"Cui Zhirong! Haha, the opponent is Cui Zhirong, the Cui Zhirong who is said to be invincible in the Initial Stage of the Spiritual Martial Force?! "
"Haha, Yang Qingxuan is dead for sure this time! He should know the consequences of offending us! "
"Ah? It's over, it's over. I was counting on Yang Qingxuan to win again and win by surprise. This time my money …! "
There were all kinds of expressions below the stage. Most of them were extreme excitement and madness. The entire place was filled with a thick murderous aura and manic impatience, as well as bloodthirsty expectations.
As Cui Zhirong and Yang Qingxuan walked onto the stage, the loud battle cries became even more deafening. Yang Qingxuan's ears hurt from the noise. He dug his ears and glanced at the audience with disdain. This angered everyone even more.
Cui Zhirong's face darkened and said coldly: "You know that your opponent is me, yet you still pretend to be calm. You're really annoying!"
Yang Qingxuan smiled and said: "You must be calm during the battle. Don't let your emotions take over your brain."
Cui Zhirong was furious and scolded: "Arrogant! Are you teaching me how to behave?! "
Yang Qingxuan smiled and said: "I don't dare. Let's learn from each other and improve together."
Cui Zhirong pointed at him and sneered: "Learn from each other? What qualifications do you have to learn from me? I'm here to tear you apart! I'll tell you another exciting news. I just met the maid Wen Wen who brought you to the Mingyue Mountain Villa. She seems to be very concerned about you. The moment she heard that your opponent was me, she wanted to run over to inform you so that you could escape. "
Yang Qingxuan's heart sank. He seemed to have a premonition and said in a low voice: "And then?"
"Hahaha, and then? What do you think? "
Cui Zhirong laughed proudly and said: "And then I broke her spine. Now I let people take her back to her room. After I kill you, I'll go and enjoy her. Tsk tsk, looking at your young age, you're still a virgin right? Did he have delusions about Wen Wen too? Hahaha! Unfortunately, she's about to kneel before me and beg for mercy, whereas your blood will splatter the arena and add a strand of lowly resentful spirit to this purgatory arena! "
The smile on Yang Qingxuan's face gradually disappeared, and his eyes turned cold.
Cui Zhirong laughed and said, "Why, are you angry? Angry? Haha, I like to see weaklings like you get angry, then scared, then begging for mercy, and finally — death! "
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a tremor in the arena. Cui Zhirong tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and rushed up. He raised both his palms and pierced through the air with a murderous aura!
Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrunk as he coldly said, "Although I've killed many people, I don't kill people easily. However, trash like you can't be considered 'human'! "
The Form and Will Fist materialized, and the Tiger Roar struck out like a ferocious tiger roaring through the forest.
"Boom!"
Four palms collided, and energy burst out. Yang Qingxuan was forced to take three steps back.
Cui Zhirong's face changed, and he roared angrily. It seemed that the other party receiving his palm made him lose face, and he shouted, "Die!"
His whole body bent, and shot out like a swordfish.
Yang Qingxuan stepped on the ground, turned in a circle in the air, and flew up, dodging the swift and violent attack. He stepped on the ground in the air, turned around, and flew down like an eagle in the sky!
In order to ensure the safety of the battle, he removed the black gold robe and felt that his body was as light as the wind, as if he could fly with just a casual walk.
"What? What a fast movement technique! "
Cui Zhirong was shocked. His speed was fast enough, but he found that Yang Qingxuan was still above him. He was unable to restrain his anger, and roared, "Go to hell!"
He punched out with both fists, and the air shook as if it was cut. He wanted to completely destroy Yang Qingxuan!
"Whether I die or not, is that something trash like you can decide?"
The eagle claw collided with the fist, and Cui Zhirong was forced to take a few steps back, and the limestone floor shattered.
Yang Qingxuan was diving down, and had the advantage. After one attack, he retreated gracefully, but in the next moment, he tapped his foot, and a loud roar came from his palms. It was the Bear Fist of the Twelve Forms, and it pounced forward.
Cui Zhirong was shocked and angry at the same time. He was shocked because Yang Qingxuan was much stronger than he had imagined. Although Yang Qingxuan had defeated Peng Hai, Cui Zhirong did not watch the battle and only imagined it out of thin air. Unexpectedly, Yang Qingxuan was much harder to deal with than he had imagined.
The twenty VIP rooms around the gambling arena were all filled to the brim. All of them were watching the battle intently.
In the largest room in the center, You Ye's expression was calm as he watched the two fight. When he saw Yang Qingxuan evolve the Twelve Forms, he could not help but say in surprise, "Eh, this martial skill is interesting. I'm afraid it has already reached the level of high-tier Yellow Level."
Mister Lu was shocked, "High-tier Yellow Level? It can't be! He's only at the tenth level of the Qi Martial Realm, how can he master a high-tier Yellow Level martial skill? His body shouldn't be able to withstand it. "
You Ye said, "If I'm not wrong, he's not only at the tenth level of the Qi Martial Realm, but also trained in a body technique. This battle is worth watching, but it's still a pity. "
Mister Lu said, "What does young master mean by pity? Do you think it's a pity that Yang Qingxuan was killed? Why don't you send someone to tell Cui Zhirong not to kill him, and then you can save Yang Qingxuan's life. "
You Ye smiled coldly, "The pity I'm talking about is not his life. It's that he refined his body and walked the path of dual cultivation. This has blocked his path to the peak. Although the Body Refinement Technique has declined, if he concentrates on Body Refinement, this King will cherish talents and spare his life. Unfortunately, his greed is insatiable, and he doesn't know his own limits. If he wants to dual cultivate, he will only be digging his own grave. I'm no longer interested in watching this battle. "
He turned and said, "Mister Jin, accompany me to cultivate."
Mister Jin's eyes flashed, "You think Yang Qingxuan is dead for sure?"
You Ye was stunned, "What, Mister Jin thinks there will be a different outcome?" He analyzed, "Although Yang Qingxuan dual cultivates and seems powerful, he's not proficient in both. As the battle goes on, there will be more and more openings. Furthermore, Cui Zhirong's Martial Soul, 'Dragging Mud and Water', is very powerful. "
Mister Jin said, "You're right, but I haven't seen a single opening in Yang Qingxuan's moves. It's as if they're one, and he's mastered the technique. This high level martial technique has already become one with him. "
You Ye was shocked, "Mister Jin gave him such a high evaluation?"
Mister Jin nodded, "This evaluation is only low, not high. If young master's' Eight Draconic Battle 'can reach this level of understanding, then he's qualified to be the captain of any Imperial Guard team."
Mister Lu was shocked, and felt that his words were offensive. He hurriedly said, "Mister Jin, you …!"
You Ye raised his hand and interrupted Mister Lu, "Since it's Mister Jin's evaluation, it can't be wrong." His expression became very serious, and he slowly returned to the crystal glass, staring at the arena with a serious expression.
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