As soon as Deacon Hong finished speaking, there was an immediate exclamation of exclamation.
"Zhao Zhao has actually reached the fourth level. He is called the number one in the Demon Elephant System. It is indeed not just a rumor."
"In comparison, Han Yong of Yunlei Sect is much worse."
"The geniuses Yunlei Sect cultivated this time are too weak!"
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The grievances between the deity-level sects are no secret here.
Everyone is from a god-level sect, and they all know everything about Zhao Zhao and Han Yong.
Han Yong's face was very ugly. He thought that Zhao Zhao was only at the peak of the third level, but he didn't expect that he had reached the fourth level.
As a result, he was under great pressure.
It doesn't matter if he loses, but people will say that Yunlei Sect is not as good as Demon Elephant Sect.
In fact, the two major sects have their own merits, but the Demonic Elephant Sect has developed rapidly in recent years and has a tendency to overtake the Yunlei Sect.
Therefore, Han Yong does not want to lose even more.
Zhao Zhao fell from mid-air, deliberately passed by Han Yong, and sneered: "Han Yong, I have broken through the fourth level. I know you are not convinced, so don't be lower than me!"
Han Yong's expression changed and he opened his mouth to refute, but he really didn't have much confidence.
It will be even more embarrassing if you are spouting big words now and fail to achieve it in a while.
"Don't worry, Brother Han will only be higher than you when he comes up, not lower than you." At this time, Ye Yuan suddenly said.
The three Zhao brothers and Han Yong were mortal enemies. He only wanted to show off his power to Han Yong when he came down, but he didn't notice that Ye Yuan was still here.
Hearing Ye Yuan's words, Zhao Zhao couldn't help but change his expression, and his eyes showed fear.
"Hmph! Just... just him? Don't I know how much he weighs?" Zhao Zhao raised his neck and argued.
He was afraid of Ye Yuan, but that didn't mean he was afraid of Han Yong.
After fighting for half his life, how could he still not know Han Yong's strength?
Ye Yuan said calmly: "This Yaoguang drum tests potential, not strength. Your strength is indeed stronger than him, but it does not mean that your potential is greater than him."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhao said disdainfully: "Just him? If he can surpass me, I will take off my head and let him play with it as a ball!"
Ye Yuan smiled and said: "That's not necessary. If he surpasses you, you can't call the Demon Elephant Sect three times in front of so many people! Do you dare?"
When Zhao Zhao heard Ye Yuan's words, he couldn't help but look stunned.
This was gambling with the sect's reputation, so he couldn't help but be cautious.
Seeing his appearance, Ye Yuan said calmly: "It seems that you don't have much confidence in yourself, so don't show off before they show up. There are many people who are better than you!"
Seeing that Ye Yuan had convinced Zhao Zhao with just a few words, Han Yong couldn't help but be very excited.
Of course he knew that he couldn't compete with Zhao Zhao, but he was very happy if he could defeat him.
Zhao Zhao sneered when he heard this: "Are you trying to provoke me? Do you think I will be so easily fooled?"
Ye Yuan smiled and said: "No matter if I am a strong general or not, you are a coward without courage! Is it because you don't dare to bet because you don't have confidence? You can tell me that if I lose to you, I will be in Shadow Moon
Commit suicide in front of Zongshan’s gate to apologize! But you don’t dare!”
Zhao Zhao's face turned extremely ugly. Of course you dare to say that!
How could a peerless genius who combined the laws of space and the laws of swords lose to himself?
This guy may be stronger than Duan Qinghong and Zhong Hanlin!
"Hahaha... You are really a coward. You don't even dare to agree to this! If you don't dare to agree, then go away and don't be embarrassed here! Level 4, isn't it amazing?" Han Yong also laughed.
Being despised by Ye Yuan, he felt that he had no temper.
But he couldn't stand being so despised by Han Yong.
"Han Yong, I bet, but do you dare? If you lose, you can't even call Yun Lei Zong three times! Do you have the guts?" Zhao Zhao sneered.
Han Yong looked suffocated when he heard this, as if something was stuck in his throat.
Zhao Zhao saw this and sneered at Ye Yuan: "Look, it's him who didn't do it, not me who didn't do it!"
When Han Yong heard this, he was furious, his forehead heated up, and he said: "Let's compete, who is afraid of whom?"
Zhao Zhao was shocked, but when he thought about it, there was no way he could lose to Han Yong. His face darkened and he said, "Okay, I want to see if you can really turn a chicken into a phoenix! In front of everyone
Face, I will make your Yunlei Sect lose all face."
The matter was settled like this, but Han Yong was pounding in his heart.
He really has no confidence in defeating Zhao Zhao.
"Ye Yuan, you are going too far! If Han Yong loses, he will be unable to lift his head in the Shadow Moon Sect and become the target of public criticism!" Yang Jiao said solemnly.
Obviously, he was angry.
Yang Miao and Han Yong had an irreconcilable relationship. When he saw Ye Yuan instigating this bet, he was very angry.
If Han Yong loses, the Yunlei people will completely despise him and regard him as a traitor to the sect. From now on, he will be isolated and helpless in the Shadow Moon Sect. This is not just as simple as shouting three times.
The subsequent impact was too great.
To put it bluntly, this bet may directly ruin Han Yong's future.
Moreover, Yang Jiao really couldn't see that Han Yong had any hope of victory.
Ye Yuan taught Han Yong the method, but Yang Jiao was also very unfavorable.
If a casual teacher can defy heaven, wouldn't the Shadow Moon Sect's assessment become a joke?
Hearing this, Ye Yuan smiled and said: "You have to think about it the other way round. If Han Yong wins, Brother Zhao Zhao will not be able to hold his head high in the Shadow Moon Sect in the future."
At this moment, a handyman disciple shouted loudly: "Next, Han Yong!"
Han Yong's expression changed, his legs seemed to have taken root, and he did not dare to step out.
When Zhao Zhao saw this scene, he was even more convinced that Han Yong couldn't do it!
Originally, Han Yong was not as good as him.
Ye Yuan patted Han Yong's shoulder gently and said with a smile: "Remember, use the method I taught you to play the drum, and you will not lose."
Han Yong felt a little nervous and said, "Is this... really possible?"
Ye Yuan nodded calmly.
Now that he was riding a tiger and it was difficult to get off, Han Yong knew that there was no way out. He raised his heart and jumped up to the high altitude.
Han Yong suddenly turned around, his back facing Yaoguang Gu, and his abdomen became more and more bulging.
When everyone saw this scene, their faces became extremely exciting.
Zhao Zhao's face turned red and he laughed loudly: "Hahaha... I'm really laughing to death! This guy doesn't want to use his fart to beat the Yaoguang drum, right?"
Baili Qingyan's face turned red and she couldn't help but turn away.
Down below, there were also waves of ridicule.
Yang Jiao turned livid with anger and asked Ye Yuandao: "Is this the idea you gave him? Do you want him to become the laughing stock of the world?"
puff……
Before Yang Hao could finish his words, a loud fart could be heard clearly throughout the square.
However, before everyone's smiles could fade away, a louder drumbeat was heard!