You've Taken All the Shoots on the Mountain!

[Class reunion!]

[Lan Yuxin: Aren't we classmates?]

[My old classmate from the next class!]

[Lan Yuxin: Better than us?]

[&%#_$@"?#&!!]

Lan Yuxin's thought process was quite peculiar, and Ling Mengxue was already at her breaking point, so she simply stopped looking at her phone.

On the other side, on the school playground, Lan Yuxin also looked a little worried. "Why are they ignoring me? Did they really go to a class reunion? I can go too."

"Yuxin, how did the questioning go?" Tang Ling tossed her the drink she had just bought and asked casually.

"No, we can only rely on ourselves!" Lan Yuxin smiled, gulped down a mouthful of iced dew, and suddenly felt something was off. "By the way, where's Class Monitor Yin Xuan? She shouldn't be gone this long just organizing the study tour documents, right?"

Tang Ling spread her hands and shook her head. "I don't know. Could it be that she doesn't like iced dew and went to buy floral dew instead?"

Lan Yuxin: "..."

"Yi Ren, you're an awesome Astral Mark Girl, and I'm just an ordinary person. What can I possibly use to fight you? A hammer?" Ling Mengxue sighed.

"Yes, I agree with what Ling Feng said." Zhao Ping nodded in agreement.

Ling Mengxue thought this guy had finally come to his senses, and a sense of relief flashed through her heart. But the next second, Zhao Ping's words made her collapse.

"But who is my brother Feng? He's a superman who can create a Category 7 tornado with a flick of his sleeve! Yi Ren, even though you're Astral Mark Girl, you might not be his match! When he makes a move, it's like a typhoon passing through! (`Δ?)"

Seeing Zhao Ping's heartbroken and distraught expression, Ye Yiren became even more eager to try her hand at the match; a duel between masters is what makes it interesting.

Ling Mengxue turned around abruptly, a smile on her face, "Zhao Ping, I really thank your whole family!"

"You're welcome (*??╰╯`?)?"

"..." "So you really thought I was thanking you?" Ling Mengxue's lips twitched slightly, knowing that some things were ultimately unavoidable.

I still need to show off my skills!

Yuwen and Zhao Ping naturally applauded. A real-life magic sword battle—it was thrilling just thinking about it; it would be a waste not to watch!

Qiu Yun'er looked at Ling Mengxue, a hint of worry in her heart.

Even if Zhao Ping described it as miraculous, could any ordinary person really defeat the Astral Mark Girl? That kind of magical and insurmountable power is probably only truly understood by them. It is a gift from heaven, capable of cutting through gold and iron!

There was definitely no place specifically for them to fight, and since it was getting late and everyone needed to go home, they all went to Blue Mountain Park together.

There are relatively few pedestrians in this area at night, with only one or two tourists passing by occasionally, so it's not a big deal.

In the center of the square, an old man in a martial arts uniform was performing "martial arts." The moment he stood in the middle of the square, the whole place seemed to gain an air of majesty. Tang Ling, Liu Yinxuan, and Lan Yuxin were also there watching!

The old man's lips curled slightly upward, his hand seemingly touching an invisible sphere. As he touched it, he seemed to merge with the wind, his movements soft and weak, yet giving the impression that boundless power lay hidden within, ready to erupt at any moment.

After the demonstration of a set of boxing techniques, applause rang out, and the old man's lips curled up again, showing his satisfaction, but not too much, just the right amount!

After watching for a while, Ling Mengxue and the others realized that the old man was actually practicing Tai Chi.

"Tai Chi Health-Preserving Exercise - Senior Citizen Version?"

Tang Ling blurted out, and the old man stumbled, almost falling to his death.

"What do you youngsters know? This is the legendary Taiji Bagua Fist, a style of Wudang for a long time. Ordinary people can't even see it!"

The old man smiled and stroked his white beard, appearing exceptionally magnanimous. "You young ladies have certainly seen something today!"

Tang Ling and her two friends originally wanted to come to this old place to practice magic, but they didn't expect to run into this old man.

Just as Lan Yuxin was about to speak, she suddenly saw Qiu Yun'er and her group standing in the distance, and Ling Feng and his brother were also there, which surprised her slightly.

She had originally intended to greet him, but considering their relationship, she immediately became more eager to speak. "Sir, please sit down over there. We're about to fight, and you might get hurt!"

"Oh ho~ Little girl, you're so young, yet you have such a big mouth!" Hearing this, the old man's eyebrows shot up in anger. "Do you know who Zhang Sanfeng is to me? Believe me or not, I can smash a brick with one palm!"

"Well... I'd believe you if you could break a brick." Lan Yuxin nodded, then asked curiously, "But are you surnamed Zhang? Or are you from Wudang?"

"No." The old man shook his head.

"Otherwise, how did you two meet?"

I met her on TV.

Lan Yuxin: "..."

The old man chuckled, "You wouldn't believe it, but I've made the acquaintance of many martial arts masters. They call me a prodigy and are all vying to take me as their last disciple and pass on their unparalleled martial arts skills to me!..."

Lan Yuxin couldn't help but twitch her lips after hearing this. She had thought he was a reclusive master, but it turned out he was just a delusional old man? This world is too crazy!

"Yuxin, there's no need to trouble the old man. We can just find another place," Liu Yinxuan casually advised, unaware of the reason.

However, Tang Ling had already spotted those familiar faces, and her expression brightened. She immediately greeted them, "Yoona, are you here to fight?"

She's now Trial-Level Magical Girls, and she was just worried about not finding a sparring partner, and here they are, delivered right to her doorstep!

Liu Yinxuan and Lan Yuxin both looked over, but they didn't say anything, though there was a hint of joy in their eyes.

Ye Yiren was also taken aback when she saw this. "Hmm? What a coincidence! But actually, I wanted to spar with Brother Ling Feng."

Lan Yuxin looked at Ling Feng, somewhat surprised, and said, "Feng, she's Astral Mark Girl! What are you, an ordinary person, doing fighting her? You'll get hurt!"

"Yes, Ling Feng, how about... we forget about it?" Qiu Yun'er was also a little uneasy.

For a moment, all eight people present were stunned.

Ling Mengxue was a little embarrassed and quickly put the sword behind her back, smiling slightly, "Yi Ren, wasn't it you and Qiu who wanted to challenge them to a duel? Why did you decide to fight me?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Zhao Ping and Yuwen were both stunned. What a damn clever escape!

"I see." Tang Ling grinned, conjuring a star-shaped magic wand out of thin air. "I'm Trial-Tier Magic girl now, so you can't accuse me of bullying a younger girl."

"Really? Okay, I've also Origin Transformation, so let's have a little competition first?" Ye Yiren raised an eyebrow and drew a knife without hesitation.

As for Ling Feng? We can settle accounts later.

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Chapter Four: You've taken all the bamboo shoots from the mountain!

As soon as the Magical Girls and the Astral Mark Girl made their move, all Zhao Ping and the others could see was a dazzling display of fire, ice, flames, and holy light, accompanied by countless flashes of swords and shadows—the scene was utterly breathtaking.

The old man stretched out his hand as if to gesture something, but his whole body was trembling, like he was washing his hair with cold water in the dead of winter; his hands shook uncontrollably. "Young man, you have no sportsmanship, using magic!"

Zhao Ping: "..."

Yuwen: "..."

Ling Mengxue: "..."

"Sir, please rest for a while. If you really can't manage, we can go over there and do some Tai Chi Health-Preserving Exercise. The battle between gods is not something we can interfere with!" Zhao Ping kindly advised.

Beside him, Yuwen, equally dazed, nodded numbly.

They thought they had already seen many incredible martial arts masters in Chongming City, but compared to the magic and swordsmanship before them, it was like heaven and earth.

"Zhao Ping, aren't you a master now? Why don't you go up and spar with them?" Yuwen suddenly said.

"Damn it, with my lousy skills, wouldn't I just be a punching bag?"

Zhao Ping pursed his lips, thinking to himself that he still needed to find some time to go to the mental hospital to consult Master Mo, and also bring her some fruit and snacks...

Boom--!!

The battle in the center of the square was quite intense. In the end, the four of them simply sat on a public bench, eating potato chips and snacks, watching the excitement, occasionally clapping, and making a few comments, feeling that their own sophistication had increased considerably.

The old man pressed down the plastic bag in his hand, poured the remaining potato chip crumbs into his mouth, savored them for a moment, and still wasn't satisfied. "Hey, young man, can I have another bag?"

"Three yuan a pack, remember to transfer the money to me later!" Ling Mengxue pulled out another pack of 'Kobike' from the darkness and casually tossed it over.

Zhao Ping turned his face and saw this scene. He was a little curious. "Hey, Ling Feng, how did you conjure all this food? Do you have some kind of legendary spatial ring?"

"Heh, you've been reading too many novels, haven't you? You actually believe that kind of thing... uh, it seems like it might actually be true." Before Ling Mengxue could answer, Yuwen spoke first. "It's just a pity it's a bit dry. It would be nice to have a few more drinks."

Ling Mengxue looked at the battlefield, her eyes reflecting the magical flames, and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I ordered takeout, it should be here soon. I also asked the restaurant to include a Coke!"

"This relationship is great!" Zhao Ping was very satisfied.

A moment later, the deliveryman arrived on his electric scooter.

However, when he saw the Magical Girls fighting in the park, his expression was calm, as if it were commonplace. He put down the food and prepared to leave.

Both Zhao Ping and Yuwen were somewhat surprised by the deliveryman's actions.

Is magic so commonplace these days?

Just then, the delivery guy suddenly took out a set from his insulated food box...

Recording equipment?!

After taking off the delivery uniform, a black suit jacket was revealed underneath.

Before anyone could react, he had already pressed the button on his phone and started the live stream.

"Hello everyone! This is Mango TV Radio Live! I'm your host, Chen Liang! I'm currently at Blue Mountain Park in Linzhou City. Guess what I'm seeing? That's right, it's the scene of the final battle between Magical Girls and the Astral Mark Girl!!..."

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This is... outrageous.

After a moment of silence, Ling Mengxue was the first to react, "Never mind, let's eat our beef noodles. I ordered the large braised beef noodles, which cost over thirty yuan a bowl."

After distributing four bowls of noodles and a small bottle of cola, a delicious meal was ready.

Zhao Ping wiped his hands. He hadn't eaten much all evening watching the show, so a bowl of braised beef noodles would be just right!

But as soon as he opened the lid, he was dumbfounded. "Damn it! Where the hell is my beef?"

At the same time, the old man and Yuwen were also stunned, clearly experiencing the same thing. "Neither do we!"

All I could see were four people, each holding a bowl of plain noodles. It really only contained clear broth and noodles, and the noodles were all mushy. What's worse, they hadn't even put any salt in them!

Holy crap, your dam!

Ling Mengxue rummaged through the bag, her brows furrowing slightly. "Um, I think I found it..."

When they opened the bag and saw what was inside, they were all stunned!

Four packets of flour, four packets of vegetables, and four packets of oil?!

Good heavens! Everyone exclaimed, "Good heavens!"

So this is really braised beef noodles?

This vegetable bag contains freeze-dried vegetables and does indeed have a few pieces of beef mixed in, so it seems there's no false advertising?

"Ling Feng, is this bowl of braised beef noodles really over thirty yuan? I have to give it a bad review!" Zhao Ping's lips twitched. He didn't expect to encounter such an outrageous thing when ordering takeout.

"Exactly, it deserves a bad review! Even I, an old man, can't stand it!"

The old man was furious. A pack of braised beef noodles at his convenience store only cost 1.5 yuan! Wholesale prices were 9.9% off! This unscrupulous merchant was charging twenty times the price! Wasn't this blatant robbery?

"Don't say that. We're all just trying to make a living. The business must be having some difficulties. Let's give it a five-star review!" Ling Mengxue comforted them.

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Upon hearing this, all three looked at him, their expressions somewhat complicated.

Are you perhaps the escaped Notre Dame from Notre Dame Cathedral?

"Damn it, don't look at me like that. If you said you'd give me a good review, then you'd give me a good review."

As she spoke, Ling Mengxue conjured a packet of braised beef from behind her back, sliced it with her Poetic Rhyme Sword, and covered the vegetarian noodles with the slices.

"Okay, that looks much better now, we can take pictures!"