In just a moment, the county capital's arena was filled with people. Everyone was eager to try, but no one dared to go up first.
"Since no one dares to go up, then I, Li Moling, will go first."
After a long while, Li Moling, who was below the arena, opened his mouth and went up.
"Zhou Yang, hurry up and go up." The deacon shouted.
"Young Master, they want to exhaust your strength and then let Hua Yunfeng and the others attack. You can't fall for it." Cheng Qiaoqing reminded Zhou Yang.
"Of course I know, but not going up is equivalent to giving up. I still haven't gotten the reward for ten consecutive victories."
After speaking, Zhou Yang also went up.
"Zhou Yang, you've been so famous these few days. Your net worth even rose to 2.8 million. However, I, Li Moling, am not satisfied. Today, I want to see if you really have such combat strength."
Li Moling took out his sword and pointed it at Zhou Yang.
"As you wish."
Zhou Yang nodded. He didn't even take out his sword.
"You're still not going to use your sword?" Li Moling frowned. Just ten days ago, he was still above Zhou Yang. But ten days later, his ranking was still in the fifties, while Zhou Yang had already risen to the sixteenth, just below Hua Yunfeng.
This sudden difference made him very unwilling to believe it.
"No need," Zhou Yang said with a smile.
"Arrogant."
Li Moling was instantly enraged. The sword in his hand gave off a dense sword light and stabbed towards Zhou Yang.
However, just as the sword was about to reach Zhou Yang, he suddenly turned and slammed his shoulder into Li Moling.
Boom!
Li Moling's body flew out like a cannonball. He only stopped when he reached a stone pillar thirty meters away. Blood flowed from his mouth.
"This …"
Everyone was dumbfounded. A light collision sent him flying thirty meters away. This was simply unheard of.
Even Zhou Yang himself was shocked. He knew that his thirty thousand kilogram body would cause a huge impact when he collided with someone, but he didn't expect it to be so terrifying.
"Your … your body …"
Li Moling had a look of disbelief on his face. To him, that sword was just a test. He still had many killer moves that he hadn't used yet.
But now, he had already lost!
"Next!"
Zhou Yang shifted his gaze away from Li Moling and looked at the crowd.
Everyone looked at each other with fear in their eyes.
Although Li Moling wasn't strong, he was still a genius ranked in the top 60 and had a net worth of more than two million yuan. If such a person was seriously injured by the collision, wouldn't he be directly killed if he was slightly weaker?
No matter how important money was, it was not as important as his life.
"Two million. It's two million each time."
Zhou Shaoyu suddenly gritted his teeth.
"Let me."
There were bound to be brave men in the face of great rewards. After Zhou Shaoyu finished speaking, another person went on stage.
"I am Cao Wanjiang from Golden Blade City, worth 2.5 million, ranked 39th, please advise me."
After saying that, Cao Wanjiang raised his saber and pounced at Zhou Yang.
Golden Blade City …
Zhou Yangzhou knew that the martial artists of Golden Saber City all used sabers, but he had not fought with a real saber genius.
His interest was piqued when he thought of this. Although he didn't move, he took out his sword.
With the greatsword in hand, his body felt even heavier.
With the support of his True Qi, he and Cao Wanjiang clashed for a hundred moves, within which his body actually remained in the same place.
"I admit defeat."
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After a while, Cao Wanjiang walked down the stage with a pale face.
He did try his best, but the other party didn't even move his feet. Such a gap couldn't be won by fighting with all his might.
What he didn't know was that Zhou Yang didn't move, but it cost him a lot to persuade him to move.
"Luocheng, Xiao Zhongwei challenges …"
Only after Cao Wanjiang took the gold bill from Zhou Shaoyu's hand, one person came on stage.
As expected, Xiao Zhongwei admitted defeat.
"Me too …"
"And me …"
For a time, everyone rushed to the stage to challenge, and everyone took the initiative to admit defeat after a hundred moves.
Zhou Yang didn't refuse. At first, he thought about ten consecutive victories. Later, he found that this kind of competition could let him better practice his body and heavy sword. So in the afternoon, he began to take the initiative to challenge. Even if the other party was only worth a million, he would still fight, because he could use different methods against different people.
In the face of a genius worth 2.5 million, he would mobilize his True Qi to practice Qianjun Break.
In the face of a weaker person, he would only use a small amount of True Qi to fight in close combat.
However, he liked new stars worth about a million the most, because he could fight such opponents without using True Qi and only rely on his body.
In one day, he challenged a total of 24 people. In the most intense battle, he fought against six people alone, and finally won by a narrow margin.
In that battle, the six opponents were all geniuses worth more than 2.5 million. If he didn't have the body-locking hoop, it wouldn't be difficult for him to win, but with the body-locking hoop, he could only win by a narrow margin.
However, after experiencing the intense battle, the heavy feeling in his body was getting smaller and smaller.
He was not far from his heyday.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the earth, and Zhou Yang's face was also very pale. After a day of fighting, his True Qi was almost exhausted, and the two Green Green Pills had long been used up.
"Looks like it's about time." Zhou Shaoyu stood beside Hua Yunfeng and said with a smile.
"Then I'll give this opportunity to Brother Shen," Hua Yunfeng said with a smile.
"Okay, then I'll thank Brother Hua. After I kill this Zhou Yang, I will personally come to thank you." Shen Yijue was a little excited. Zhou Yang's limelight had overshadowed everyone, and if he could kill him, he would be famous in the Six Cities, and the Xu, Ye, and Zhao families would also pay more attention to him.
"Wait a minute, I still have one chess piece that I haven't used. After this move, you can go up, and it will be foolproof." Zhou Shaoyu smiled mysteriously.
Both of them were startled, and just as they were about to speak, someone stepped onto the arena.
"Zhou Yang, I'll give you one last chance."
It was Yue Siqin who stepped onto the arena.
"I'll also give you one last chance. Go down, or it will be very embarrassing later," Zhou Yang said with a smile.
"You're the one who will be embarrassed. Since you don't cherish this opportunity, then I, Yue Siqin, will challenge you." Yue Siqin shouted, and the audience became lively again.
"Yue Siqin, what kind of skill is it to take advantage of others?" Cheng Qiaoqing said unhappily.
Yue Siqin's face turned a little ugly. She also knew that challenging Zhou Yang at this time was taking advantage of others, but for the sake of the Three Mark Star Pill, she had no choice.
"You can take the pill, I'll wait for you to recover." Yue Siqin curled her lips and said.
"No need, make your move. Let me see your Nine String Zither." Zhou Yang shook his head.
"Don't regret it."
Yue Siqin said as she took out a silver zither, which had a total of nine strings.
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