"Humph!"
Zhao Feng snorted coldly and glared at Yang Zhaokai. Then, he retreated to the side and stopped talking. On the phone.
m.
Yang Zhaokai's disrespectful words made Zhao Feng gradually lose his patience.
If Yang Zhaokai was not still useful, he would have taught Yang Zhaokai a lesson long ago. Why would he be so timid now?
Ignoring Zhao Feng's actions, Yang Zhaokai looked at Yang Yuming and continued, "I'll say it again, if you can spar with me, as long as you can defeat me, I'll immediately take everyone away and return the prince's residence to you. But if you lose …"
Speaking up to this point, Yang Zhaokai paused for a moment before continuing, "I only have one request. Submit to me, follow me from now on, and follow my lead!"
"Fifth Prince, you can't!"
Seeing that Yang Yuming wanted to agree to Yang Zhaokai, Sun Lun hurriedly said, "Eighteenth Prince is powerful. Even Tie Wanghao is not his match!"
When Yang Yuming killed Tie Wanghao, he was trapped in the Martial Proclamation Hall and did not see it.
However, Sun Lun was very clear about Yang Zhaokai's strength.
Tie Wanghao and Yang Zhaokai had sparred before.
Tie Wanghao, who was at the peak Dao Domain realm, could not even break Yang Zhaokai's defense.
Under such circumstances, how could Yang Yuming be Yang Zhaokai's match?
"It doesn't matter."
Yang Yuming waved his hand and said, "Since Eighteenth Brother wants to spar with me, then I will spar with him."
"Hahaha, great!"
Yang Zhaokai laughed loudly and said, "Unrelated people, please leave the Martial Proclamation Hall. I want to spar with Fifth Brother."
Swoosh!
Yang Zhaokai's voice fell.
Many cultivators in the hall walked out one after another.
Yang Zhaokai looked back at Zhao Feng and looked outside the hall. His meaning was self-evident.
"Fine, you win!"
Zhao Feng's eyes were cold. He left behind some harsh words and then directly left the hall.
After a while.
Only Yang Zhaokai, Yang Yuming, Ning Yue, and Ao Xing were left in the hall.
"Fifth Brother, you don't trust me?" Yang Zhaokai glanced at Ning Yue and Ao Xing and said indifferently, "I can swear that we are just sparring. I won't do anything else."
"Hehe."
Yang Yuming was not a fool.
He smiled and glanced at the sky out of the corner of his eye.
Yang Yuming knew better than anyone else.
On the surface, Yang Zhao seemed to be very magnanimous, but in fact, that was not the case.
There was no one in the Martial Proclamation Hall, but there were a few Quasi-emperors in the void!
Yang Yuming's trump cards were Ning Yue, Ao Xing and the others. Once Ning Yue and the others left and Yang Zhaokai sent the Quasi-emperors in the void, what should he do?
Therefore, Yang Yuming would never let Ning Yue and the others leave!
"Alright, since Fifth Brother doesn't trust me, I can't do anything about it."
Yang Zhaokai shrugged his shoulders and said, "Let's make this clear first. This is a spar. Don't overdo it. No one is allowed to kill."
The word 'hand' fell.
Yang Zhaokai abruptly slammed his hands on the chair beneath him, and his body abruptly sprang out.
Chi chi!
Yang Zhaokai's speed was very fast. In almost an instant, he arrived in front of Yang Yuming.
His right hand clenched into a fist, bringing with it a violent gale of energy, he ruthlessly punched towards Yang Yuming's chest.
Bang!
At this critical moment.
Yang Yuming hurriedly mobilized the strength in his body, and unavoidably collided with Yang Zhaokai's fist.
The two fists collided.
Yang Yuming flew out in a straight line, until his body hit the wall, only then did he stop.
On the other hand, Yang Zhaokai stood where he was, as if nothing had happened.
Obviously.
In this short exchange, Yang Zhaokai had the absolute advantage!
"The cultivation of the late stage of the Immortal King, there is an extremely terrifying force in his body."
Through the short exchange between Yang Zhaokai and Yang Yuming, Ning Yue roughly determined some things.
Yang Yuming's body had the strength that he had left behind, and so did Yang Zhaokai's body!
Even.
The strength in Yang Zhaokai's body was even more terrifying than the one he had left in Yang Yuming's body!
In terms of pure strength, Yang Yuming was definitely not Yang Zhaokai's opponent.
"Fifth brother, that was just a warm-up."
Yang Zhaokai rubbed his slightly swollen fist, then his figure flashed and rushed out again.
Just as Yang Zhaokai had said, the first strike was just a warm-up.
For the second attack, Yang Zhaokai mobilized all the strength in his body, wanting to defeat Yang Yuming with one punch!
"Damn it!"
Yang Yuming cursed in his heart, and also mobilized all the strength that Ning Yue had left in his body, and collided with Yang Zhaokai's fist.
Chi chi chi!
This move.
Yang Yuming's ending was not much better than before.
His body flew out and once again crashed into the wall.
Puchi!
Dark red blood spurted out.
Yang Yuming's aura instantly dropped from the peak of the Immortal King to the early stage of the Immortal King!
Furthermore, his aura continued to drop.
"Fifth brother, help me get rid of the control, I can pretend to admit defeat."
Just when Ning Yue and the others thought that Yang Zhaokai would definitely win, Yang Zhaokai suddenly said to Yang Yuming through his soul.
"Hmm?"
Yang Yuming's expression changed, he was a little confused.
Under normal circumstances, he would definitely lose.
But what the hell did Yang Zhaokai mean to help him get rid of the control?
Yang Yuming didn't understand.
"After my brother died, my mother's forces chose me again, wanting me to be a puppet and fight for the position of the Crown Prince of the Divine Wind Empire for them."
Yang Zhaokai explained, "You should know better than me what happens to puppets."
"Puppet? What do you want me to do? "Yang Yuming's mind moved and he asked calmly.
"Your task is very simple, that is to defeat me, and then use me as a threat to force those hidden Quasi-emperor experts to appear. At that time, I know what to do."
Seeing that Yang Yuming was about to agree, Yang Zhaokai's face lit up, and he hurriedly said.
In fact, Yang Zhaokai had been waiting for this day for a long time.
He and Yang Zhaoxu, strictly speaking, were both puppets.
The real Yang Zhaoxu, Yang Zhaokai, from the moment he was born, was killed by the forces on his mother's side.
Therefore, there was no need for a life and death battle between him and Yang Yuming.
Yang Yuming did not immediately answer Yang Zhaokai, but shifted his gaze to Ning Yue, asking for Ning Yue's opinion.
To tell the truth.
After listening to Yang Yuming's explanation, even Ning Yue was a little confused.
Melodramatic plot!
He did not expect to encounter such a melodramatic plot in the Divine Wind Empire.
However, if what Yang Zhaokai said was true, that he was a puppet, then he and Yang Yuming really did not need to fight to the death.
He thought about it.
Ning Yue said to Yang Yuming, "Agree to him first, and lure out the few Quasi-emperors in the void."
There were at least three powerful middle-stage Quasi-emperors hidden in the void.
Before figuring out which side those middle-stage Quasi-emperors were on, it was a good choice to pretend to be a snake with Yang Zhaokai for the time being.
Hearing Ning Yue's reply.
Yang Yuming took a deep breath, clenched his right fist, and rushed out again.
Seeing Yang Yuming rushing towards him, Yang Zhaokai was overjoyed.
He hurriedly revealed an opening, and Yang Yuming's fist smashed into his chest, and his body fell heavily to the ground.
Yang Yuming was also very 'sensible'.
After defeating Yang Zhaokai, he grabbed Yang Zhaokai's neck, and said coldly, "Trash is trash, and still dare to occupy my residence. Today, I will kill you!"
While speaking.
Yang Yuming clenched his right fist, and ruthlessly punched Yang Zhaokai's head.
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