up.

Then, it quickly walked to the edge of the large net covering Young Master Phoenix Slayer and reached out its claws to scratch at the net.

The large net trembled slightly, as if sensing Doudou's presence, and on its own contracted, shrinking into a small ball and disappearing into Doudou's fur.

At this moment... Song Shuhang saw that the Young Master Phoenix Slayer, who had been trapped in the net, seemed listless and stood dejectedly in place. Doudou had suddenly become so strange; had she fallen victim to some kind of spell cast by the Young Master Phoenix Slayer? It seemed like the spell might have a backlash?

After the net was untied, Young Master Phoenix Slayer raised his head and slowly put his glasses back on.

Opposite him, Doudou's bewildered eyes suddenly regained their composure.

"Woof woof woof woof (What did you do to me, you stupid Phoenix Slayer!)" Doudou roared, but no one present could understand its bark.

Perhaps the person opposite, who is likely the 'Wang' Young Master Phoenix Slayer, can understand its bark?

"Hahaha!" Young Master Phoenix Slayer laughed triumphantly. He leaped up, clamped his legs around Doudou's neck, and twisted them.

The two were too close, and Doudou had no chance to dodge. Its huge body was knocked to the ground by Young Master Phoenix Slayer.

"Do you admit defeat or not, Doudou!" Young Master Phoenix Slayer shouted.

"Woof woof woof!!" Doudou scratched the ground fiercely with its paws.

However, the angle at which Young Master Phoenix Slayer strangled him was clearly the result of research and practice; Doudou's claws simply couldn't reach Young Master Phoenix Slayer.

Doudou was filled with grief and indignation!

Three minutes later.

Young Master Phoenix Slayer stood up refreshed, bit the bone into his mouth and gnawed hard, then spat it all over the ground.

Behind him, Doudou's eyes were glazed over, and the dog seemed to have been completely exhausted, lying on the ground for a long time unable to get up.

The Doudou's Nemesis truly lives up to its name.

Song Shuhang pondered, could it be that Young Master Phoenix Slayer's ability is a special type of magic similar to 'mind control'? And that allows him to inflict both physical and psychological damage on Doudou?

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The farce of Doudou vs. Young Master Phoenix Slayer has come to an end.

The predecessors of the 'Nine Provinces Number One Group' continued to modify hand-held tractors.

Moreover, the senior engineers didn't work in isolation; they helped each other out.

For example, at this moment, Northern River's Loose Cultivator called out, "Master Profound Principle, can you bless my hand-held tractor? Then I'll add a Water-Avoidance Formation to your tractor, and my Water-Avoidance Formation are among the best in the group."

Master Profound Principle nodded, stepped forward to Northern River's Loose Cultivator's tractor, put his hands together and silently recited scriptures in his heart. Then, he patted Northern River's Loose Cultivator's tractor with both hands.

Wow!

The chanting of Buddhist scriptures filled the air, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere. Northern River's Loose Cultivator's tractor seemed to turn golden in an instant, and many young monks could be vaguely seen dancing around the tractor.

Song Shuhang's eye twitched... This was truly blessed by a high-ranking monk, worth a fortune!

If Northern River's tractor can still maintain its basic structure after the competition, it will have extraordinary collectible value.

If anyone's house gets haunted, just carry this hand tractor over there, and it'll definitely ward off the ghost!

"True Lord Yellow Mountain, can I install a thruster on the back of the vehicle?" Creation Mountain asked loudly.

"As long as you don't modify it into an airplane, maintaining the basic structure of a hand-held tractor should be fine, right?" True Lord Yellow Mountain wasn't too sure either. "Why don't you call and ask Venerable White?"

"That makes sense." The Dharma King Creation then went to make a phone call.

"Fellow Ancient Lake Abbey, what is this... a missile? Are you going to mount this on a hand tractor?" Mad Saber Three Waves's voice rang out.

Song Shuhang turned his head and saw that the True Lord Ancient Lake Abbey was calmly placing a missile in the trailer of the hand-held tractor.

"Ah, these are the spoils I obtained last time when a branch of an Ancient Lake Taoist Temple in Africa was looted by a local warlord. I went there to seek revenge. I never thought they would come in handy now," said the True Lord Ancient Lake Abbey calmly.

As he spoke, True Lord Ancient Lake Abbey calmly glanced at True Lord White Crane in the distance, a smirk playing on his lips. This missile was meant for that scoundrel, True Lord White Crane!

He was Spiral Ascension in front of all his disciples, which greatly damaged the image of the abbot.

He had even thought that Fellow Daoist White Crane had sent some nice gift... Just thinking about how mysteriously True Lord White Crane introduced the gift box when he delivered the package made True Lord Ancient Lake Abbey feel heartbroken and deceived.

Sensing something, the True Lord White Crane in the distance turned his head to look at the conspicuous missile and sniffed.

The White Crane felt like it was about to fall off a pill.

When he participated in the competition, he acted on impulse, overruling all objections to strongly support Venerable White's 'Hand Tractor Race' plan.

Now that it had calmed down, it suddenly realized that this 'Hand Tractor Race' had given its fellow cultivators in the group an opportunity to get revenge.

It could already imagine the scene of fellow cultivators in the group using various methods to 'get close' to it after the competition started.

At first, he thought that his fellow cultivators would probably play a game of accidental collisions or 'car crashes'.

But now, even missiles have appeared...

What's next?

Heaven-Shattering Thunder? Myriad Swords Formation? Or Immortal-Slaying Cannon?

Therefore, True Lord White Crane was carefully considering whether he should transform into a female White Crane for a period of time. Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman, and he believed that if he were to become a female White Crane, he would definitely be very beautiful.

Perhaps the fellow cultivators in the group will soften their hearts and let her go when they see the beautiful female White Crane?

After all, beautiful ＠＃％×Fairy always have the privilege of being forgiven, no matter what.