Battle God In Martial Meritocrats Continent

0This was another great ability of the Desolate Cauldron, Desolate Subduing Kill! Qi Zhuohao could not help but nod in admiration! One had to know that the three great formations that Shi Yiquan had set up had already vanished under the Desolate Subduing Kill. What was even more amazing was that Qi Zhuohao and Feng Ying, who were within the range of the grey cauldron's furious attack, had disappeared. But it's not hurt at all!    0

    

Unfortunately, under the suppression of the Desolate Domain, nothing of the opponent would be left behind. Therefore, after Qi Zhuohao killed Leng Sanqiu and Shi Yiquan, he didn't obtain any treasures from the two of them. Qi Zhuohao felt somewhat regretful. He shouldn't have thought of trying the suppression of Desolate Town. Not only did he not get anything from them, but he had also used up a large amount of Qi Of Desolation. The loss outweighed the gain!    

    

Recovering the profound fire and storing the Desolate Cauldron into the Martial Essence Space, Qi Zhuohao shook his head and sighed. The Qi Of Desolation in the Desolate Cauldron was getting lesser and lesser. The Yin and Yang Qi and Profound Fire Qi in the Fire Crystal Coffin were also nearly depleted. This was not a good sign!    

    

In the distance, Feng Ying was staring at Qi Zhuohao, who had returned to normal. Because of the connection between him and Qi Zhuohao, he knew that Qi Zhuohao was not a devil. Qi Zhuohao's means had shocked and even worshiped him.    

    

All this time, Feng Ying had always thought that he had become Qi Zhuohao's contract Demonic Beast. That was the greatest insult to him. When he saw that Qi Zhuohao was able to fight Leng Sanqiu to a draw, he still thought that Qi Zhuohao's strength was limited, and that he was still not worthy of being his master. But now, it finally understood how childish and stupid its way of thinking was.    

    

As a peak First Grade Demonic Beast, Feng Ying was not far away from the Second Grade Devil Beast Stage. Back then, Shi Yiquan and Leng Sanqiu didn't do anything to him. He was incomparably proud in his heart, but now, he deeply understood. If Qi Zhuohao wanted to kill it, it would be very easy.    

    

In the face of absolute strength, Feng Ying had no choice but to lower his noble head. Every Demonic Beast had the risk of being subdued by a martial artist. Thus, in the bloodline of beasts, following a powerful martial artist had become a genetic definition!    

    

"Master, I didn't think that you would be so formidable, too formidable..."    

    

Feng Ying eagerly came in front of Qi Zhuohao and flattered him wildly. Qi Zhuohao waved his hand to stop him from continuing to speak telepathically. He said, "Feng Ying, don't you f * cking come at me like this. Do I need you to praise my strength?"    

    

Qi Zhuohao had said that Feng Ying would never regret following him. How long had it been? Qi Zhuohao had proved that what he said was true. Feng Ying could become his contract Demonic Beast. That was the fortune that Feng Ying had cultivated in his previous life!    

    

"Yes, Master is right! Master, those two have been taken care of by you. Where are we going now?"    

    

"Let's go to the county city!" Qi Zhuohao nodded his head in satisfaction. He knew that after Feng Ying witnessed his heaven defying means, it seemed like... It wasn't as if he hadn't gained anything from it.    

    

Qi Zhuohao stepped onto Feng Ying's back. After the incident with Shi Yiquan and Leng Sanqiu, he decided to keep a low profile. If he took the official route, it would be better not to ride the Wind Rider. If he did that, it would attract too much attention and trouble.    

    

Therefore, Qi Zhuohao let Feng Ying go around the official road and walk in the wilderness. When he arrived at the county city, he would even put Feng Ying into the Beast Ring. It was still the same sentence. His strength was reflected in the Fury Skill and the Desolate Cauldron. But now, his profound strength was almost depleted, and the Fire Crystal Coffin did not contain much Yin and Yang Qi and profound fire Qi anymore. The Fury Skill, he couldn't use it carelessly for a short period of time.    

    

Also, inside Qi Zhuohao's Desolate Cauldron, the Qi Of Desolation was almost completely dried up. In other words, he could only use the Fury Skill for dozens of breaths at most. At the same time, he couldn't even use the Desolate Cauldron. Qi Zhuohao didn't want to keep a low profile anymore. Next time you're in danger, you're in trouble.    

    

One had to know that the two great abilities of the Desolate Cauldron required a large amount of Qi Of Desolation to be used. Without the Qi Of Desolation, the Desolate Cauldron was equivalent to an ordinary Earth Weapon, and it wouldn't be of any help to Qi Zhuohao.    

    

Of course, the Qi Of Desolation in the Desolate Cauldron was not enough to use the Desolate Killing Subduing Art. It wasn't even enough to use the Desolate Imprisonment. However, this didn't affect Qi Zhuohao from absorbing and refining it into the Desolate Force. In other words, the Desolate Cauldron could only allow Qi Zhuohao to use the Desolate Force.    

    

Due to the lack of profound energy, Qi Zhuohao wouldn't use the Fire God's Fury unless absolutely necessary. The power of the Desolate Cauldron could not be displayed either. At this time, he could only try his best to keep a low profile. He did not want to be powerless to resolve a crisis.    

    

One should know that the strength of the experts in the vast wilderness was not comparable to the experts in the small county. If Leng Sanqiu could come to the Great Sun County, the disciples of the other profound sects in the vast wilderness should also come. Qi Zhuohao could not be too flamboyant. That would definitely be courting death.    

    

After thinking about these things, Qi Zhuohao felt helpless. The Qi Of Desolation could only be chanced upon by luck, not sought after. Yin and Yang The two energies were even more difficult to find. As for the Profound Fire Qi, it was a little better. However, without the Yin and Yang energies, the Qi of Profound Fire was useless to him.    

    

"Ai! I can only think of a way in the future. I can't use the Fire God's Fury. I can't use the two great abilities of the Desolate Cauldron either. My strength will be greatly restricted! "Qi Zhuohao was secretly sad. In the future, he could only rely on martial skills to recover his strength.    

    

As for the matter of killing Leng Sanqiu and Shi Yiquan, Qi Zhuohao wasn't worried, because no one knew that Shi Yiquan and Leng Sanqiu were killed by him. Although the forces of Forgetting Sorrow Valley were strong, they couldn't find him.    

    

Of course, Qi Zhuohao didn't know one thing. The Profound Sect of the Great Desolate wasn't comparable to the Yellow Sect of a small county. Just like in Forgetting Sorrow Valley, there was a spirit Soul Jade jade slip that stored every core disciple. The spirit Soul Jade jade slip was closely linked to a martial artist. When a martial artist died, the spirit Soul Jade slip would shatter. In other words, the moment Leng Sanqiu died, Forgetting Sorrow Valley had already received the news.    

    

Leng Sanqiu was one of the direct disciples of the Valley Lord, and he was highly regarded by the Valley Lord. If Leng Sanqiu died, would the Forgetting Sorrow Valley let this matter rest? The answer was definitely not. Therefore, Qi Zhuohao had fallen into a crisis and was unaware of it.    

    

The Black Sect in the Forgetting Sorrow Valley was powerful and well-informed. It was not difficult to investigate Leng Sanqiu's death in the Great Sun County. Qi Zhuohao's trip to the Great Desolate Mansion this time was extremely dangerous and unpredictable!    

    

The night was hazy. At the foot of a small mountain not far from the Great Sun County, Qi Zhuohao jumped off the back of the wind shadow and kept it in his Beast Ring. He did not want the wind shadow to appear in the eyes of others when he was about to enter the city.    

    

"En, I haven't eaten for so long. I have to have a good meal first before returning to the manor!"    

    

With a plan in mind, Qi Zhuohao quickly walked towards the county city. Soon, he arrived at a luxurious winery in Southern City. He ordered a table of delicious food and wolfed it down without any manners.    

    

Because Qi Zhuohao was eating in the hall, not in a private room. His eating style immediately attracted the attention of the guests. Some of them even pointed their fingers at him and made subtle sounds of contempt.    

    

Of course, Qi Zhuohao did not care about this. He just treated those people as non-existent, and he would eat his own food and ignore them!    

    

"Yo! Where did this wild kid come from? Tsk tsk! Did he not eat before or what? This kind of bear, really..."    

    

An extremely sharp laughter suddenly sounded and the hall instantly became silent. After that, two young men in gorgeous brocade robes stood up and walked towards Qi Zhuohao. The two of them wore mocking expressions on their faces, and their eyes darted around. One look at them and they knew that they weren't good people.    

    

Seeing this, Qi Zhuohao calmly took a sip of the fine wine. Then, he turned his gaze to the two young men, who were mocking him. They were whispering softly, afraid that he would hear them, but these two young men were being brazen. Qi Zhuohao. He knew that he must have met Evil Lord again.    

    

Sure enough, the two young men looked around, and the surrounding guests all lowered their heads. With a face full of fear, Qi Zhuohao had confirmed his thoughts. The reputation of these two young men was definitely very bad. Where did they come from?    

    

Soon, the two young men walked to Qi Zhuohao's table. One of the young men with a pair of triangular eyes chuckled and said, "Kid, look at you. You don't seem to have seen much of the world. You ordered so many dishes by yourself. Can you afford it?"    

    

"What do you want?" Qi Zhuohao did not want to talk nonsense with such a trash character. He knew that these two people were deliberately looking for trouble, but he really did not have the time to bother with them, so he held back the anger in his heart.    

    

The triangle-eyed youth's face darkened when he heard this, but the other youth grinned and said, "Brother Feng, this kid doesn't seem to pay you! You are the number one evil young master of the Great Sun, how can you tolerate this?"    

    

This youth's words were undoubtedly fanning the flames. Hearing this, the triangular-eyed youth snorted coldly. He said, "Brother Zhao, don't worry about it. Speaking of which, we haven't come out for a long time. It's time to stretch and exercise. Otherwise, those young masters in the county city will probably forget about us! "    

    

As he spoke, the triangle-eyed youth turned his head to look at Qi Zhuohao. Just as he was about to speak, Qi Zhuohao spoke first. "You are the number one evil young master of the Great Sun, Feng Po? Then, this person beside you should be Young Master Zhao Xing?"    

    

Qi Zhuohao had a conflict with the evil young master, Loong Shiqi, and Zhou Baitai, so he had deliberately learned about the matters in the Great Sun County. The only person who dared to call himself the number one Evil Young Master of Great Sun County was the Second Young Master of the Qiming Mountain, Feng Yiling's Sect Master, Feng Po. Who else could it be?    

    

It was said that Feng Po did all kinds of evil deeds, and liked to bully men and women. There was no one in the Great Sun County who didn't fear his name. Feng Po had a strategist by his side. He was also an evil young master. He was the young master of the Qiming Mountain's Great Elder, Zhao Xing.    

    

"Yo! You are not bad, kid. You have actually heard of my name, Feng Po?" There was no surprise in Feng Po's tone, there was only mockery. In this piece of land, there was no one who did not know about Feng Po. It was too late for this brat in front of him to try to please him now!    

    

A few months ago, because of Qi Zhuohao's arrival, the two evil young masters, Loong Shiqi and Zhou Baitai, became useless. And that incident had actually made the Wind Moon Sect and Dark Cloud Valley suck up to Qi Zhuohao, that big tree. They now had the ability to fight against the Qiming Mountain. Therefore... In order to prevent Feng Po from causing trouble, Feng Yiling gave the order. Feng Po was grounded in the Qiming Mountain.    

    

In other words, Feng Po had been locked up by his father for two months. Now that he had finally left the cage, he naturally had to find a place to vent his frustrations. Why would a Qi Zhuohao appear and let him be locked up for no reason?    

    

"Kid, I don't think you can afford to eat these things. Are you here to eat whatever you want? Why don't you open your dog eyes and take a good look? This winery belongs to this young master. It's your bad luck to fall into my hands. "    

    

Feng Po didn't give Qi Zhuohao a chance to speak. He continued, "Kid, I won't make things difficult for you. The dishes you ordered cost at least four to five hundred gold coins. How about this, you let Brother Zhao and I beat you up, and you can treat this meal as my treat. How about it?"    

    

Qi Zhuohao remained calm and collected, but he was sneering in his heart. He knew the purpose of this Feng Po. That was to find trouble for nothing. To put it bluntly, ___ wanted to make him happy and vent his anger. This table of dishes cost four to five hundred gold coins? How despicable and shameless!