"This is the Li family's Martial Spirit Ancestor, Li Xiantian. How can I not come in person for such a big shot?"
Zheng He chuckled.
Fang Yu didn't say anything.
Li Xiantian might be a key point in this battle, but he wasn't the only factor.
For example, the Li family had been the kings of the underground for many years. Li Xiantian was still their pillar of support, but he wasn't their only pillar of support.
Even if they defeated Li Xiantian, Zheng He would have to pay a heavy price!
If the other side lost, Zheng He might not even have the power to turn the situation around.
Therefore, regardless of whether it was Butler Chen or Fang Yu, they both believed that Zheng He, who had always been calm and collected, would probably first attack the Li family's troops before dealing with Li Xiantian.
They never thought that Zheng He would do the opposite and deal with Li Xiantian alone!
"Hmph … This person is very strong!"
The dragon soul suddenly spoke.
"Oh?
You can tell? "
Fang Yu couldn't see through Zheng He's strength.
"How can I not tell … This guy is at least a seven-star, no, eight-star Martial Master!"
The dragon soul observed for a while and said.
"Eight-star Martial Master!"
Fang Yu's pupils contracted. "You're not joking, right?"
Fang Yu had worked himself to death, but he was still a Five Star Martial Grand Master. Now, he was saying that Zheng He was an Eight Star Martial Grand Master. Was he joking?
"You think I'm joking?"
The dragon soul rolled its eyes at Fang Yu.
"Eight-star Martial Master …"
Fang Yu looked at Zheng He with a heavy gaze.
After all, an eight-star Martial Master was definitely a high-level Martial Master. It was hard to say whether they could defeat him.
"No wonder many people say that Zheng He is unfathomable …"
Fang Yu thought.
If it weren't for the fact that he was forced by the situation and that the Tao family and his stupid teammates were in a hurry for success, Zheng He might have had the chance to break through to Martial Spirit if he had endured for a few more years.
"However, how can Martial Spirits be so simple? Rumor has it that when the Four Great Academies recruit students, almost all of them become Martial Grand Masters before the age of twenty. However, more than half of them still fail to become Martial Spirits …"
Fang Yu could not help but think.
The Four Great Academies were already very famous forces in the eastern part of the Myriad Spirit Continent. They had gathered many geniuses, but more than half of them were still blocked at the entrance of the Martial Spirit Academy. It wasn't strange that Zheng He was stopped.
Of course, it was also because of Li Qiuhong and her sister.
Whether it was Li Qiuhong or Li Xueying, their talents were visible to the naked eye. Fang Yu had to look up to them.
In the future, they would become high-level Martial Grand Masters or even Martial Spirits.
Once the Li family gave birth to another Martial Spirit, their position as the king of the underground world would be unshakable.
All in all, there were many factors. Zheng He's attack on the Li family was neither good nor bad. There were pros and cons.
"You must be wondering why I was so anxious to make a move on the Li family …"
Zheng He suddenly spoke.
"Hmm?"
Fang Yu did not expect Zheng He to have the mood to chat with him.
"Originally, I was only afraid of Li Qiuhong and Li Xueying's talents. To be honest, their talents are too good. It is as if they inherited their parents' talents. Their parents had the potential to become disciples of the Four Great Academies. However, they were tied down by worldly affairs and were pregnant with the sisters. They had no choice but to give up the opportunity to go to the Four Great Academies. Otherwise, it would be hard to say if the Li family had two or three Martial Spirits …"
Zheng He said leisurely, "However, the main reason why I have no choice but to attack now is because of you … Fang Yu!"
"Me?"
Fang Yu was stunned.
"Hmm … your talent is beyond my expectations. If you were given a year or so, you might become the next Martial Spirit. And before you leave the Li family, you will help them get rid of us."
Zheng He said leisurely, "For this reason, I have to get rid of you before you go to the Four Great Academies. Otherwise, who knows if you will become a dragon in the ocean when you go to the Four Great Academies?"
The resources and experts of the Four Great Academies were beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
With Fang Yu's talent, he might really become a Martial Spirit in a year.
Zheng He did not dare to gamble on this kind of wager.
The consequences were too serious.
Today, Fang Yu must die!
"I say, am I that scary?
You want to kill me personally … "
Fang Yu felt helpless.
"I really don't know how you cultivate. You can be called a monster. If it were me, I would make you stay even if I had to pay the price!"
The Dragon Soul said unhappily.
Wasn't it?
The Dragon Soul did not know Fang Yu's cultivation speed before, but after it met Fang Yu, this kid was like sitting on a rocket. In just a few days, he rose several levels!
With this kind of progress, even if he said he would become a Martial Spirit in a few days, the Dragon Soul would believe it!
"Alright, enough chit-chat. Next … let's do it!"
Zheng He said.
"Cough, cough. Why don't you continue to persuade me?
Maybe I have the intention to surrender! "
Fang Yu coughed a few times and said.
"Don't think about stalling for time … I admit, without me, the situation on the other side is not optimistic. At most, it will be a tie. For this reason, I have to quickly get rid of Li Xiantian and go straight to the root of the problem."
Zheng He said frankly.
"Since you have said so, what else can I say?"
Fang Yu was helpless.
Zheng He had said everything he wanted to say. Even if he wanted to continue delaying, he could not find a topic to talk about.
"The cultivation method that I, Zheng He, practice is called Haoran Method. It is orthodox and peaceful."
Zheng He said to himself.
Fang Yu's mouth twitched.
To hell with orthodox and peaceful!
This guy is simply ruthless, okay?
He is almost on par with Fang Zhao.
"But in terms of talent, maybe Zheng He's talent is higher?"
Fang Yu could not help but think.
After all, Fang Zhao was at most a three-star Martial Grand Master and could not be higher.
Zheng He was about the same age as Fang Zhao, but he was an eight-star Martial Grand Master. It was obvious who was stronger and who was weaker.
"Haoran Battle Suit!"
As soon as Zheng He came up, he activated his Noble Spirit and turned it into a faintly discernible battle suit to protect himself.
"Damn, this is an old turtle. He added a defense for himself first. This kind of person is not easy to kill!"
The Dragon Soul smacked its lips and said.
"So what?
Can he block a slash from my Dragon Teeth Saber? "
Fang Yu raised his eyebrows.
Even a Martial Emperor might not have an Extraterritorial Spirit Weapon forged from the Dragon Emperor's Tooth. What could a mere eight-star Martial Grand Master do to him?
"You are indeed not an ordinary Martial Grand Master … If it were someone else, even if they were not trembling in fear, they would not dare to face me like this. You are extraordinary."
Zheng He was full of praise for Fang Yu.
"Why aren't you my son …"
Zheng He sighed again.
Fang Yu was speechless. Who wants to be your son?
"In order to avoid any accidents and your trump card … I can only take out this item in advance. I originally prepared it for Chen Li."
As he spoke, Zheng He slowly took out an item.