When Sikong Guahen saw Ye Xiangyang, his eyes immediately brightened up.
Ye Xiangyang created countless legends in Danding Shenzong, leaving the sect's disciples with the impression that he was omnipotent. Moreover, he was a member of Xiangyang Club, and if he met the president, he would definitely be able to avenge the arrow.
"President, I've embarrassed you."
After saying this, Sikong Qiahen lowered his head and buried it very low.
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly, his smile was full of brilliance. He actually stretched out his hand and gently touched Sikong Guahen's bruised cheek: "You are wrong. Xuanzong's cultivation can harden his bones in front of Xuanzu. This is a good man with iron bones. Don't worry, I will teach this arrogant boy a lesson."
Ye Xiangyang's words were like a stream of sweet spring water, which flowed deep into Sikong Guahen's heart, making Sikong Guahen feel warm in his heart: "President, don't do that. This Cheng Jianyi is a descendant of the Cheng family, a big family of Yuhua Zhen Palace. He is also a subordinate of Fei Liangyu, one of the ten saints of Yuhua Zhen Palace and the God of Fighting the Sky. If you beat him, there will be endless troubles."
Ye Xiangyang looked at Sikong Guahen and nodded. This man was not only tough, but also a person who took the overall situation into consideration. It seemed that the people from Danding Divine Sect were really not welcome when they came to Yuhua Palace.
Ye Xiangyang reached out and patted Sikong Guahen's shoulder: "Don't worry, I'll take care of it."
Ye Xiangyang took a step forward and came to about ten feet in front of Cheng Jianyi.
Cheng Jianyi had already noticed Ye Xiangyang, and also heard Sikong Huahen calling him the president. There were a total of twenty disciples sent by Danding Divine Sect, and sixteen of them have arrived now. Even if he used his toes to guess, he could guess that this was Ye Xiangyang, the president of Xiangyang Association.
A man's fame is like the shadow of a tree.
Ye Xiangyang's fame in Yuhuazhengong is known to everyone.
This guy, whose cultivation level is not very high but who has accomplished many earth-shaking things, must be quite capable.
The projects during the alliance, whether it was the treasure appraisal conference, the trading conference, the prevention of the Heavenly Demon Poison, or the auction conference, all left a deep impression on those who participated at that time.
This kid, whose cultivation level is not even that of a Xuanzu, has expanded his business to various sects in the Xuanwu Continent and created a huge amount of wealth for the Danding Divine Sect. He is full of legends. Is he the young man in front of him who looks unrealistically young
Well, why can't I see through his cultivation? Isn't it said that this person's cultivation level is no higher than the first star of Xuanzu? Could it be that the information is wrong, or this person is not Ye Xiangyang at all
"Who are you? Tell me your name."
Ye Xiangyang smiled faintly and flicked the jade token in his hand towards Cheng Jianyi. The Holy Son Jade Token appeared directly in front of Cheng Jianyi, with three words written on it: Ye Xiangyang.
The muscles on Cheng Jianyi's face were throbbing. The sect was really generous and gave this kid whose cultivation level was not even at the Xuanzun level the Yuhua Zhen Palace's Holy Son Jade Token. This meant that the sect had acknowledged this kid's identity as the Holy Son.
Cheng Jianyi saw the Holy Son Jade Plate and dared not neglect it. He quickly bowed to Ye Xiangyang. Although he was not convinced by Ye Xiangyang, he dared not disobey the sect's rules: "Greetings, Senior Brother Ye Xiangyang."
Ye Xiangyang smiled faintly, looking at the disciples guarding the gate, each of them had a look of dissatisfaction and indignation on their faces, knowing that before they came to Yuhuazhengong, their opponents were already countless.
"My fellow junior brothers, please don't bother with such empty formalities. I come from a remote area. Even if I can earn tens of billions of Xuanwu silver coins every year, I can't show them off. Compared with the great holy land of Yuhua Zhen Palace, it's nothing."
These people's faces were throbbing, and everyone had a dark line on their face. They cursed in their hearts: "Damn it, this is just bragging without thinking. You make billions of Xuanwu silver coins every year, but it's not worth mentioning. People like us are even less worth mentioning."
"Fuck, billions of Xuanwu silver coins! Even our sect's senior brother and the ten saints probably can't earn that much money."
"Billions of Xuanwu silver coins are equivalent to one-tenth of the sect's working capital. This amount of capital is almost equivalent to the capital of a second-rate sect."
Ye Xiangyang continued, "My fellow junior brothers, since I can't come up with any practical gifts, it would seem too stingy of me if I didn't show some appreciation when we meet. How about this, today I won't use my profound strength to compete with Junior Brother Cheng Jianyi. If Junior Brother Cheng can beat me or defeat me, each of us will be rewarded with 100 million Xuanwu silver coins."
At this point, he took out the seventy-two crystal cards with a silver glow, each of which had a winding dragon on it. Silver dragon cards meant that each of these crystal cards was worth 100 million Xuanwu silver coins, which was absolutely correct.
Hiss! Each of these disciples took a deep breath, and their eyes turned red.
One hundred million Xuanwu silver coins, one hundred million Xuanwu silver coins might be able to buy an earth-level treasure, a lot of elixirs from Xiangyang Society, or a lot of treasures from heaven and earth that you want.
One hundred million Xuanwu silver coins is a huge sum of money in front of him. If he has these one hundred million Xuanwu silver coins, he can buy the resources he wants and advance faster.
This silver dragon-shaped crystal card is a treasure they could never even dream of.
If they could own such a crystal card, they would probably wake up laughing in their dreams.
This is similar to an ordinary person suddenly winning five million in the sports lottery, which is an inestimable fortune.
Cheng Jianyi's heart couldn't help but pound as he looked at the stack of silver crystal cards in Ye Xiangyang's hand. Each card was worth 100 million Xuanwu silver coins. There were a total of seventy-two cards, which meant seventy-two billion.
Seventy-two billion! According to estimates, the Cheng family is considered a large family in Yuhua Palace. How much liquid capital does it have? It is probably less than seventy-two billion.
If we can defeat him, all this money will belong to us brothers.
He felt like a pie suddenly fell from the sky and hit him on the head. He was so dizzy that he was dazed. 7.2 billion, what kind of number is that
His eyes were gleaming fiercely, his throat was gurgling, and he cupped his hands and said, "Brother, are you telling the truth?"
Ye Xiangyang smiled faintly: "A gentleman's word is as good as a whip, how can he go back on his word?"
The eyes of the disciples of Yuhua Zhen Palace behind them were all red, like the eyes of little white rabbits, but they were filled with greedy looks like jackals. The 100 million Xuanwu silver coins were about to fall into their hands.
As long as Cheng Jianyi defeats him, he can get a share of 100 million Xuanwu silver coins. This deal is quite profitable.
"Brother, let's take a gamble."
"That's right. As long as we win, each of us will be able to get 100 million Xuanwu silver coins."
"Brother, Brother Ye Xiangyang said that he would not use his profound strength, but only his own strength, to fight with you. What are you afraid of?"
"That's right, Senior Brother. Ye Xiangyang has been practicing for less than ten years. Even if he is a body-building martial arts practitioner, what level can he reach?"
"Brother Cheng, we will definitely win this battle."
These people are like they are full of energy.
Money is a very tempting thing, not to mention that this is 7.2 billion. With this money, each of these martial artists can accelerate their training by 20 to 30 years and reach their dream state more quickly.
Cheng Jianyi nodded. Who was he? He was a true disciple of Yuhua Zhengong and had learned the true teachings of Yuhua Zhengong.
As one of the three holy places on the Xuanwu Continent, Yuhua Palace can surpass all other powerful forces, including the Ten Palaces of the Demon Race, the Ten Ancient Races, and the Four Ancient Families.
Even the Xuanwu Palace, which claims to be the number one in the Xuanwu Continent, does not dare to say that their foundation is stronger than that of the Yuhua Palace. These ancient sects have been operating for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, and who knows what terrifying methods they are hiding.
As a true disciple of Yuhua Zhen Palace and a true disciple of Xuanzu Erxing, he is a formidable master when walking on the Xuanwu Continent. He cannot just walk sideways, and few people will cause trouble for him.
He couldn't see through Ye Xiangyang's cultivation, but Ye Xiangyang had only been practicing for a few years. Even if his cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds, could he still cultivate his body, his mysteries, and his spirit, and become a martial artist who had completed the three cultivations
It is just a practice, but many cultivators have spent their entire lives and still cannot reach the peak. If it is a triple-cultivation martial arts cultivator, it is even more impossible to reach the peak.
What's more, Danding Divine Sect is just a second-rate sect. The eight great martial arts of Danding Divine Sect: Wei Ling Flame Slash, Yu Feng Shocking God Art, Changsheng Thick Earth Fist, Ten Thousand Trees Living Spirit Seal, Thousand Water Waves Palm, Yang Ri Jin Sword Art, Han Bing Lu Xian Art, Thousand Thunder Breaking Demon Seal, are all earth-level martial arts.
The Feathering and Ascension Fist that he practiced was a genuine lower-grade heavenly martial art. When the heavenly grade faced the earthly grade, he would definitely win.
"Okay, I am not talented enough, so I will take over from you, Senior Brother."
Having said this, Cheng Jianyi's profound energy began to circulate, and wisps of ancestral aura spread out.
Ye Xiangyang tapped the bottom of his toes, and his body turned into a meteor, reaching an extremely fast speed, and rushed towards Cheng Jianyi.
Countless pairs of eyes in Yuhua Zhen Palace were staring at this place, and these people were shocked.
The reason why Yuhuazhengong can stand firm on the mainland is that as long as the fellow disciples are not crippled or killed, any kind of competition can be held within the sect.
Here, if you have strength you will be respected, and if you don’t have strength you will be suppressed by others.
Strength is everything.
Think about it, anyone who can come to Yuhua Zhen Palace is a genius that appears once in a hundred or a thousand years. Who would be willing to be inferior to others
Even if they lose this time, they will practice hard and try to take it back in a short time.
It is also because of this that the fighting power of the disciples of Yuhua Zhen Palace is absolutely acceptable.
They looked at the scene in front of the sect gate, and everyone had a smile on their face: "Brother, what do you think of this gambling fight?"
"Well, I think it's interesting."
"Yes, this kid is indeed using strength instead of mystical power, interesting."