Under the silent arena, everyone seemed to have been frozen in place.
Li Yichen, who was worth 2.7 million gold coins, was pressed to the ground like a dead dog by Zhou Yang's sword.
"Who's the genius?"
Who's the genius …
Li Yichen raised his head and glared at Zhou Yang with clenched teeth, only to find that Zhou Yang's face was as calm as still water under the setting sun's light.
He won, but there was no trace of complacency.
Maybe it was nothing in his eyes …
After a while, Li Yichen suddenly lowered his head and said, "I admit that you, Zhou Yang, are a genius."
"Shut up!"
Murong Zhenjie shouted angrily, "Li Yichen, you're the third genius of Fenghua City, but you chose to surrender. Trash, you're trash like him."
"The real trash is you, Murong Zhenjie!"
The cold voice was like a bone-piercing sword. Murong Zhenjie's face turned pale, and he stood rooted to the ground.
One of the top ten young masters was called trash in front of everyone …
"Zhou Yang, what did you say? You dare to call me trash?" Murong Zhenjie said word by word.
"Why wouldn't I dare? You, Murong Zhenjie, are called a genius, and what ability do you have to be one of the top ten young masters? Your net worth is only equal to Li Yichen's, and you dare to call me trash? In my opinion, you're the real trash who doesn't live up to your reputation. "
"You … you … you …" Murong Zhenjie was so angry that he could not speak properly.
"In terms of combat power, you're the only one who did not enter the top ten. In terms of alchemy, you rely on your master to suppress others to ensure your position. You, are a pile of shit!"
A pile of shit …
Puff …
Murong Zhenjie spat out a mouthful of black blood, clutching his chest and retreating a few steps.
"Arrogant, Zhou Yang, Murong Zhenjie is the number one genius of the Alchemy Alliance, and he is called the Young Master of the Alchemy Alliance, but you use martial arts to measure him. In terms of martial arts, who do you think you are?" Wan Zhenyi roared.
"Who do I think I am, then who do you, Wan Zhenyi?"
Zhou Yang's face suddenly turned cold, and he pointed his sword at Wan Zhenyi.
"Wan Zhenyi, do you dare to fight?"
Do you dare to fight?
Did he dare to fight …
His voice reverberated in the martial arts arena, accompanied by a strange whistling sound. Everyone's Qi and blood surged and their faces turned pale. A large number of onlookers began to retreat and adjust their breathing. Even Wan Zhenyi's face was pale and his mind was shaken. For no reason, a trace of fear appeared in his heart.
Dragon's might!
This roar contained the might of the Dragon Spirit. However, this was not borrowed by Zhou Yang, but the Dragon Spirit itself.
No one knew the reason. They just assumed that it was because of Zhou Yang's murderous aura.
"Zhou Yang, who do you think I, Wan Zhen Yi, am? Do you think you are qualified to fight with me? Wait until after the genius competition." Wan Zhen Yi said and hurriedly turned around, his heart beating violently.
Wan Zhenyi's departure made everyone feel a sense of awe towards Zhou Yang.
"Zhou Yang … I, Murong Zhenjie, am Young Master Dan because my alchemy skills are the best in the entire county city's younger generation. You call me trash? If you have the ability, then come to the alchemy arena." Murong Zhenjie finally caught his breath and pointed at Zhou Yang.
"Don't worry, I will let you know what a true alchemy genius is."
"I will wait for you, Zhou Yang. When the time comes, I will let you tell everyone that you, Zhou Yang, are trash and a pile of shit."
After saying this, Murong Zhenjie also left.
Wan Zhen Yi and Murong Zhenjie's departure made Hua Yunfeng and the others completely lose confidence. Facing Zhou Yang, who was standing on the arena, no one dared to speak. They could only watch as Zhou Yang took away the treasures.
Night came quietly.
The second day of the genius competition finally ended, but the sensation caused by Zhou Yang was not over. The entire county city's streets and alleys, as well as all the restaurants and restaurants, were talking about what had happened on the Fenghua Arena.
After the afternoon battle, Zhou Yang's net worth had also skyrocketed to 2.8 million.
"Rank 25 on the Rising Star List, 2.8 million. Too low, too low."
Inside the room, Cheng Feng shook his head as he looked at the latest issue of the New Star List.
"It is already very high. Under normal circumstances, after defeating Li Yichen, your net worth should be the same as Li Yichen's, but it is 100,000 higher." Cheng Qiaoqing said.
Zhou Yang drank a mouthful of wine and smiled. He did not care much about his net worth now. He was just thinking about what Fenghua City and Chaoyang City would do next.
"Young Master, I just got the news that people from Fenghua City and Chaoyang City met at the Hall of Heroes. I guess they are discussing how to deal with you."
"Deal with me … Do you think they will do it tomorrow?" Zhou Yang asked with a smile.
"I don't think so." Tang Yuewu rested her chin on her hand.
Zhou Yang smiled and said, "Why? Tell me."
"First of all, they are afraid of hurting you. Today, you defeated Li Yichen despite being seriously injured. Therefore, under the circumstances that the top ten can't fight, Hua Yunfeng and the others may not be able to deal with you. Second, there are still seven days left in the genius competition …"
Tang Yuewu drank a mouthful of wine and continued, "In seven days, even if Hua Yunfeng has absolute confidence in defeating you, he has to consider whether he can hold the arena for seven days. If I were them, I would definitely wait until the last day to deal with you."
"The Young Princess is right. Moreover, as long as they don't challenge Young Master, Young Master won't be able to obtain the reward for consecutive victories. At the same time, Young Master can only take away one treasure from the arena every day. In this way, their losses will be minimized and they won't give you the chance to win consecutive victories."
Zhou Yang nodded. Cheng Qiaoqing and Tang Yuewu's analysis was very thorough. However, it wasn't certain that Mahogany City and Rising Sun City would wait until the last day. After all, this concerned treasures and face.
But what was certain was that in the next few days, he would definitely be the champion of Fenghua Platform and Chao Balcony.
"Young master, there's someone outside who wants to see you."
Xiao He suddenly came in and said while the four of them were talking.
"Who is it?" Zhou Yang asked curiously.
"He said his name is Lone Wolf."
"Lone Wolf …"
Zhou Yang frowned. He had heard from Cheng Qiaoqing that this Lone Wolf was the illegitimate son of the Luo family, the number one family in Cheng City. He was worth 2.3 million and had just lost to Zheng Zongzhi a few days ago.
However, he did not understand why this fellow was looking for him …
"Let him in." After a while, Zhou Yang nodded.
Not long after, Xiao He came over with a young man with a gloomy expression.
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"Lone Wolf greets Young Master Zhou." Lone Wolf cupped his hands and said.
Zhou Yang also cupped his hands and said, "May I know why Brother Lone Wolf is looking for me?"
"I want to borrow a weapon!" Lone Wolf said.
"Borrow a weapon …"
Zhou Yang smiled and shook his head. "I can't lend you my weapon."
"I don't want to borrow a heavy sword. I just want to borrow your Black Tortoise Stone. I know you got a Black Tortoise Stone when you drew a treasure."
"You want a Black Tortoise Stone? Don't you have a Black Tortoise weapon?" Zhou Yang was a little confused. A rising star with a value of 2.3 million didn't even have a Black Tortoise weapon of the lowest grade.
"Hmph, if I had a Black Tortoise Saber, would Zheng Zongzhi be my opponent?" Lone Wolf said proudly.
He really didn't have one …
Zhou Yang smiled. He did have a Black Tortoise Stone now, and he had drawn another one during the day.
"Even if I give you a Black Tortoise Stone, do you have other materials to forge weapons?"
"Not at the moment, but I have a way." Lone Wolf said.
Zhou Yang thought for a moment, then stood up and took out the Pervert's saber from his Storage Ring.
"Although this is only a low-grade Black Tortoise Saber, it's useful for you. Don't miss the battle of geniuses …"
Lone Wolf was stunned, and his eyes were filled with a trace of desire.
Who would want to miss the battle of geniuses? If he didn't have a Black Tortoise weapon, he could only stand below the stage. Otherwise, he would be asking for trouble. He thought that even if Zhou Yang gave him a Black Tortoise Stone, he would have to wait for half a month before participating in the King of Youth Tournament.
However, he didn't expect Zhou Yang to take out a Black Tortoise Saber.
"You … you want to lend it to me?"
"I'm not lending it to you. I'm giving it to you." Zhou Yang smiled.
"Give … give it to me …" Lone Wolf was so excited that he stuttered. He couldn't believe it after taking the saber.
"Let's go. I hope I can see you in the arena tomorrow." Zhou Yang said and returned to the table.
"A gentleman doesn't accept handouts. Zhou Yang, I'll accept this weapon, but I won't accept it for free."
Lone Wolf suddenly threw a box at Zhou Yang and turned to leave.
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