"Playing tricks with ghosts, I must see who you really are!"
Gao Bi Bai’s spiritual essence surged throughout his body, his lips moved quickly, and his hands created multiple afterimages as he unleashed another five-layered black-purple fire lotus.
The fire lotus emitted an eerie and dangerous light, then with a ’whoosh’, it rapidly flew towards the Conical Hat Man.
It left a visible white mark in the void, as if it had been scorched into place.
The next mont, Gao Bi Bai’s pupils shrank suddenly.
The Conical Hat Man in front nonchalantly caught it with a casual grab.
That extrely high-temperature fire lotus, likely originating from the abyss and capable of leaving traces in the void... was effortlessly caught like a toy, unable to escape.
Then with a ’snap’, it was extinguished in his grasp.
The skin color of the palm of the Conical Hat Man did not even show a hint of redness.
This ti, everyone saw it clearly.
He didn’t use any magical or spiritual artifacts, but purely extinguished the fire with his physical body.
"Hiss..."
The sound of drawing a sharp breath continuously erged.
Everyone in the teahouse looked at the Conical Hat Man with incredibly shocked eyes.
"There actually exists soone in the world with such a strong physical body!"
"Oh my God, am I seeing things, or am I dreaming?"
"Who is he, really?"
"Impossible!"
Gao Bi Bai’s eyes turned red.
He didn’t expect that his proud secret technique couldn’t even harm the opponent’s skin, sothing he, with a strong sense of pride, couldn’t accept.
He roared, and the massive spiritual essence in his body surged to its limit, producing a rushing sound like a river, audible to everyone in the teahouse.
Next, eight even more dazzling purple fire lotuses than before were fully controlled by him.
They erged from different angles and positions, burning the void with a terrifying crackle.
They ford eight different white trajectories, all targeted at the Conical Hat Man who was still eating and drinking.
The ordinary people in the teahouse were still wide-eyed and watching the commotion.
But the cultivators who understood were all changing their expressions.
Several almost couldn’t resist standing up, wanting to escape the place, fearing being caught in the aftermath of a battle between two great masters, potentially leaving no body behind!
In the sight of everyone.
The Conical Hat Man calmly picked up the chopsticks.
Then he lifted a corner of the cloth beneath the hat, opened his mouth, and sneezed.
"Ah-choo!"
The eight nacing purple fire lotuses seed to be hit by the sneeze, their speed abruptly slowed.
Then they flickered rapidly like candles in the wind, eventually all extinguished with ’pop pop pop’ sounds!
"Holy crap!"
The few cultivators who ca with Gao Bi Bai, even those at the peak of Qi Cultivation, stood up in shock.
Their eyesight far exceeded ordinary people.
Naturally, they could see that the Conical Hat Man’s sneeze contained nurous tiny water droplet-like saliva, faintly green.
Upon contact with the purple flas, they forcibly extinguished them!
A sneeze easily nullified Gao Bi Bai’s ultimate move.
Who in the world was this Conical Hat Man?
Even the most powerful young talents of the sect, Xia Hong and Lu Chen, might not be capable of such a feat, right?
Other cultivators in the teahouse also had their mouths wide open, enough to fit a goose egg in.
"This guy with the conical hat is too powerful!" Bi Yaoyao transmitted excitedly.
If it weren’t for the presence of many outsiders, she would have waved her little fist.
Lying injured and vomiting blood, Shen Yuhao temporarily forgot the pain, dumbfoundedly watching the Conical Hat Man next to him, wanting to see his appearance clearly.
Unfortunately, the Conical Hat Man continuously wore the hat, concealing his face, his identity a mystery, impossible to uncover.
Yet the Conical Hat Man seed a bit annoyed by the situation.
"Interrupting my al, you deserve punishnt!"
The two redwood chopsticks clamping his food were instantly thrown out by him.
They emitted a sharp breaking sound, like two red flashes of lightning!
’Puff!’
Although Gao Bi Bai gathered a thick layer of magic armor in front of him.
It was still easily penetrated by the chopsticks, piercing through his abdon.
Carrying him with a ’bang’ out of the teahouse, crashing through countless walls, finally pinning him to the trunk of a centuries-old tree!
"Who are you?!" Among those who ca with Gao Bibai, there were no lack of Foundation Establishnt Great Cultivators, but at this mont, they all looked at the Conical Hat Man with cautious eyes, not daring to act rashly.
Firstly, they had no confidence; their outco, if they intervened, might not be any better than Gao Bibai’s.
Secondly, the opponent had held back, only severely injuring Gao Bibai without killing him, so there was room for reconciliation.
"People of the Zhao Kingdom," the Conical Hat Man said indifferently, "Can’t even have a al in peace, have to find another place."
After speaking, his figure disappeared from where he stood, and even Foundation Establishnt Great Cultivators could only barely catch a fleeting shadow.
"Quick, check on Senior Brother Gao!"
"Senior Uncle Gao will be alright!"
Once the Conical Hat Man vanished, everyone from the Red Sun Sect hurriedly rushed out of the teahouse, each going to check Gao Bibai’s injuries.
Gao Bibai’s abdon was pierced, and he spat out several mouthfuls of blood, which can be said to be gravely injured, taking years to recover.
But compared to the physical, the ntal trauma he suffered was even more severe.
The Conical Hat Man couldn’t be bothered with him from start to finish, and in the end, casually defeated him with a pair of chopsticks.
It was as if he didn’t matter at all.
Most importantly, the other party admitted to being from the Zhao Kingdom, and from his accent, he didn’t seem very old.
Wasn’t this a slap in the face?
Just earlier, he was boastfully claiming there was no one in the Zhao Kingdom’s Cultivation Realm, and now he’d been taught a lesson by soone from there.
What reputation will he have if word gets out?
"Ah!!"
Thinking of this, Gao Bibai roared, frightening the surrounding alley’s residents, causing them to scatter, unsure of what had happened.
In the teahouse, everyone was still deeply imrsed in shock.
The mysterious Conical Hat Man’s deanor was etched deeply in everyone’s minds, likely unforgettable for decades.
"I know who he is!"
A local prosperous man in blue silk clothing suddenly exclaid in surprise and delight.
"Who is it?" many people asked eagerly.
"Red Hero, he must be Red Hero!" the prosperous man declared excitedly.
"How do you know?"
"He wore a conical hat; you couldn’t see his face!"
So on the scene doubted, but the prosperous man was utterly certain.
"Back then, Red Hero single-handedly saved a city, and I was fortunate enough to see his figure.
The Conical Hat Man just now gave the exact sa feeling as Red Hero; I can confirm it’s him!" the prosperous man proclaid loudly.
"I think so too." Another local elderly woman, who had erected a longevity plaque for Red Hero, nodded slowly.
This left everyone stunned, and people began to lean towards believing this statent.
"Indeed, only Red Hero could easily defeat an expert of the Red Sun Sect!" another analyzed.
In terms of strength, it seed quite reasonable.
"Is he really Red Hero?"
Both the people of the Red Sun Sect who had run out just now had extraordinary hearing and heard the heated discussion in the teahouse.
"Red Hero, Red Hero..." Gao Bibai murmured, his deanor dejected.
"Lou Yi, quickly tell , is he really Red Hero?" Bi Yaoyao said excitedly, "I didn’t expect Red Hero to be even more formidable than imagined. Even a Foundation Establishnt Great Cultivator on the demon-slaying list isn’t a match for him!"
"How should I know?" Lou Yi replied indifferently, adding, "You seem very interested in him."
Bi Yaoyao’s eyes twinkled, "Hehe, are you jealous, Woody?"
Red Hero’s righteousness and his nurous rescues of border towns in the Zhao Kingdom from disasters certainly pique curiosity from many.
Qingyi, don’t you think so?"
"I’m not curious," You Qingyi said softly, glancing at Lou Yi stealthily.
"Hmph, traitor!" Bi Yaoyao pouted discontentedly.
At this mont, a dazzling stream of light streaked across the sky.
It was a large, red banana fan, about a yard long, with jagged edges like they were in burning flas.
A top-notch, imposing, and formidable Female Cultivator stood atop it.
Seeing this person, the Cultivators from the Red Sun Sect were excited.
"Martial Uncle Wang is here!"
"No wonder the one with the conical hat ran away; turns out they saw Elder Wang coming."
"It’s Wang Enning," Lou Yi and Bi Yaoyao glanced outside and recognized.
A great battle was about to occur in Huai City, with experts from various sects arriving in succession these days.
They certainly wouldn’t miss this event, which could decide the human and demon clans’ battle situation.
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