Chapter 175: Bai Wuqing VS Long Aoyu

Long Aoyu stood in mid-air, his robes fluttering.

His face was filled with arrogance and composure.

His resolute voice, without the slightest concealment, instantly spread throughout the entire Square.

Hearing Long Aoyu's confident voice, everyone in the Square could not help but glance at Bai Wuqing.

Immediately, their gazes turned peculiar.

Among these people, almost no one had seen Wang Jianqiang, but they knew Bai Wuqing.

This Long Aoyu had actually mistaken Bai Wuqing for Wang Jianqiang?

At the edge of the Square, Nancheng Kong and the others also had peculiar expressions, unable to help but exchange glances.

Then, they simultaneously saw two words in each other's eyes.

Idiot!

Feeling the gazes cast from all around, Bai Wuqing suddenly felt an even greater sense of humiliation, and his expression grew colder.

Sensing the increasingly intense chill on Bai Wuqing, Long Aoyu became even more certain of his guess.

The person in front of him was quite handsome, barely fitting the description of Daoist Friend Lin.

Moreover, this was only his first time coming to the North City District of Shenfeng City.

He had never made any enemies here.

The only person who could hold such great malice toward him was Wang Jianqiang.

Wang Jianqiang must have happened to be in this Square just now.

Seeing him initiate a Contract Battle, he must have been shamed into anger.

Furthermore, he had spoken that way on purpose just now.

It was to provoke the other party.

If the other party were Wang Jianqiang, he would certainly become even angrier because of his contempt.

As expected, the other party was indeed even angrier.

Considering these three points.

This person was undoubtedly Wang Jianqiang!

Thinking of this, he felt that he had already suppressed the other party psychologically, and a smug arc curled at the corner of his mouth.

He then said arrogantly to Wang Jianqiang, "Wang Jianqiang, if you are sensible, you should admit defeat quickly and give up the first position on the Battle Stele."

"Otherwise, if you force me to use my full strength, beware that your life may not be guaranteed."

Hearing how Long Aoyu addressed him, veins throbbed on Bai Wuqing's forehead.

The Spiritual Power on his body gradually became violent.

Seeing this, Long Aoyu raised an eyebrow.

"What?"

"Refusing to admit defeat?"

"Since that is the case, I shall take this first place on the Battle Stele myself!"

As he spoke, he pointed his finger.

Blood-colored mist surged out, transforming into dozens of tentacles that swept toward Bai Wuqing.

Bai Wuqing pressed his palm forward.

A hurricane suddenly swept across the sky above the Square, forming a hurricane barrier above Bai Wuqing's head, blocking all the blood-colored tentacles.

Seeing this, Long Aoyu smiled coldly and pointed his finger.

The blood-colored Flying Sword instantly shot back, hovering above his head.

Immediately after, the blood-colored Flying Sword suddenly liquefied, turning into countless blood-colored droplets that shot out and merged into the blood-colored tentacles.

The next moment, an astonishing aura of sharpness erupted.

Each tentacle seemed to instantly transform into a sharp Flying Sword, its power increasing explosively.

Under the simultaneous eruption of dozens of tentacles, the hurricane barrier seemed to reach its limit, trembling violently.

After a short moment.

The hurricane barrier could no longer withstand it and completely collapsed.

Bai Wuqing's expression tightened.

His figure flashed repeatedly.

By a hair's breadth, he narrowly avoided the attacking blood-colored tentacles.

Although he was not hit by the blood-colored tentacles, the clothes on his body were slashed by the aura of sharpness carried by the tentacles, becoming tattered.

He looked quite disheveled.

"Hahaha, is this the strength of the number one person on the Battle Stele?"

"Nothing more than this."

"Seeing is truly not as good as hearing; the rumors have indeed exaggerated you."

Long Aoyu laughed loudly and pointed his finger.

The blood-colored tentacles that had missed their mark all paused in mid-air, then changed direction and attacked Bai Wuqing again.

Bai Wuqing unleashed his full speed and continued to dodge.

The two were one attacking and one dodging.

One had a calm demeanor, standing in the void, controlling the blood-colored tentacles overflowing with sharpness to attack continuously.

The other was dodging dangerously, his clothes being slashed by the aura of sharpness from time to time.

From the visual impression of the scene, Bai Wuqing had already been completely suppressed, as if he might be defeated at any moment.

Seeing this scene, the eight people who came with Long Aoyu all revealed expressions of excitement.

"Hahaha, is this the number one on the Battle Stele of Shenfeng City? Doesn't look like much."

"This Wang Jianqiang was rumored to be god-like; I thought he was so powerful, but just this?"

"It's a pity Daoist Friend Long took him so seriously and specifically made preparations."

"Had we known, we could have come to this North City District to defeat him the moment we arrived in Shenfeng City; where was the need for so much trouble?"

The eight people's laughter was unbridled.

Hearing the eight people's laughter, the expressions of the crowd all around became increasingly strange.

They really wanted to remind them: you have recognized the wrong person.

But once they thought of the eight people's arrogant words...

These people seem to have come from other cities?

Opening their mouths to challenge the number one on the Battle Stele of Shenfeng City—isn't this clearly looking down on all the Cultivators of their Shenfeng City?

Thinking of this, the crowd all gave up the thought of reminding them.

At the edge of the Square.

Nancheng Kong and the others watched the wolfishly dodging Bai Wuqing, their expressions revealing not a trace of worry, let alone any intention to provide support.

Bai Wuqing appeared to be in a sorry state, but in reality, he had not suffered the slightest substantial injury.

Moreover, they knew that Wang Jianqiang had already returned the Shanshui Yunxiu Robe to Bai Wuqing.

They were very clear about the power of the Shanshui Yunxiu Robe.

That was a powerful Magic Treasure capable of reversing the situation.

"Wang Jianqiang, you have disappointed Long too much."

In mid-air.

Long Aoyu looked at the constantly dodging Bai Wuqing, a flash of disdain appearing on his face, "Originally, Long thought you, this number one on the Battle Stele, could bring Long some pressure; I didn't expect you to be so unbearable."

"You don't even have the qualifications to make Long use his trump card."

As he spoke, he flipped his palm, took out a jade-white bead, and tossed it into the air.

The bead instantly flew above Bai Wuqing's head, then erupted with dazzling Spirit Light.

The Spirit Light spread out at an astonishing speed, instantly shrouding the void in an area of several dozen zhang.

Because Bai Wuqing had to dodge the blood-colored tentacles, he could not dodge in time and was affected by the Spirit Light, becoming shrouded within it.

In an instant.

He felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire, with powerful squeezing forces surging from all directions.

His movement speed instantly slowed by more than ten times.

With his speed plummeting, he could no longer avoid the attacks of the blood-colored tentacles.

Seeing dozens of tentacles stabbing over in unison, not only did no panic appear on Bai Wuqing's face, but a cold sneer emerged instead.

The next moment, a battle robe patterned with landscapes suddenly appeared on his body.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

In an instant, dozens of blood-colored tentacles landed on his body all at once.

Bai Wuqing's entire person was instantly submerged by the tentacles, which were emitting an astonishing sharpness.

"Haha, won!"

"Too easy!"

"How exactly did this Wang Jianqiang become the number one on the Battle Stele? Or is it that the Cultivators of Shenfeng City only have this level of skill?"

Seeing this, Long Aoyu's eight companions became even more arrogant in their demeanor.

The crowd all around, hearing their disparagement of the Shenfeng City Cultivators, all glared at them in anger.

But immediately after, they seemed to think of something; the expressions on their faces changed, and they all revealed mocking looks.

Sensing the crowd's expressions.

The eight people instinctively felt that something was not quite right, and their brows furrowed in unison.

But after thinking carefully, they could not figure out where the problem lay.

Just at this moment, a scream suddenly came from the air.

"The outcome has been completely decided?"

The eight people instantly came back to their senses and looked up toward the air.

The next moment, their expressions all froze in unison.