Life and death, power, dignity, power, wealth, lust, and curiosity.
If you win, you will be rewarded. If you lose, you will lose your wealth and dignity. If you lose, you will lose your life.
"It's going to stop soon …"
Yue Siqin pointed at the bead nervously. Then, the bead floated over Yue Siqin's head and stopped on Zhou Yang's head.
Green!
Green represented power. In other words, this was a game about power. The loser would lose his power.
"Power game, I like it. I like it … Kid, are you willing to play with me?" Kid looked at Zhou Yang excitedly.
"Of course." Zhou Yang smiled faintly.
How about this? I will pick an opponent for you and the two of you will compete to see who is stronger. If you win, you will obtain the power that you want. If you lose, all your power will belong to your opponent. "After saying that, the little child turned to look at the crowd. It seemed as though he wanted to pick an opponent for Zhou Yang from amongst the crowd." Very well. Since it is a game of strength, it is only natural for you to compete to see who is stronger.
Everyone had different expressions. Some were panicking, some were nervous. Invincible Jin and the others frowned.
"I think you don't need to pick. How about I do it myself?"
Zhou Yang suddenly smiled.
"You … Humph, I am the game maker. I should be the one to pick my opponent." Kid scolded.
"Is that so? Then what if I have this? "
After saying that, a copper coin appeared between Zhou Yang's fingers.
"Money …"
The child's expression instantly changed.
"Do you want it?" Zhou Yang smiled.
"Humph, kid, who do you think I am? Do you think I will be bought by such a small amount of money …"
"Well said!"
Before the child could finish his words, Ye Taishan clapped his hands. "Zhou Yang, you were lucky to meet two idiots the previous two times. If you want to use the same trick again this time, save your breath. I want to see if you will kill your own people to protect your own power after the people around you are chosen …"
"Shut up!"
An angry roar scared Ye Taishan to the point that he shivered.
"As the game maker and executor, I will be absolutely fair. I don't need an ant like you to say that." After the child scolded Ye Taishan, he looked at Zhou Yang and said, "Kid, don't try to bribe This King. This King is the embodiment of justice and fairness, I am …"
As he spoke, the child's eyes suddenly lit up. He saw two copper coins appear in Zhou Yang's hand.
"Good lad, tell me, who do you want to choose!"
As soon as he said this, everyone couldn't help but reveal looks of disdain. Their eyes were filled with anger. What selflessness? It turned out that he just didn't have enough spare cash.
But they could only hide their anger in their hearts. No one dared to say half a word to this little devil who held the power of life and death.
"I choose …"
Zhou Yang's gaze swept across the crowd. Every time he stopped, it would cause the hearts of those who were being stared at to tremble, until his gaze landed on Ye Taishan.
Ye Taishan instinctively shuddered. What should come, was finally coming.
I choose the official version A, Ye Taishan! "
The sound reverberated in the empty space, and the short silence was quickly broken by the child's excited laughter.
"Alright, I agree to your request."
Just as he finished speaking, Zhou Yang felt his floating platform slowly move, and Ye Taishan also floated out.
"No, that's not fair!" Ye Taishan shouted.
"What's not fair?" the child said unhappily.
"My cultivation level is suppressed to the Martian Level Nine. This is unfair. Unless you remove the restrictions on me and let me compete with him with my true strength, I won't accept this," Ye Taishan said angrily.
"Is that so?" The child laughed in disdain. "Let me ask you, when did you start cultivating, and how many years have you been cultivating for? When did you reach the Martian Level Nine?"
"I started cultivating when I was 13, and now I've been cultivating for 30 years. When I was 28, I reached the Martian Level, and now I'm a Mercury Realm martial artist," Ye Taishan said proudly.
"What about you? When did he start cultivating, and when did he reach the Martian Level Nine according to the records?"
The child's question made everyone fall silent at the same time. Ye Taishan's face was flushed red.
"If he won't say, I'll say." Yue Siqin laughed coldly and continued, "Zhou Yang. He started cultivating when he was 16, and after a year, he's now at the Martian Level Nine."
The child nodded and looked at Ye Taishan. "You only reached the Martian Level Nine when you were 28, and he's only 16. Although your cultivation level is suppressed, it's still a fight between a 28-year-old and a 16-year-old. If there's anything unfair, it should be unfair to him. Cut the crap. If you refuse, you'll be killed."
The emotionless voice made Ye Taishan shut his mouth. He could only fight with all his might. After all, he was also a martial artist who had cultivated for more than 30 years. He was confident that he had the upper hand against Zhou Yang, who had only cultivated for a year.
"Both of you, listen up. The rules of the game are simple. There are nine bloody daggers in front of the two of you, and each of them is stained with poisonous blood. Both of you need to stab the daggers into your own bodies. Whoever can last longer with the daggers will be the winner."
After saying that, the child waved his hand, and nine bloody daggers appeared in front of the two of them.
"Stab yourself …"
Ye Taishan's face was as pale as snow. "How is this a game of strength? This is self-harm. Do you think I'm an idiot?"
Kacha!
Just as Ye Taishan was cursing, Zhou Yang picked up a dagger and stabbed it into his right shoulder.
The first dagger!
"You … lunatic, lunatic …" Ye Taishan said in fear. The others were also frightened.
Without saying a word, he stabbed himself. Other than Zhou Yang, no one else present had the guts to do so.
"Ye Taishan, it's your turn. What are you waiting for?" Zhou Yang looked at Ye Taishan coldly. There was a hint of excitement in his eyes.
"That's right. It's your turn, old man. If you don't finish the first move in three breaths, your strength will be stripped away," the child said with a chuckle.
Ye Taishan's eyes were filled with fear. His right hand involuntarily gripped a dagger, but he didn't dare stab it into his body.
"One last breath. Old man, I'm going to strip you of your strength!" the child shouted.
"Stab me then. Do you think I'm afraid of this ignorant child?"
Under the immense pressure from the child, Ye Taishan stabbed the dagger into his shoulder.
"Hmph, Zhou Yang, you underestimate me too much. I, Ye Taishan, may not be some new genius, but after many years of cultivation, my foundation is stronger than anyone else's. I've also taken five Golden Qilin pills. I'd like to see how you can defeat me."
Ye Taishan, who was enduring the pain, looked ferocious.
"This is just the first move."
Zhou Yang glanced at Ye Taishan, then he picked up a dagger and stabbed it in.
But just as everyone thought that Zhou Yang was going to stab a second time, Zhou Yang picked up a dagger with his left hand.
Two daggers.
Kacha …
With two sounds, two sharp daggers pierced through the first dagger.
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