"Don't worry." Yang Yuntian laughed and said, "I'm really looking forward to the Battle of Chifeng in three days. At that time, you and I can go to watch the battle together. One disciple from the sub-sect and one from the side disciple, this is a focus in itself.
ah."
Yang Yuntian's concept is different from Liu Hailin's.
Yang Yuntian focuses on free-range and free-range breeding. What he focuses on is a kind of natural release for his disciples. But Liu Hailin is different. Liu Hailin likes to use rules to restrain his disciples and let them move within the rules. No one is allowed to cross the rules.
Now that Yang Yuntian has spoken, the second elder Liu Hailin can't say anything and can only agree.
The alchemy competition has come to an end.
Crazy Liu became the biggest winner this year.
Liu Wenjun turned and left with a touch of disdain.
When Chen Long was about to leave, Guo Yi took a step forward and said, "Bitch, did I tell you to leave?"
"You, what do you want to do?" Chen Long panicked.
"I'm willing to admit defeat, don't you understand?" Guo Yi stood in front of Chen Long, a strange smile appeared on his face, and said: "I bet a thousand spirit stones. According to the compensation standard of the bet, you
You want to return me 110,000 spiritual stones."
Chen Long gritted his teeth: "Didn't Senior Brother Liu just say that today's bet is void? It doesn't count."
Guo Yi laughed and said, "If he says it's invalid, then it's invalid? I don't believe it."
"Guo Yi, don't bully others too much." Chen Long roared.
"What, you still want to hit me?" Guo Yi asked.
"I am a disciple of the Zimen, what do you want from a mere disciple of the Zimen?" Chen Long looked at Guo Yi coldly, with a strange smile on his face: "Yu Qing, you have to respect me; Yu Li, you
You can’t beat me either.”
"I won't fight you either." Guo Yi shook his head and said, "I just want you to pay."
"It doesn't cost you money, it costs your life." Chen Long snorted coldly.
Guo Yi frowned and said, "In that case, don't blame me for being rude."
"What do you want?" Chen Long looked at Guo Yi in panic.
Chen Long stepped back step by step, a hint of timidity flashed in his eyes.
As a disciple of the Zimen, how could he not know how powerful Guo Yi was? When Guo Yi defeated the Meridian disciples as a disciple of the side sect, the news spread throughout the Tiandao Palace, almost making people feel extremely shocked and surprised. And
How could Chen Long not know?
"If you don't give me the money, then I will charge some interest first." Guo Yi walked slowly towards Chen Long.
"What interest?" Chen Long asked.
"Break off one of your arms." Guo Yi sneered.
Chen Long's face suddenly turned pale. He was too panicked to speak. However, thinking that Guo Yi was just a partial disciple, he mustered up the courage in his heart and said: "Break my arm? It's really a big statement. I'm dignified."
How would a disciple of the Zimen be afraid of a partial ant like you?"
The side door is the lowest level of Tiandao Palace.
Zimen is the most outstanding and elite disciple of Tiandao Palace.
In the eyes of the disciples of the sub-sect, the disciples of the partial sect are like ants, posing no threat at all.
"Kill him, kill him!"
"Cripple him!"
Most of the people in the audience are high-sect disciples. The so-called high-sect disciples are disciples above the Si sect. These disciples can obtain more resources. Coming to observe the alchemy competition is also a resource. The lower-level disciples want to come.
Not even qualified.
Now, Guo Yi has offended the public and dared to humiliate high-ranking disciples. Naturally, everyone will not give up.
"Break the legs of the eccentric disciples."
"Kill him and wash away your humiliation with his blood."
The voices from the audience became louder and louder, and the voices from the audience made Chen Long feel his blood boiling.
"Boy!" Chen Long sneered and said, "Did you hear that? Everyone in the audience is calling for your death. Today, I will never let you leave here alive."
Guo Yi stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes fluttering, his long hair dancing in the wind, and he had a heroic spirit.
Not far away, Su Chenshuang looked at Guo Yi. Unknowingly, there was a complicated look in her eyes.
This guy knows how to be cool.
Su Chenshuang thought to herself!
Chen Long became more and more confident and brave amid the crowd's cries. He drew out his sword: "Boy, die!"
After saying this, Chen Long moved his right foot and quickly rushed towards Guo Yi.
After all, he is a disciple of the sect, and his speed is extremely fast.
Whoosh!
I saw a white light flashing towards Guo Yi.
In the eyes of everyone, Chen Long's speed was indeed extremely fast, but under Guo Yi's consciousness, Chen Long's speed was extremely slow.
Guo Yi slowly raised his right hand.
"Certainly!"
Guo Yi scolded.
In an instant, the whole world seemed to freeze.
Boom!
Then, an unexpected scene appeared for everyone. A full ten meters away from Guo Yi, Chen Long suddenly fell down, and his body hit the wooden viewing platform heavily. The person collapsed instantly.
The whole place fell silent.
After a long time, someone said: "Zimen disciple Chen Long was defeated?"
"Failed!" Others nodded.
With just one move, Chen Long was defeated.
As the best and most elite disciple, he failed to make a single move in the hands of a partial disciple. This... is simply a shame!
A group of senior disciples were dumbfounded.
"What's going on?"
"So defeated?"
"Where are the people? Are they dead or not?"
People watching the excitement always only care about whether the excitement is exciting, and never care about whether the person is alive or not. They hope that Chen Long can fight more excitingly and let everyone watch it. As for whether Chen Long is dead or alive, they don't care.
Splinters of wood fell to the floor.
dusty.
The wind blew and the dust dispersed. Guo Yi's face did not change at all from the beginning to the end, but his black hair was flying in the wind.
thump!
Chen Long climbed up from under the viewing platform and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Guo Yizheng was about to step forward, but Su Chenshuang hurriedly stopped Guo Yi: "That's enough, are you really planning to kill him?"
"Do you want to protect him?" Guo Yi asked.
"That's right." Su Chenshuang stood in front of Guo Yi and said, "If you kill him, you will be kicked out of the sect. I don't want you to be kicked out."
"What if I have to kill him?" Guo Yi looked at Su Chenshuang coldly.
"I will never allow it!" Su Chenshuang shook her head.
Guo Yi raised his hand and waved. Su Chenshuang was pushed far away.
Chu Feiyun hurriedly supported Su Chenshuang: "Oh, senior sister."
Guo Yi walked up to Chen Long and said, "I said I would charge a little interest, so no one can stop me."
"What do you want to do?" Chen Long was already injured and his face was not good, but after being hit by Guo Yi, his face became even more pale. He shrank back.
"Do you need me to repeat what I just said?" Guo Yi stepped forward.
