The sword fell, but it did not cut off Zhou Yang's hand. Instead, it was shaken off by Zhou Yang's Body Protecting Qi. At the same time, Zhou Yang also stood up.
"Zhou Yang, you dare to resist? Do you want to die?" Murong Zhenjie said coldly.
Zhou Yang sneered, "You gathered so many people because you are afraid that I will go back on my word, but have you ever thought that if you lose, you will be shooting yourself in the foot?"
"We lost … haha …"
Murong Zhenjie suddenly laughed, then suddenly stopped and looked at Zhou Yang's Pill Furnace.
"You …"
"You guessed right."
As his voice fell, Zhou Yang opened his Pill Furnace.
Everyone did not know why Murong Zhenjie suddenly changed his expression and just looked at the Pill Furnace in confusion.
A medicinal fragrance wantonly spread, and in the next moment, a pill emitting a golden light floated into the sky. In the dazzling light, three lines were particularly eye-catching.
A three-line Star Pill!
For a moment, everyone's mouths were wide open and they were speechless. Song Zihao staggered and fell to the ground.
Quality compared to time, quality did not compare to quality.
Two-line versus three-line, there was no need for anyone to announce the outcome.
At this moment, whether it was Murong Zhenjie, Zhou Shaoyu or Wan Zhenyi, they all felt their faces heat up, as if they had been slapped hard.
Yes, they had shot themselves in the foot.
"Do you want to do it yourself, or let them do it?"
Zhou Yang's voice broke the silence. Song Zihao was startled and his hands began to tremble.
Cripple an arm?
He could not do it, because once he did so, it was tantamount to ruining his future.
"You win, I admit defeat."
After Song Zihao finished speaking, he hurried down, only to find Zhou Yang standing in front of him.
"Admit defeat? Since you admit defeat, you have to fulfill your promise. Who was the one who wanted to cut off my arm with a sword? "Zhou Yang sneered.
"Zhou Yang, don't go too far." Song Zihao gritted his teeth.
"I'm going too far? You are the one who is going too far. "Zhou Yang's eyes narrowed." Do you know why I made this bet with you? Because you don't deserve to be an alchemist. As an alchemist, you have a higher status and power than ordinary people, but you use this power and power to deal with ordinary people who can't resist. "
"It's none of your business. They're just a bunch of ants. Who cares if they die?" Song Zihao roared.
"I care."
Zhou Yang said in a low voice, "Do you think they are ants? But you should know that in the eyes of some people, you are an ant as well. Do it yourself."
"Humph, Zhou Yang, the two of us competed in refining a 2-vein Celestial Pill, but you managed to refine a 3-vein Celestial Pill. This competition doesn't count. I don't need to break my arm." Song Zihao spoke while moving to Murong Zhenjie's side.
"Junior Brother Song is right. Zhou Yang, you should go," Murong Zhenjie said.
"Leave?"
Zhou Yang smiled disdainfully. "I'll only wait for three breaths of time. If you don't do it yourself in three breaths of time, I'll do it for you."
"Zhou Yang, how dare you! I said you can leave!" Murong Zhenjie shouted coldly.
"Murong Zhenjie, you don't need to show off your Young Master Dan's prestige. After your Junior Brother breaks his arm, it will be our battle." Zhou Yang glanced at Murong Zhenjie.
"We … you want to challenge me." Murong Zhenjie's face sank.
Zhou Yang didn't bother with him and focused his gaze on Song Zihao, "Two breaths left."
"Humph, with Young Master Murong and Master here today, I want to see who dares to break my right arm." Song Zihao said angrily.
"Sigh … …"
At this moment, a sigh came from below.
"Zhou Yang, give this old man some face and let Zihao leave." The one who spoke was Yu Ding.
"You have no face in front of me. One breath left."
The cold voice made Yu Ding's face turn red. The dignified Right Elder of the Pill Alliance was directly ignored.
"Good, very good. Zhou Yang, you don't even put me, Yu Ding, in your eyes?" Yu Ding said angrily.
"Time's up."
As Zhou Yang's voice fell, a heavy sword appeared in his hand.
"Thief, you dare." Yu Ding shouted. At the same time, Zhou Yang made his move.
Whiz!
Everyone only felt the big sword shake in front of them. In the next moment, a bloody arm fell on the stage. Finally, Song Zihao's wail could be heard.
Thousand Ton Slash!
By condensing gravity on the heavy sword, the speed and power would increase exponentially. Even Yu Ding couldn't react in time.
"Zhou Yang, you are extremely daring. You dare to attack in front of me."
Yu Ding flew up to Song Zihao.
"A life for a life, a debt for a debt. Since he lost the bet, he has to take out his own stake. How can you be so daring at such a fair and just time? As the Right Elder of the Pill Alliance, can you ignore fairness? If so, I would like to go to the Pill Alliance and ask the Sub-Alliance Master if you are qualified to be an Elder."
The sonorous sound caused the furious Yu Ding's face to darken. His tightly clenched fists loosened.
In the end, he couldn't cover the sky with one hand in this county.
"Zhou Yang is right. Since you said it, you have to keep it. Elder Yu, hurry up and treat Song Zihao's injuries." Sima Yan smiled.
"Humph!"
Yu Ding snorted coldly. After giving Murong Zhenjie a look, he brought Song Zihao down the stage.
"Now, it's our turn."
Zhou Yang's gaze landed on Murong Zhenjie.
"Since you dare to challenge me, do you know what you are doing?" Murong Zhenjie mocked.
"Of course I know what I am doing. It's just that you are still immersed in your own dreams and haven't recognized reality. Wake up, Murong Zhenjie. Your good days are over." Zhou Yang sneered.
"Haha …"
Murong Zhenjie suddenly laughed.
"Alright, Zhou Yang, I accept your challenge. However, it is already noon. I am used to drinking a cup at noon. If you want to challenge me, do it in the afternoon."
With that, Murong Zhenjie walked down the stage with a smile. Before he left, he turned his head and said: "Cherish this afternoon. Because after we compete, your good days will really come to an end. Haha …"
His laughter was extremely wanton.
In the afternoon …
Zhou Yang smiled faintly and didn't say anything. He could wait for an entire afternoon.
The crowd gradually dispersed. However, the news that Zhou Yang and Murong Zhenjie would compete for the position of Young Master Dan in the afternoon quickly spread throughout the county.
At noon, the scorching sun hung high in the sky.
Tang Yuewu seemed to be a little anxious as she pulled Zhou Yang to the General's Mansion.
"Zhou Yang, I don't have much time. Listen to me …" Tang Yuewu said as she looked around vigilantly.
"Who is that person with the fan?" Zhou Yang interrupted Tang Yuewu.
"You … you saw him?" Tang Yuewu was a little surprised.
Zhou Yang nodded. "I saw him."
"Zhou Yang, forgive me for not telling you. It won't do you any good. However, Ye Zhining is back."
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