However, the funniest thing was that even after Yuan Hongfei's Wealth Qi mark was completely extinguished, the stone tablet was still not full. It was only 90% full.
"You want to bet with me without One-Stone Wealth Qi?"
Zhou Yang smiled. The green mark was obviously lower than the blue mark.
"Hmph." Yuan Hongfei snorted coldly, his face turning red.
"Zhou Yang, it's your turn. You also have 90%, right?" The butler smiled.
Zhou Yang nodded and immediately pressed his hand on the stone tablet. Then, he felt the Wealth Qi mark. It seemed to be alive and could be controlled.
Streams of Fortune Qi entered the stone stele. Soon, his side of the stone stele was 90% full.
His Wealth Qi mark was still light green, which meant that he had at least half a stone left.
"Kid, are you going to admit defeat directly, or do I have to beat you until you admit defeat, or make you unable to get up?" Yuan Hongfei sneered.
"You can use your full strength." Zhou Yang also smiled.
"Haha …" Yuan Hongfei laughed wildly. After a while, he looked at the butler and said, "Butler, you can't blame me for this. He asked me to use my full strength. But don't worry, I won't kill him. If Monochrome is crippled, I won't be responsible."
"This …" The butler frowned.
"You're right. Fists and feet have no eyes. It's your own business if you cripple him," Zhou Yang said.
"Sigh …"
The butler shook his head and looked at Zhou Yang in confusion. He felt that it was a pity that such a talented person with a strong body was crippled just like that.
"He overestimated himself. A strong body doesn't mean that his combat power is strong. He wasted his potential for nothing. What a waste." The female disciple with the surname Lu looked disdainful.
"Indeed, he overestimated himself. I originally thought that he knew how to endure and gave his Wealth Qi to Yuan Hongfei. Now, it seems that he is simply an idiot." The purple-belt disciple beside Disciple Lu laughed.
"Alright, Junior Brother Yuan, let's finish this quickly. We still have to go to the Institute of Martial Arts later," a purple-belt disciple shouted.
"Don't worry, Senior Brother Hu. We only need three seconds. After three seconds, we can leave."
After saying that, Yuan Hongfei glanced at him in disdain and raised his hand.
"Kid, one punch. I only need one punch to cripple your Dantian. Remember, the person who crippled you is me, Yuan Hongfei!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Hongfei's figure flashed and appeared in front of Zhou Yang in the next moment. Then, a fierce fist with a violent force smashed toward Zhou Yang's head.
At the same time, Zhou Yang raised his hand.
Bang!
His fist shot out like lightning and instantly collided with Yuan Hongfei's fist.
Boom …
In a split second, Yuan Hong Fei was blasted out of the stone platform like a cannonball, while Zhou Yang did not move from his spot.
Silence. The audience was silent.
Everyone was flabbergasted. The female disciple surnamed Lu and the other two purple-belt disciples also had their mouths agape.
One charged forward while the other counterattacked from where he stood.
The final result was that the person who was charging forward was blasted off the stone platform. What was this …
Yuan Hongfei was a genius ranked 93rd on the Rising Star List, while Zhou Yang was just a servant.
It was too crazy, too unbelievable.
Even when Yuan Hong Fei spat out a few mouthfuls of blood and got up, the crowd still did not react.
"Impossible, impossible … Who helped you, who?" Yuan Hong Fei clutched his chest and looked around.
Swoosh!
Zhou Yang's figure rose from the ground and landed in front of Yuan Hong Fei the next moment. The ground cracked by three feet.
Pa!
The sound of slaps rang out. Yuan Hong Fei was sent flying by Zhou Yang's slap. Then, he was picked up by Zhou Yang like a chicken.
Pa pa pa …
In a breath's time, Yuan Hong Fei's face swelled up like a pig's head.
"I haven't even entered the imperial city and you came to provoke me. These slaps are the consequences of your provocation."
Boom …
With that, Zhou Yang punched again and blasted Yuan Hong Fei into the ground.
Bang bang bang …
Then, he punched Yuan Hong Fei continuously. Every punch landed on Yuan Hong Fei's face. Soon, Yuan Hong Fei's mouth was covered in blood, and more than ten teeth were scattered on the ground.
"This is the consequence of hitting Zhang Ji. Next, it's your punishment for raping Zhang Yi." Zhou Yang's expression was cold, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, Yuan Hong Fei shouted. His voice was completely distorted.
"You still have something to say?" Zhou Yang sneered.
"Butler, butler, I admit … admit …"
Yuan Hong Fei could not say the word 'lose' for a long time. He immediately changed his words. "Butler, I've already stepped down. He won. I can't fight anymore."
The butler nodded and came back to his senses. He hurriedly said, "Zhou Yang, this battle is over. You won."
"Who said it's over?" Zhou Yang said coldly.
"He has already stepped down. It's considered his loss …" The butler said unhappily.
"Is that so?"
Zhou Yang sneered. He immediately lifted Yuan Hong Fei and flew onto the stage. "Now, you're on the stage, right?"
"No … this is not natural for me. I …"
Bang!
Another punch. This time, it landed directly on Yuan Hong Fei's dantian.
"No!"
With a scream, Yuan Hong Fei's face turned pale. His entire body trembled in pain, and his eyes were filled with despair.
"You … you crippled my dantian …"
"That's right. I crippled your dantian. Because you just said that you wanted to cripple my dantian, I could only cripple yours. But don't worry, this is not over. Where were we just now?"
Zhou Yang frowned. Then, he suddenly thought of something. "I predicted that you were going to rape Zhang Yi."
"You're just a ninety-three-year-old, and yet you're so arrogant. You actually wanted to rape Zhang Yi in front of everyone. A lowly piece of trash like you is not fit to be a warrior, much less a man."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yang kicked between Yuan Hong Fei's legs.
"Ah …"
With a cry of pain, Yuan Hong Fei fainted in the next moment.
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. No one had expected that Zhou Yang, who looked like a servant and allowed himself to be bullied, would turn into a tyrant in the blink of an eye. He had beaten a person who had been perfectly fine to the point that he looked neither human nor ghost!
Yuan Hong Fei was crippled. He was completely crippled. Not only was he no longer a warrior, he was not even a man …
Thinking of this, the people who had done evil with Yuan Hong Fei could not help but take a few steps back. Their eyes were filled with fear.
"Zhou Yang, how could you be so ruthless?" The butler said angrily after he reacted.
"Butler, he seemed to have said that fists and feet have no eyes. Now, it seems that it is true. I accidentally crippled him. Luckily, he is not dead. If I save him, he can still be a dog."
With that, Zhou Yang smiled coldly and walked to the stone tablet. Then, he pressed on the stone tablet.
Buzz!
A large amount of Wealth Qi entered his hands. In an instant, his Wealth Qi mark broke through the blue color and turned purple.
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