For some unknown reason, Wu Shanji had been concealing his strength in front of others.
Even his closest senior and junior brothers didn't know his true strength until now.
Not returning to one's hometown after becoming rich was akin to wearing embroidered clothes at night.
A person who could earn money and not flaunt it after breaking through to the next realm proved that this person indeed had great self-control and perseverance.
Or he could be a pervert who was waiting for an opportunity to scam others.
Wu Shanji clearly belonged to the latter.
A realm was a different world. Judging from the true strength that Qin Han had displayed, he was probably far from Wu Shanji's.
If the two fought one on one, Qin Han wouldn't be Wu Shanji's match at all.
Most importantly, Qin Han was clamoring about breaking all ties with Wu Shanji and wouldn't rest until he died. Li Muyang had no way of directly interfering …
Of course, he wasn't willing to interfere either.
Whoever owed money would pay back, and whoever owed debts would collect. What did it have to do with him?
He wasn't a god, nor was he a Buddha. He was just a member of the dragon race that everyone wanted to kill.
Although Qin Han didn't understand why Li Muyang wanted him to use the hammer, out of trust in Li Muyang's character and strength, he still threw the huge sword to the ground and took out the small hammer from his bosom.
Devout Warhammer!
With the hammer in hand, he had no confidence at all.
Qin Han was used to using heavy swords. He didn't feel any weight when he held the small hammer in his hand.
Furthermore, it was light as a feather and didn't seem to have any lethality.
Qin Han started to regret. Carrying such a small hammer, he couldn't block or dodge a sword strike. He didn't have any ability to fight back at all.
Qin Han's expression became extremely strange. He wanted to change back to his broadsword, but he didn't have enough time. Wu Shanji had already locked onto his aura. As long as Qin Han made the slightest movement, he would attack with his sword and cut him in half.
Moreover, if he kept changing weapons, his momentum would already weaken quite a bit before the battle even started.
Besides, he had been using a broadsword before and wasn't Wu Shanji's match at all. Would he be able to win this battle if he changed back to his broadsword?
Although Qin Han was simple-minded, he wasn't stupid at all. He was well aware of the gap between him and Wu Shanji. If the two of them were to fight head on, he would not stand a chance.
In his heart, he regretted saying the wrong thing in a fit of rage. Everyone could have just charged at him and killed him. What did he mean by breaking all ties and fighting to the death … Now, everyone thought that he was going to challenge Wu Shanji to a duel, and whoever helped him would be insulting him.
With Wen Ruo Ruo watching from the side, he could not take the initiative to ask Li Muyang for help …
Gongzi Xiangma had always been wise like a demon, as if everything was under his control. How come it didn't work this time? Could he not see the desire in her heart?
"Alright, I want to see just how powerful your Devout Warhammer is." Wu Shanji stared at Qin Han with disdain and said, "I don't believe that Third Brother's strength will increase tremendously and reach the Star Star Realm with a broken hammer …"
Qin Han clenched his teeth and said in a fierce voice, "No matter what magic this hammer has, I am just an ordinary person without the strength to truss a chicken. I will not tolerate an evil person like you."
"Then come, I want to see how you won't tolerate me."
"Rush up." Li Muyang said with a smile. "Rush up and hammer it."
Wen Ruo Ruo's face was full of worry, but she dared not shout out the worry in her heart. She could only whisper to Li Muyang, "Gongzi Xiangma, this hammer is really — — that powerful?"
"Of course." Li Muyang said with a face of certainty. The Devout Warhammer was one of the most precious treasures of the Dragon Clan. It should be said that the Dragon Clan did not lack treasures, but the Devout Warhammer was ranked in the top five.
Besides, the strength of the Devout Warhammer had not been developed yet. In the hands of Ao, perhaps it could exert 70% of its strength. But in the hands of another person, perhaps it could only exert 20% of its strength.
The Devout Warhammer was fused with its master's blood. The more powerful the master, the more ferocious the Devout Warhammer would be. If it fell into the hands of an ordinary person, most likely it would not even be able to lift it — —
This was also the reason why Qin Han had no way to lift the Devout Warhammer in the first place.
"Then I can rest assured." Wen Ruo Ruo said, patting her bulging chest.
"But it depends on who its master is." Li Muyang added. This kind of thing had to be explained clearly. If Qin Han was beaten black and blue by Wu Shan's plan, then they would push the responsibility onto the Devout Warhammer — — Zhong Zi was wronged, and Li Muyang's feelings simply could not accept it.
"What if it's Qin Han?"
"That's an unknown." Li Muyang said.
"— —" Wen Ruo Ruo fiercely glared at Li Muyang, feeling that the more she looked at this handsome face that Xiaoxin was infatuated with, the more she looked at it, the more she hated it today. At the moment of life and death, how could it be a child's play?
However, she also thought that Gongzi Xiangma's strength was strong and his cultivation was exquisite. With him at the side, if Qin Han was defeated, Gongzi Xiangma would certainly rescue him in time. Just like how he had saved them from danger time and time again before.
Thinking of this, Wen Ruo Ruo couldn't help but be startled.
Since when did this mysterious young man become their spiritual support and the core of the team?
It should be said that the person who played this role in the past was their senior brother Wu Shanji, and they had known Wu Shanji for many years. Moreover, they were also from Starry Sky Academy — —
"My blood is my life." Qin Han muttered as he held the Devout Warhammer.
Boom — —
The grey Devout Warhammer in his hand suddenly emitted a silver light, and the hammer in his hand grew several times bigger and heavier.
Qin Han was overjoyed, swinging the hammer toward Wu Shanji.
Deng Deng Deng — —
Wu Shanji swung the long sword in his hand, and a blood-red sword qi slashed toward Qin Han.
"Go to hell." Qin Han leaped high, swinging the Devout Warhammer in his hand toward Wu Shanji's head. A ferocious appearance of Mount Tai crushing down on Wu Shanji, smashing Wu Shanji into minced meat.
"That's what I want." Li Muyang exclaimed in admiration.
"You can win like this?" Wen Ruo Ruo asked happily.
"I can't win." Li Muyang said.
She didn't know if it was because of the curse of Li Muyang's crow mouth, or because of the disparity in strength between the two.
Before the Devout Warhammer in Qin Han's hand could hit Wu Shanji's head, the blood-red sword qi suddenly accelerated, like a red lightning, suddenly rushing to Qin Han's chest and exploding.
Sssss — —
A wound appeared on Qin Han's chest.
His clothes were torn, his flesh was exposed, and blood was spurting out like a fountain.
Evidently, this sword made Qin Han very uncomfortable.
Suffering from the heavy blow of the [Blood Flame Sword], Qin Han's forward momentum was knocked back, and his body rapidly fell backward.
Bang — —
Li Muyang's body flashed, and when he reappeared, he had already caught Qin Han's body that was about to hit the stone wall. If he were to crash into the stone wall, his bones would probably be smashed to pieces.
Wen Ruo Ruo was frightened, taking out a medicine bottle from her bosom to help Qin Han apply medicine, and anxiously asked: "Third brother, are you okay? Third brother, don't scare me — — you must be fine — — "
Qin Han opened his mouth, wanting to tell Wen Ruo Ruo that he was fine.
Puff — —
Qin Han only felt a stuffiness in his chest, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
Wen Ruo Ruo was even more flustered, her voice sobbing, holding Qin Han's cheek and said: "Third brother, are you okay? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Don't fight, let's not fight — — "
Wen Ruo Ruo looked pleadingly at Li Muyang, saying: "Gongzi Xiangma, help third brother. Third brother is not Wu Shanji's opponent, the difference in strength is too great. If third brother goes up, third brother will die. He will kill third brother — — "
Li Muyang flicked his finger, and a white ball of light fell on Qin Han's body.
The ball of light circled around his chest, and the wound on his chest that was torn by the sword instantly healed. Then, it sprang to the top of Qin Han's head, and with a swoosh drilled into Qin Han's body.
Qin Han was overjoyed, immediately feeling the pain in his chest lessen a lot, and even the violent and chaotic aura in his body instantly calmed down.
Qin Han bowed to Li Muyang, saying gratefully: "Thank you Gongzi Xiangma for saving me — — what kind of treatment is this? How is it so effective? "
Li Muyang smiled without saying anything.
This was the Taoist 'Little Round Light Technique', which was secretly taught to him by his Master Xiahou Qianbai. If he said it, he feared that someone would use it to guess his true identity.
"Third brother, are you okay?" Wen Ruo Ruo was also surprised, asking excitedly.
"I'm fine." Qin Han shook his head.
"But — —" Wen Ruo Ruo grabbed Qin Han's hand. "You're not that person's opponent, don't try to be brave again?"
Li Muyang looked at Qin Han, asking aloud: "Do you still have the courage to go up?"
"Of course." Qin Han said, clenching his teeth.
When he used the hammer just now, he already had a bit of a feeling. Moreover, when he used the hammer just now, there seemed to be a flash of inspiration in his mind, but when he carefully thought about it, he didn't know where the inspiration went. It was like the tail of a fish, gently stroking in the water, it disappeared without a trace and was difficult to find again.
So, he had to try again.
As long as he didn't die, he would certainly be able to find the correct way to use the pious war hammer.
"Think about the five words." Li Muyang reminded him in a soft voice.
"My blood is my life?"
"Forget this sentence, just think about the picture — —" Li Muyang said with a smile.
Not knowing if Qin Han understood, he seriously nodded his head, saying: "Thank you Gongzi Xiangma, I know what to do."
He once again charged out with the pious war hammer.
And was once again struck back by Wu Shanji's sword.
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