"There's still one more move." Zhou Yang panted heavily as he spoke.
"Hmph, you can't even withstand the first move. The second move, you will lose for sure."
Su Yantie, who had failed his first move, felt somewhat embarrassed. He no longer spoke nonsense and slapped his cudgel. The next moment, the cudgel split into nine smaller metal pillars.
"Nine Flames Cudgel, Qi Sealing Kill!"
With a loud shout, the nine smaller metal pillars soared up into the air and landed on the ground like shooting stars, surrounding Zhou Yang.
Sou, sou, sou …
Streams of flames shot out from the smaller metal pillars, linking together to form a huge cage, trapping Zhou Yang within.
At the same time, the smaller metal pillars began to move towards the center. With every inch they moved, Zhou Yang could feel the pressure in the surroundings increasing by a notch. Other than that, the temperature was also rising rapidly, and not long after, the ground was already on fire.
"Zhou Yang, just concede. Once the nine cudgel fuses into one, you will die for sure," Shui Lingyun shouted from below.
"Haha … Junior Sister is truly kind. That's right, Zhou Yang, now that you are trapped within the Nine Flames Cudgel, you can only choose to concede. Quickly concede, I don't wish for you to die. After all, you still have so much wealth." Su Yantie laughed.
"I will never concede. At most, I'll just go all out."
Zhou Yang roared as he once again fused with the Magma Titan Astral Soul.
Going all out again!
The crowd sighed in amazement. Did this fellow not want his life anymore? Was it worth it for wealth?
As expected, Zhou Yang did indeed go all out. He gritted his teeth, resisting the burning of the flames as his left hand slowly clenched into a fist.
Such a scene caused the hearts of the crowd to involuntarily tremble. This scene was simply too miserable.
"This trash must be overdrafting his life force. If this continues, even if he managed to break through the first move, his vitality would still be greatly damaged." Xue Chenggong spoke in disdain.
"How foolish." Li Xihan mocked.
"This is the difference between us and low-class people. For the sake of wealth, he doesn't want his life anymore. I really shouldn't have bothered with such a person." Chu Xun shook her head, feeling some regret.
The only one who was slightly worried was Shui Lingyun. After all, she was part of the reason for this battle. She had already harmed Zhou Yang once. If she harmed Zhou Yang's vitality again, it would be too overboard.
Thinking of this, she immediately walked up to Zhou Yang and said, "Zhou Yang, just admit defeat. I'll repay you for your wealth. Don't risk your life anymore."
"Junior Sister, don't worry. He won't shed tears until he sees his coffin. In a while, he'll realize that his resistance is completely futile," said Su Yantie disdainfully.
"Senior Brother Su, I'll give you your Qi of Wealth. Quickly stop your attack," Shui Lingyun said anxiously.
"I don't care about wealth, if junior sister can …"
Boom!
Before Su Yantie could finish speaking, he heard a rumbling sound. A sledgehammer appeared in Zhou Yang's left hand.
"Break!"
With a loud roar, the sledgehammer smashed into one of the iron pillars.
Bang! The small iron pillar was blasted into the sky, and the Nine Flames Rod instantly disintegrated. Zhou Yang was finally free.
"This …"
Su Yantie's expression froze and his face turned ashen. His Nine Flames Rod was actually broken by Zhou Yang.
"Looks like he has indeed overdrawn his life force. In the future, his cultivation base will forever stagnate, unable to advance," Xue Chenggong said with a smile.
"Hmph, this is not the end. I'll teach him a lesson later." Li Xihan's expression was gloomy, but his heart was filled with joy. In the end, it was still them young masters who won.
On the stage, Zhou Yang's hair was messy and his face was even paler. He looked like he was half-dead, causing the crowd to feel pity.
"It's … it's already the second move. I've won."
Zhou Yang's voice was slightly hoarse.
"Hmph, I was just joking just now. Did you really take it seriously? What two moves? You didn't even win in the arena." Su Yantie said sternly.
"You …"
Zhou Yang pointed at Su Yantie, his face filled with anger.
"Haha … Zhou Yang, I won't bully you. Just admit defeat. Otherwise, I'm afraid that you won't be able to withstand my attack and will die immediately," Su Yantie said playfully.
"You forced me to do this."
Zhou Yang shouted in a low voice, then took out an extremely ordinary spiritual sword.
"Forced you?" Su Yantie frowned.
"Actually, I still have an ultimate move. It's just that this move will injure my meridians. But today, you've gone too far. I can only use this move."
As he spoke, a five-colored light suddenly appeared around Zhou Yang.
"There's still an ultimate move."
Su Yantie's countenance stiffened. After that, he rapidly brandished his Meteor Cudgel, and a cudgel phantom appeared behind him.
Astral Soul, he finally released his Astral Soul. This move would be his strongest ultimate move!
"Zhou Yang, since you don't know the meaning of death, then have a taste of my third move, Meteor Strike!"
As he spoke, Su Yantie's cudgel actually transformed into a gigantic metal ball under his rapid brandishing.
Boom!
The metal ball was like a meteor as it was smashed by Su Yantie. Everywhere it passed by, the powerful force caused the stone fragments on the ground to fly up.
"Five Elements Return to One!"
Sou!
Sword light flashed as Zhou Yang became one with his sword, bringing with him a colorless glow as he rushed towards the metal ball.
One was an incomparably terrifying metal ball with spikes, while the other was an extremely weak looking sword light.
At the moment of collision, the spectators couldn't help but close their eyes. The disparity was too great.
"I'm sorry, Zhou Yang!"
Shui Lingyun also closed her eyes, she couldn't bear to watch this scene. How could a weakling be a match for Su Yantie, who was completely unharmed? There was no need to guess the result.
Bang!
The collision occurred in mid-air, but the result was completely out of everyone's expectations. The sword light directly penetrated through the metal ball and flew towards Su Yantie.
A moment later, a "dang" sound rang out as the broken cudgel fell to the ground. On the other side, Zhou Yang's sword was already aimed at Su Yantie.
Su Yantie was completely dumbfounded. He actually lost? There was no reason for this.
In the first move, Zhou Yang was already at the end of his strength, and in the second move, he was severely injured. But why was his strongest third move broken?
This didn't make sense …
The spectators below were the same. They all felt that this was inconceivable. This fellow clearly looked like he was about to die, but why was he able to break Su Yantie's strongest attack?
"I've won, your fortune is mine."
After a moment, Zhou Yang kept his spirit sword and walked towards the stone monument. During the process, he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.
But in the end, he still took back the fortune that belonged to him.
"Why, why is it like this? Victory should belong to me, you …" Su Yantie felt like he was dreaming. He wasn't injured at all, but his opponent looked like he was about to die. But why was he the one who lost?
"Stop embarrassing yourself, come down." Xue Chenggong frowned.
Su Yantie completely didn't know how he got off the stage. He was still thinking about why he lost.
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