You win if you get within five meters.
It had always been the nature of the people of Moruo to look down on others.
Without Qin Hao's permission, they stepped into the bamboo grove.
Without Qin Hao's permission, they wanted to take it for themselves and told Qin Hao to scram.
Especially when they attacked the seriously ill Xiao Han, it was unforgivable.
Qin Hao hadn't even asked for an explanation, but Mo Xian had already assumed that Qin Hao was here to show off his strength and seek refuge with Moruo.
How arrogant was he?
Fine, Qin Hao wanted to see what kind of confidence and ability Mo Xian had to make him seek refuge with Moruo.
When his confidence was shattered, would the prince of Moruo still have the face to stay in Feng City?
Before the sign of the Divine Palace opened, Qin Hao would teach him a lesson.
So, he asked for a fight.
At this moment, the noisy street became extremely quiet. Including Zhong Anze, Liu Bingyan, and Gu Kui, they didn't expect that Qin Hao would dare to challenge Prince Mo Xian.
This person had killed Lian Kang and only had the Shatter Devil Luo Country's martial practitioner token. Zhong Anze didn't dare to say that he could defeat Qin Hao, but that didn't mean that he was afraid of him.
Thinking about it from another perspective, the white-haired warrior should be the same. If he didn't even have the confidence to defeat the three Demon Generals, who gave him the confidence and courage to challenge Prince Mo Xian?
His words of challenge caused the common people on the street to fall silent. When they thought back to the Lord of the Pill Pavilion and the great deeds he had accomplished in the Southern Domain, as well as the strength he had displayed in the battle of Feng City a few months ago, there was no need to mention how outstanding Qin Hao was.
But in Phoenix Fragrance House sat the prince of Moruo. The warriors of the East Continent were powerful, and their ideas were deeply rooted in the four regions of the continent.
Could Qin Hao win?
Many people were worried that something bad would happen to Qin Hao. He was the hero of Feng City, the savior of the people. Once he was defeated, how could the people of Mo Luo let him go so easily?
However, there were also many people who had confidence in Qin Hao. In Golden Light City, Changhe Lo and the other two had joined forces, but they still couldn't do anything. Could Mo Xian be stronger than Changhe Lo and the other two combined?
In particular, the Playboy in the city had long been unhappy with Mo Xian. He had become the center of attention as soon as he arrived in Feng City, and yet he still sat elegantly upstairs.
At this moment, they were also hoping that Qin Hao would destroy Mo Xian's prestige and let the people of the East Continent know the power of the "Southern Region Martial Artists". After all, Qin Hao had been in the Southern Region for almost a year. In the eyes of the aristocratic families, he was one of them.
"Hahaha!" A thunderous laugh rang out.
Zhou Wudao's reaction was completely different from the reaction of the three Dark Generals and the people. He had completely confirmed that Mo Xian had provoked Qin Hao.
Moreover, he had forced Qin Hao to come and challenge him directly. It seemed that he had provoked a lot.
However, Zhou Wudao's laughter at this time was particularly harsh, as if mocking Mo Xian. It was too degrading for anyone to challenge him.
Of course, that was not Zhou Wudao's intention.
However, when it fell into the ears of the people of Mo Luo, it was different!
"Boy, why don't you take a piss and look at your own face? How dare you challenge my prince?"
Gu Kui was the first to rush out. His sturdy body was like a bear. He ran all the way, smashing many tables and chairs in Phoenix Fragrance Court. He was like a huge monster leaping from the second floor to the top floor of the opposite Gentleman's Tower.
At this time, he punched out. The moment he punched, a strong light burst out from his back. His thick arm suddenly swelled up, like the long arm of a giant ape. It was strange and terrifying.
"Let me."
Tsiogua's body fell directly. Seeing Gu Kui's muscular body and that he was also a strength-type warrior, his fighting spirit was aroused.
The two of them, one rushing down and the other rushing up, were extremely fast. Their figures were getting closer and closer.
At the moment of contact, a green light burst out from Tsiogua's back, followed by the roar of a giant bull. He also punched out. When he punched out, the muscles on his arm suddenly swelled and blue veins protruded.
Bang!
The two fists collided in mid-air, and there was a heavy sound of flesh hitting flesh.
There was no aftershock, nor was there any gorgeous light. They were both using pure strength to resist, with the help of the source spirit.
At this moment, Tsiogua's flying body suddenly flew back. His feet stepped on the eaves, and he slid back three meters, crushing a large amount of debris under his feet. Then, his face turned red and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
Tsiogua smiled ferociously. He wiped the blood with the back of his hand and stood beside Qin Hao again.
Gu Kui, on the other hand, was hit in the head and fell to the street.
Although his cultivation level was higher than Tsiogua's, he had missed a step and rushed up. Tsiogua was descending from the sky and using the momentum to press down on him, which was very disadvantageous for Gu Kui.
Under the impact of Tsiogua's bull soul's brute force, he fell to the street with a bang, creating a large hole in the ground.
However, he did not suffer any injuries. It was just that his appearance was very embarrassing.
"What great strength!" Gu Kui was shocked. Although he wasn't injured, he was still shocked.
Who would have thought that an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy beside the white-haired warrior would have such great strength?
With one punch, Gu Kui's arrogance was suppressed.
Tsiogua's attack shocked the people in the city and the people of Mo Luo.
Not only did the white-haired martial artist possess such tyrannical strength, but even the young boy beside him also possessed such tyrannical strength.
"He is almost three layers taller than you," Qin Hao said.
Those who didn't understand this move would think that Tsiogua had lost face. However, Qin Hao knew that Tsiogua had actually been injured.
"It's not serious. How could a small fry like him deserve Big Brother's attention?" Tsiogua said nonchalantly. If he became a peak Yuan Venerate, Gu Kui would definitely not be his match.
"Mo Xian, get out here!" Qin Hao shouted, his temper exploding. He couldn't let his brother suffer for nothing.
Mo Xian was still playing the zither, as if the scolding wasn't directed at him. He didn't even glance at Qin Hao as he said, "Brother Qingchi, is this how the Great Zheng treats its guests?"
He had just entered the Zheng Nation and someone had scolded him to get out here. Wasn't it impolite for the Zheng Nation to ignore it?
Zheng Qingchi, who had caught up, happened to be floating in the air. He chuckled. "How would I dare? It was just a spar. I also wanted to see your techniques."
Impolite?
Was Mo Xian even qualified to talk about impolite?
Zheng Qingchi had welcomed the Mo Luo Nation's team as they entered the Eagle Head Harbor. Along the way, Mo Xian had sent Zhong Anze to interact with Zheng Qingchi. In terms of status, who wasn't a prince?
How could he have the nerve to jump out and say that the Zheng Nation was impolite?
Zheng ~ ~ ~
The music stopped abruptly. Mo Xian finally raised his head. Under his black hair, his eyes were deep and sharp. He looked at Zheng Qingchi and asked, "What if he dies?"
"It has nothing to do with the Zheng Nation," Zheng Qingchi replied.
"Alright."
Mo Xian nodded. His gaze shifted to the top floor of the Gentleman Lookout Tower and landed on Qin Hao. "If you have the ability to get within five meters of me, I will apologize to you in front of everyone."
Clang!
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of the zither rang out once more. The elegant melody instantly transformed into a majestic melody. It was like a majestic army that was about to go on an expedition. Its aura could swallow mountains and rivers as it surged towards the Monarch Lookout Pavilion.
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Divine Emperor Jiutian.