Hearing these three words, everyone was stunned. Only then did they realize that it turned out that Yang Ye, who was in the eighth level of true spirit realm, had been slapped. Instead of taking the initiative to attack, he had been avoiding Shen Lang. There was a reason for this.
But what they couldn't figure out was, what secret did Yang Ye discover on Shen Lang? How could he be so frightened?
"Not bad!" Faced with Yang Ye's guess, Shen Lang didn't bother to hide it. He raised his arm generously and said, "I just have a big killing move in my hand. I can kill you with one move."
"Deacon Qin! Look at the way he has his hands behind his back! He clearly wants to use that big killing move to plot against me!" Yang Ye said uneasily.
Deacon Qin glanced at Yang Ye helplessly, thinking why is this girl so cowardly?
"Those who come to participate in the Qingyun Martial Arts Competition are using all their means. Who doesn't have a few tricks? Even if he deliberately puts his hands behind his back, it is still his tactic. Brother Yang, please don't be rude and make trouble, and use this to delay
Everyone’s time.” Deacon Qin said.
"I..." Yang Ye was so angry that he shouted at the top of his lungs: "I suspect that his ultimate move violated the rules of the game."
"Oh? May I ask which one of the rules of the game was violated?" Shen Lang asked back.
"How do I know? I said I was just suspicious..." Yang Ye gritted his teeth and said, "Do you dare to show me the move first?"
"Then I still doubt that you didn't take your medicine when you went out today." Shen Lang sneered: "Why should I show it to you first? Is there something wrong with your brain?"
As soon as these words came out, people burst into laughter again.
"I have seen cowards before, but this is the first time I have seen someone as cowardly as Yang Ye." A disciple in Tsing Yi said: "Let the other party show him the trick first so that he can be prepared? Why?
So childish?"
"What kind of place does he think this is? Is it possible that Qingyun Huiwu's martial arts arena should be regarded as a martial arts arena in his home? Is he a fool to be a young master? Why didn't he just say, let Shen Lang give him more, and directly ask
Did he admit defeat?"
At this time, not only the Qingyun disciples, but also the highly respected and respected experts in the Kongming Realm could not stand it anymore.
"Is this little guy here to make a joke?" Master Qingye of Changqing Peak poured a glass of wine and was too lazy to care about such junior matters. He just looked at Master Chixiao and said with a smile: "Brother Chixiao,
Next time you can warn your disciples that Qingyun Martial Arts is not a funny place."
The corners of Chixiao's mouth twitched, and his face looked very ugly, but before he could say anything to refute, the head of the Xia family suddenly said: "Well, speaking of which, I have always thought that the prodigal boy is usually quite timid, but today I have seen it.
It turns out that the disciples of Chixiao Peak are really cowardly! If a soldier is a coward, he will be a coward in his entire family."
"Old Ghost Xia!" Master Chixiao slapped the stone table in front of him and said angrily: "What do you mean by this!"
"It's not interesting, I'm just telling the truth." The head of the Xia family casually picked his ears with his little finger, imitating the tone of Master Chixiao at a certain moment before, and deliberately said: "Xia, I have bad taste, and the husband I chose for my daughter is also a bit bad.
He has become a talented person, but he is still somewhat courageous. He has the same demeanor as I did back then. Even though he knew that his cultivation was not strong, he still did things without flinching. But your apprentice..."
Family Master Xia looked at Master Chi Xiao's increasingly livid face and continued: "Tsk, tsk, by the way, what did your disciple say just now? How many moves do you need to defeat Shen Lang? Why doesn't he use any moves?"
"Hmph!" Master Chixiao shook his sleeves, "The game is not over yet, the winner has not been decided, why are you so proud? The fun is all behind!"
After saying this, he ignored everyone and didn't even care about the dignity and face of the Lord of the Peak. He stood up and shouted to Yang Ye in the martial arts arena: "You bastard! Hit me quickly! In a Qi Refining Realm monk
What's the point of shrinking in front of others? Isn't it embarrassing enough?"
"Master, I..." Yang Ye grimaced.
In fact, you really can't blame him for being too cowardly. If he met any of the true disciple candidates among the Seven Peaks at this time, he would not be so scrupulous. After all, he has no grudges against others, even if he meets his opponent's
No matter what the killer move, the opponent will definitely stop it at the critical moment, so as not to hurt him too seriously.
But Shen Lang will definitely not hold back on him...
"He only has the cultivation level of Qi Refining Realm! What killing moves can he have?" Master Chixiao looked at Yang Ye's cowardly look and said with a livid face: "Idiot, do you understand psychological tactics? He is just a paper tiger.
, to scare you on purpose!”
"Psychological tactics?" Yang Ye was stunned and carefully reviewed what happened in the past ten days.
It has to be said that Shen Lang's strange behavior in the past ten days did make him quite anxious. He vaguely felt that Shen Lang should not be unprepared for Qingyun Huiwu, so he determined that Shen Lang must have prepared a special big event.
Killing move.
But if you think about it from another angle, what if Shen Lang had already known that he was spying on Bihu Xiaozhu and deliberately ate, drank and had fun for him to see?
"Is this a trick on his part? He deliberately made me suspicious of him, and then pretended to be confident of victory on the stage, and claimed that he would give me a hand. These are all traps? The purpose is
To scare me?" Thinking of this possibility, when Yang Ye looked at Shen Lang again, he suddenly felt that the guy's smile became hateful...
"What an insidious and cunning drama queen! You dare to play tricks on me! You'll die!" Thinking about his previous cowardice, Yang Ye almost went crazy. He didn't even bother to use any probing moves anymore, and just flipped his hands.
He drew out his sword and used his best sword skills to kill Shen Lang.
It has to be said that Yang Ye's strength is quite good. With just three moves, he forced Shen Lang back continuously and was completely at a disadvantage.
"Hey, I finally have some courage!" Shen Lang retreated and casually said to the incense in the distance that was about to burn out: "It seems that you are qualified to let me use my right hand."
"You still want to scare me into delaying time? You will lose before the incense burns out!" Yang Ye looked extremely cold.
Bloody night hangs!
The bloody long sword is held high, like a falling sunset hanging high in the sky. The setting sun represents twilight and the end. This sword also represents determination and death. This is Yang Ye's strongest move. Many opponents see the sunset.
I can no longer see the rising sun of tomorrow...
Shen Lang faced the streaks of bloody light and squinted his eyes slightly. He thought, this move is really gorgeous and beautiful. Then, he calmly stretched out his right hand, and gradually spread out the five fingers that were clenched into a fist.
...
When Shen Lang's fingers slowly opened, and all the answers were about to be revealed, Yang Ye felt nervous and vigilant for a moment, staring at Shen Lang's hand. He wanted to know what exactly Shen Lang was holding.
What trump card was he holding, but he saw...
There is nothing in Shen Lang's hands!
"Nothing! Sure enough, he was playing tricks on me earlier!" Yang Ye suddenly became angrier, and the sword in his hand became even stronger.
But at the moment when the knife fell, Shen Lang's mind moved, and complex lines immediately appeared on the white palm...