"Block!"
That person exclaimed. The six people around him gathered behind him at the same time. With their combined strength, he raised his Black Tortoise Sword to meet Zhou Yang's heavy sword.
Boom!
A terrifying sound spread out with a wave of air. The surrounding stars were all pushed back by this force. A few people already vomited blood and retreated to the side.
Kacha …
On the stage, the old man's sword was broken into countless pieces. Then, he and the six people behind him were sent flying 300 meters away. Then, blood flowed out of their orifices.
Their internal organs were all shattered!
Six people dead in one strike!
Everyone gasped. The other Mercury Realm elders on the stage retreated at the same time. They trembled in fear and didn't dare to go forward.
"How could this strike be so powerful?"
"Could it be the ninth level of Thousand Kilogram Break?"
"Impossible. Thousand Kilogram Break relies on a strong body, while Zhou Yang's secret technique increases cultivation. Could it be …"
In the spectator stands, Luo Pofeng and the others looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
The Zhou Clan's secret technique could improve one's body.
In fact, Luo Pofeng and the others guessed correctly. Eight times the Fearless Fighting Spirit allowed Zhou Yang's body to withstand 40 tigers. His heavy sword's gravity also increased to 64 times.
Nine Kilogram Break required ten times the gravity. Ten times the gravity was concentrated on the heavy sword that weighed 6,000 kilograms. The heavy sword instantly reached 400,000 kilograms.
The 400,000 kilogram heavy sword had a terrifying speed of 64 times. One could imagine the power of this strike.
"I can't wait anymore!"
Coldness flashed in Luo Pofeng's eyes. He moved his fingers slightly. In the next moment, a force pierced through the sky and hit Zhou Yang, who was walking towards the people on the stage.
Crack!
The force pierced through Zhou Yang's abdomen. Zhou Yang suddenly stopped in his tracks. Soon, large amounts of fiery vital energy around him dissipated.
"Technique Dispersing Finger!"
Pang Feibao exclaimed and looked at Luo Pofeng angrily.
Luo Pofeng pretended not to see it. A hint of a smile appeared on his lips.
Technique Dispersing Finger was one of the Luo Clan's ultimate techniques. Although it couldn't kill the enemy in one strike, it could make those with lower cultivation dissipate. In other words, once one was hit, the vital energy in one's body would dissipate in a short time. One would become trash that could only be trampled on.
The elders on the stage also smiled, but when they saw Zhou Yang's expression, their hearts tightened.
Zhou Yang's expression was still as cold as the grim reaper. Although he had stopped, his murderous aura was even more intense.
"Zhou Yang, wake up, the essential qi you gathered using a secret technique is about to dissipate. If you don't wake up, you won't even have the chance to release the Black Demon qi."
The dragon spirit shouted anxiously. However, Zhou Yang didn't seem to hear it at all.
His true energy continued to spread out like smoke, and his cultivation base continued to drop.
Level Nine, Level Six, Level Three, Level One of the Mercury Realm...
Very quickly, he returned to being one of the Martian Eight Heroes.
Finally, there was a hint of color in his eyes, followed by a sudden daze.
"Who am I …"
Countless voices were shouting in his mind. Every voice seemed to be him, but every voice said a different name.
"Who am I …"
"You are Zhou Yang! Kid, just what the hell is that flag of yours? To think that it would leave behind so many thoughts within your head!" The dragon spirit roared out anxiously.
"Zhou Yang … This name sounds so familiar."
After a long while, Zhou Yang raised his head and looked down.
The indifferent faces of the crowd below made him even more confused.
Why was everyone looking at him so coldly …
"Kill him!"
Luo Pofeng shouted.
"Kill me …"
Zhou Yang was somewhat puzzled. But at this moment, a red blood light flew from his side, carrying with it a strong smell of blood.
"Go to hell, kid!"
Within the blood light was a scarlet saber.
Swoosh!
The saber slid directly from Zhou Yang's shoulder to his waist, and a large amount of blood flowed from the horrifying wound.
The black-robed man quickly turned around after his successful attack, and the saber once again pointed at Zhou Yang's neck.
The sneak attack happened in an instant. No one had expected that by the time they reacted, the black-robed man had already succeeded.
"Despicable man, if you dare to attack, I will exterminate your entire clan." Pang Feibao flew down the stage, but he dared not rashly go up and attack, because the black-robed man's saber was at Zhou Yang's neck.
The black-robed man ignored Pang Feibao and looked at Zhou Yang. "Zhou Yang, do you remember this saber?"
"Blood Disciple's saber …"
After a while, Zhou Yang's expression suddenly froze. Many images surged into his mind, and his eyes regained clarity.
But what followed closely was excruciating pain.
His body was covered in cuts and bruises, especially the previous saber. If it wasn't for his strong body, he would have been split into two. Even so, his ribs were still broken. What was scarier was that his dantian was in a mess, and even his tinder was about to be extinguished.
The reason why he was still alive was that he still had a breath in his heart.
A heart that was unwilling to submit to fate!
Blood dyed the arena red. His face turned paler and paler, and his eyes dimmed.
He wasn't a god, and he wasn't an expert. If his blood ran dry, he would still die.
"Haha … Looks like you remember. That's good too, or else it won't be fun." The black-robed man sneered. Suddenly, he touched his chin and said, "It's too boring to kill you like this. Why don't you kneel down first, and then kowtow? If you kowtow loudly enough, I will let you live. How about that?"
Kneel down and kowtow!
"= …"
Luo Pofeng and the rest laughed. What the black-robed man wanted to do was exactly what they wanted to do.
Not only did he want to kill Zhou Yang, he also wanted to humiliate him!
"Kneel down …"
After a while, Zhou Yang spat out two words with a strange smile on his face.
"That's right. Kneel down and kowtow. As long as the sound of your kowtowing can be heard by everyone, I will let you go," the black-robed man shouted loudly, as if he wanted everyone to hear him.
His voice spread throughout the silent martial arts field, and also to the Institute of Martial Arts in the distance.
Ye Zhining looked at Zhou Yang, who was covered in blood, and her eyes were filled with joy. "Kneel down, Zhou Yang. You can only stand with your willpower and the heavy sword in your hand. It's impossible to resist. Kneel down and surrender."
"Fate is sometimes very magical. It will always give you a little hope. After playing with you enough, it will make you truly despair. Then, you will surrender and die …" The young man opened his fan and turned to look at Ye Zhining. "Now, the knot in your heart has been untied."
"No … He hasn't kneeled down yet. I saw him kneel down with my own eyes because this is his fate. From the moment he stood on the arena with me, it was destined." Ye Zhining's expression became very gloomy.
"Zhou Yang, what are you waiting for? This is your final fate. Kneel down and accept death."
A loud roar came from Zhou Shaoyu.
"Fate?"
After a while, Zhou Yang slowly raised his head.
"If people insult me, I will kill them. If the heavens want to destroy me, I will go against the heavens. If I become a king in the future, I will dare to make the mountains and rivers change color."
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