Chapter 729 Who Else Is There?



Li Qingcang flipped over and jumped off the tiger's back, patting the tiger's head.

Awoo!

The worm let out a roar, then leaped off the stage and lay down in the shade some distance away, squinting its eyes.

Li Qingcang, on the other hand, scanned the crowd with lightning-fast eyes.

"I have come to the martial arts tournament today for only two purposes!"

"One is to avenge the massacre of my Martial Alliance and kill that brat Lin Yu! Anyone who dares to stop me, even the Martial Association, I, Li Qingcang, will surely kill!"

Li Qingcang continued arrogantly, "The second goal is to take the position of leader of the martial arts alliance. Let me make this clear first: I am determined to become the leader. Anyone who dares to challenge me should think it over. I do not accept defeat. If you dare to come to the arena, you either have to defeat me or you'll be carried off the stage. You'd better think it over!"

The sound was like thunder, shocking everyone present.

Good heavens!

How could Li Qingcang be so confident as to threaten all the experts present?

However, they do indeed have the capability.

After all, he was the one who defeated Elder Huaihai!

Elder Huaihai is ranked twenty-first on the Wind and Cloud Ranking, but his actual ranking is probably higher. If he wants to challenge Li Qingcang, his strength must be at least in the top twenty.

In reality, there are indeed some top players on the popularity charts present today, but there are very few who are in the top twenty!

After all, the top twenty on the popularity list back then were all outstanding individuals, great heroes! Most of them were veteran powerhouses!

These kinds of people have long since become indifferent to fame and fortune, or have gone into seclusion.

However, there are a few over thirty years old, the most famous of whom is Jiu Molong, a master from the Western Regions.

At that moment, Jiu Molong twisted his neck, revealing a sinister smile, and immediately leaped onto the stage.

"Tsk tsk, I usually hate arrogant people the most, Li Qingcang, I really can't stand your attitude! I originally planned to make a move at the last minute, but I really can't stand it anymore. How about I give you a chance to admit defeat on your own initiative! So as not to waste your old life!" Jiu Molong said arrogantly.

The ranking of the Power List is not a child's play. He was already a top expert twenty years ago, and he really didn't take Li Qingcang seriously!

In addition, he received information that Elder Huaihai's death was somewhat suspicious and probably not the work of Li Qingcang. Therefore, he dared to challenge him without hesitation!

"Hahaha, you think you can make me admit defeat with just a bald head like you?" Li Qingcang said arrogantly, "Your ranking is only in the thirties. I have already defeated a master in the thirties. To be honest, in my eyes, you may not be as strong as him! I advise you to kneel down immediately, cut off your own arm and get down here. Once I make my move, it will be the death of you, you demonic dragon!"

"Insolence! Have I given you the honor you deserve?"

Jiu Molong had a violent temper and was the type to kill without a second thought. He had killed at least 800,000 experts. Provoked by Li Qingcang's words, he immediately took action.

He leaped up, sat cross-legged in mid-air, and then suddenly flipped over and swooped down.

A Buddha's Hand strike came fiercely towards Li Qingcang's face!

Bang!

Li Qingcang hastily parried the attack, their palms colliding, and he staggered back several steps, landing directly at the edge of the arena, nearly falling off. He swayed a couple of times before finally regaining his footing.

The Demon Dragon stood still, sneering disdainfully, "With such meager skills, you dare to challenge me? I think you're really tired of living!"

Everyone couldn't help but sigh.

The rankings on the popularity charts are truly not just for show. This Jiu Molong is indeed powerful; he almost knocked Li Qingcang off the stage.

At this moment, several well-known experts below the stage, such as an elder from the Tai Chi School and the deadly scholar, also had slightly solemn expressions.

They asked themselves if they could have withstood that move.

This Kumārajīva truly lives up to his reputation!

Li Qingcang frowned. "If I'm not mistaken, that move you just made was your signature technique, the Vajra Hand?"

"That is indeed quite interesting!"

Jiu Molong sneered smugly, "Since you know it's my Vajra Hand, you should also know that there are few in this martial world who can withstand the wrath of the Vajra! What are you waiting for? Hurry up and kneel down!"

Li Qingcang snorted, "I was just trying to test your signature move. Did you really think I was afraid of you?"

"So-called Vajra Hand is nothing more than this. Let me show you my clumsy skill!"

Li Qingcang didn't waste any more words and moved instantly!

His body blurred into afterimages, and he appeared in front of the Demon Dragon in the next second.

Wow, so fast!

Jiu Molong's expression changed, and he quickly put his hands together and thrust them out. This thrust was like a divine pestle, with an indomitable momentum, even more powerful than the Vajra Hand from before!

"This move is called Vajra Pestle, and its power surpasses even Vajrapani. Prepare to die!"

boom!

With a roar, the two men's fists clashed!

The air seemed to explode as the two powerful energies collided and clashed.

Whoosh!

The shockwaves from the impact swept outwards from the ring.

The disciples who were closer to the arena were all thrown backward, and even the stronger experts were forced to retreat.

Fortunately, some sect leaders intervened in time to protect their disciples, which stabilized the situation.

At that moment, the two on the stage were locked in a fierce battle of wits. After only a few seconds, Jiu Molong was the first to give in and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The protective aura shattered instantly, and a powerful punch followed closely behind, slamming heavily into his chin.

puff!

The Demon Dragon coughed up three liters of blood and flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the training ground in the distance with a thud.

The entire room fell silent.

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