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Chapter 408: The Appearance of a Devil Cultivator

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And this aura belonged to the tyrannical aura of the first level of the Zifu Disciple realm!

“Zifu! He’s actually a Zifu Disciple!”

“I knew it. It’s impossible for the Longyue Merchant Association to be completely unprepared. This is going to be interesting. Both sides have sent out Zifu Disciples. In that case, the third battle will depend on who has more trump cards.”

Sensing the terrifying aura that Li Zhaoming was emitting, Yang Mo’s expression changed. In the end, he sighed,” Sigh, we lost this time.”

Since the other party had already sent out a Zifu Disciple, Yang Mo no longer had the confidence to win.

On the other hand, Pavilion Chu still smiled calmly and said,”Guild Master Yang, relax. If we lose this match, then so be it. At the very least, we’ll know that there won’t be any Zifu Disciples on the other side in the next match.”

“In addition, even if there are Zifu Disciples hiding on the other side, they definitely aren’t as powerful as this person.”

“After all, the Longyue Merchant Association has already reached the edge of the cliff. They must win this battle no matter what. Naturally, they must send their strongest experts.”

“We won’t lose out if we use the weak to fight against the opponent’s strongest.”

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“Just wait for the next match and welcome the victory.”

Pavilion Chu’s words calmed Yang Mo’s restless heart.

That’s right, Pavilion Chu’s analysis was right. The other party had already reached the edge of the cliff, so they had to send their strongest to win.

Because they didn’t dare to gamble, they could only choose to send the strongest.

However…Did they really not have any more trump cards?

Looking at Yang Chen who was standing beside Li Kehui, Yang Mo felt uneasy again. He felt that this young man seemed to be their hidden trump card.

“I hope that my worries are useless and that Pavilion Chu’s trump card will be able to obtain the final victory. Unless it’s absolutely necessary, I really don’t want to start a war.”

In the battle area, Song Qing’s expression quickly darkened after sensing the terrifying aura from Li Zhaoming’s body.

He knew that in this battle, he was doomed.

“Humph! I won’t admit defeat so easily!”

Song Qing clenched his teeth and rushed out with his longsword in hand. The shadow of a crescent moon appeared behind him.

This was Song Qing’s trump card martial art, Crescent Moon Slash. It was obvious that Song Qing was planning to make a final gamble.

Upon seeing this, Li Zhaoming also leaped forward. Behind him, the shadow of a scorching sun also appeared.

Song Qing didn’t hide anything, so Li Zhaoming didn’t hide anything either. The moment he attacked, he used the Li family’s most powerful martial art, the Scorching Sun Golden Light Fist.

Obviously, Li Zhaoming also wanted to end the battle as soon as possible.

The audience watched nervously as the fists and swords collided. In an instant, more violent aftershocks than before spread out.

The violent aftershock made the audience worried that the array formation on the wall would be able to block such a terrifying aftershock.

Fortunately, the wall did not disappoint the audience. It successfully blocked the aftermath outside the wall.

After ensuring that they were not in danger, the audience cast their gazes toward the battlefield.

The battle between Li Zhaoming and Song Qing also caused a cloud of dust to fill the sky. However, unlike the previous battle, no one was sent flying.

They had no choice but to wait patiently.

After the dust settled, everyone could see what was happening inside.

At this moment, Song Qing was half-kneeling on the ground, using his sword to block Li Zhaoming’s fist. Li Zhaoming was not having it easy either. At this moment, he was panting heavily. Clearly, even though he had the upper hand, Li Zhaoming was not having it easy either.

If he took it slow, Li Zhaoming could easily take care of Song Qing.Google seaʀᴄh N(o)vᴇl(ꜰ)ire.nᴇt

However, Li Zhaoming chose to be fast, so naturally, he had to expend a lot of energy.

“Bah!”

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Song Qing, who was half-kneeling on the ground, spat out the blood in his mouth. He immediately laughed with a ferocious smile,”I told you, it’s not that easy to defeat me!”

Immediately, pure and dense spiritual energy whizzed out of Song Qing’s body.

Li Zhaoming’s expression changed continuously when he sensed Song Qing’s aura. After a while, he sighed and said,””It seems that it’s impossible to resolve this quickly.”

Immediately, Li Zhaoming dodged Song Qing’s attack and began to fight with Song Qing.

After not seeking speed, the advantage of a Zifu Disciple began to be revealed. In less than ten moves, Song Qing was already at a disadvantage and could only passively take a beating.

Song Qing felt helpless about this.

He had already used all his trump cards. How could he resist the attack of this Zifu Disciple?

However, Song Qing also had his own thoughts. It was not scary to lose, but even if he lost, he had to drag it out a little longer. Only then would he be able to show that he was still gloriously defeated.

Immediately, Song Qing was no longer in a hurry and began to slowly fight with Li Zhaoming.

The result of this was that the audience was exhilarated. The previous battle had happened too quickly. Before they could recover, it had already ended.

And now, they could finally enjoy the battle between a half-step Zifu Disciple and a Zifu Disciple.

After Bai He, Li Zhaoming seized the opportunity and quickly defeated Song Qing, bringing this battle to an end.

“I hereby announce that the Longyue Merchant Association is the winner of this battle!” The referee hurriedly announced. Please rest for fifteen minutes before the final battle!”

In the three merchant associations, Song Qing walked to Yang Mo with a disappointed expression.” President Yang, I lost.””

“It’s nothing.”

Yang Mo smiled and patted Song Qing on the shoulder.” The other side has already brought out a Zifu Disciple. Your defeat is already certain. It’s already not easy for you to be able to last for a hundred moves..”