"Astral Soul, appear!"
Ye Ming finally released his Astral Soul in this life-and-death situation.
It was a thirty-meter-tall silver-armored man. He merged with Ye Ming's body as soon as he appeared, turning Ye Ming into a one-meter-tall giant wrapped in dark-colored armor.
"Celestial Dipper Astral Soul, Silver Strongman, one of the five human-shaped Astral Souls …"
The crowd was in an uproar.
The Silver Strongman Astral Soul was stronger than the Bronze Strongman Astral Soul, and its defensive power was stronger.
As expected, after merging with the Silver Strongman Astral Soul, the consumption of Zhou Yang's sword formation was greatly reduced. After a while, the power of the spiritual swords was exhausted and the sword formation finally dispersed.
The giant Ye Ming heaved a sigh of relief. Then, a bloodthirsty look appeared in his eyes.
"Zhou Yang, you actually forced me to the point where I had to release my Astral Souls. You asked for this yourself." Ye Ming spoke, enunciating each and every word.
Zhou Yang smiled disdainfully. "Ye Ming, your tone doesn't match your strength at all. It seems that you've lost your basic judgment after being the Peak Leader's disciple for too long. I think you shouldn't be called Ye Ming. You should change your name to Arrogant Fool."
"You're courting death!"
The furious Ye Ming stomped on the ground, causing it to sink by one foot. A crack extended to the edge of the cliff.
"Dong …"
However, just as the two of them were about to attack again, the bell rang. At the same time, the last ray of sunlight in the sky was blocked by the mountain in the west.
The sun set, and dusk arrived.
The Ascension Battle was over!
"I won't allow it, I won't allow it," Ye Ming roared and immediately rushed towards Zhou Yang.
"Time's up. Ye Ming, how dare you still attack?"
Gai Yang roared in anger. Then, Elder Lie appeared.
Ye Ming stopped in his tracks, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
Changing his name to Arrogant Fool …
This sentence was like a sharp sword piercing his heart. Yes, he was too arrogant to the point of being ridiculous. If he was not arrogant, why would he leave the battle to the last five minutes?
One second …
This was simply the biggest joke in the world.
"The Ascension Battle is over. Zhou Yang, you can take the flag." The old Peak Leader walked to the peak and said to Zhou Yang.
"No …"
Ye Ming shouted angrily. He then looked at the old Peak Lord and said, "Peak Lord, it's not over yet. I was too careless. I'm not done with him yet."
"Then find another opportunity to compete with him. However, he has already ascended to the peak. You should quickly back down."
The old Peak Master's merciless voice caused Ye Ming's expression to turn extremely gloomy. He could only watch as Zhou Yang walked towards the battle flag.
"Wait!"
Just as Zhou Yang grasped the war flag, a cold voice rang out in the air. Zhou Yang turned his head and saw the Third Prince, Long Jue.
"Your Highness, I …"
Before Ye Ming could finish his sentence, what welcomed him was a resounding slap to the face. The one who had slapped him was none other than the Sword Master of the Chaoyang lineage, Nangong Ying.
"Trash!"
These two words forced Ye Ming out of the peak.
Soon after, Long Jiu brought Zhou Aotian and Nangong Ying to the old Peak Leader.
"Senior, why don't you leave this matter to me?" Long Jue cupped his hands at the old Peak Master.
"What's the use of me if I leave it to you?" The old Peak Master frowned.
"Senior, you must be joking. How can I trouble you with such a small matter? I am Nangong Ying from the Nangong family of the Four Great Clans. I am willing to do it on your behalf." Nangong Ying smiled embarrassedly.
"Cut the crap. I don't care who you are, where you come from, or who your families are. I am in charge of the Zenith Peak, so I must follow the rules of the peak. If you have any grudges with Zhou Yang, you can settle them in the future. Since he has ascended to the peak today, all of you should back down for the time being." The old Peak Master scolded.
Long Jue and the others could do nothing after being humiliated. They immediately shifted their gaze to Zhou Yang.
"Zhou Yang, I advise you to give up the position of Sword Master. Otherwise, you should know how serious the consequences will be." Nangong Ying squinted his eyes and said.
"Give up …" Zhou Yang smiled and glanced at the three of them. His eyes were filled with disdain.
"Zhou Yang, you must understand that this is the Longwu Country, and I am the Prince of the Longwu Country!" Long Jue said in a deep voice.
As soon as he said this, everyone could not help but feel their hearts tighten. The fact that Long Jue said this meant that he had no other choice but to use the Longwu Country to pressure Zhou Yang.
In other words, if Zhou Yang still refused, he would become the enemy of the royal family and the Longwu Country …
"Prince …"
Zhou Yang laughed wildly and recklessly. Then, his right hand gripped the flagpole tightly.
"Stop!"
Nangong Ying and Zhou Aotian roared at almost the same time.
"Boom!"
The war flag was suddenly uprooted, and a ray of golden light shot into the sky. The whole world was solemn.
Zhou Yang had ascended to the peak!
At this moment, everyone's gaze fell on Zhou Yang. Bathed in the golden light, Zhou Yang looked like a god of war.
Ascending to the peak, I shall be invincible!
Everyone could not help but feel a sense of reverence.
What was a genius? What was a king? Perhaps only such a person could become a genius king.
In the seven-day Battle of Ascending to the Peak, he had fought from the Guardian Disciple to the Peak Master's disciple. He had defeated those with a net worth of seven million to more than ten million.
Now, he had defeated the Peak Master's disciple and successfully ascended to the peak despite being suppressed by the Prince of the Longwu Country!
Silence!
The entire Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect was incomparably silent. Even the birds seemed to be subdued by this scene.
"He … he is going to become the Sword Master?" Mu Xinya looked at Zhou Yang in a daze. In her memory, Zhou Yang was still that Liu Xing with a net worth of four million on the Dragon Tail Mountain.
However, in the blink of an eye, he was going to become the Sword Master.
The distance between them was getting further and further …
"This is a true genius. He is not afraid of the royal authority or death. He is going to ascend to the peak!" Yin Yao's eyes were filled with a fervent glow.
"I've decided. Even if he has other women, us seven sisters have to fight for them …"
After the silence, the crowd broke out in heated discussions.
Another Sword Master of the Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect had been born. This meant that the Sword Master that the Third Prince, Long Jue, had long ago changed hands.
"Zhou Yang, congratulations on becoming the Sword Master. You can choose one of the two swords to be the Sword Master," the old Peak Master looked at Zhou Yang and said.
The moment he said this, Long Jue's expression turned extremely gloomy.
On the first day he knew that Ye Ningzhi had the Frost Phoenix Physique, he had already announced that this year's Sword Master would belong to Ye Ningzhi. Of the five peaks, aside from the Heavy Sword Peak, everyone else had already tacitly agreed.
No one dared to fight with him. Even the Heavy Sword Peak only protested verbally.
There was no other reason. It was because he was the Third Prince. In the future, he might even become the King of the Longwu Country. With such an identity, no matter what he did in the Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect, even Qingyun Sect would turn a blind eye to it.
However, now, someone had ruthlessly given him a slap in the face in front of all the disciples of the Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect. The words that he had once said had become a fart.
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