Wang Qing's past status is not important. A group of old guys know very well that Wang Qing may win an unprecedented opportunity for them next.
"If you win this battle, you will marry the Xiling tribe immediately after you return. In the future, our tribe will be your solid backing and fully support you in inheriting the next generation of King Qingyang!" The leader of the Xiling tribe said with an unsubtle smile.
The rhetoric made several of Wang Qing's elders extremely excited.
Wang Qing himself was also looking forward to it. He smiled proudly and strode towards the clearing.
Yang Di has been waiting there for a long time, with an indifferent expression, holding the dim iron sword calmly, like a ruthless assassin brewing a coquettish bloody firework.
Wang Qing stopped tens of meters away. Although he could not wait to take action, he still did not dare to forget the instructions given by the Xiling tribe's seniors.
According to the instructions of the senior of the Xiling tribe, before the fight, he needs to deal with it first to lock in the chips in advance for victory.
"I will not fight against unknown people, so before the fight, we..." As soon as Wang Qing came on the stage, he was ready to make big demands.
"Then you can get out!" Before he could finish speaking, Yang Di interrupted him with a rough and cold voice.
"Hahaha!"
Xu Bai and the others were making fun of him. The boss was really bad. The young prince clearly had some important points left unsaid. As a result, he choked him as soon as he started to think about it.
Wang Qing really felt that he had lost all face. His face was ashen and he gritted his teeth and said: "Boy, I will make you pay for your arrogance!"
Seeing that Wang Qing was already irritated and forgot what he should do, several elders of the Xiling tribe looked at each other, and one of them quickly winked at the elders from the Qingyang Palace.
The elders of the Qingyang Prince's Mansion understood, and someone immediately stood up and shouted seriously: "You have been setting the conditions for many of the rules of this battle just now. Since you demand that life and death are not limited, then naturally we should also have some stance.
In short, the defeated side will leave everything to its opponent, can you object?"
The attitude of this royal clan elder was quite strong, but his words moved powerful people from all sides. The old man had obviously cunningly made the restrictions that the Xiling clan and Qingyang Palace wanted.
Behind all of that is the real interest that the Xiling tribe and the Qingyang Palace want.
However, this is basically the current thinking of all parties, so it is impossible for anyone to stand up and comment on right and wrong, because they will do the same when it is their turn. That kid's life is worthless in the eyes of all parties. What is truly valuable
It's the creation of him.
On the Dharma boat, Elder Lu Jie and others frowned. These people were becoming more and more shameless, and their sinister intentions were blatantly reached to this point.
"This is what he needs to face, and it cannot be avoided." The master of Yukong said calmly.
Everyone knows some things, but saying it won't change anything because those people won't admit it.
Yang Di reacted coldly to the old guy's cunning conditions. He raised his head, glanced at it, and said sarcastically: "What exactly do you want? You might as well make a list. This will be more direct!"
"Boy, what are you talking about? I'm just arguing from the standpoint of this battle. And I never said that this rule only applies to our people. If you win, you can also enjoy everything that the loser has, and the weak will eat the strong.
, this is an eternal truth!”
The elder of the Prince of Qingyang's palace turned green with anger, his face was fierce, and he barked a lot like a barking dog, but his core intention was to seize everything from Yang Di.
"Okay, where is all this nonsense? Seeing as you are so shameless, I will do as you wish. As long as I can win, I can take everything away!" Yang Di waved his hand impatiently and stated his position calmly.
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In fact, these are not important anymore. They cannot lose this battle, because according to the agreement between Master Yukong and all parties, if he loses, it will actually be equivalent to losing everything, including freedom of movement.
Hearing Yang Di's personal promise, not only the Xiling tribe and the Qingyang Palace, but also the strong men from all sides were extremely happy.
Things have progressed to this point, and they are finally getting what they want.
"Boy, you said this yourself, if I..." Shaohou Wang Qing, who was the first to be qualified to fight, was even more ecstatic, his eyes full of fighting spirit, and wanted to win this victory as quickly as possible.
puff!
However, before the young prince could finish his words, his body was already stiff, and his words stopped abruptly as a blood flower was stirred up.
"If I... if... if... such as..." Wang Qing's pupils dilated, something seemed to be blocked in his throat, his voice was hoarse, and his tone gradually became weaker.
The eyes of everyone present had already froze, because in the blink of an eye, they suddenly discovered that there was a blade on the back of Wang Qing's neck, and blood was dripping from it.
The blade was stained with rust, the material was extremely poor, and it had no brilliance at all, but at this moment it had become the symbol of death.
It penetrated from the throat and came out from the back of the neck.
A sword seals the throat, a fatal blow!
In the end, Wang Qing was unable to finish his words. His pupils began to dilate and his vitality quickly passed away.
The man standing in front of him quickly retracted his iron sword, glanced at the body lying on the ground, and said coldly: "There is no if!"
These four simple words were so resonant that the scene was completely silent.
Just now, no one would have thought that this battle would end so quickly, so fast that it seemed unreal, as if everything had changed in the blink of an eye.
Very few people at the scene saw clearly how Yang Di took action, but everyone saw the look in Wang Qing's eyes when he fell to the ground.
That look in his eyes was full of shock, fear, unwillingness and confusion. He didn't understand how he lost his life until his death.
"ah!"
"Young Master!"
After a while, several clan elders and a group of attendants from the Qingyang Palace were the first to react, and then they went crazy.
They also screamed in terror, going crazy and rushing forward to avenge their young master.
However, before these people could move, an invisible force enveloped them, restricting their movements.
That power comes from the ancestors of the Xiling tribe.
"Senior..." A group of people from Qingyang Palace looked at him in horror.
"Okay, Wang Qing has been defeated, there is no need to say anything more." The ancestor of the Xiling tribe said calmly.
After hearing this, both the people from the Qingyang Palace and the elders of the Xiling tribe were full of unwillingness and anger.
For them, not only did they lose an important disciple, but they also lost an excellent opportunity.
At the same time, this is also a great humiliation for the Xiling tribe and the Qingyang Marquis Mansion!
However, as the ancestor said, Wang Qing has been defeated, he died, and the battle is settled.
According to the previous agreement between the parties, even if they are angry, they can't change anything. With the senior officials of the Fairy Academy present and a Demon Lord secretly looking down, it is impossible for them to seek revenge on that boy.
For all parties involved, Wang Qing's death brought them mixed joy and sorrow. They were happy that the opportunity was still there, but worried about the way Wang Qing died in battle.
To be precise, Wang Qing did not die in battle, but was completely killed by someone else. The young prince had no room for resistance at all, and he didn't even know how to die. It can be said that he died in a cowardly manner.
At the same time, this also confirmed from the side that the strength of that brat was beyond imagination, at least much stronger than his superficial cultivation.
Wang Qing has the third level of cultivation in the Nine Realms and is also a disciple of the Holy Academy. He can still resist a few attacks no matter how bad the situation is, but the reality is a bit unacceptable.
"Who is this kid? His sword is so fast!" an older person said with fear.
"Not only is it fast, but it is also extremely ruthless. The Qingyang Gangqi of the Qingyang Hou Mansion is quite prestigious and has always been known for its powerful defense. However, at that moment, the Qingyang Gangqi that the young lord master's body developed independently has not yet formed. The effective shield was penetrated by the opponent's iron sword!"
"Could it be that there is a mystery in that iron sword? Otherwise, how could an eighth-level monk have such fierce fighting power!"
Many powerful people are speaking out secretly. For all parties that send their descendants to participate in the war, Wang Qing's death is a dangerous signal and also brings uneasiness.
At the same time, some elders were also dismayed by Yang Di's methods, and immediately used the topic to play on the topic. An old man from the Tian Clan looked ugly and clasped his fists at Yukong Academy Master and others: "This boy has a cruel heart. No matter what, Wang Qing is a member of both academies." As a formal disciple, he could have defeated him in one fell swoop, but he never gave Wang Qing the slightest chance to survive. This is definitely not a sign of caring about the friendship between his fellow disciples!"
"Perhaps in his eyes, he is a member of the Immortal Academy, and the disciples in the Holy Academy are not his senior brothers at all."
"This is clearly a provocation to the Holy Court!"
"If there are seniors from the Holy Academy here, they will never sit idly by and ignore it!"
Many people added fuel to the fire, took the opportunity to add insult to injury, smeared Yang Di, and even tried to establish him as a public enemy of the Holy Academy with ulterior motives. There was a vague sense of inciting discord between the two chambers.
At the same time, young people from various ethnic groups who were practicing in the Holy Academy also stood up and spoke at the right time, accusing Yang Di of being too harsh.
But regarding these, Master Yukong seemed to have not seen it, and a group of elders from Tianxian Dean also reacted calmly, not even bothering to pay attention.
Afterwards, they did not need to explain anything to the Holy Academy. Similarly, if a disciple of the Immortal Academy died, the Tianxian Academy would also remain silent.
For a long time, the two courtyards have been more of a platform for further study for many young people. Many people are very selfish, and some even have great ambitions to spread their branches within the two courtyards.
These high-level officials of the two academies have long been commonplace. Generally speaking, unless they are relatively loyal disciples or lay practitioners, the two academies have always only sought the welfare of everyone in a general direction and rarely interfered with personal grudges.
As for Yang Di himself, he even retorted with a sneer: "I said that those who decide to fight must be prepared to fight me to the death. Do you really think this is a joke?"
Faced with this provocation, all parties were filled with hatred. Many people could see that this kid killed Wang Qing with one move, clearly demonstrating to them.
However, Yang Di did much more than that. Looking at the body lying on the ground in a pool of blood, he showed no mercy. Instead, he stepped forward indifferently and took away everything of value from the other party.
Immediately, Yang Di turned over his hand and took out a jade bead from Wang Qing's Xumi bag. The thing exuded a good wave of waves, and its interior could be traced like a seal.
Jade talisman beads!
A highly lethal magic weapon that can be used only a limited number of times, but is extremely powerful. It looks a bit like a disposable talisman, but the internal seal is often more powerful, and its actions are more obscure.
According to Yang Di's estimation, this thing is at least a fourth-level jade talisman bead, activated by an early stage monk of the Nine Realms. If it is unexpected, it is possible to severely damage a peak monk of the Nine Realms, and the higher the level of cultivation, the more effective it will be.
amazing!
"It's more appropriate for you to use this for self-protection!" Yang Di naturally threw it to Mansha behind him, then looked at the ancestor of the Xiling tribe and grinned: "Such a good thing, in this era,
It should be impossible to make it. Unfortunately, the young master was slow to respond and failed to show its usefulness. Let us sister make good use of it in the future, thank you!"
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the ancestor of the Xiling tribe, this little bastard dared to tease even himself.
"Let him be proud for a while first, and when Su Lei goes to fight, he will definitely know how powerful he is!" Several elders of the Xiling tribe also gritted their teeth with hatred.