He Minghai knelt on the ground. His face was pale as he looked at his opponent in disbelief. "How is this possible?" How could he lose just like that? His opponent hadn't even drawn his sword.
Suddenly, he saw his opponent's attire and the thin sword at his waist. He exclaimed, "You … you're the White-Robed Asura?"
When they heard He Minghai's exclamation, the faces of the older Martial Masters in the surroundings were filled with shock. They even subconsciously took a few steps back, as if the white-clothed young man was not a human, but a demon from hell.
Someone in the crowd asked, "Who's the White-Robed Asura?"
Immediately, an older martial artist answered, "He's from the Underworld Sect! They're here to avenge the Blood Rakshasa! "
As soon as he said that, the surrounding people immediately fell into a state of chaos. Previously, Xue Luosha had massacred the New Continent and killed so many people. In their eyes, the Blood Rakshasa was much scarier than He Minghai, Zuo Zhicheng, Jiang Tien-cheng, and Xiao Jingyang.
Moreover, He Minghai had been dealt with in just a few moves. This deepened their fear of the White-Robed Asura before them.
The White-Robed Asura, who was also the Red Sun Monk's eldest disciple, Minghe, looked at the fearful crowd with slight disgust. He said disdainfully, "Since you can tell, I'll be frank.
"In the next few days, we'll visit all the major martial arts centers in the New Continent. If you have any experts, quickly show them. Don't keep sending small fries to waste my time."
The surrounding students and martial artists looked at Minghe in shock and anger. They seemed eager to fight, but an invisible pressure enveloped them from Minghe's body. Their hands trembled, but no one dared to make a move.
The man in front of them had just flickered a few times and pointed with his sword, knocking He Minghai to the ground. From beginning to end, the battle was over without even drawing the sword at his waist.
And who was He Minghai? The martial arts skills of the branch master of the Freedom Martial Arts Gym had already been revealed in New Continent. Many people even suspected that he was more powerful than the young Zuo Zhicheng.
The difference in strength was too great. The people here weren't idiots, especially after experiencing the devastation of Blood Rakshasa and Zuo Zhicheng. They understood that many times, numbers didn't matter when facing experts.
Seeing the angry faces of the people around them, but they didn't dare to make a move, they were all cowardly. The White-Robed Asura, Minghe, shook his head. "How disappointing. You don't even dare to stand up in the face of such humiliation. What's the point of learning martial arts? Go home and farm. "
As he spoke, his eyes swept across the crowd with an oppressive force. That sharp gaze made everyone lower their heads. Their faces were full of shame, but no one dared to look him in the eye.
"Hmph."
With a cold snort, Minghe turned and left. Not only was he disappointed in New Continent's martial arts dojos, but he also couldn't help but look down on his target, Gui Quan.
'He's still in a rural area like New Continent. No matter how strong he is, how strong can he be? Master is making a mountain out of a molehill by bringing all of us here. '
He Minghai, who had been half-kneeling on the ground, gritted his teeth and had a face full of hatred. However, he didn't issue another challenge. Behind him, the old servant Zhongbo pressed down hard on his shoulder. "Young Master, don't be rash. That White-Robed Asura isn't to be underestimated. Moreover, I heard that there were a few people who came with him. "
He Minghai stood up with an ashen face. Without saying anything, he left with Zhongbo.
The crowd was left in a state of panic.
"What should we do? Even Master He isn't a match for the White-Robed Asura. What should we do? "
"What else can we do? Admit defeat. Even Master He was defeated in a few punches. Who else in New Continent can be a match for him?! "
Suddenly, the president of the Research Martial Arts Society, Qin Wu, said gloomily, "Who's the president of the Wushu associations? Now that he's the president, we can't possibly be cowards when we encounter problems, right? "
Ever since Zuo Zhicheng became the president of the Wushu associations, Qin Wu's days had become increasingly difficult. The humiliation of being defeated by Zuo Zhicheng back then had made the Research Martial Arts Society's situation even more difficult.
Now that they were facing a great enemy, he couldn't help but taunt Zuo Zhicheng.
"Could it be that Zuo Zhicheng knew about the other party's identity and fled in advance?"
As soon as he said that, everyone immediately vented their fear and anger on Zuo Zhicheng.
"Hmph, I told you that it's not reliable to let a kid be the president. He's so irresponsible at such a critical moment."
"No, Hoodlum," someone pointed at Hoodlum's nose and asked, "When is Zuo Zhicheng coming back? He's the president of our association. He should at least help us, right? Even Master He is here. Aren't they going to fight the White-Robed Asura? "
"That's right. Zuo Zhicheng fled. I think the Wushu associations should just disband."
Just when Hoodlum was at a loss for words and was at a loss for words, Qin Wu said softly, "Master Jiang is Zuo Zhicheng's master. Since his disciple has fled, the master should at least say something, right?"
"That's right. Where's Master Jiang?"
"Let Master Jiang come out!"
The person who spoke obviously didn't really think that Jiang Tien-cheng and Zuo Zhicheng could fight the White-Robed Asura. They just wanted someone to stand in front of them so that their martial arts center wouldn't be harmed.
Hoodlum shouted, "No way. Master was injured a few months ago. You all know that! You want Master to come out? Do you have any backbone? "
"Zuo Zhicheng fled. What right do you have to criticize us?"
"That's right. It's not your martial arts center that was targeted. Of course you're not anxious!"
Of course, there were also some martial arts masters who were on good terms with the Haoran Martial Arts Center who spoke up for Hoodlum. The two sides argued for a while. In the end, they left without coming to a conclusion.
Red Sun Monk and his group were like a dark cloud that shrouded the entire New Continent's martial arts world. Everyone was in a state of panic. Martial arts were crippled and martial arts centers were raided every day. There were even people who tried to sneak up on the White-Robed Asura and the others. However, they were all caught and killed.
Therefore, some martial arts centers chose to surrender.
Four days later, only the original Chaoyang Martial Arts Club was left. Now, it was the Haoran Martial Arts Center. It was also the headquarters of the Wushu associations.
On this day, the White-Robed Asura and his five disciples arrived at the entrance of the Haoran Martial Arts Center under the watchful eyes of hundreds of people. Everyone looked at this scene nervously.
As the last martial arts center in the New Continent that had not been raided, this was their last stand. If the Haoran Martial Arts Center was also raided, the entire New Continent's martial arts world would never recover from this setback.
However, looking at the tightly shut entrance of the Haoran Martial Arts Center, no one thought that they could stop the White-Robed Asura and his disciples.
…
At the city entrance, Li Xunyi carried his sword case and said with a smile, "We're finally here. Is this the New Continent? What's the most fun place here? Also, there's good food and drinks. Introduce them to me. "
Zuo Zhicheng said coldly, "Not interested."
"Other than cultivating, you really don't have any fun in life." Li Xunyi turned his head and looked at Jiang Qing, saying, "Sister Qing 'er, it's better if you bring me around tomorrow."
"Okay," Jiang Qing nodded and glanced at Zuo Zhicheng. She wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, she did not say anything. Along the way, she felt that he seemed to have become a completely different person. He was getting colder and colder. In a day, he didn't even speak five sentences, which made her even more worried.
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