“Wisdom root? Moron…ish?”

Xing Yuanxiao was stunned for a moment, then his face instantly turned green.

“Good! Excellent! This is just too good!”

Xing Yuanxiao was furious and wanted to attack Qiao Yu immediately.

But when he saw Qiao Yu's confident look, his heart suddenly sank.

“No, something’s fishy!”

Xing Yuanxiao rolled his eyes, vaguely sensing something.

Qiao Yu’s reaction was too calm, so calm that Xing Yuanxiao felt that the other party must have dug a trap waiting for him to jump into.

He had already sensed that although Qiao Yu's realm had advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the fourth level of Pseudo God, he was clearly not yet at the point where he could challenge him.

Xing Yuanxiao seemed to think of something, and then looked in the direction of Huangquan Hirasaka.

There, a unicorn was pulling an ancient chariot. On the chariot stood an old man in a gray robe. He was the foundation of Huangquan Hirasaka, Jia Qiumen!

“Senior Jia Qiumen, if I remember correctly, you, Huangquan Hirasaka, have a bet with this Qiao Yu, right?” Xing Yuanxiao said loudly, his voice resounding through the starry sky.

Many people present also reacted instantly.

Previously, Qiao Yu and Huangquan Hirasaka did have a bet three years ago, betting on whether Qiao Yu could possess the combat power of the Pseudo God Peak in three years. If not, he would have to be a slave to Huangquan Hirasaka for the rest of his life.

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on Jia Qiumen, wanting to see what kind of reaction this old man would make.

“That's right, he does have a bet with my Huangquan Hirasaka, but now it seems that my Huangquan Hirasaka has won. Little friend Qiao Yu, return the Huangquan Scepter to its original owner!” Jia Qiumen said with a cold face.

“Hahaha, Qiao Yu, accept your defeat gracefully! It seems I don't even need to take action!”

Xing Yuanxiao let out a sneer, a gleam of light flashing in his eyes.

As the saying goes, divert the disaster eastward; better a dead friend than a dead me. It would be better to let the people of Huangquan Hirasaka test the waters first. If they can easily take down Qiao Yu, it would not be too late for him to take action.

Qiao Yu ignored Xing Yuanxiao, but glanced at Jia Qiumen, then smiled, took out his Fang Tian Painting Halberd, and began to wipe it with a white cloth in front of him.

“My good adopted father, if I remember correctly, the content of our bet is, betting that I would have the combat power of the Pseudo God Peak in three years, right?”

Jia Qiumen glanced at Qiao Yu coldly, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

The Fang Tian Painting Halberd had left too much of a shadow on this old man.

“Humph! Do you still want to challenge the Pseudo God Peak with the fourth level of Pseudo God? What a daydream!”

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jia Qiumen naturally would not be frightened by Qiao Yu, but the vigilance in his heart had reached its peak.

As long as Qiao Yu's Fang Tian Painting Halberd stabbed him, he would be dead without a doubt.

“Who says I can't?”

Qiao Yu raised the wiped Fang Tian Painting Halberd, the tip of the halberd pointing directly at the direction of Huangquan Hirasaka.

“I originally wanted to kill the Xing family's old dog first, but I didn't expect him to be a coward. In that case, it's fine to start with you.”

“The three-year period has arrived, Nalan Yanran… Oops, wrong script. Huangquan Hirasaka, who of you will come out and fight?”

As soon as Qiao Yu finished speaking, there was an uproar at the scene.

Originally, Qiao Yu's promotion from the Half God Realm to the fourth level of the Pseudo God Realm in three years was enough to shock everyone with such a terrifying upgrade speed.

But now, Qiao Yu made an even more surprising move.

He actually wanted to challenge the Pseudo God Peak with the fourth level of Pseudo God!

“Child! Don't be impulsive! The Pseudo God Peak is not as simple as you think! You don't have to worry about the bet, leave it to your grandfather to solve!”

Bai Xinweng hurriedly began to persuade Qiao Yu. As a Pseudo God Peak himself, he knew how powerful this realm was. This was the realm closest to God.

“Don't worry, Grandpa, it's just the Pseudo God Peak, it's not like I haven't killed one before… No, it seems I haven't actually killed one.”

Qiao Yu frowned. The Void Sword Saint was forced to death by the Old Monster of the Long Night and the others, and Long You was saved by Zhujiuyin.

Speaking of which, although he had defeated the Pseudo God Peak twice, he had never actually killed one.

As soon as these words came out, the people at the scene couldn't help but laugh out loud.

“What is he talking nonsense about? Just the Pseudo God Peak? Who does he think he is? A god?”

“After reaching the Pseudo God Realm, the gap between each level is vastly different. How can he think that the fourth level of the Pseudo God can challenge the Pseudo God Peak?”

“Young and frivolous, I was like this when I was young. I will be able to recognize reality after a few beatings.”

None of the people present were optimistic about Qiao Yu, and they were all waiting to see a joke with their arms folded.

Jia Qiumen was also amused.

At this time, Qiao Yu suddenly turned his spearhead at him.

“Jia Qiumen, why don't you come? If I beat the others, I'm afraid your Huangquan Hirasaka will still be unconvinced. If I beat you, it should be done once and for all, right?”

Jia Qiumen looked at the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in Qiao Yu's hand, and the smile suddenly froze on his face.

“This old man won't fight you!” Jia Qiumen's face instantly darkened.

“What? Are you scared? Old coward!” Qiao Yu shook his head disdainfully.

Jia Qiumen's face became even darker. A weapon of causality, how could he not be afraid?

This scene also made other people who didn't know the truth a little confused.

“Strange, it is said that Jia Qiumen is a ruthless and decisive person, why doesn't he fight back after being provoked like this?”

“Therefore, seeing is believing. That Qiao Yu is so arrogant, but Senior Jia Qiumen hasn't taken action yet. Obviously, he is magnanimous and can hold a boat in his belly!”

“Could it be that Qiao Yu can really pose a threat to the Pseudo God Peak? Looking at Senior Jia Qiumen, he seems to be a little scared!”

Listening to the discussions of the crowd, Jia Qiumen's face turned black and white, like a seven-colored revolving lantern, and he almost crushed a mouthful of dentures.

He couldn't wait to directly kill Qiao Yu, but the existence of the Fang Tian Painting Halberd made him dare not act rashly.

“Oh, look, look, I was just joking with you, why are you getting angry?”

Qiao Yu smiled and put away the Fang Tian Painting Halberd.

“Since it is a bet, then I should naturally use my own strength to defeat you. How could I use the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, right?”

“Okay, you said that, everyone here can testify! You must not go back on your word!” A murderous intent immediately burst out in Jia Qiumen's eyes!

“Of course, why would I lie to you?” Qiao Yu's face also became serious. “But you listen carefully, if you lose the bet, then you have to obediently let me become the master of Huangquan Hirasaka!”

“That's natural!”

Jia Qiumen immediately agreed, but in reality, he was secretly running his strength, preparing to kill Qiao Yu with one blow.

“Little friend Qiao Yu, fists and feet have no eyes, be careful!”

Jia Qiumen stomped hard, and the ancient chariot under his feet was completely activated, releasing boundless and terrifying killing intent.

Qiao Yu took a look and lost interest.

Jia Qiumen, who was once so powerful in his eyes, now seemed to be nothing more than that.

Not to mention comparing him with the Five-Clawed Black Dragon Long You, Jia Qiumen's strength was not even enough to compare with the Void Sword Saint.

It can only be said that the Pseudo God Peak also has gaps.

Jia Qiumen didn't know what Qiao Yu was thinking. Seeing that Qiao Yu didn't react at all, he thought that Qiao Yu was so scared that he didn't know what to do.

A beam of light, like a rainbow hanging from the sky, rushed out from the ancient chariot and swept towards Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu did not use the Nirvana Divine Thunder, nor did he use the Chaos Fire, but he used the Flowing Water Hundred Transformations Fist. The whistling sound of the flowing water strength resounded through the sky, and then collided with the smooth beam of light blasted by Jia Qiumen.

Boom!

Countless thunderbolts exploded in the starry sky, and the space was constantly collapsing under the collision of the two.

After the smoke dissipated, there was no trace of Qiao Yu in the same place.

“Where is Qiao Yu? Where did he go? Could it be that he was beaten to death by Senior Jia Qiumen in one blow?”

“I don't know, but judging from the aftermath of the battle just now, Qiao Yu was obviously at a disadvantage.”

“Nonsense, did you really think that the fourth level of the Pseudo God can challenge the Pseudo God Peak?”

Everyone was talking about it, and then, a sharp-eyed person noticed something was wrong.

“No! Look, Qiao Yu is on Jia Qiumen's ancient chariot!”

This exclamation instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Only then did everyone realize that Qiao Yu had appeared behind Jia Qiumen at some point, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd had pierced through Jia Qiumen's chest.

“You… didn't you say you wouldn't use this Fang Tian Painting Halberd?”

Jia Qiumen's eyes were full of fear and disbelief. He clearly felt that his life was being erased, and even his divine consciousness could not escape.

“Pfft!” Qiao Yu couldn't help but laugh out loud. “You even dared to believe me? Then adopted father, you really didn't die unjustly.”