Tang Yong wasn't willing to lower himself to the level of a little kid, nor did he want to compare himself with this kid.
However, the shamate he was sitting on had a look of excitement on its face.
The imperial horses were kept in the Imperial Horse Prison. Although they were usually provided with good food and drink, they didn't have the chance to run around recklessly. As soon as they left the city, the shamate immediately ran around happily. When it saw that the horse behind it was about to catch up, it actually turned its head and spat out a mouthful of saliva!
"Hiss!"
Jiang Liu's Longma was sprayed while it was running wildly. The Longma raised its hooves and neighed as if it was frightened. It almost overturned Jiang Liu who was behind it. Jiang Liu's face was dark. He barely managed to clamp his legs on the horse's back to avoid the fate of being overturned.
"Shameless!" Jiang Liu gritted his teeth and said.
However, at this time, Tang Yong had already run far away and caught up with a group of silver-armored cavalrymen. The shamate followed behind the silver-armored Longma and imitated their footsteps. Then, it looked curiously at the silver armor on their bodies. It seemed to be interested in the silver armor. The shamate opened its mouth and was about to bite it.
Slap!
Tang Yong couldn't stand it anymore. He slapped the shamate's head and whispered in its ear, "If you act like an idiot again, I won't give you a single Spirit Pill!"
The shamate shook its head resentfully, indicating that it understood.
Just as Tang Yong and the cavalrymen in front were advancing side by side, the little thing in his arms suddenly became restless and squeaked. Tang Yong was puzzled. He thought that the little thing was hungry, so he gave it some jerky. However, the little fox didn't even smell it. Instead, it pointed at the sky behind Tang Yong and squeaked.
Tang Yong was stunned when he saw this. Then, his expression changed slightly. A monster's spiritual sense was sharper than a human's. Could it be that something dangerous was about to happen for Fragrant Fox to be so restless?
Tang Yong's eyes flashed. He abruptly raised his head and looked in the direction Sweetyfox was pointing.
"Whoosh, whoosh …" Between heaven and earth, a sudden gust of wind blew through the wilderness. Sand and stones were swept up by the wind, and a yellow sandstorm was set off. The cavalry at the front immediately stopped and set up camp. Some of the people at the back relied on their higher cultivation and continued to gallop wildly in the wind, but most of them chose to dismount and temporarily hide.
Tang Yong only felt a gust of wind blowing past him. Tiny grains of sand brushed against his body, causing him to feel slightly itchy. He narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction that Fragrant Fox was pointing at. He only saw a figure flying through the air amidst the chaos.
Rumble!
After a loud bang, the man's feet landed on the ground, and cracks appeared on the ground under his feet.
Strangely enough, after that person landed on the ground, the incomparably violent sandstorm actually gradually became smaller, and even gradually dissipated.
The man who chased them was dressed in a green Daoist robe, had snow-white hair, and was half an inch shorter than ordinary people. If that was all, it would be fine, but he had the face of a seven or eight-year-old child. He looked like a child wearing adult clothes, which was particularly strange.
Heaven Child Daoist glanced at the crowd and asked with a cold gaze, "Who is Tang Yong? Come out and die immediately!"
Two cavalrymen had already stopped in front of Heaven Child Daoist when he arrived, but their eyes were full of fear when they saw how powerful the Daoist was just now.
"Senior, we are participating in the Ten Nations Martial Arts Tournament on the orders of His Majesty …"
"Get lost!" The Daoist waved his hand and a gust of wind rolled up, directly flipping the two cavalrymen to the ground.
Tang Yong quickly stepped forward to catch the two of them. Heaven Child Daoist's gaze immediately fell on Tang Yong. Suddenly, his eyes flashed and he raised his palm to face Tang Yong.
All of a sudden, a terrifying suction force pulled Tang Yong hundreds of steps back.
Heaven Child Daoist grabbed Tang Yong's collar, lifted him up, and asked in a dangerous tone, "What's your name?"
Tang Yong grinned and took a deep breath before answering, "My name is Tang Brownie, Sleet, Victoria, Bolivins, and Yong!"
"Ding … from Heaven Child Daoist's distress + 43 …"
Heaven Child Daoist was stunned to hear his words. 'Damn it, is there anyone with such a long name?'
However, he immediately recovered from the shock and looked at Tang Yong with a gloomy expression. "You're f * cking fooling me, you're courting death!" After saying that, he raised his palm and was about to slap the top of Tang Yong's head!
Just as Tang Yong was accumulating power in his palm and getting ready to fight hard, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from behind, followed by the Third Prince's heavenly voice.
"Elder Heaven Child, stop!
This person is going to represent our Han and Tang Empire in the Ten Nations Martial Competition. It doesn't matter if you injure him, but if you cause our Han and Tang Empire to be defeated because of this, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the responsibility of this matter! "The Third Prince spurred his horse out and said righteously.
Sure enough, after Heaven Child Daoist saw the Third Prince, his expression changed slightly, but he snorted coldly and laughed in anger. "Haha, Third Prince, you're really eloquent. Tang Yong killed my disciple, what's wrong with killing him for revenge? Why do you make me out to be an unreasonable person?"
The Third Prince frowned when he heard those words and looked at Tang Yong inquiringly. Tang Yong knew that he wanted to know what happened, so he nodded and said, "I don't have any grudges with Wang Miao. We just made a bet previously and I went to take back the bet, but I didn't expect to be sneak attacked by him and accidentally killed him in the fight."
Seeing that there was a commotion on Tang Yong's side, the genius martial artists who were walking at the back all came over to watch the fun. They were all elites of the Han Tang and had high status. Many of them had seen Heaven Child Daoist before.
At this moment, they all began whispering to each other.
"Isn't this Elder Heaven Child of the Qingyun Sect?
Why didn't he practice in the Qingyun Sect and come here? "
"I heard that Tang Yong killed his new disciple. He's here to kill Tang Yong and avenge his disciple!"
"Alas, this Tang Yong's cultivation is not very good, but he's very troublesome. I think the Third Prince might as well ask him to go back and pick someone else. Anyway, he's participating in a low-level martial arts competition. If he loses, so be it!"
…
Listening to the discussion around him, the Third Prince's face became more and more ugly. He said to Elder Heaven Child, "You also heard that Tang Yong didn't mean to kill. Why don't you give me face and let this matter go for the time being?"
Elder Heaven Child sneered when he heard this. If it weren't for the Third Prince's cousin and the Qingyun Sect's master's favorite disciple, he wouldn't have wasted so much time talking. However, the other party was a prince after all. He still had to give him face. As for how much face to give, it was up to him.
Elder Heaven Child glanced at Tang Yong and sneered, "Well, Third Prince, I'll give you face today. If this guy takes my palm and doesn't die, then I'll let him go!"
"This …" The Third Prince glanced at Tang Yong hesitantly. Since Elder Heaven Child said so, he must have the confidence to kill Tang Yong with one palm. If he agreed, Tang Yong's life would be gone.
Just when the Third Prince was still hesitating, Tang Yong suddenly said, "Okay, I promise you!"
Elder Heaven Child was stunned, and then his anger turned into joy. He laughed and said, "Good, you said it!" After that, he immediately put Tang Yong down.
"Tang Yong, don't be impulsive!
Elder Heaven Child is different from Marquis Shenwu. He has been at the peak of Rank Nine for decades. His cultivation is unfathomable!
If you take a palm from him, you will have a slim chance of survival! "The Third Prince advised anxiously.