Chapter 426: Must You Play It This Way?

In reality.

By the time the seventh Great Bimo appeared, the entire venue was already boiling over...

In the eyes of these Liangshan People, these "miracles" were simply godlike, leading them to worship with piety.

It is said that this Jimu Youla is even more outstanding among them, and is the current Great Bimo of Zhongkujiao; who wouldn't look forward to his way of making an entrance?

The clansmen of Zhongkujiao were the first to shout, waving the weapons in their hands with force; it could be described as wailing ghosts and howling wolves, a massive display of momentum.

Watching the confident appearance of Shama Zhuoyi, Liu Zheng could not help but be drawn in as well.

Quite a spectacle.

And quite an imaginative one.

After the sixth Great Bimo arrived, the warriors of Zhongkujiao had long since set up oil cauldrons one by one at the scene... At this moment, one could see Jimu Youla, wearing a black robe, chanting words, dancing a shamanic dance while walking toward the first oil cauldron.

"Ah!"

"Good!"

"Amazing!"

"What is he doing?"

At this, everyone in the venue was stunned, covering their mouths one after another, shock revealed in their eyes.

Jimu Youla, is he going to walk across these oil cauldrons?

Heavens!

Does he not want to live anymore?

This level of difficulty is far greater than the one who stepped on the Wind Fire Wheel just now; it is simply not in the same league. There were ten oil cauldrons in total, and at this moment, the oil in the cauldrons had already begun to boil, a sight that made one's heart tremble with fear.

Qin Zhangfeng and Pei Yanran were both dumbfounded.

"Young Master, this..."

Can he really make it across? If he can make it across, then for today's opening act, his entrance will definitely be the most stunning.

Liu Zheng was speechless.

Others were very shocked.

Shama Zhuoyi was very haughty.

But to him...

It was still those two words.

Just this?

He could do it too!

He didn't speak, just smiled and nodded: "Watch."

Shama Zhuoyi also couldn't help but walk over: "Hahahaha, Noble Guest, it really makes one's blood boil!"

Liu Zheng chuckled: "What, does Headman Shama want to go down and try it?"

Shama Zhuoyi's expression changed instantly, and he snorted: "I do not have the Great Bimo's ability to communicate with the divine!"

The other Headmen nearby also laughed one after another.

"Sir, you are joking."

"This is the skill of a Great Bimo! If everyone could do this, wouldn't everyone be a Great Bimo?"

"What a boastful statement!"

When these people mocked, they didn't take Liu Zheng seriously at all. Just kidding, this is the heaven-defying skill of their Daliang Mountain Great Bimo; how could it be compared to you mere mortals?

"Is that so?"

Must you play it this way?

I was going to ignore you, and that would have been that. Because he still had a lot of confidence in Aluba's way of making an entrance. But you keep harping on this and slapping faces frequently—that isn't right. Do you think I don't care about my reputation?

Liu Zheng smiled: "Headman Shama means that if someone can walk across these oil cauldrons, they are a Great Bimo?"

Shama Zhuoyi snorted coldly: "That goes without saying!"

Liu Zheng nodded: "Good! Since that is the case, then let your Great Bimo wait a moment and let us go first?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole venue was in an uproar.

Anyone who heard this sentence looked over with a bewildered expression.

Shama Zhuoyi was even more dumbfounded: "What do you mean, you want to try it?"

The whole venue burst into laughter.

Is this Longyan really not afraid of death?

The three of Qin Zhangfeng were also startled and hurriedly tried to persuade Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng chuckled: "Not me, but him."

He pointed his finger at Qin Zhangfeng.

Qin Zhangfeng almost fell face-first onto the ground.

Pei Yanran was even more furious.

What is the meaning of this?

If you don't dare, you sell out your brother?

Liu Zheng looked at Qin Zhangfeng with a smile: "General Qin, do you trust me?"

Trust him?

Qin Zhangfeng looked back at the boiling oil cauldrons, then looked at Liu Zheng's confident expression.

This...

How was he supposed to choose?

Pei Yanran pulled at him, glaring at Liu Zheng.

"General Qin, this, this, this..."

Huobu Quli was drenched in sweat.

That Jimu Youla of theirs is protected by divine power, what do you have?

Unexpected.

Qin Zhangfeng suddenly laughed freely: "Good, since the young master says so, Zhangfeng must go and try it no matter what!"

Mad!

The whole crowd heard this and felt that Qin Zhangfeng was mad. Pei Yanran was so anxious she jumped up.

But Qin Zhangfeng's trust in Liu Zheng was something others simply could not understand. Qin Zhangfeng was seen leaping down and sprinting toward that first cauldron.

"Who is that person?"

"What is he doing?"

Soon, the news that Qin Zhangfeng was going to challenge the oil cauldron spread throughout the venue. At this, the hundreds of thousands of people of Liangzhou were all stunned. There are still people who would challenge such a moronic thing?

Are they all tired of living?

Stupid Han!

"Good!"

"Impressive!"

"Hahahaha, it's getting more and more fun!"

But at the Torch Festival, people love such hot-bloodedness; after all, the atmosphere is right there. Seeing this Han had the guts to try, those dark-skinned burly men and those beauties all followed suit and cheered, cheering for the Fire God, cheering for their ancestors.

"You, what are you doing?"

Jimu Youla's expression changed instantly when he saw Qin Zhangfeng coming over.

Qin Zhangfeng smiled: "Your Headman has ordered me to go first, you wait on the side for now!"

"No!"

Jimu Youla was furious, and the few Suni beside him also scolded him for being bold and came up to block Qin Zhangfeng, but they were kicked flying by Qin Zhangfeng one by one.

A fight has broken out!

A fight has broken out!

The crowd at the scene was even more excited.

Fight!

The Torch Festival is all about fighting!

This Han's skills were actually so remarkable that even a few Suni could not stop him; the mentality of admiring the strong brought waves of cheers for Qin Zhangfeng.

"Then hurry up!"

Jimu Youla was almost driven mad with anger.

Time is running out... time is running out...

Qin Zhangfeng smiled slightly, not in a hurry either.

Liu Zheng had just whispered in his ear to drag it out as long as possible. Although he did not know why, how could he not listen to the young master's words? He was seen walking cautiously onto the wooden frame holding the oil cauldrons.

The oil cauldron below was already boiling hot, with steam rising, looking terrifying.

"Ah!"

Pei Yanran could no longer bear to watch and covered her eyes with her hands.

This damned Inspector Liu!

What on earth do you want to see!

Always calling him brother, yet at this moment, he comes to pit Qin Zhangfeng! If he steps down, won't his leg be gone? If this leg is gone, will she have to serve him for the rest of her life?

Oh my!

Pei Yanran glared at Liu Zheng fiercely again.

"Sister-in-law, please calm down."

Liu Zheng chuckled.

Calm down my foot!

Pei Yanran was just about to speak.

At this moment, the whole venue erupted again with wailing and howling, earth-shattering screams.

Qin Zhangfeng over there had already begun!

His face was cold and stern as he stepped one foot into that first oil cauldron. In truth, he was prepared to die for one who appreciates him... but, as that foot went in, he was stunned.

What the?

Why wasn't it destroyed instantly?

There was even a...

Cool and refreshing feeling?