Ghost Catching System-Chapter 726 - 725 Who Wants to Fight?_1

This scene was too sudden. People had thought the duel would involve back-and-forth exchanges for more than a dozen rounds, yet after just one encounter, Zhang Lingfeng lay dead by Chu Hao's hand. Many people screamed, closing their eyes, especially those who had previously hurled insults at Chu Hao; they felt a cold shiver run from head to toe.

Just moments before, this fellow had worn a pretentious smirk. No one could have imagined that when he got serious, he could be so terrifying. Even Chu Hao's friends were shocked. How could he have just killed someone? It didn't fit his usual playful and smiling demeanor at all.

The people from Longhu Mountain were utterly enraged. Several of their elders ascended the stage, each radiating powerful True Qi, their eyes full of murderous intent as they stared at Chu Hao.

"You actually killed him!" roared one of Zhang Lingfeng's martial uncles.

Chu Hao calmly said, "He threatened to kill me. Did he think I was an easy target?"

At this moment, the old man on the platform said, "Gentlemen, these two signed a life-and-death contract. Regardless of who dies, no one else is to be held responsible. If anyone else wishes to duel, they may come here to sign a life-and-death contract."

The irate expert from Longhu Mountain bellowed, "And just who do you think you are?"

The old man's eyes crinkled into a smile as a vast surge of True Qi rose from beneath his feet, causing the pupils of the Longhu Mountain members to constrict. Being assigned by the Seventh District to preside over life-and-death contracts meant he was no ordinary person. This old man was very strong.

The old man said indifferently, "If you have any objections, you can tell me. I am Ghost Sword Dust of the Dragon Soul."

Dragon Soul, Ghost Sword Dust.

This old man was from the Dragon Soul, the highest echelon of the Seventh District. Tiger Soul was already very strong, on par with the major Taoist sects. Rumors claimed Dragon Soul was even more formidable, as several of its members were among the founders of the Seventh District. The Seventh District had been established by Huaxia Country. How weak could the founders of the Seventh District of such a powerful nation possibly be?

The people from Longhu Mountain tensed, their eyes showing clear wariness towards Ghost Sword Dust.

Chu Hao also looked at Ghost Sword Dust with surprise. Zhao Gousheng had once told him that every member of Dragon Soul was several times stronger than those in Tiger Soul. It seemed Ghost Sword Dust had appeared precisely to keep this group of Yin-Yang Persons in check.

"Ghost Sword Dust, he framed my junior martial brother, Zhang Chengshan. Are you going to protect him?"

A middle-aged man appeared. He stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in a Taoist robe, his square face accented by eyes as sharp as blades.

Upon seeing this man, Ghost Sword Dust's eyes narrowed slightly. "Zhang Zhonghao!"

Zhang Zhonghao, senior martial brother to Zhang Chengshan. Zhang Chengshan was older, one of the few Inborn Experts from Longhu Mountain in his generation, yet his senior martial brother was so young.

"Taoist Master," the other Longhu Mountain members greeted him respectfully.

Taoist Master! Could Zhang Zhonghao be the current Longhu Mountain Taoist Master?

Ghost Sword Dust shook his head. "I'm not protecting any particular side. Since they signed a life-and-death contract today, the matter falls under Dragon Soul's jurisdiction. If you break the rules, then I, Ghost Sword Dust, will see this through with you all."

Facing Zhang Zhonghao, Ghost Sword Dust's imposing aura didn't diminish in the slightest. Anger flickered across Zhang Zhonghao's face. The atmosphere grew even more tense.

Chu Hao glanced between the two sides and couldn't help but say, "All this nonsense from a bunch of nobodies. Aren't you tired? If you want revenge, just come and get it."

Everyone turned to glare angrily at Chu Hao. This youngster was too arrogant! He didn't even consider who was present; some of them were among the first to reach the Inborn Expert realm.

Unable to restrain himself, one of Zhang Lingfeng's martial uncles declared, "I'll sign a life-and-death contract with you!"

Chu Hao waved his hand dismissively. "I've lost interest in cannon fodder."

"You!" The Longhu Mountain expert bristled with rage.

Chu Hao turned to look at the countless people below. It was a diverse crowd: members from Mao Mountain, Zhongnan Mountain, and Qingcheng Mountain; forces from various Taoist sects; some individuals from the Heretic Path; numerous media representatives; and ordinary onlookers.

Chu Hao waved his hand, and both the True Word Brush and the Emperor's Yellow Seal materialized before him. Upon seeing the True Word Brush, the Taoists present grew incredibly excited—it was a Taoist Treasure! As for the Emperor's Yellow Seal, that went without saying. It was the key to unlocking Emperor Huang's Treasure, and countless eyes watched it keenly from the shadows.

With these two items displayed before him, Chu Hao stated coldly, "The items are right here. I'll make it plain today: anyone who wants the True Word Brush and the Emperor's Yellow Seal, step up and try to take them."

Chu Hao scanned the crowd and sneered, "All crows under heaven are black. You can all drop the charade."

As he spoke, he turned to the Longhu Mountain contingent. "You keep calling me despicable and shameless. Have you ever considered it? Yes, I am despicable and shameless. I admit I killed your people. But isn't complaining about it all day long tiring? If you have the guts, then come and kill me!"

"Ding… Host has successfully shown off, earning 4,000 Pretentiousness Points."

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched. Chu Hao had indeed killed people, and he was so brazenly arrogant about it. The numerous media representatives were utterly stunned.

Chu Hao waved his hand dismissively and said coldly, "Call me despicable, call me shameless, call me a true villain—heh. In my opinion, everyone here is trash. Anyone who disagrees can step up and fight."

"Ding… Host has achieved a show-off combo, earning 5,000 Pretentiousness Points."

Everyone at the scene was speechless. "..."

Damn! They had never witnessed such arrogance.

Indeed, everyone has a temper. Did they really expect Chu Hao to remain passive after they repeatedly provoked him? Now, he had laid it all bare: if anyone had a problem with him, they should come forward. If anyone wanted his treasures, they should step up. It was that simple.

Zhang Lingfeng's martial uncle, consumed by rage, shouted, "Such shameless boasting! I will fight you!"

A cold smile touched Chu Hao's lips. With a wave of his hand, the Ritian Stick appeared. "You're not even good enough."

Chu Hao swung the Ritian Stick with terrifying explosive power. Zhang Lingfeng's martial uncle conjured a string of prayer beads, which released a cascade of talismanic runes to form a barrier before him. However, Chu Hao showed no mercy with this strike.

CRACK!

The myriad talismanic runes shattered, the prayer beads snapped, and the Ritian Stick brutally struck the man. Struck by this ferocious blow, he didn't even have time to scream. His internal organs ruptured, and his body was sent flying from the Beacon Tower, landing motionless in a growing pool of blood.

"Ah!" The people of Longhu Mountain were utterly dumbfounded. Gasps of shock rippled through the crowd.

Chu Hao stated coldly, "I came here today to kill."

A chill ran down everyone's spines; their scalps tingled with horror. A living person, killed instantly in a single exchange.

Ghost Sword Dust's expression also changed dramatically. He looked at Chu Hao with an incredibly peculiar gaze.

Zhang Zhonghao's face contorted. Another of his men dead! He roared in fury, "You vile creature! You're courting death!"

A golden seal appeared in Zhang Zhonghao's hands.

"The Longhu Seal!" Ghost Sword Dust exclaimed.

The Longhu Seal, one of the Seven Great Treasures, was as renowned as the Yin Yang Mirror. It was also Longhu Mountain's ultimate protective treasure.

Zhang Zhonghao formed hand seals and chanted a series of incantations. Suddenly, a golden, ferocious tiger, a full ten feet in length, leaped out from the Longhu Seal, its roar shaking the heavens and the earth.

Chu Hao had come today intending to cause a major disturbance; he was fearless. He taunted, "Old bastard, if your Longhu Mountain wants to kill me, then bring it on!"

The golden tiger pounced. Chu Hao met it with a downward smash of his Ritian Stick as the tiger's claws swiped viciously.

BANG!

Sparks flew. Were their powers evenly matched?

"Majestic Slaughter!"

Chu Hao formed a set of hand seals. The Ritian Stick shot from his grip, soaring into the sky. When it descended again, it had transformed into a sky-piercing pillar, crashing down mercilessly upon the golden tiger.

BOOM!

The ground trembled, the Beacon Tower swayed, and rubble flew everywhere.