Although Cha Taehang tried his best, he was not Qin Haodong, who had a Spirit. He punched, but all of his punches hit the air. All of his punches were illusions.
Suddenly, he felt a chill in his chest. The sword shadows all over the sky dissipated, and a golden sword was inserted in his left chest, directly piercing his heart.
"Puff …"
Cha Taehang spat out a mouthful of blood. He had thought that at least he would not lose to Qin Haodong, but he did not expect that he would be defeated so miserably. Qin Haodong killed him with just one punch and one sword.
Qin Haodong raised his leg and kicked him in the lower abdomen, directly kicking him down from Tianzhu Peak.
Cha Taehang's body fell straight from the top of the mountain and fell in front of the people of the Tang Sect with a plop. Falling from such a high mountain, Cha Taehang had been smashed into a pile of meat paste.
"Ah …"
With a harsh scream, Kim Jihyun rushed up with a sharp dagger in her hand, stabbing Cha Taehang's body that had been smashed into mud again.
This man had slaughtered the whole Kim family for a map. Today, he finally got his revenge.
It was a pity that Cha Taehang, the Boxing Saint, who was famous in Koryo, died without a whole body because of his greed.
Others didn't care about this. What they cared about was their own gambling.
Qin Haodong won another game, and those who bet on him had made a lot of money. However, some people had bet on Kahn and Cha Taehang, and now they had lost so much that they could not even put on their pants.
However, even though they had won two games in a row, the major casinos did not lower the odds between Zhan Wudi and Qin Haodong. In contrast, they were more optimistic about the famous Invincible King Kong.
Zhan Wudi stood on the top of the mountain and narrowed his eyes slightly. Qin Haodong's strength was constantly refreshing his understanding. It seemed that it was impossible for him not to fight.
He gently tapped his feet on the top of the mountain, and in the blink of an eye, he had already appeared on the top of Tianzhu Peak.
The onlookers immediately burst into cheers. Zhan Wudi, who was at the middle stage of the Saint Realm, was much stronger than the two people just now with his teleportation skill.
Zhan Wudi was still standing with his hands behind his back. He glanced at Qin Haodong and said proudly, "Boy, you're not bad. You're finally qualified for me to attack you. This is your honor, but also your sorrow. As long as I attack you, you'll definitely die."
Although Qin Haodong could feel his opponent's strength, he was not too nervous. He said calmly, "Zhan Wudi, show me your real skills. It's useless to just talk."
Zhan Wudi frowned and said, "Young man, ignorance is bliss. Although you are very powerful, you are still no match for me. Admit defeat. You know that my target this time is not you."
Qin Haodong shook his head and said, "There's no such thing as admitting defeat in my dictionary. Since I've accepted your challenge, we must determine the winner."
Zhan Wudi's face instantly turned cold. He originally wanted to preserve some of his strength, but since the other party didn't know what was good for them, he had to make a move.
"Since you want to die, I'll send you on your way."
After a low shout, a powerful momentum suddenly broke out. Zhan Wudi cultivated the Frost Qi. When he burst out with all his strength, the whole top of Tianzhu Peak was eroded by the cold air, and the trees and rocks were instantly wrapped in frost.
"It's really powerful!"
Qin Haodong exclaimed in his heart. He quickly ran the Green Wood Genuine Qi to resist the bone-piercing cold air.
"Watch my fist!"
Zhan Wudi shouted again and then punched Qin Haodong. Compared with Kahn, the Beast God, and Che Taehang, the Boxing Saint, this punch was much more powerful.
After the punch, the surrounding air let out a shrill scream, like the roar of a fighter plane breaking the sound barrier when it took off.
"Oh my god, the speed of the punch broke the sound barrier!"
Yan Feifei and the others at the foot of Tianzhu Peak all cried out in surprise. As a Martial Saint, they knew how powerful this punch was.
At the same time, everyone's hearts were in their mouths. Could Qin Haodong resist such a powerful Zhan Wudi?
Those who bet on Zhan Wudi suddenly cheered. He was indeed a powerful Invincible Vajra. His attack was extraordinary.
Facing the punch that broke the sound barrier, Qin Haodong's pupils suddenly shrank. Originally, he wanted to fight with Zhan Wudi, but now it seemed that it was impossible. He could only use his trump card.
"Amitabha. Zhan Wudi, stop."
But at this moment, a monk in a red cassock suddenly appeared in front of Qin Haodong. He raised his hand and gently clapped forward.
This move seemed to be very casual, but it easily resolved Zhan Wudi's punch.
Zhan Wudi punched the monk's palm and quickly flew back. After stabilizing his body, he said in a deep voice, "Hao Yue, you're finally here!"
"Master Hao Yue, oh my god, Master Hao Yue is here …"
"Is this Master Hao Yue, who is known as the top master in Huaxia? I finally see him in person … "
"Master Hao Yue is here. It seems that Zhan Wudi is going to lose today …"
"That's hard to say. I heard that the two of them fought for three days and three nights before Master Hao Yue narrowly won with one move. Now Zhan Wudi has reached the middle stage of the Saint Realm. It's hard to say who will win …"
"Amitabha!" Master Hao Yue chanted and then said to Zhan Wudi, "Benefactor Zhan, since you've already left Huaxia, why did you come back?"
Zhan Wudi laughed and said, "That's right. I said that I wouldn't set foot in Huaxia before I was sure that I could defeat you. But today, I've reached the middle stage of the Saint Realm, which is enough to defeat you. Of course, the original oath doesn't count."
Master Hao Yue said, "Benefactor Zhan, revenge breeds revenge. There's no end to it. Why are you still obsessed with who will win?"
Zhan Wudi said, "That's enough, Hao Yue. You're a fake monk. Why do you keep talking about Buddha? Since you're here today, let's fight to the death."
Master Hao Yue frowned and said, "Benefactor Zhan, I wholeheartedly convert to Buddhism. How can you say that I'm a fake monk?"
Zhan Wudi said, "You don't even have a stutter. How can you say that you wholeheartedly convert to Buddhism? I think you're just waiting to return to the secular world."
Master Hao Yue was silent for a while. When he converted to Buddhism, his master said that his fate in the secular world was not over, so he did not receive the precepts.
"Well, don't talk nonsense. Let's fight. I want to see how much you've improved over the years."
Zhan Wudi got into a fighting stance as he spoke. Compared with when he was facing Qin Haodong just now, he looked much more serious. It was obvious that Master Hao Yue was his real opponent.
"Amitabha. Since Benefactor Zhan is so persistent, I can only kill the evil and defend the Dao."
Master Hao Yue was also ready to fight.
"Wait a minute."
It was Qin Haodong who shouted. Since Master Hao Yue appeared, he had been standing there in a daze. It was only now that he came to his senses.
"Young benefactor, what can I do for you?"
Master Hao Yue turned around. At this time, he saw Qin Haodong's face clearly. Even though he was a profound Buddhist practitioner, he was still shocked and stood there like a statue.
"Master Hao Yue, I want to know your name when you were a layman."
Qin Haodong looked excited. Master Hao Yue didn't look very old. He was in his forties or fifties, but he looked so much like Qin Haodong. He was exactly the same as the photo Chu Xuanyue had pasted on the bedside, except for the hair on the top of his head.
Because of this, he was stunned when he saw Hao Yue. In his opinion, this man was undoubtedly his father, Qin Zongheng.
Hearing Qin Haodong's question, Master Hao Yue came to his senses and said, "Amitabha. Young benefactor, I'm a monk who has no worldly desires. I've forgotten my layman's name."
"If you really have no worldly desires, then you wouldn't have been in a daze when you saw me just now," Qin Haodong said excitedly, "Master Hao Yue, you're Qin Zongheng of the Qin family, right? You're my father, aren't you? "
At this time, the mountain wind was whistling. The people at the foot of the mountain could only see Qin Haodong and Master Hao Yue talking, but they didn't know what they were talking about.
"I think this guy is scared out of his wits by Zhan Wudi. He must be asking Master Hao Yue to help him!"
"What's so strange about that? In the whole of Huaxia, only Master Hao Yue can subdue Zhan Wudi."
"It seems that Master Hao Yue will be the one to fight in this game …"
In the face of Qin Haodong's question, Master Hao Yue's calm face showed a touch of embarrassment and hesitation.
"Amitabha. Young benefactor, Hao Yue has already become a Buddhist monk. Don't talk about layman's affairs anymore."
Although Master Hao Yue didn't admit it, his words meant that he agreed with what Qin Haodong said. He was Qin Zongheng, the rare martial arts genius of the Qin family.
"Nonsense. You're a Buddhist monk, but what about my mother?" Qin Haodong said excitedly, "Do you know that my mother has been waiting for you all these years? How much she has suffered alone?
Back then, you left the Qin family because of me. Now that everything has been resolved, I'm still alive, and all the obstacles have been swept away. There are no more obstacles in front of you and my mother. What reason do you have to escape to Buddhism? "
"Well …"
Master Hao Yue didn't know how to answer for a moment. He had run away from the Qin family because of Qin Haodong's disappearance. He was so desperate that he shaved his head and became a monk. But he didn't expect that his son would stand in front of him again 20 years later.
Qin Haodong said, "There's no such thing. You have to renounce asceticism now. Go back and take good care of my mother."
Hearing their conversation, Zhan Wudi was also stunned. He didn't expect that Qin Haodong and Master Hao Yue were father and son.
At this time, the two people in front of him were too emotional and completely unprepared. If he attacked at this time, it was likely that he would kill the father and son together.
But he pursued the ultimate of martial arts and had his own dignity as a warrior. He would not do such a dirty thing like sneak attack.
He said, "Hao Yue, I told you that you are a fake monk. Now that your son has run away, why are you still pretending?"
Master Hao Yue put his palms together and said, "Amitabha. I've sinned. I'm a Buddhist monk. I don't have a son."
Seeing that Hao Yue didn't recognize him, Qin Haodong said anxiously, "Qin Zongheng, do you have a conscience? It's okay if you don't recognize me, but you can't let my mother down. "
Before Master Hao Yue could speak, Zhan Wudi said, "That's enough. Don't talk about your family matters here. Which one of you is going to fight me?"
Hao Yue said, "Of course it's me."
He pretended to be calm on the surface, but in fact, his heart was in turmoil. The young man in front of him was his son. He didn't fulfill his responsibility as a father back then. Today, he couldn't let him die in Zhan Wudi's hands even if he had to risk his life. "
But unexpectedly, Qin Haodong said, "No, he challenged me. Naturally, I should fight him."
Master Hao Yue said, "How can you do that? He is at the middle stage of the Saint Realm and has reached the realm of breaking the sound barrier at full speed. You are no match for him at all. You will only die if you fight him! "
"Dad, don't worry. I know what I'm doing. It's not so easy to defeat me." Then Qin Haodong turned to Zhan Wudi and said, "Come on, your opponent is me. Let's fight."
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