The crowd quickly separated, especially the martial arts disciples on both sides of the voice who vacated a large open space as if avoiding snakes and scorpions.
A tall and slender young man had his arms folded across his chest and was looking ahead with a smile on his face.
His eyes were fixed on the yellow stone in Li Maolin's hand, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, as if he had never expected to see this thing here.
Beside him, there were several people from Dalin Village, including uncle and nephew Lin Ting, Yu Jiansheng, etc., all standing quietly with him as the center.
Li Maolin's eyes suddenly condensed, and he slowly said word by word: "Zheng Haotian..."
To the eldest son of the Li family, Zheng Haotian is just a nobody. Even if he is favored by the old man Qiu Mansion and inherits some martial arts skills, it will not change the disadvantage of being born into an ordinary family.
However, for some reason, at this moment, when he once again saw this man who made him extremely disgusted and jealous, there was a faint feeling of fear in his heart.
Shaking his head slightly, Li Maolin immediately put this terrible idea away.
If he still has fear when facing such an insignificant person, it will be a fatal blow to his cultivation.
Zheng Haotian kept a gentle smile on his face, and he stepped up slowly. The movement seemed slow and unhurried, but his feet were as fast as flying, and he was already under the ring in a moment.
Wherever he walked, everyone involuntarily moved out of the way.
Inexplicably, everyone around him seemed to feel an indescribable pressure, so they wanted to stay away from him.
Several people on the high platform looked at each other. They all noticed this small detail and couldn't help but murmur in their hearts.
But what really surprised them was that when Zheng Haotian walked over, even they couldn't see through the depth of this young man.
Zeng Jinke was greatly surprised that his nominal disciple, whom he had not seen for just over a year, seemed to have transformed into a completely different person.
"Mr. Li, one of the three spiritual weapons in Weihua belongs to me. If you want to bet and fight, how about you let He accompany you?" Zheng Haotian said lightly.
Li Maolin smiled and said happily: "No matter who it is, Li welcomes everyone."
His eyes became brighter and brighter. The reason why he had the courage to challenge Sun Qiaojing was because he knew that although this person's demon transformation ability was powerful, he suffered from a disease that was difficult to cure when he was young.
Internal injuries. If the two sides fight, once there is a stalemate, he can win the battle.
However, defeating Sun Qiaojing would be tantamount to severely offending Qiu Mansion, and he would not dare to do so unless it was absolutely necessary.
If the spiritual weapon had not been destroyed this time, making it difficult for him to explain to his family, he would not have been so unscrupulous.
But Zheng Haotian's proposal was exactly what he wanted. He never believed that a sixteen-year-old young man could defeat him after more than thirty years of hard training.
and……
If during a fight, Zheng Haotian was shot to death on the spot on the pretext that his fists and kicks were blind, it would be equally difficult to be held accountable.
When he thought of this, Li Maolin's heart suddenly became hot.
"Brother Zheng, please speak quickly. Since you said so, let's start the duel."
With a flash of his body, he was already on top of the life and death ring, looking at Zheng Haotian with bright eyes.
At this time, what he was most worried about was that Zheng Haotian did not dare to come forward to challenge.
Zheng Haotian's figure swayed slightly. He took one step forward and stepped onto the ring with ease, as if an invisible hand was supporting him up.
After seeing his movement, everyone including Li Maolin was shocked, but what surprised them was that none of them sensed any signs of true energy fluctuations.
Li Maolin finally put away the contempt in his heart, and his eyes became solemn and fierce.
"Haotian, here you go."
Yu Weihua removed the three spiritual weapons from his body and wanted to hand them to Zheng Haotian.
However, Zheng Haotian waved his hand slightly and said, "It doesn't matter."
Yu Weihua was startled for a moment, then as if he remembered something, he smiled hoarsely, turned around and left the life and death ring.
In the battle with Wan Qiangwen, he did his best, but when his opponent became Li Maolin, Yu Weihua would never go up recklessly and die.
The three spiritual weapons in his hand were given by Zheng Haotian, so it doesn't seem surprising that Zheng Haotian has a better spiritual weapon in his hands.
Zheng Haotian and Li Maolin stood face to face, and he said loudly: "Master Li, if you can win me over, then no matter which spiritual weapon you like on Weihua's body, you can take it away on the spot."
"Okay." Li Maolin nodded slowly and said, "If you can defeat me, then this..." He shook the yellow object in his hand and said, "This is yours."
After hearing their conversation, everyone on the high platform fell silent again.
In Pianxi City, gambling with spiritual weapons and treasures of corresponding levels is definitely a very rare and generous move.
Taking a deep breath, Li Maolin's body suddenly surged with an unparalleled huge aura.
The moment this aura began to spread, the martial arts apprentices near the edge of the ring involuntarily stepped back.
In just the blink of an eye, there was a huge commotion here.
In the face of this aura that was like an ancient ferocious beast, the vast majority of junior warriors were defenseless.
The expressions of Zeng Jinke and Sun Qiaojing changed slightly at the same time, and even Cheng Qinkai's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light.
It turned out that after not seeing him take action for several years, this young generation strong man who was famous in Pianxi City had actually taken another big step forward on the road of martial arts.
Zheng Haotian's clothes fluttered slightly. Among these people, he was undoubtedly under the greatest pressure.
But even so, he never took a step back, but there was a look of surprise on his face, as if he was extremely surprised that his aura was so huge.
Li Maolin's face became more solemn, and he said slowly: "Brother Zheng has great skills. I haven't seen you for a few years. It turns out that he has advanced to the Hunting King."
Zheng Haotian was stunned, and the expression on his face became increasingly weird.
Others only saw and felt the pressure from Li Maolin, but only he, as the person involved, understood that Li Maolin's momentum seemed to be fierce, but as soon as he came in front of him, he turned into a paper tiger.
Put any pressure on him.
This is not because Zheng Haotian's martial arts cultivation is far superior to that of his opponent, but because Li Maolin did it deliberately.
He painstakingly created the illusion that Zheng Haotian was not afraid of his huge momentum at all.
As he said, Zheng Haotian had indeed advanced to the hunter king realm, but this was not what Li Maolin saw, but what he called out randomly.
However, it is quite rare for him to be able to get this call right.
"Since Brother Zheng has mastered the magic skills, it will be difficult for Li to compete with Brother Zheng without using real skills." Li Maolin's eyes flashed fiercely, and he shouted loudly: "Brother Zheng, be careful."
His body suddenly began to expand. Although the expansion speed was not fast and the appearance was not very exaggerated, his body was indeed much thicker.
"Demon transformation?"
A trace of anger flashed across Zheng Haotian's eyes. The moment Li Maolin began to transform, he clearly sensed an unparalleled murderous aura coming from the other party's body. It was an aura that wanted to kill him.
Only by cutting the corpse into thousands of pieces can the hatred and resentment be relieved.
At this point, Zheng Haotian finally understood what Li Maolin was up to.
He is creating an illusion. He wants everyone to think that his martial arts cultivation is extremely high, so he will go all out. If he kills himself at this time, it can be attributed to the mistake.
This person actually had the idea of wanting his own life from the very beginning.
After Li Maolin transformed into a demon, he suddenly shouted loudly, pounced with all his strength, and grabbed Zheng Haotian's chest.
At this time, his palm has turned into a strong hand knife with a hint of light blue light. If he is struck by this palm, no matter how strong a person is, he will die.
"Stop..." Sun Qiaojing shouted sharply.
Although he knew that Zheng Haotian had the ability to transform into a violent bear king, he also knew that during the more than a year of missing, he would never stand still.
But the moment he saw Li Maolin suddenly kill him, he was still furious and deeply worried about it.
"Master Li, you cannot use demon transformation in Pianxi City."
Cheng Qinkai, who had always been like a clay Bodhisattva, finally spoke, but he was just talking and had no intention of coming to stop him.
A proud smile appeared on Li Maolin's face.
Although he lost a spiritual weapon today, it was still the only spiritual weapon that belonged to him.
However, as long as he can kill Zheng Haotian, then everything will be worth it. Moreover, according to the promise, as long as he kills Zheng Haotian, he can take one of the spiritual weapons as his own. This kind of best of both worlds is simply unimaginable.
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As for Sun Qiaojing's roar and Cheng Qinkai's indifferent dissuasion, he simply ignored them. Not only did he show no sign of stopping, but his momentum towards him became even more ferocious.
However, just when Li Maolin was about to arrive at Zheng Haotian's side, all the hairs on his body suddenly stood on end.
An extreme and incredible sense of crisis filled every corner of his body.
He had such a feeling of fear that if he really pounced like this, the person who would be most likely to be in danger would not be Zheng Haotian, but himself.
As soon as this feeling came to his mind for no reason, he saw a piece of light in front of him...
Zheng Haotian snorted angrily, raised his eyebrows, and a larger, more vigorous, and more unfathomable aura surged from his body.
He reached out and patted his waist, and a cold light suddenly shot up into the sky. In an instant, it turned into a sword light in the void, illuminating his surroundings.
"The power of photographing objects?"
"Aura control?"
"Reiki Master..."
Almost at this moment, several top figures on the high platform could no longer sit still.
Even Cheng Qinkai's face changed drastically, and his eyes were full of incredible color.