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Chapter 1302

Words:1865Update:22/07/01 06:04:54

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"Primordial Blood Emperor Log"! That was the secret manual of the founder of the Wushen Palace, Yun Qingfeng. Later on, the Devil Lord Tang Zhen used this secret manual to break through the limits of the Immortal Realm and become an immortal. Now, Hong Dali actually said that he had it …

This time, all the people from the Pugilistic World seemed to have been injected with chicken blood. Their eyes were all red as they stared at Hong Dali, as if Hong Dali was the secret manual.

"This Hong Dali actually has the" Primordial Blood Emperor Log "! What's his background? "

"Who knows? I don't think he was that strong when he fought previously, right? Does he still need to sell the secret manual for money to practice that technique? "

"But he dares to say that he has the secret manual in front of so many people. Is he crazy or tired of living?"

Even Ling Feng furrowed his brows. Although the situation looked dangerous, with his strength, it was not impossible for him to resolve the situation. However, once Hong Dali said that he had the "Primordial Blood Emperor Log," the situation instantly became complicated.

"Ah." Hong Dali didn't mind at all. To him, this was just a small matter. "Actually, this secret manual isn't much. If everyone doesn't mind, I can write it on the big stone outside for everyone to see. It's fine."

Hearing that, the people from the Pugilistic World were completely stunned.

"Primordial Blood Emperor Log" was written on the big stone. Could anyone read it?

"Little brother, why are you doing this …" Ling Feng frowned slightly. This secret manual was the treasure of the Wushen Palace. It was lost two thousand years ago. Could it really be with this young man now? But why did he directly take it out for everyone to see?

"Hehe, actually, it's nothing." Hong Dali winked at Ling Feng. "We're all on the same side. You'll know later."

Just then, someone asked loudly, "Little brother, is what you said true? Are you really willing to write this secret manual on the stone for everyone to see? "This was what everyone wanted to know. Instantly, everyone nodded vigorously.

The current situation was getting interesting.

Hong Dali stood next to Ling Feng. It was obviously unrealistic to capture him and interrogate him about the secret manual alone. But to say that so many people present were willing to share this peerless secret manual with everyone else in the Pugilistic World was also a little unwilling — this peerless secret manual was like one's own wife, who would be willing to share their wife with others, right?

It was as if Zhang Wuji had mastered the Nine Yang Divine Art and was invincible in the world, yet he said that he was willing to carve the Nine Yang Divine Art on a rock for everyone to cultivate to strengthen their bodies — Zhang Wuji was not as broad-minded as Hong Dali.

"Yes, I can, but I have a condition," Wang Yao said. Hong Dali grinned and said, "I need time. After all, you can't finish writing a secret manual in a day, especially when it's carved on a stone. Therefore, everyone can wait here. But let's make it clear that no one is allowed to fight. I will naturally write a secret manual for everyone. "

His words sounded like a joke, but no one present could guarantee that he could really write it. At this moment, it was Ling Feng who spoke. "You don't have a choice. Either you agree, or you fight!"

Ling Feng's words were very firm. Everyone present knew that they were not his match in a one-on-one fight. Someone instantly shouted, "Don't believe everything that young man says. It's better to fight first! If we can capture him, it won't be too late to ask him to write a secret manual! "

Someone in the crowd also shouted, "Yes, everyone, let's fight together. If this goes on, we won't be able to fight anymore. Be careful not to fall into their trap!"

At this moment, Hu Ziming didn't know whether he should fight or not. He hesitated on the spot. Cang Yulong softly said, "Hong Dali, this person is very mysterious. Let's wait and see, lest we become cannon fodder." Yup, as expected of someone on the Hidden Dragon List, his brain was still very good …

Those who were able to come here were all highly skilled martial artists. Naturally, they knew that if they allowed Ling Feng to continue accumulating his aura like this, he would not have the guts to make a move after a while. This time, the ten or so strongest experts of the Pugilistic World immediately joined forces to attack.

The fist light and the sword rain were like a downpour, attacking Ling Feng.

"Humph! Just in time! " With a cold snort, Ling Feng's entire body exploded with internal energy, covering the sky and covering the earth as it swept towards the few people attacking him. The internal energy that filled the sky was like a solid substance. This time, the movements of the few experts in the air seemed to have slowed down. Then, Ling Feng took a step forward and slowly raised his fist.

"Bang, bang, bang —"

A series of muffled sounds that made one's teeth ache rang out. Almost everyone present didn't see Ling Feng attack, but they already knew the result of this combined attack.

This time, the ten or so people who attacked were all bounced back by Ling Feng's punch. After they landed on the ground, they staggered backward. Those with strong internal energy retreated three to five steps, while those with weaker internal energy retreated seven to eight steps. All of them had blood at the corners of their mouths, and they all suffered from internal injuries!

The reason why these people were still alive was that Ling Feng couldn't understand Hong Dali's intentions. Therefore, he didn't kill them directly. Otherwise, these people would have long become corpses on the ground.

Seeing that they couldn't forcefully attack, everyone retreated and quietly observed the situation. No one dared to go forward and attack.

Actually, they had prepared quite a number of bows, arrows, gunpowder, and other weapons. However, because of Hong Dali's secret manual, naturally, no one dared to make a move. Therefore, it instantly became a stalemate.

Although these people were afraid of hurting the innocent, they didn't dare to believe it completely. Finally, there was a smart person who said, "We can stop attacking, but this little brother said that he knows the secret manual of the 'Primordial Blood Emperor Log.' We have to prove it, right? Otherwise, it won't be so easy for us to wait here foolishly. "The meaning in his words was very obvious. If this kid dared to bluff them, everyone would shoot him to the wall in minutes!

Ling Feng naturally knew what he meant. He coldly snorted and said, "Do you still have the right to negotiate?"

That person responded tit for tat. "At most, we'll fight to the death!"

At this moment, Hong Dali smiled and walked out. He said, "To be honest, I know about this secret manual, but I didn't practice it." He really didn't practice it, but he remembered the secret manual. "There's no need to attack, right? Won't you know if I just write down a little? "

This time, everyone was even more shocked. However, since they could obtain the secret manual without fighting, who cared if it was real or fake, they should at least take a look at it first, right? Therefore, everyone nodded. "That's a good idea."

Instantly, Hong Dali asked someone to carry a stone slab over, borrowed a brush, and started writing.

It was very easy to distinguish whether the secret manual was real or fake. Just as Hong Dali wrote down a summary, the person in front of him shouted, "This, this should be the real secret manual! And it does look similar to the legendary 'Primordial Blood Emperor Log'! "

Hong Dali unhappily said, "Aren't you talking nonsense? Why would I write a fake one for you? "Then, he directly stretched out his hand." Stop talking nonsense, I'm tired from writing. You guys do as you see fit! "

At this moment, he instantly changed from a young kid to a nouveau riche who casually threw secret manuals around. Everyone present took a step back and very uniformly said, "Mr. Hong, please rest early!"

Even Ling Feng was stunned — he had been famous for so many years, but he had never seen these people so concerned about him, and they were so sincere …

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