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The two contestants first clasped their hands together and said "Please" to each other.

Then the middle-aged man from the Green Gang casually picked up a blue talisman, and with a flick of his wrist, the talisman spontaneously combusted. He picked up the water bowl on the offering table, took a mouthful of the sacred water, and then spat it out with a "pfft".

The straw figure beneath the altar began to shake and tremble, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a ferocious and savage soldier clad in helmet and armor!

They were all either blue-faced and fanged, with wide mouths and lion-like noses, or with bloody mouths, ox horns, and pale horse-like faces... they didn't look like humans at all.

Meanwhile, the burly man in red on the opposite side assumed a horse stance and clenched his fists. Instantly, fiery red spiritual energy ignited around his body, radiating intense heat!

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Chapter 193 Grass Dragon?

That middle-aged scoundrel from the Green Gang was quite formidable.

As soon as these rampaging soldiers appeared, dark clouds immediately enveloped the area. Not only did the blue-faced, fanged soldiers manifest on the ground, but there were also invisible, ghostly soldiers that disappeared into the air.

Among the soldiers were several burly men, whose armor and weapons were very elaborate, clearly officers and generals, exuding an aura of authority and terror.

Zhao Hao felt that the strongest one among them was even at the level of a Black Iron 3-star!

That wasn't all. After spewing the magical water, the middle-aged man from the Green Gang picked up another bowl, which was full of rice.

This is no ordinary rice; it is rice refined with spiritual energy.

This kind of sacred rice is used to appease ghosts during rituals for the deceased. It is said that the lonely ghosts who have no offerings are satiated after eating it, and their resentment dissipates, allowing them to be reincarnated in the underworld.

The handful of rice was scattered, turning into a torrential rain of rice in mid-air, but not a single grain landed on the ground; they all landed on the soldiers, penetrating deep into their bodies.

Having received the feast, many of the soldiers looked up to the sky and roared, their morale immediately soaring.

The burly man in the red gate originally intended to continue showing off until the other party made the first move.

But now it's clear that the other party came prepared and is no ordinary person.

If we let them do as they please, things might not be as simple as just being passive in the long run.

He shouted, "I'm coming!" and the ground beneath his feet exploded with a "bang," propelling him forward like an arrow!

His psionic energy had transformed into raging flames, even turning his hair red. His entire body was burning intensely like fire!

The group of soldiers roared and scattered into several small teams to meet them. They actually seemed to have some tactics and military formations, and were not just ordinary rabble soldiers.

The burly man in red had huge fireballs burning in his fists, and the swings generated rolling heat waves, which were very effective against the rampant ghost soldiers.

Moreover, it also has long-range area attacks, capable of unleashing a large fireball with a single palm strike and spewing out a large amount of flames with a single breath.

The fire was pure psionic fire, its color a deep reddish-gold. With just a sweep, it burned the ground, causing it to crack and crumble, and even forced many of the dark clouds in the sky to disperse.

"Waaaaah~~"

The middle-aged man from the Green Gang didn't just wait idly; he picked up the curved horn on the table and blew it loudly.

I have to say, it even has a tune!

This is a dragon horn blower unique to the Lushan school of ritual, though in a few places a conch shell is used as a substitute. It is used in almost every large-scale ritual, and is a ritual implement not found in other schools.

After the dragon horn was blown, a chilling wind swept across the hill, and the temperature began to drop.

Upon hearing the horn, the soldiers' figures and spiritual energy surged once more, their every move accompanied by wisps of black smoke, and their swords and spears were accompanied by a chilling wind, reaching an unprecedented level of power.

Even the invisible ghost soldiers overcame the spiky flames on the red-robed giant's body and began to suddenly appear in mid-air, attempting to launch a sneak attack.

In an instant, dozens or even hundreds of monstrous soldiers surrounded the burly man in red, as if they were about to capture him at any moment.

However, at that moment, the burly man with the red door also revealed his trump card.

After a loud shout, a ten-foot-tall spiritual energy avatar appeared behind him!

He was a tall man with red hair and beard, his body engulfed in flames, and a red snake coiled around his body!

This is the Dharmakaya of Zhurong!

The Dharmakaya is a form of magic, and there are several schools of thought within Buddhism that specialize in it.

Legend has it that Buddha Shakyamuni had a golden body that was sixteen feet tall, which is the earliest theoretical source of the practice of Dharmakaya.

As soon as Zhu Rong's divine form appeared, flames erupted within a radius of several meters around him. The Yin soldiers screamed in agony as they were instantly engulfed by the flames. The other soldiers also roared and retreated, unable to withstand the scorching heat.

Not to mention that the burly man in red, with fire in his eyes, charged forward with two fists as big as clay pots and on fire, relentlessly chasing and attacking.

As expected of a transcendent being who could potentially advance to the Bronze level at any moment, this Dharma body truly overwhelms all laws. At least that middle-aged man from the Green Gang had no good solutions.

Just like a mage fighting Garen, activating Q and aiming straight for your head! What a brute!

The middle-aged man from the Green Gang also used the tokens and flags on the altar to invite the Five Ghost Emperors of the Five Directions to capture the three souls and seven spirits of the Red Gate man, and tried to wrap the opponent with black clouds, but he could not break through the defense at all.

He also picked up another magical artifact on the altar, the Tiger Stripe Demon-Slaying Whip. Although the spiritual energy strike from a distance was extremely powerful, cracking a boulder with a single blow, the Dharma body was also truly tough.

Moreover, the burly man with the red door was extremely agile, practically a martial artist, and after taking a hit from the whip, he was very difficult to strike.

Master Lushan gritted his teeth, took out a straw dragon from his sleeve, picked up the inkstone on the altar and struck it on the forehead, then smeared the blood on the straw dragon.

The burly man from the red gate knocked down a rogue general with a single punch, and realizing the situation was dire, he was about to rush over to stop them.

The monk from Lushan had already tossed the grass dragon away with a flick of his wrist.

The grass dragon grew rapidly in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, it had transformed into a green dragon as thick as a water bucket and over ten meters long!

The dragon had scales and horns, long whiskers and four claws, and it coiled and roared in the air.

However, upon closer inspection, one can still discern the details, such as the woven wood parts. At least the nose is made from a large log root.

However, although the grass dragon was formed from grass and trees, it possessed boundless divine power and a huge amount of spiritual energy. With a single flip, it could stir up the air and make it roar. With a single claw, it could dig a trench in the ground!

Even if that burly man with the red gate possessed the incarnation of Zhu Rong, he wouldn't dare to take it head-on. So he became entangled with the grass dragon, dodging and weaving, occasionally spitting out a breath of fire or shooting out two balls of flame to retaliate.

Looking at the monk Lushan, he was already pale and sweating, barely able to support himself on the altar to watch the battle.

"Holy crap, that's amazing! They actually created a dragon!" The fat man was also stunned.

Zhao Hao craned his neck, completely mesmerized: "Look, look! Look at their dragon! At least you can ride it and fly, right? And look at mine, I even sleep inside a teapot. I'm always worried I'll accidentally brew some tea and drink it!"

The dragon in the sleeve howled, whether provoked by the fat man's words or sensing Zhao Hao's thoughts, it glared and puffed out its beard with utter disdain: "That's it? That's it? This is considered a dragon? I'll show it something more powerful..."

Before Zhao Hao could stop them, the clouds that had been whipped up by the grass dragon suddenly dispersed.

The wind follows the tiger, the clouds follow the dragon; when the clouds are dispersed, the spiritual energy of the grass dragon is immediately extinguished.

Just then, the burly man in the red gate unleashed a massive, high-explosive fireball, followed by a huge burst of flames. The grass dragon, having lost its cloud, suffered a disruption in its spiritual energy flow and couldn't defend itself, catching fire...

Uncle Tie turned around and glared at Zhao Hao: Are you bored? Did you take money from the Red Gate?

Zhao Hao: This, this isn't my fault! My dragon got jealous, I didn't expect it either!

The grass dragon fell to the ground with fire, turning into a large grass dragon with a bamboo frame and a grass-woven exterior, which soon burned to ashes.

The burly man in the red gate was so weak from breathing fire that he was almost completely drained, and he was panting heavily.

Then look at that middle-aged man from the Green Gang, he's even worse off, he probably can't even stand up without holding onto the table.

Finally, even the so-called number one magician from Lushan simply bowed and admitted defeat.

It's just a friendly competition, why would I risk my life?

The burly man in red cupped his hands and said, "You flatter me."

Ultimately, with Zhao Hao taking sides, the Red Gate won.

However, judging from the Green Gang's attitude, they were not discouraged.

That's true. With such a small number of people, the chances of suppressing the Red Gate were slim to begin with.

It's okay to lose; we were just scouting ahead and making preparations.

To prepare for future cooperation between Qinghong...

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Chapter 194 Some people have extraordinary hands, some have extraordinary oxen.

Chinese people value saving face, and even if things fall apart, they rarely get angry and upset in person, especially since the Qing and Hong families already have many connections. Moreover, this was just a small test, so it naturally wouldn't damage the "harmony."

Since we've already prioritized friendship over competition, we should naturally shake hands, make peace, and have a meal together after the game!

We all like to build rapport at the dinner table and talk about things that are not suitable to discuss in formal settings.

Dinner parties are absolutely essential.

Moreover, this concerns the Red Gate's reputation in front of the Green Gang, so it would be unacceptable if the meal were meager.

Sure enough, this meal was hosted in the Otherworld! Good heavens! Most of the dishes were rare and extraordinary creatures from the Otherworld!

Nearly a hundred people set up more than a dozen tables and toasted enthusiastically.

Orange: I've finally come looking for you today! It wasn't for nothing that I watched that boring circus act!

It's fine for Orange to come out for a meal; after all, it's normal for extraordinary beings to keep some extraordinary creatures.

What's abnormal is Orange's appetite. Even the chef at the Red Gate looks at Zhao Hao with a strange gaze, as if he's brought this hairy orange glutton to eat his nemesis!

All that's missing is a separate table for this person and their cat!

Uncle Tie's face turned bright red with embarrassment, and he didn't glance at Zhao Hao once throughout the entire dinner.

What's even more infuriating is that Ma Long, Ma Xiaoyu, and Fatty also felt more comfortable eating with Zhao Hao, and the group practically took over the entire table!

In other words, the Red Gate knew how to handle people, so they sent their members, such as Skinny Monkey and Wang Genji, who were familiar with Zhao Hao and Fatty, to entertain the guests, so that Uncle Tie wouldn't lose face and get so angry that he had a stroke.

Woof: Let me out! I want to eat too!

Zhao Hao stuffed Ao Wu into the teapot to prevent him from coming out. After all, it's normal to have a gluttonous cat around, but having a dragon around is definitely not normal!

Of the people present, Zhao Hao felt that at least a dozen could see Ao Wu. If they were indeed seen, it would be difficult to explain.

That's a dragon!

Even if it's a dragon, it's at least a top-ranking extraordinary creature among the bronze level.

Moreover, it was already rare even in the Song Dynasty.

The aforementioned Master Xu Xun became famous for his flood control and dragon-slaying exploits.

He and his disciples wiped out almost all the large-scale dragons in the south! Those dragons were indeed a menace; every time they came of age and went into battle, it caused a great flood. The people suffered terribly.