"Hahaha, it feels so good. It feels so good. Ye Xiangyang is very good at this."
"Yes, that's right. Smash him to death. It's shameless that my fellow apprentice has a fake emperor pill."
"Ye Xiangyang, we support you."
"Ye Xiangyang, you are our idol."
There was a roar from below, shaking the entire vast area below the arena, like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting, like a sea wave, this wave could disperse the clouds in the sky.
On the ring, two heavenly-grade treasures, driven by Ye Xiangyang's mental power, attacked Linghu Gaoliao with lightning speed, with the force as strong as a mountain falling down, and with the supreme power of the heavenly-grade treasures.
Under the attack of two heavenly treasures, the energy of Linghu Gaoliao's elixir became weaker and weaker. After all, the Pseudo-Emperor Pill was a Pseudo-Emperor Pill, not a real emperor. Even if it was a real emperor, under the heavenly treasure, it would have leveled all the advantages, not to mention him, a Pseudo-Emperor.
Bang, the Four Sacred Mountains smashed directly onto his Dark Spirit Invisible Sword.
Linghu Gaoliao was shaken so much that he staggered. There was a crackling sound, and some bones broke. Wow, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The Piaoling Imperial Palace then came down, rumbling and smashing on Linghu Gaoliao again.
All the energy from the elixir in Linghu Gaoliao's body disappeared completely. He was extremely exhausted. The energy of a thousand years of life disappeared in an instant. Can you imagine how exhausted a person can be
Ye Xiangyang took a step forward and slapped Linghu Gaoliao on the face: "Pa."
The crisp sound of slapping echoed throughout the venue, clear and exciting, shocking everyone.
"As a senior brother, this is unkind and unjust."
Bang!
"Relying on force and bullying others by taking advantage of power."
Bang!
"You are trying to plot against me by trickery."
Bang!
"My own brother, use the Pseudo-Emperor Pill."
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At this time, Linghu Gaoliao could only take the beating and had no power to fight back.
After a few slaps, Linghu Gaoliao's cheeks became swollen like a pig's head.
Ye Xiangyang kicked him away, and Linghu Gaoliao's body hit the formation like a meteor. Crackling, several bones in his body were broken again, and blood spurted out.
Ye Xiangyang stared at him: "Brother, do you still want to compete?"
Linghu Gaoliao knew that Ye Xiangyang had shown mercy to his men, and with blood still on the corner of his mouth, he said, "I lost."
Wow!
The warmest applause rang out in the venue.
This is the heartfelt support for Ye Xiangyang from everyone watching today's game.
In this competition, Linghu Gaoliao relied on his high level of cultivation and had the cruel intention to plunder Ye Xiangyang's memory; in the ring, he used up all his energy, but in the end he was no match for Ye Xiangyang in terms of strength, nor in terms of concealment and sneak attacks; even after using the Pseudo-Emperor Pill in the end, he was still beaten into a pig's head.
This is a unique battle in the tens of thousands of years of history of Yuhua Zhen Palace, and this battle will definitely be remembered in the history of Yuhua Zhen Palace.
Ye Xiangyang's status in everyone's hearts suddenly rose to the level of the First Holy Son. Now it can even be said that in the minds of many people, Ye Xiangyang's status is much higher than Shou Yongsi.
"It was so exciting. Ye Xiangyang's fight today really opened my eyes."
"Yes, Brother Ye Xiangyang's battle today has established his lofty status in my Yuhua Zhen Palace."
"Ye Xiangyang, you are my idol."
"Ye Xiangyang, we support you..."
The members of the Xiangyang Society shouted loudly.
The whole place exploded.
The big formation slowly came down.
Ye Xiangyang pointed at Shou Yongsi with the golden halberd in his hand and said, "Big Brother, the grudge has already been formed. I don't know what Big Brother thinks. I am willing to extend a hand to Big Brother. I wonder if Big Brother would be willing to show me favor?"
The words were not loud, but they made the whole audience boil, and then they immediately froze and became silent.
People's hearts were trembling, many people's eyes were wide open, and their hearts were shocked:
"What? Ye Xiangyang wants to challenge Shou Yongsi. This is too bold."
"Yes, Shou Yongsi is the first Holy Son in thousands of years, and his status has never been shaken."
"Too reckless, this kid is really too reckless."
"Hehehe, I like it. This is domineering, the real domineering."
"So personable, so personable, I love it."
Countless people in the entire venue were staring at Shou Yongsi. They wanted to see how Shou Yongsi would deal with Ye Xiangyang's challenge. Many people were wondering whether Shou Yongsi could accept Ye Xiangyang's challenge.
Shou Yongsi still had a smile on his face, looking confident. He truly was worthy of being the eldest senior brother of Yuhua Zhengong, with a spirit that could embrace all rivers and mountains.
"Since you want to challenge me, I accept."
Wow, all the audience present once again caused a huge crowd.
"Accepted. I didn't expect that Senior Brother accepted it."
"This is interesting. Ye Xiangyang is going to challenge the position of the first holy son of Yuhua Zhen Palace."
"Hahaha, I want to see what the outcome of this fight between dragons and tigers will be."
People seemed to be in high spirits. Today's match was unprecedentedly intense, with too many ups and downs. Everything became confusing and incredible. If Shou Yongsi and Ye Xiangyang really started competing, it would be a once-in-a-millennium battle.
"However, today, Junior Brother, your mental strength has been depleted too much. Although you are at the peak of enlightenment, you cannot sustain the next match. Why don't we schedule our competition in three months. After three months, your mental strength will be restored. By then, we can fight it out on this stage. What do you think?"
Demeanor, this is the demeanor of a senior brother. He has seen that Ye Xiangyang is very exhausted mentally. If he goes up today, it would indeed be an unfair victory.
Many people think: The eldest brother is still the eldest brother, his methods and demeanor are just different.
An expert, this man is definitely an expert, he won't leave any regrets for himself.
In fact, it was not the case at all. Shou Yongsi knew that Ye Xiangyang had Four Sacred Mountains, Piaoling Imperial Palace, a large tripod, a golden halberd, four heavenly treasures. To be honest, he was not sure he could defeat Ye Xiangyang with four heavenly treasures, so he put it off for a while, and then went to his master for help.
Ye Xiangyang smiled faintly: "Okay, thank you for your consideration, brother. Three months later, I will see how wonderful and brilliant the First Saint Son of Yuhua Zhen Palace is."
Hu Ba laughed loudly: "Brothers, it's time to collect gambling money from the Fushou Society, the Susha Group, the Canghai Society, the Luoxia Society... these thirty groups."
"Yes, each group has 1.8 billion, a total of 54 billion Xuanwu silver coins."
"Hahaha, 54 billion! This is an enormous fortune."
"Listen to me, all 30 of you groups. It's time to pay us your gambling money."
The whole audience was stunned. Too many people didn’t know what was going on.
"What, 54 billion? What's going on?"
"Hehehe, let me tell you, every time there is a competition, there are many groups opening the market. You don't know that, do you?"
"I know. What's wrong?"
"Oh my god, you don't know this yet. Before the duel, the odds between Ye Xiangyang and Linghu Gaoliao were 9 and 1.1. Xiangyang will immediately win at the odds opened by 30 saints, each of whom bought 200 million Xuanwu silver coins for Ye Xiangyang's victory."
"Fuck, doesn't that mean that each of these thirty groups must compensate Ye Xiangyang 1.8 billion Xuanwu silver coins?"
"Of course, otherwise Xiangyang will ask for their gambling money at this time."
"Oh my god, the Xiangyang Society has become rich this time. Fifty-four billion. My god, our sect's liquid funds are just about this much."
"I am truly convinced. The Xiangyang Society is really powerful. With just one move, they have shattered our Yuhua Zhen Palace's top 30 groups."
"Who said it wasn't true? Some time ago, Ye Xiangyang took away 400 million yuan of the Fushou Club's working capital. How did they get this gambling money?"
"I regret it. Why didn't I buy Ye Xiangyang's victory?"
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The people below could not compare to the thirty Holy Sons' Guild presidents who opened the market in fear and worry; their cheeks turned green.
Each person was burdened with the huge account of 1.8 billion Xuanwu silver coins. 1.8 billion, this was an income that their entire group did not have combined. Even if they emptied their own money and sold them, they did not know whether they could be worth 1.8 billion.
At this time, no one can do anything but admit defeat. If you don't want to admit defeat, you can try it. Ye Xiangyang has the Rainbow Emperor on his side. If things really go wrong, dozens of emperors will come with a shout over there, and Yuhua Zhengong will not stand up for him.
These people looked at each other and went to prepare their own things.
Ye Xiangyang said with a smile: "Brothers who opened the market, prepare well. In three hours, you will go to Xiangyang Peak to settle the accounts."
As he spoke, he led the members of the Xiangyang Society into hiding in the space.
These people had bitter faces. Linghu Gaoliao was the fourth best master with superb skills. Who could have thought that Ye Xiangyang would win? This incident suddenly made these people dumbfounded.
Oh my god, 1.8 billion. Every group is 1.8 billion. How do we solve this problem
It is better to return to your own mountain and prepare. Even if you sell everything you have, you still cannot pay off your debts.
The members of these associations were like eggplants hit by frost, without any color at all, which was in stark contrast to when they were laughing and scolding the Xiangyang Association members as idiots earlier.
All members went to the mountain top of their group president to discuss how to return the 1.8 billion yuan to Ye Xiangyang.
Elder Cheng Tian laughed loudly: "Brother Peng, I won't be polite. I will gladly accept the nine-petal Ganoderma lucidum."
Having said this, he put the nine-petal Ganoderma lucidum into his pocket without any hesitation. Hehehe, it was easy for him to do things following Ye Xiangyang. The elixir that he had been thinking about for thousands of years finally belonged to him.
Peng Huarong's face turned dark. His apprentice had united so many people to punish Ye Xiangyang, but in the end, they had failed miserably. It was truly a complete failure. Now, not only had they failed to punish Ye Xiangyang, but every group was left with a mountain of debt. How should this matter be handled
Ps: Over the past period of time, the website technology has been shut down, and there have been problems between the website and the channel. New technology has been found, but I don’t know if it has been fully figured out yet, so there are abnormal updates. As an author, I still sincerely apologize to all my brothers.
All I can say is that I have updated everything, and as an author I am helpless at this time.
Today I will add another chapter to apologize to all the brothers. I sincerely say: "Brothers and sisters, I am sorry for causing you trouble during this period of time."
Time bows and hopes everyone will forgive me. As long as the website and channels are all good, Time will definitely make up for it.