Chapter 907: Chapter 907

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

The surrounding independent martial practitioners were getting a bit impatient.

"You brat, are you done yet?"

"Kid, is it possible your level is too low to tell the real from the fake?"

"You little runt, can you do it or not? If not, let me try!"

The group of loose cultivator experts around them exclaimed coldly.

"Shut up, all of you!" Zhang Xiaohao snorted coldly.

His indifferent gaze swept over them, and anyone who met Zhang Xiaohao’s eyes felt as if they were being stared at by an ancient beast from the primordial wilderness, causing them to involuntarily close their mouths in tension.

Zhang Xiaohao’s gaze fell on the Witch.

Looking at her playfully from a few hundred paces away, he said,

"This Wind God Leg is incomplete! It’s missing the final move, which is also the most powerful one! Without that move, this leg technique is just average!" Zhang Xiaohao said casually.

"What? How could it be?"

"Ah! The Wind God Leg is missing one move? Could she be playing us?"

"Tell me, why is the Wind God Leg missing a move?"

Hearing Zhang Xiaohao’s words, the surrounding independent martial practitioners became unsettled immediately.

They hadn’t come here tonight, fighting tooth and nail, for a flawed martial skill.

Besides, if it’s missing the final move, can it still be considered a Heavenly Rank Supreme Martial Skill?

Seeing the surrounding loose cultivators coldly staring at her,

the Witch wasn’t angered. She opened her mouth and said,

"This friend is right! The Wind God Leg is indeed missing a move, but even so, it remains a Heavenly Rank Supreme Martial Skill! Besides, when this Holy Daughter obtained this martial skill, it was already ! However, according to ancient records, whoever can integrate the first six moves will be able to comprehend the final move!"

After speaking, without waiting for the surrounding independent martial practitioners to speak, the Witch continued,

"How about this! To make up for the loss of this martial skill, later, whoever wins the championship of tonight’s martial arts tournament, this Holy Daughter will compensate them with two thousand lower-grade spirit stones! As for this Wind God Leg martial skill, for now, let’s leave it in this little brother’s hands for safekeeping!"

"Are you serious?" Hearing about the two thousand lower-grade spirit stones, the surrounding independent martial practitioners immediately showed faces of eagerness.

To them, never mind two thousand spirit stones, even ten lower-grade spirit stones would be a huge fortune.

These two thousand lower-grade spirit stones are undoubtedly a fortune comparable to a country’s wealth.

"When this Holy Daughter speaks, it naturally counts! Well then, this Holy Daughter declares, the martial arts tournament begins now." The Witch said with a cold tone.

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Xiaohao suddenly spoke up.

"What do you want to say?" The Witch asked, her eyes carrying a playful smile.

"Since you’ve handed over the Wind God Leg martial skill to me for safekeeping, why not hand over the remaining nine jade boxes to me as well!" Zhang Xiaohao shrugged and said playfully.

Upon hearing Zhang Xiaohao’s words, neither the Witch nor the surrounding independent martial practitioners spoke, but watched him playfully.

After a while, the Witch’s mouth curled with a sneer.

"Fine! Then I’ll hand over the remaining nine jade boxes to you for safekeeping!" the Witch said coldly.

With a soft flick of her jade hand, the nine jade boxes shot forward like a meteor, carrying immense power toward Zhang Xiaohao.

"Since you’re so enthusiastic, I won’t hold back," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smug smile.

His right hand casually reached out, a black sheen flowed over his arm, swiftly grabbing the flying nine jade boxes without retreating a single step.

Amidst the eager gazes of the surrounding loose cultivator experts, Zhang Xiaohao stored the nine jade boxes into the storage bag at his waist. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝕟𝕖𝕥

"This Holy Daughter declares, the martial arts tournament shall begin now..."

The last word "begin" was interrupted by Zhang Xiaohao once again.

"Wait!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

"Hmph! What else do you have to say?" The Witch snorted coldly.

If it weren’t for considering Zhang Xiaohao’s strength, she would have captured him long ago and not tolerated his arrogance until now.

"Anyway, since you’ve placed these things in my care, why not also leave the two thousand lower-grade spirit stones with me for safekeeping?" Zhang Xiaohao said playfully.

"What? This kid is too bold, isn’t he?"

"Hmph! Brat, don’t push your luck!"

"Leave some room in your actions, so we can meet amicably in the future!"

Upon hearing Zhang Xiaohao’s words, the surrounding independent martial practitioners snorted coldly one by one.

"Heh heh heh..." The Witch wasn’t angry; instead, she burst into laughter.

As her laughter stopped,

"Alright! Fine! Fine! Don’t you want these two thousand lower-grade spirit stones? This Holy Daughter will hand them over to you now!" she said, fixing her gaze on Zhang Xiaohao.

Then, she tapped her waist with her jade hand, removed a storage bag, and tossed it directly to Zhang Xiaohao.

Zhang Xiaohao didn’t hesitate, casually catching the storage bag and utilizing his soul power to examine it carefully.

A few seconds later, Zhang Xiaohao withdrew his gaze and tucked the storage bag into his bosom, but in actuality, stored it inside the Shennong Ring.

"Not bad! They are indeed two thousand lower-grade spirit stones! Ah, I knew it, my charm is just too overwhelming, even with a mask on, I can’t stop others from liking me! So, tell me, what exactly do you like about me? Can’t I change?" Zhang Xiaohao shrugged and said.

"Ah! Damn it, kid, how dare you tease this Holy Daughter, you deserve to die!" The Witch thought angrily in her heart.

Her jade hand waved domineeringly, and she shouted, "The martial arts tournament now begins!"

As she finished speaking, the surrounding independent martial practitioners became unsettled immediately.

With red eyes, they stared at Zhang Xiaohao as if looking at a priceless treasure.

"Brother Hao, something doesn’t feel right!" Shangguan Baiyun said, furrowing his brow.

"Of course it isn’t right! The good stuff is all on me, so naturally, they’ll want to eliminate me first!" Zhang Xiaohao shrugged and said.

"Brother Hao, what should we do now?" Shangguan Baiyun said seriously.

"It’s fine! They’re just a bunch of jumping clowns; I haven’t even paid them any mind! When the fight starts later, all of you stay behind me, remember! No matter what happens, don’t leave my side! Otherwise, I can’t guarantee your safety!" Zhang Xiaohao instructed.

"Got it." Shangguan Baiyun and the others nodded heavily.

"Kid! If you know what’s good for you, hand over the Wind God Leg and the other treasures quickly, or you’ll surely die tonight!"

"Hand over the treasures, and I’ll spare your lives!"

"Hmph! A mere early-stage Void Transformation Realm junior daring to covet the Wind God Leg and two thousand lower-grade spirit stones, aren’t you afraid of bursting from arrogance?"

Close to two thousand independent martial practitioners surrounded them, all coldly staring at Zhang Xiaohao and the others.