Wu Zili was speechless. He was saying that no one was optimistic about Feng Qingyang just a second ago, but just as he finished speaking, an old man popped out from nowhere and placed a huge bet on Feng Qingyang.
Seeing this, Feng Qingyang smiled, looked at the somewhat embarrassed Wu Zili and said: "It's not that they don't think highly of me, but they really don't have the capital!"
Hearing this, Wu Zili's heart was suddenly filled with shock. He seemed to have heard something from Feng Qingyang's words. There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, but they were also filled with murderous intent.
If Feng Qingyang hadn't been a zombie, perhaps the two of them could still be friends. It's a pity that people with different ideals cannot work together. They each have their own path, and when their paths intersect, one of them must fall in order to move forward.
The three people on the cliff of Tiandu Peak are all extraordinary. Is the fact that they can gather here an invisible arrangement of fate, or... is it destined that there will be such a day
The shouts of betting could be heard from below, while the three people above were engaged in a special contest where no one could lose, yet they had to lose.
"Lu Xun..."
Suddenly, Feng Qingyang raised his head and shouted loudly, his red hair flying, covering his pair of red pupils hidden under his hair, which were filled with hatred, madness, and a fight to the death!
"How is it?" Lu Xun, who was far ahead of the two of them, suddenly lowered his head and asked Feng Qingyang. He still looked so calm and as if it had nothing to do with him, as if nothing in the world could cause the slightest fluctuation in his mind.
Feng Qingyang pointed at him with one free hand, and his flying red hair was blown back by the wind, revealing a pair of murderous eyes.
"Believe it or not, I can surpass you in half an incense stick of time!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Wu Zili's face suddenly changed, and his eyes flashed with resentment. He looked at Feng Qingyang in disbelief, with countless thoughts flashing through his mind.
And below, the originally noisy crowd suddenly became quiet.
There was no other sound except the rapid breathing of the crowd at the bottom of the Tiandu Peak. Even the honest Lu Zhishen's brain fell into a brief blank.
One stick of incense? Half a stick of incense? How long is half a stick of incense? Lu Xun is several hundred meters taller than him!
After a brief silence, a loud noise suddenly erupted from the mountainside, and all kinds of endless insults echoed between heaven and earth.
"Arrogant..."
"How outrageous..."
"I... did I hear wrongly?"
Everyone looked at each other, their eyes first filled with horror, then turned into ridicule and resentment.
Hearing this, Lu Xun's expression remained unchanged, but in fact, there were ripples in his heart. Looking at Feng Qingyang's determined eyes, for some reason, he didn't want to meet his gaze and could only raise his head to the sky.
"Have you seen the full moon on Tiandu Peak?" Lu Xun suddenly answered after a long time.
Hearing this, everyone followed his gaze towards the sky, only to see that the dark night sky was filled with dark clouds, and the moon had long since disappeared away.
Everyone was speechless, not knowing what Lu Xun wanted to express.
Only the Heavenly Demon Prince, Old Man Hou at the side of the mountain, and Lu Zhishen and others understood what he said.
There is no moon behind the clouds!
But there is light on the mountainside, a layer of bright light like the moonlight, which appears so dazzling in the night sky, just like the morning star in the night sky. All the brilliance will be eclipsed by him, because he is the only shining star.
And the full moon he was talking about was not the bright moon in the sky, but himself!
Feng Qingyang lowered his head and pondered for a moment. The moment Lu Xun said that, he already understood his intention.
"You said... How can a firefly compete with the bright moon?" Lu Xun continued without turning his head.
"Why do all the stars surround the moon?"
Seeing Feng Qingyang didn't answer, Lu Xun smiled and asked, "How can a tiny pearl shine so brightly?"
"How can you surpass me in just one stick of incense?"
"What qualifications do you have to say such things?"
"Just because you're a zombie?"
Every word Lu Xun said was heart-piercing. It could be said that he had never said so many words since he started participating in the competition, and when Feng Qingyang spoke so boldly.
His heart was moved; his emotions were angry!
He was angry, thinking that he had become Feng Qingyang's stepping stone with the title of Taixuan's number one, and that he had been so wronged to have lost two thousand disciples of the sect in the early stage of foundation building at his hands.
Finally—his heart was no longer calm. Every word he spoke was like a poisonous arrow shot by a skilled woman, and each sentence pierced Feng Qingyang's already wounded heart.
The noisy crowd below quieted down again. They were not fools. Are those who could break through to the initial stage of foundation building before their bone age reached 50 really that stupid
Lu Xun smiled. Looking at Feng Qingyang's increasingly gloomy face, he was very happy. He felt as if he had finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole body seemed to be much more relaxed.
He is a peerless spiritual body that appears rarely in ten thousand years. Before he was twenty-five years old, he was already in the middle stage of foundation building, and even reached the peak of foundation building. He is a child of destiny, a child of destiny that is one in ten thousand.
However, he suffered a loss at the hands of Feng Qingyang, which made him fall into the lowest point of his life and almost go astray. If someone from Taixuan Sect had not come to his aid at the critical moment, Lu Xun would have fallen into endless killing and become a real demon.
"Tell me... How can you surpass me in half an incense stick?" He asked calmly. No one knew how much anger, unwillingness, and murderous intent were hidden under his calm appearance.
The Crown Prince of the Tianyao Sect, Wu Zili, who was standing by, shuddered suddenly. It wasn't that he was afraid of Lu Xun. They were both chosen ones by heaven and there wasn't much difference in their strength.
What he was afraid of was Lu Xun's scheming. He had never thought that Lu Xun, who was the most favored person in the world, would speak like this. But it also reflected from the side how arrogant he was, but behind the arrogance was endless darkness.
In life, especially for those who practice Taoism, what they strive for is to comprehend the Way of Heaven, to chase after immortality, and to have a free mind. Even if one is cut off from breathing and bleeds everywhere, one must suppress all darkness in the heart and then transform oneself into a perfect person who shines like light. What a strong mind this requires!
In the void, the man shrouded in chaos had a gleam of light in his eyes. He stared at Lu Xun, who had a calm face, and seemed to have guessed something in his heart.
"What a great Taixuan Sect!" he muttered to himself, and then returned to chaos again.
Feng Qingyang was silent. He looked silently at Lu Xun above him, the favored man of heaven who was still shining in the night sky. He suddenly grinned.
"Why? Why do you say I should?"
As he spoke, he retracted the nails on his hands into his body and said quietly, "Don't you know that a single spark can start a prairie fire? Don't you know that a sparrow can also have the ambition of a swan?"
"Even ants try to survive, and a grain of rice is also a pearl. Why do you think I can survive?"
"You will definitely be defeated by me today!"