Li Huan looked in the direction of the sound.
The woman shouting from within the Kunlun Sect's camp was about fifty years old.
She was tall and imposing, with a fierce look on her face and an aura of dominance between her brows.
Clearly, she is Ban Shuxian, the wife of He Taichong, the leader of the Kunlun Sect!
Upon hearing that it was poisonous, Zhou Zhiruo's expression turned tense.
Abbess Miejue stared at the steamed bun in her hand, then glanced at the spicy soup in her cup, and began to have doubts.
Li Huan said unhappily, "Ban Shuxian! It's one thing that you don't buy my boxed lunch, but you actually accused me of poisoning the steamed buns and spicy soup. You're asking for a beating!"
Ban Shuxian's eyes blazed with fury as she suddenly drew her longsword.
"The five major sects of Emei, Shaolin, Wudang, Kongtong, and Huashan are afraid of you, but my Kunlun Sect stands tall and fears nothing!"
Goodness, besides her domineering aura, she also has the demeanor of a heroine.
Li Huan said, "Since you're not afraid, let's have a go! I'll show you the real pig-slaughtering knife technique!"
Unexpectedly, with a click, Ban Shuxian sheathed her longsword.
"You have the Xuan Tie Pig-Slaughtering Knife and the Yitian Sword. No matter how angry or impulsive I am, I won't use weapons to fight you. Wouldn't that be falling for your provocation?!"
Holy crap, they're clearly all talk and no action.
Li Huan disdained arguing with Ban Shuxian. He quickly took out a steamed bun from the insulated box, ate it while picking up a paper cup, turning on the tap of the soup bucket, pouring half a cup of spicy soup, and taking a few big gulps.
Actual actions show that there was no poison in the steamed buns and spicy soup.
"Hmph!" Ban Shuxian sneered, "A petty trick to deceive everyone! You'll definitely take the antidote first!"
"Madam's insight is brilliant!" He Taichong, standing to the side, stroked his beard and complimented Ban Shuxian.
"Hahaha……"
Yang Xiao threw his head back and laughed loudly.
"Madam He! Stop spouting nonsense and slandering Young Hero Li!"
"We, the Ming Cult, ate the steamed buns in the box! We, the Ming Cult, drank the spicy soup in the bucket! Why weren't we poisoned?"
Ban Shuxian curled her lips: "The steamed buns in the box must have been marked. None of the steamed buns given to the Demonic Sect were poisoned!"
White-browed Eagle King glared and cursed, "Shameless woman, talking nonsense! If Young Hero Li wanted to rob and kill, why would he only poison the steamed buns and spicy soup?"
Ban Shuxian retorted: "The Emei, Shaolin, and Wudang sects abstain from meat, eating only steamed buns and drinking soup, therefore..."
Before he could finish speaking, a figure struck like lightning!
Clap clap clap!
Ban Shuxian received three resounding slaps.
The person who slapped her was none other than Li Huan!
A gasp rippled through the crowd!
Li Huan's attack displayed superb lightness skill, moving with phantom-like speed, catching Ban Shuxian off guard and leaving her with no way to dodge.
Wei Yixiao was stunned. His mouth opened and a piece of "crispy pigeon" meat fell out. He was stunned for five or six seconds before he said admiringly.
"Young Master Li's lightness skill far surpasses mine... it can be described as unparalleled in the world..."
Ban Shuxian's cheeks were swollen and red, blood was flowing from her nostrils, and her head was fuzzy; she hadn't recovered yet.
He Taichong panicked and drew his longsword, pointing it at Li Huan.
"You...you actually slapped my wife!"
Li Huan retorted, "Her mouth is too foul. I went easy on her and only slapped her! If she accuses me of poisoning the food again, I'll cut out her tongue!"
He Tai rushed forward to block Ban Shuxian: "If you dare to lay a hand on me, I..."
Bang!
He Taichong flew more than 20 meters away and got stuck on a pine tree. His hat and shoes fell off, and he looked extremely disheveled.
"Master!" the Kunlun Sect disciples cried out, rushing towards the pine tree to rescue He Taichong.
Ban Shuxian regained some of her senses and retreated timidly.
Song Yuanqiao asked in surprise, "What martial arts did Young Hero Li use?"
Li Huan's movements were extremely fast; no one could tell whether he was using fist techniques or palm techniques.
"Unique Skill: Dog-Beating Fist!"
Li Huan smiled and joked as he returned to the electric tricycle.
Song Yuanqiao muttered, "Dog-Beating Fist? There has never been such a fist technique in the martial arts world..."
In fact, Li Huan used the eighth level of the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill" and the "Empty Fist" of Zhou Botong to knock He Taichong away.
Thump!
He Taichong fell from the pine tree and his head hit the snowdrift.
The disciples quickly pulled He Taichong out of the snowdrift and found that his face was pale, his eyes were closed, and he was unconscious.
Li Huan said to Zhou Zhiruo, "You were afraid that the steamed buns and spicy soup were poisoned, so you put them back in the box and poured them into the food bucket."
The White-Browed Eagle King laughed, "No need for trouble. Give all the steamed buns and spicy soup that the Emei Sect brought to the Ming Cult. I'm not afraid they're poisoned, hahaha..."
Seeing this, Abbess Miejue quickly said, "Although Li Huan is cunning, he wouldn't poison the food he sells! Let's eat without worry!"
After saying that, Abbess Miejue picked up the paper cup and took a sip of the spicy soup.
She savored it carefully, found it delicious, and nodded in appreciation.
Then, the disciples of the Emei Sect ate and drank to their hearts' content.
Song Qingshu hurriedly said, "Father, the Wudang Sect spends more money than the Emei Sect, so why don't we eat steamed buns and drink spicy soup? We can't let Li Huan benefit from this for nothing and then fight the Demonic Sect to the death on an empty stomach!"
Yin Liting said, "Qingshu is right! How can the Wudang Sect just stand by and suffer such a great loss?"
Song Yuanqiao immediately ordered, "Qingshu! Quickly get the steamed buns and serve the spicy soup!"
Song Qingshu led a group of Wudang disciples, who excitedly surrounded the electric tricycle and scrambled to grab the steamed buns.
Li Huan immediately scolded, "Stop fighting! Everyone line up! The disciples of Wudang have no manners at all. Doesn't Master teach them?"
Instantly, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Mo Shenggu, and Yin Liting looked embarrassed.
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