Sending the bell!
In an instant, other than the Tang family, everyone else stood up and glared at Zhou Yang angrily.
Below the stage, the onlookers were in an uproar.
The Tang family and the Ten-thousand Swords Villa were united by marriage, yet someone had come to cause trouble. Furthermore, he was sending the bell. If he was not crazy, then he was seeking death.
However, the Sixth Princess was the most shocked. Although she had investigated Zhou Yang, she only knew his identity. She did not know anything about Zhou Yang and Tang Yuewu.
Originally, she wanted to find Zhou Yang for revenge. However, she now had a better idea. She would sit on top of the mountain and watch the tigers fight.
Having lived in the palace for a long time, she had a strong feeling that today would be a lively day …
Thinking of this, she sat back in her chair and watched with interest.
"Manor Master Jian, are you going to do it yourself?" Tang Kun looked at Old Manor Master and smiled. He blamed Zhou Yang for being so brazen even though he knew that he was outnumbered. He was going to drag the entire Tang family down with him …
"Haha … Old Master Tang, you must be joking. He's just a brat. Do you think I need to do anything? The younger generation of the Ten-thousand Swords Villa is enough to deal with him."
Once Old Manor Master finished speaking, he looked at the young guard who was not far away.
"Seven Sword Servants, kill him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Seven Sword Servants drew their swords and charged at Zhou Yang.
However, at this moment, a formless pressure swept across the stage. Within a radius of a hundred feet, everyone could not help but lower their heads. Zhou Yang, who was standing below the stage, looked like an emperor. He made everyone feel the urge to worship him.
King's Might!
Swoosh!
The Seven Sword Servants fell from the air. After struggling for a while, they could not bear the pressure anymore. They spat out mouthfuls of blood and knelt on the ground.
The more one resisted the King's Might, the more serious one's injuries would be. Unless one had a strong will and exceptional mental strength, they would still succumb in the end.
Looking at the Seven Sword Servants kneeling before Zhou Yang, the entire dojo fell into a momentary silence.
"King's Might … A brat actually has King's Might. No wonder he dares to cause trouble here. Hmph!"
Old Village Master shouted coldly. In the next moment, a strong mental power spread out and instantly dispelled Zhou Yang's king's might.
Zhou Yang knew very well that although the Myriad Swords Mountain Villa's Old Villa Lord, Jian Wuming, did not have the Prestige of a King, he could easily deal with the Prestige of a King with his powerful Mental Energy. Therefore, he was not too surprised. He only smiled and said, "It seems like the younger generation of your Myriad Swords Mountain Villa is quite good."
"What did you say?"
Jian Wuhen let out a cold shout, and his entire body overflowed with energy.
"Wu Hen, today is your big day. You don't have to do anything." At this moment, the Second Manor Lord, Jian Youchen, stood up and smiled. He then turned his gaze to his son, Sword Prison City.
"Son, go kill him."
"Kill … kill him!"
Sword Prison Master was stunned and immediately gripped the spiritual sword in his hand tightly. However, when he saw Zhou Yang's cold gaze, he could not help but loosen his grip.
The sword in the King of Venomous Worms' inheritance haunted him like a nightmare. He was scared …
"What are you still standing there for?" Jian Youchen raged.
"Father, I …" Sword Prison City was trembling. He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of being defeated in front of everyone.
"Since your son is not willing to fight, then let Aotian and Nangong do it. They have to settle things with this person!" Zhao Wuhou smiled.
"Alright, let us see the strength of the Southern Eight Geniuses." Jian Youchen said with some shame. He turned around and glared at Sword Prison City.
He actually missed such an opportunity to show off …
"Zhou Yang, we meet again."
Nangong Ying sneered and walked towards Zhou Yang.
"It's you two again. Haven't you learned your lesson from last time?" Zhou Yang said disdainfully.
"Hmph, last time, someone helped you. Do you really think you can compete with us?" Zhou Aotian said sternly.
Zhou Yang shook his head, "Zhou Aotian, you can be protected for a while, but not forever. One day, I will get rid of you."
"Zhou Yang, you are courting death!"
In an instant, the two of them attacked at the same time. Without the pressure of the Prestige of a King, they were confident that they could easily defeat Zhou Yang.
However, no matter how much they looked down on Zhou Yang, the crowd below was in an uproar.
Two of the Eight Geniuses were training against Zhou Yang!
However, before they could react, the bell rang.
As the two of them pounced towards him, Zhou Yang waved his hand and the bell on the ground slowly floated up. Then, the bell rang.
Buzz buzz buzz …
Three consecutive rings echoed in the sky. At this moment, everyone covered their ears in unison. Those who were standing closest to Zhou Yang even fell to the ground and screamed in pain.
Nangong Ying and Zhou Aotian, who were the first to take the lead, fell from the sky and started bleeding from all seven orifices.
"Mental attack, this is a mental type instrument …"
Nangong Ying's expression was extremely ferocious. He was glad that he did not rush too far ahead. Otherwise, he would have died.
"This treasure looks good. I'll take it!"
Not far behind Nangong Ying, Xu Yechen smiled faintly and a white pearl flew out of his hand.
After the pearl appeared, the reverberating bell stopped ringing. Nangong Ying and Zhou Aotian were also pulled back by Zhao Wuhou's people.
"Eight Geniuses. Do you think people like you deserve to be called geniuses?"
Zhou Yang's gaze swept across the two of them with extreme disdain. His eyes were filled with arrogance.
"Southern Geniuses, I'm the only one!"
I'm the only one!
His wild voice swept across the entire place. Everyone could feel Zhou Yang's domineering aura.
"I'm the only one … and only he has the right to say such words …" Tang Yuewu stood in front of the array barrier, her eyes filled with pride.
This was her man.
A man who dared to challenge the strongest family in Royal City, the Wangjian Villa, with a huge bell.
A man who dared to look down on everyone in Royal City in front of all the geniuses.
A man like this was the hero in her heart!
Jian Wuhen looked at Tang Yuewu with an extremely gloomy expression. The strongest genius in Royal City … He should be the only one. He should be the only one worthy of Tang Yuewu.
He could not tolerate it anymore!
"Brother Jian, I know you're the main character today, but I'll take this person."
Just as Jian Wuhen was about to make his move, Xu Yechen stepped forward and said with a smile.
"Wuhen, you're the groom today. My 10,000 Swords Villa has not fallen to the point where you, the groom, have to personally take action," Nameless Sword berated.
"Manor Lord Jian, you're right. Wuhen can be considered as my godson. Since that's the case, I, as his godson, am duty-bound to help him." Xu Zhentian smiled and looked at Xu Yechen. "Yechen, take care of him."
"Yes, Second Grandpa!"
Xu Yechen smiled and appeared in front of Zhou Yang in a flash.
"Do you know who I am?"
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