Peng Hai only felt a burning pain on his fist, which erupted from the point of contact between their fists and palms. It was as if the bones in his entire arm were about to be shattered!
The next moment, the Burning Yang Qi exploded, instantly burning his entire body.
"Ah ah!"
His cumbersome body fell to the ground, and at the same time, his demonization dissipated. The Burning Yang Qi that was injected into his meridians ran amok, bringing him severe pain. His whole body suddenly trembled like a sieve, and he was filled with unspeakable fear and sadness.
Under that thin but powerful figure, he only had one thought: I'm dead.
"Trash! An adult can't beat a child. Kill him, kill this trash! "
Angry shouts came from all around. All of them were gamblers who lost the bet. "Kill Peng Hai, this trash, and blow his head off!"
Peng Hai's eyes revealed fear. Looking at the immature face of Yang Qingxuan, he thought that his head was about to be blown off by this person, just like how he used to blow off other people's heads.
But when it was his turn, he couldn't suppress a huge sense of fear. His tall and sturdy body couldn't help but tremble violently.
Yang Qingxuan just glanced at him and said indifferently, "It's already over. I won, and you lost." Finished speaking, he turned around and left.
The audience once again strangely quieted down. Peng Hai was also stunned, and said in a daze, "You, you won't kill me?"
Yang Qingxuan turned around, smiled faintly, and said, "You and I have no enmity, why should I kill you?"
"What? I didn't hear wrong, right? He can still live after losing?! "
"Could it be that this trash can continue to live?! Who will pay for my lost money?! "
Angry shouts came from all around. Basically, they roared in unison, "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! " His voice reverberated throughout the arena.
Yang Qingxuan simply ignored it. He didn't have a good impression of these gamblers, so naturally, he wouldn't listen to them.
At this time, the host also stood up, looked at Yang Qingxuan in amazement, and said, "You really won't kill him?"
Yang Qingxuan frowned. "You want me to kill him so badly?"
The host chuckled and waved his hand. "Of course not, but if you kill him, your reward will be increased by five times. Moreover, this is what the audience wants to see. Pleasing the audience is also what we need. "
Peng Hai's face turned deathly pale as he angrily stared at the host.
Yang Qingxuan sneered. His contemptuous gaze swept across the crowd. He pointed at everyone and sneered, "Pleasing them? To please these thugs, psychopaths, and immoral mud? These shit-like people, open your eyes wide and see which one of them looks human and wants me to please them? Is there something wrong with your head? "
Everyone was dumbfounded and thought that they had misheard. Everyone thought that they had heard wrong.
The host was also dumbfounded.
Since the establishment of the Mingyue Villa's gambling arena, there had never been a participant who dared to directly insult all the guests present.
Wen Wen was also completely stunned. She stared blankly at the skinny figure, her heart inexplicably stirred.
Yang Qingxuan turned around and said, "Let's go."
Until the figure disappeared in the gambling arena, the audience seemed to have sobered up. Immediately, they burst out with anger and shouts like a flash flood.
"Who is that kid? He dares to insult us, kill him! Be sure to kill him! "
"Wow, so stylish, I like, I like this kind of little fresh meat with character!"
"We came to the Mingyue Villa to have fun, not to be scolded! The villa must give us an explanation, or we will refund the money! "
The anger surged around the gambling arena. The host was sweating profusely as he hurriedly came to comfort the crowd.
At this moment, Peng Hai also recovered. He knew that he had saved his life, but he still felt like he was in a dream. He looked at the empty passage, his eyes were full of gratitude and tears.
After Yang Qingxuan came out of the passage, Mr. Lu came to meet him. He directly grabbed his hand and said, "Quickly come with me."
He grabbed Yang Qing Xuan and hurriedly walked into a room. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief. He looked at Yang Qing Xuan reproachfully and said, "What stupid things did you say? You offended all the guests!"
Yang Qingxuan sneered and said, "Those mud were originally trash. Using other people's lives for fun, they have long been psychologically twisted. If I can scold one or two of them, it can be considered a merit. "
Mr. Lu was stunned. He shook his head with a wry smile and said, "You are still too young. There are more cruel things in this world. You will get used to it in the future."
Yang Qingxuan's eyes sank. He shook his finger and coldly said, "I will not get used to it. I am not like you. Don't think that because there are more cruel things, you will take it for granted and think it is normal. Even if the world is like this, you can still not be like this. Is it difficult to not wallow in the mire? "
Mr. Lu was dumbfounded. He had lived for so long, but he had never heard such words.
Yang Qingxuan said, "When is the next gambling fight?"
Mr. Lu came back to his senses and said, "Generally, it will be at least the second day. But you can also gamble continuously, and the rewards can be doubled. However, I do not recommend you to fight now. Although I can see that you still have strength, you have angered the audience. But now that you've angered the audience, let's fight again tomorrow. "
Yang Qingxuan's eyes lit up and said, "If I fight continuously, the rewards can be doubled?"
Mr. Lu nodded and said, "Yes, but you should also know the danger. Once you lose, there is a nine out of ten chance of survival."
Yang Qingxuan nodded and said, "Okay, then I will come again tomorrow." Mr. Lu handed him a card and said, "There are 50 credits in here."
Yang Qingxuan took it and connected it to his student card. Then, he transferred 50 credits into his account.
He immediately felt a sense of satisfaction. He had been busy for half a month, risking his life to earn these 50 credits. It was very precious.
Mingyue Mountain Villa was quite a distance away from the academy. He originally planned to run back to the academy and use the gravity domain of the black gold robe to do some basic body strengthening exercises.
However, during the gambling fight, the Xingyi Fist made his four limbs feel peaceful. His mind was intoxicated, and he seemed to have comprehended something. He hurriedly found a nearby inn and checked in.
The Xingyi Fist used the Three Body Forms as the foundation and the Five Element Fists as the power to form the twelve forms.
Yang Qingxuan had already practiced this move to the point that he was thoroughly familiar with it. However, in the battle with Peng Hai just now, the combination of hands and feet, elbows and knees, shoulders and crotch, heart and mind, as well as the combination of will and Qi, had reached the legendary Six Directions Style.
The Tiger Form Style was like a tiger roaring in the forest. The Dragon Form Style was like a dragon roaring in the nine heavens. The Bear Form Style was like a bear looking around. The Eagle Form Style was like an eagle soaring in the sky …
The set of fist techniques was incomprehensible and wonderful. Every move was imitated to perfection. Yang Qingxuan was so engrossed in it that he forgot whether he was a human or a dragon, a tiger or a bear.
This was Zhou Zhuang's Dream Butterfly's state of selflessness, the state of one with the self.
After a long night, he practiced it no less than a hundred times.
Yang Qingxuan was currently practicing the Monkey Form Style. He closed his eyes and squatted down, just like a real monkey. However, when his eyes opened and closed, a golden light shot out.
Suddenly, a "pop" sound came from the back of his neck. His whole body trembled, and he recovered from the state of selflessness.
The Azure Sun Martial Scripture automatically circulated in his body. The energy gushing out from the back of his neck opened up all the bones in his body, and all the major acupoints opened up like pores.
All of this happened silently, but there seemed to be a magnificent surge of origin power in his body. It washed through his eight extraordinary meridians, giving him an indescribable feeling of comfort and contentment. His muscles seemed to have become much more firm, and scales could be seen on his skin. Under the glow of a jade light, it seemed tough and powerful.
Yang Qingxuan's face was filled with ecstasy. He lightly said, "Prajna Dragon Elephant, Body Tempering Tenth Layer Perfection!"
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