Even Ice Snow City's old lunatic, the Crazy Taoist, had spoken up. More and more people were making a fuss.
"Yeah, let's just have a fight!"
"Are the disciples of the Zither Devil and the Art Sage all useless?"
… …
In the end, it wasn't just the guests in the west and south. Even the friends of the Nine Heavens and Liu Yang in the north and east started shouting. Of course, most of them felt that it was unfair for the Nine Heavens in the past. The only reason they supported the fight between Liu Yang and the Art Sage and the Zither Devil's disciple was because they wanted to help the Nine Heavens regain some face.
The Zither Devil He Yiming's disciple, Duan Gen, and the Art Sage Di Rong's disciple, Cui Ming, had long since lost their patience. "Master, can you still bear it? Senior Brother Duan or I can destroy that Liu Yang in a matter of minutes. "Cui Ming was so angry that he wanted to charge forward.
However, Di Rong reached out and stopped him. "Bastard, what do you know!" Di Rong could now see that Liu Yang's strength wasn't as simple as it seemed. He could send Qian Shang flying with one kick. Even if his two disciples joined forces, they probably wouldn't be a match for Liu Yang.
He Yiming hurriedly stopped his disciple, Duan Gen, then stood up and shouted loudly to the crowd, "Everyone, what happened back then is already in the past. Let's not talk about it anymore. Today, we're here purely to participate in Brother The Nine Heavens's disciple acceptance ceremony. As for the competition, let's just forget about it …"
A wise man knows better than to fight when the odds are against him. It's better to turn a big problem into a small one and forget about it!
However, before He Yiming could finish speaking, Liu Yang, who was in the middle of the arena, jumped up. "I bought a watch last year. Son of a bitch, who's your brother … I'd even find it dirty if you cleaned my master's toilet … Back then, you crippled my master's dantian. Do you think it's okay just because you said so? Come, come, come down and let this young master try stabbing your dantian a few times. "
Liu Yang's curses left He Yiming speechless. On the North side, Colorless was the first to clap and cheer, "Good, well said! Amitabha! "
Next to Liu Yang, The Nine Heavens secretly asked Liu Yang, "Disciple, can you handle He Yiming and Di Rong's disciples?" As he spoke, The Nine Heavens pointed at the two youths behind Di Rong and He Yiming.
Liu Yang scanned the area with his X-ray vision. These two fellows were only at the pinnacle of Jin Dan's strength. It would not be difficult for Liu Yang to deal with them, not to mention that Liu Yang still had so many ultimate moves.
"No problem!"
"Alright, then let's do it. Beat him up." The Nine Heavens heaved a long sigh of relief. Today was the day of the Disciple Recruitment Ceremony. If The Nine Heavens fought He Yiming and Di Rong openly, it would be somewhat inappropriate. However, if Liu Yang made a move and got rid of the Art Sage and Zither Demon's disciples, he would be able to vent his anger.
On the South side, He Yiming's face turned green and purple after being insulted by Liu Yang. He was the dignified Zither Demon, who had dominated China for so many years. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?
"Brother Di, look …" While He Yiming was still speaking, Di Rong's disciple, Cui Ming, snorted coldly. "Master, Uncle-Master, we can't be such cowards. Let me do it!"
Before he could finish speaking, Cui Ming's feet moved quickly. He stepped on the back of his seat and his figure rushed down to the center of the arena.
"Cui Ming … You … Sigh …" Di Rong wanted to reach out and stop Cui Ming, but it was already too late.
When He Yiming saw the situation before him, he knew that today's battle was unavoidable. "Duan Gen, go down and help your Senior Brother."
Cui Ming rushed into the arena and prepared to attack Liu Yang. However, the Smiling Maitreya reached out and stopped Cui Ming. "Young man, is this how you want to fight?"
Although Cui Ming had a bad temper, he still knew the Smiling Maitreya. He did not dare to offend him. "Then how do you think we should fight?"
The Smiling Maitreya smiled faintly and looked in the direction of He Yiming and Di Rong. "Today's battle in the arena is voluntary and fair. No one is allowed to interfere … However, it is inevitable that there will be no mercy in the arena. Therefore, any injuries will be borne by the participants. Is there a problem?" The Smiling Maitreya asked Duan Gen and Cui Ming.
"Stop wasting time. Let's fight!" As Cui Ming spoke, he prepared to attack Liu Yang again.
However, the Smiling Maitreya made Cui Ming, Duan Gen, and the others sign the Life-and-Death Contract before leaving the arena.
In the arena, Liu Yang saw Cui Ming rushing toward him and sneered. "You are the disciple of the Art Saint?"
"Cut the crap. You insulted my Master in public. Die!" Cui Ming waved his fist and rushed toward Liu Yang fiercely.
Liu Yang shook his head inwardly. "In that case, you will take the revenge of the Shennong Faction on behalf of your Master." Liu Yang did not dodge Cui Ming's attack at all. Instead, the spiritual energy in his hand ran violently and collided with Cui Ming's fist directly.
Boom!
After a dull sound, the Gold Core stage spirit qi of both sides collided with each other, making an earth-shattering sound. Liu Yang and Cui Ming both took three steps back. In their hearts, their evaluation of Cui Ming rose to a higher level.
It seemed that the title of Zither Devil and Art Saint was not for nothing. His disciples were indeed different from ordinary experts.
"Hmph! You were so arrogant, but you are only so-so! It seems that you will walk the same path as your Master. Just wait for me to cripple your Jin Dan … "Cui Ming's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness. He knew very well that Liu Yang's Master, The Nine Heavens, and his Master, Di Rong, were like fire and water.
Liu Yang in front of him had risen in China in a short period of time. With time, he would surpass them sooner or later. Instead of that, it would be better to cripple Liu Yang as soon as possible.
Liu Yang had attacked today to avenge The Nine Heavens. When he heard Cui Ming's words, his heart was filled with anger. "Damn it! Cripple your ass! I will cripple you first …"
Before he could finish speaking, Liu Yang moved rapidly with the Ghost Steps. His body turned into an afterimage and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Liu Yang's movement technique was so strange that Yun Lingtian, who was sitting in the west, had a change in expression. "No, this is not a technique from the secular world … Liu Yang seems to be quite extraordinary …"
Oriental Hanrou's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of surprise. "This Liu Yang is quite interesting!"
Slap!
Before Cui Ming could react, Liu Yang had already slapped Cui Ming in the face, causing him to spin 360 degrees on the spot.
"The first slap is to teach you how to behave!"
When Cui Ming finally reacted, he was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. "Damn it! You hit me?" He was a dignified Jin Dan expert, yet he had been slapped in the face like this. This was simply a great humiliation.
However, Cui Ming was still a fool. Di Rong, who was sitting in the VIP seats, could see that his disciple had already been defeated. If that slap had not been a slap but a saber, would Cui Ming still have the chance to speak?
Slap!
"The second slap is to teach you how to behave!"
Slap!
"The third slap is to teach you the interest your Master left behind!"
…
Slap! Slap! Slap!
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