Lei Tinggang stepped back with blood oozing out of his abdomen.
He smiled bitterly. No wonder this kid could win thirty games in a row. He was so powerful. If it weren't for the suppression of his attributes, if it weren't for coincidence, if it weren't for his cultivation being one star higher than his, he would never have been able to win.
It was a pyrrhic victory. Yun Jianhan was stabbed in the left chest by his own gunshot, leaving him with no way out. His stomach was broken, which meant he was half dead. As for whether he could participate in the martial arts competition in a dozen days, it was even a question.
However, as long as he takes nearly 200,000 Xuanwu silver coins and buys Xuan-grade healing medicine or Huang-grade top-grade healing medicine, his injuries will heal quickly.
The commentator quickly announced that Thunder had won.
They quickly carried Yun Jianhan to a secluded place.
There was seriousness in everyone's eyes. This boy was a brother of Ye Xiangyang who was in the competition. This matter must be reported to Ye Xiangyang quickly.
Everyone in the stands looked at Lei Tinggang and burst into thunderous applause.
"Hahaha, Yun Jianhan's undefeated legend has finally come to an end."
"Humph, this kid is so cruel and ruthless, this is retribution."
"Lei Tinggang is really amazing."
"He can get 150,000 Xuanwu silver coins from the three parties. This time the injury is worth it."
With the end of Yun Jianhan's myth and Lei Ting's serious injury, the competition in this arena came to an end.
Not many people were sad about Yun Jianhan's death, as Yun Jianhan's men never left any chance for anyone to survive.
Ye Xiangyang had just won the third game when he suddenly heard the news. He couldn't believe that his brother had died like this. For a moment, Ye Xiangyang was stunned.
Even before he had developed his martial arts talent, he had heard of the name of the Yun family genius and the reputation of a martial arts fanatic. When he went to Guibei Mountain to collect herbs, this man secretly sent him letters, never left him, bravely killed the enemy, risked his life to save him, and followed him to cause trouble at the Yun Iron Mine and travel around Daxing Yunlin...
Ye Xiangyang deeply admired this man who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside and obsessed with martial arts.
When we became sworn brothers, he said that we didn't ask to be born on the same day, month and year, but we asked to die on the same day. The oath he took is still echoing in his ears, but he is gone.
Heart-wrenching pain emanated from Ye Xiangyang's heart.
Crystal clear tears quietly slid down Ye Xiangyang's cheeks.
Ye Xiangyang said nothing, turned around, walked down the ring and headed to the back.
His mind was in a mess and his emotions were fluctuating. He was close to madness.
Yun Jianhan is dead. How could Yun Jianhan be dead
Ye Xiangyang's steps were a little unsteady and his steps were a little shaky.
Tens of thousands of spectators were stunned. They watched Ye Xiangyang walk out of the venue with a wavering step, somewhat embarrassed and staggering. Everyone's face was filled with confusion:
"Brother, what happened? Why did this guy just leave?"
"Who knows? Hey, what's going on? He only played three games, why did he leave?"
"That's right, your big arena has been holding this kind of competition for a long time. Why is it like this?"
"Fuck, you are blackmailing me, right?"
"It's no use. Let's overturn his stadium."
The crowd was excited and people were watching the show attentively, but suddenly the champion left. What the hell was this? Tell me what happened to you.
The commentator saluted to all the audience below and explained loudly: "Dear audience, ladies and gentlemen, this is what happened. During the competition just now, the brother of our champion Ye Xiangyang, also known as the champion Yun Jianhan, was beaten to death. Now let the brothers see each other for the last time."
"If we can't have the next match today, this one will be free. When Ye Xiangyang plays again, we can come in with today's tickets."
"Please be patient and sit down for a while. We will send someone to see if the game can continue."
Everyone then understood what was going on, and many people were talking about it: My goodness, Ye Xiangyang is a very affectionate person, don’t you see, when he heard the news of his brother’s death, he burst into tears; yes, such people are hard to find, they are highly capable and good to their brothers, they are rare talents.
Everyone is talking in their seats, so let’s not talk about it for now.
Ye Xiangyang walked up and down, and came to the room where Yun Jianhan was lying.
Ye Xiangyang waved his hand, and everyone left the room, leaving only Ye Xiangyang alone.
There was a hole as thick as an arm on Yun Jianhan's left chest, with blood gushing out. He was killed with one blow, a real one-shot kill.
Ye Xiangyang looked at Yun Jianhan's cold face, which was as cold as cast steel and cast iron. He thought of the difficult six months he had spent with Yun Jianhan, the time when he and Yun Jianhan fought against the Yuan family, and the ten consecutive victories in the past few days. His smile and satisfaction...
Tears welled up from my eyes again.
"Xuanwu, Xuanwu, look, my brother..."
Xuanwu was the one who could feel the fluctuations in Ye Xiangyang's heart the most. Ye Xiangyang's deep affection for his brother touched him. His mental power merged with Ye Xiangyang's, which deeply shocked him.
To be honest, the previous eleven masters of the Nine-Angled Black Tortoise Cauldron were all very affectionate people, but none of them was as affectionate as Ye Xiangyang.
The little golden turtle and the golden fire lion remained silent. They felt warm in their hearts. The master they followed was so affectionate and loyal that they felt that the path they followed with him was worthwhile.
Xuanwu floated out, and a spiritual force permeated Yun Jianhan's whole body. Whether it was Xuanwu's turtle or Xuanshe, there was a solemn look in their eyes, without their usual laughter, as they knew the importance of this moment.
Ye Xiangyang stared at Xuanwu without blinking, hoping to see hope in Xuanwu's eyes.
Xuanwu finally completed the treatment.
"How is it?" Ye Xiangyang's face was full of anticipation.
Xuanwu said slowly: "There is good news and bad news."
Ye Xiangyang's heart skipped a beat, his eyes flashed brightly, with desire: "Tell me the good news first."
Xuanwu said: "This shot did not completely pierce the heart, but the heart is also a very special place in the human body, called the middle dantian. With the protection of the dragon bone relic, he can be guaranteed not to die."
Ye Xiangyang's eyes suddenly brightened up. As long as his brother didn't die, this was a great thing. "What's the bad news?"
"The importance of the middle dantian is incomparable. The dragon bone relic can keep him alive, but if he can't repair his heart meridian within half a month, there will be no possibility of improvement."
Perhaps it means that if Yun Jianhan cannot find that kind of medicine, he will be a five-star master in his lifetime.
"What medication do you need?"
"Nine-turn Meridian Repairing Grass, Golden Essence Silver Sword Grass, two Xuan-level top-grade medicines."
"Put him in the Nine-Angled Black Tortoise Cauldron. With the nourishment of spiritual soil and medicinal extracts, he will be in better shape."
Ye Xiangyang nodded, took Yun Jianhan into the spiritual earth space, and asked Xuanwu to take care of him.
He vowed to find these two Chinese herbs and rescue his brother.
Ye Xiangyang opened the door with a creak. The commentator who was working with him asked with a flattering look on his face, a little embarrassed, "Master Ye, do you think today's game will go on?"
Ye Xiangyang nodded and said, "Let's continue, but don't let them come one by one this time. Let the remaining seven come together. This is 140,000 crystal cards. If I lose, each of the seven of them can get 30,000. If I win, today's game is over."
The guide's expression changed immediately: "Sir, this, this, this, is it appropriate?"
Ye Xiangyang's face was cold: "Go ahead, I have a plan in mind."
When Ye Xiangyang stood on the ring again, all the spectators burst into thunderous applause again. Seeing that Ye Xiangyang was not defeated by this incident, cheers and applause were endless.
The commentator stood on the stage and said to all the audience: "Dear audience, ladies and gentlemen, today, Master Ye is going to present a unique match to everyone. He said that the remaining seven Xuan Masters should come up and compete together. As long as one of them can beat him, each Xuan Master will be rewarded with three Xuanwu silver coins."
The commentator's words caused a huge uproar, and the audience was once again in an uproar:
"What? One person challenges seven people. Has Ye Xiangyang lost his mind because of this?"
"It seems that Yun Jianhan's death was a huge blow to him."
"Alas, it's unclear whether he can escape this disaster."
"Let's just wait and see. I just hope that such a sentimental person will be rewarded."
"Good protection, humph, he's done."
When the seven contestants heard this, each had a different reaction, but from the competitions in the past few days, they knew how evil Ye Xiangyang was, and in the end they all agreed.
As the formation on the ring slowly descended, seven people stood in the shape of the Big Dipper, forming the Big Dipper Divine Light Formation.
The mysterious power in Ye Xiangyang's body was as deep as the ocean. In an instant, yellow-green spikes as thick as thumbs emerged from his arms and head, looking extremely strange.
This is something no one has ever seen before. What kind of martial arts is this that is so magical
Sky-shattering collision!
Ye Xiangyang was thinking about charging at them with thunder and lightning.
A beam of divine light from the Big Dipper Divine Light Formation came towards Ye Xiangyang like a long sword.
This strike carried half of the strength of each of them, totaling more than 24,000 kilograms.
Even a second-star Xuan Jiang would not dare to collide with this energy, otherwise he would die.
People saw Ye Xiangyang waving his arms, wind and clouds surged, and cracks appeared in the space.
A rumbling sound rang out on the ring. The huge impact made the entire ring tremble, and the protective formation was shaking.
The spikes on Ye Xiangyang's body were like darts, suddenly stabbing towards these people.
Puff, puff, puff. Three or four spikes entered each person's body.
Ye Xiangyang's face was cold, and he uttered softly: "Explode!"
Bang bang bang!
Continuous explosions were heard, and blood-red flowers burst out from the bodies of every one of Ye Xiangyang's opponents.