Both of them were still holding their weapons, but they felt like they did not belong to them at all.
"No, don't be scared. There's no way he's unharmed," Zuo Shaocai said coldly.
"Yes, do it. Do it now."
Leng Wuxin suddenly extended his hand and slapped the hilt of the sword, trying to pierce Zhou Yang's chest with it.
Boom!
In an instant, the silver longsword burned brightly, and the terrifying flame rushed toward Leng Wuxin.
Leng Wuxin had just escaped from the flame, so he was scared out of his wits when he saw it again. He retreated to the edge of the ring.
"Lava Arm!"
The next moment, Zhou Yang's right hand turned into black lava, and the terrifying power pushed Zuo Shaocai's saber out of his body.
Boom!
The punch landed squarely on Zuo Shaocai's chest, and he flew out of the ring in the blink of an eye. He fell to the ground with blood gushing out of his mouth.
Zuo Shaocai was defeated!
In the ring, Zhou Yang slowly pulled out his sword and walked toward Leng Wuxin.
Everyone looked at him and saw a deep wound on Zhou Yang's chest, but it did not pierce his heart under the protection of his palm.
However, the blood on his body made him look like a god of death, which was a ghastly sight to behold.
"You … How can you be so powerful? How can it be …" Leng Wuxin roared. Without the Black Tortoise Sword, he could only choose to retreat against Zhou Yang, who was like a god of death.
Zhou Yang's expression was cold, and a strong murderous aura accompanied by the smell of blood rushed toward Leng Wuxin. "A fair fight only determines the winner. In a grudge fight, life and death are determined by fate. Zuo Shaocai lost, but you will not lose."
His cold voice sent chills down everyone's spine. Leng Wuxin was stunned. "You … What do you mean?"
"I mean that you must die!"
Must die …
The three words made Leng Wuxin fall off the ring.
"You didn't follow the rules. You still came into the ring after losing. This is no longer a fair fight, but a duel of life and death. Only one of us can live."
After that, Zhou Yang jumped off the ring. The sword that belonged to Leng Wuxin was now on his neck.
"Stop!"
Li Yichen immediately surrounded him, but no one dared to step forward.
"Zhou Yang, I've already stepped down from the stage. You can't attack me. This is the rule of the genius contest, unless you want to die!" Leng Wuxin roared.
"Rules can only protect you if you obey them. If you don't obey them, then they won't be able to protect you."
"Impudent! You can't abide by the rules just because you say so. Hurry up and release Leng Wu Xin!" Li Changhe suddenly shouted.
"Shut up!"
Suddenly, Zhou Yang's cold shout scared everyone out of their wits.
Making the dignified Vice President of the Institute of Martial Arts, Li Changhe, shut his mouth!
Li Changhe was also stunned and didn't know what to say.
"You are the supervisor of the rules. If you allow others to violate the rules, it means that you are no longer fit to be the supervisor. You are even less fit to be the Deputy Dean of the Institute of Martial Arts. I, Zhou Yang, will never listen to a despicable person!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword light flashed and Leng Wuxin was beheaded.
"I, Zhou Yang, respect the rules, but it doesn't mean that I will be enslaved by them. If you want to take revenge for Leng Wuxin, you can do it now. I, Zhou Yang, will never ask the rules to protect me."
He glanced at Hua Yunfeng and the others with an unruly look, as well as at Li Changhe.
Li Changhe came back to his senses and was enlightened. However, as soon as he raised his hand, the words "bury the entire city" appeared in his mind.
He couldn't afford to offend that person.
He couldn't help but put his hand behind his back and look at Hua Yunfeng and the others.
Hua Yunfeng and the others were also observing Li Changhe. They thought that even if Li Changhe didn't do anything, he would use his authority to punish Zhou Yang.
However, after waiting for a long time, Li Changhe didn't say anything.
This made Hua Yunfeng and the others, who also wanted to attack Zhou Yang, hesitate.
He knew very well that he could indeed act outside the rules and attack Zhou Yang today. However, once he attacked, they would no longer be protected by the rules.
Reputation was important, but it was not as important as one's own life. Zhou Yang's confidence and unruly attitude made them feel threatened.
Moreover, Leng Wuxin wasn't from Chaoyang City.
"Hmph, I, Hua Yunfeng, will never break the rules and do things that I shouldn't. You've already broken the rules by killing Leng Wuxin. I think the College of Martial Arts will give you an explanation."
Hua Yunfeng turned around and left after he finished speaking. The other geniuses from Chaoyang City followed after him.
"Senior Brother Shen, Eldest Senior Brother isn't here. You'll make the decision."
Li Yichen looked at Shen Yijue after Hua Yunfeng left.
Shen Yijue was expressionless. After a while, he smiled and said, "I'll tell Eldest Senior Brother about this and let him report to the City Governor. The City Governor will naturally come to the County City to ask for an explanation. However, I think the County City will definitely give us a satisfactory explanation."
Li Yichen nodded and looked at Zhou Yang. "If that's the case, we'll wait. If there's no reply by the afternoon, I'll fight in the afternoon, regardless of whether Zhou Yang comes or not."
After he finished speaking, Li Yichen left with Shen Yijue, leaving Leng Wuxin's cold body behind.
In this world, the strong preyed on the weak. No one would sympathize with a dead person, even if the person was his companion when he was alive.
"Cheng Feng, do me a favor and bury him."
Zhou Yang said as he walked to the Treasure Chest and took out two pieces of paper. He then walked to the center of the Martial Dojo without saying a word.
"He … has become stronger and scarier."
At the east of the Martial Dojo, Wu Qingcheng stood on a huge parasol tree. She was wearing a white dress and her eyes were filled with curiosity.
"How dare you describe him as' scarier '? This is the first time I've heard you praise a man like that."
A black shadow appeared behind Wu Qingcheng.
"Sister … do you really think his father is a traitor?" Wu Qingcheng asked.
"Qingcheng, your talent in cultivation is indeed rare, but your understanding of people's hearts is like a blank piece of paper. If Zhou Zhan really is a traitor, why would the Imperial City be in such a mess? It's all because the old king is about to abdicate."
"If that's the case, this is a war that started from the Imperial City. But why would a sixteen-year-old boy have to bear the brunt of it? If he's like us, do you think we'll be stronger than him?"
X … |
After saying that, Wu Qingcheng shook her head and floated away without waiting for the shadow's reply.
The maple leaves fell and a faint fragrance lingered in the air. After Wu Qingcheng and the shadow disappeared, two more people appeared behind the tree.
"Zhou Zhan Tian's seventh son. Interesting!" A young man in a luxurious purple robe holding a white folding fan said with a smile.
"Young master, Zhou Zhan Tian is Marshal Yue's man. He's like fire and water with us, and my father …" If Zhou Yang was here, he would definitely recognize the person who spoke. It was Wan Bugui's son, Wan Zhenyi.
"Zhou Shaoyu's talent is average. You don't have to pay too much attention to him. Xu Pengfei is a talent, but he's too arrogant. Since Zhou Yang is our enemy, we can't let him live. Tell Zhou Shaoyu that I don't want to see him survive the battle of geniuses."
"Zhou Yang is just a clown. You don't have to care about him. But Yan Qingcheng …"
"You can pursue Yan Qingcheng, but I won't help you. Her identity is not simple. Finally, I want to remind you to keep a low profile with Zhou Shaoyu. The dean of the Institute of Martial Arts will not listen to me like Li Changhe. If you anger him, no one can protect you."
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