Soon, Wan Zhangqing was defeated, but the personal disciple was determined to kill Wan Zhangqing and had no intention of retreating.
Wan Zhangqing was still begging for mercy. He originally wanted to see how he practiced, but now this kind of life-and-death scene has occurred.
"Senior Brother, you won, I lost." Wan Zhangqing said.
But the personal disciple did not listen to Wan Zhangqing's words at all.
Only when the two sides reconcile the competition can they end. If the disciples refuse to follow, they will be helpless.
With a bang, the fist of the personal disciple finally fell on Wan Zhangqing's body.
Then Wan Zhangqing was knocked out and vomited blood in his mouth, which seemed to be in a serious condition.
At this time, the personal disciple raised his hand and signaled that he was the winner.
Wan Zhangqing's face was pale, she got up from the ground, reached out to cover her stomach, and walked off the stage.
Long Yang was a little dissatisfied when he saw it around. He wanted to stand up for the battle. As long as one party begs for mercy, he could stop it. However, the disciple who was in charge of his own was determined to kill someone.
Then Long Yang stepped onto the stage, looked at the disciple who was in charge and said, "Someone begged for you just now, why didn't you respond?"
The personal disciple was stunned for a moment. He knew Long Yang was powerful, but he was not afraid. This was the Dan Palace. Whoever was unreasonable would die.
"I didn't hear it." The personal disciple looked arrogant.
Long Yang's face looked ugly in an instant. Looking at this person, he knew that this person was obviously going to kill Wan Zhangqing, but he also knew that a personal disciple would not have such courage, and there would be someone to support him later.
And that person must be from the sect.
Then the personal disciple ignored Long Yang and turned around and left.
Long Yang had no choice. This was not that simple, but he had to find out what happened, then walked down from the stage, went to Wan Zhangqing, took out a pill and handed it over.
"This thing can restore your body."
Wan Zhangqing glanced at Long Yang, and was a little moved. He took it. After taking it, a hot feeling on his body and a warm current flowed in his body. The injuries he had suffered were slowly recovering.
At this time, the personal disciple just now walked to Guo Caifeng.
"Senior brother, it's done."
Guo Caifeng smiled gloomyly and said, "I did a good job."
Then Guo Caifeng looked at Long Yang with a ferocious expression on his face and murmured: "Long Yang, I will start with the people next to you first and see what you do."
At this moment, on other arenas, the formal disciples who had followed Longyang all the way were treated unfairly. They were targeted by their personal disciples. Except for a few, everyone else was defeated and was severely humiliated.
Long Yang saw these things and was even more angry. He was dissatisfied and wanted to seek justice for these formal disciples and then walked onto the stage.
At this time, another official disciple wanted to ask for forgiveness, but was pressed by the personal disciple and could not do anything at all.
Boom, the personal disciple knocked the official disciple to the ground with one punch.
Long Yang couldn't bear it anymore and stopped walking towards the elders' platform. Instead, he went up and stood in front of the formal disciple who was falling to the ground.
When the opponent saw Long Yang coming up, he frowned. Long Yang was famous, and he was a little afraid.
Then the personal disciple immediately turned around and called Fat Elder.
Soon, the fat elder came over.
The man immediately spoke to the fat elder, "Elder, this person breaks into our competition, and seems to be trying to interfere with the competition."
Then the fat elder looked at Long Yang: "What are you going to do?"
Long Yang was very respectful: "Elder, my brother said he had surrendered just now, but this man was aggressive and attacked with all his strength, trying to kill my brother."
The man immediately replied, "Elder, don't listen to him, how could I do that?"
The fat elder had been in other places just now, and didn't know what was going on here. He saw that the two of them had their own opinions and were difficult to judge, and then asked the audience around him.
"What happened here just now?"
The audience around them shook their heads. They were all smart people and were unwilling to offend anyone.
"have no idea."
Long Yang looked at the people around him and his eyes turned red. The audience was talking lies with their eyes open. Just now, his brother was loud and could be heard by everyone.
At this time, the formal disciple standing behind Long Yang covered his chest, his face pale, and whispered to Long Yang: "Brother, let's forget about this, I lost."
He didn't want to cause trouble for Long Yang.
"No." Long Yang immediately spoke.
At this moment, Long Yang was very violent, waiting for the disciple who passed on his own, and said angrily: "I'll give me an explanation today."
The personal disciple looked at Long Yang, snorted, and said, "Long Yang, do you still have the rules of the Dan Palace in your eyes? I am a personal disciple, you are a formal disciple, what qualifications do you have to talk to me like this? If you count the qualifications, you have to call me a senior brother. Also, please don't slander my personality, I can't do anything that bullies the weak."
"Qualification? Personal disciple, formal disciple? Are you proud because of this identity? I remember that I didn't want to participate in this so-called competition, but now, I have changed my mind. Since you think you have a higher status than formal disciples, I will break your dreams now." Long Yang said with a smile, his eyes were like a torch, and his murderous intention was already very strong.
At this moment, Long Yang became really angry, and then he walked closer to his relatives and disciples.
The personal disciple was very scared because Long Yang was full of murderous aura, but he was not afraid. In full view of everyone, he believed that Long Yang would not dare to take action.
Long Yang walked to the disciple and whispered: "I really want to know who the person behind you is? Tell me!"
The body of the personal disciple trembled, stared at Long Yang with wide eyes, and said nothing.
Long Yang looked at him and sneered, saying, "You can do it if you don't say it, I will find it."
The disciple's legs were weak at this moment, and the murderous aura released from Long Yang's body suffocated him.
Then Long Yang turned around and walked to the fat elder, and said, "Elder, I also want to sign up for this competition."
The fat elder was stunned for a moment and said, "This won't work. You have never experienced the previous primary election."
"There is no need for the primary election. If you really want it, let him fight me. Anyway, he won just now. As long as I win, I can advance." Long Yang pointed to the disciple who had just passed on the word to speak to the fat elder.
The personal disciple was about to wet his pants at that time and fought with someone who could defeat the core disciple. He didn't want to die, so he hurriedly said to the fat elder: "Elder, you can't participate in the competition halfway. If this happens, others will be dissatisfied."
The fat elder converged for a moment.
Long Yang smiled and said, "Elder, you can ask others if they want me to participate. If the disciples agree, I will participate. If they don't agree, I will not go."
The fat elder nodded.
Then Long Yang walked to the side of the Taiwan, looked at the official disciples and personal disciples around him, and shouted: "I am going to participate in this core disciple competition now. Do you have any objections to me?"
The formal disciples who heard this flashed their eyes, their faces were full of passion, and they shouted: "No."
The voices were heard in unison, overwhelming everything.
These formal disciples are not fools. They know what they encountered during the competition just now. They also know that Longyang is participating in the process to help them get revenge, so they are very supportive now.
Long Yang turned around and looked at the fat elder and said, "They all agree."
The fat elder has nothing to say.
The personal disciple standing next to him looked very ugly. He wanted to stop him, but he couldn't. Then he looked at Guo Caifeng.
Guo Caifeng was on the stage all the time, and he didn't even look at this disciple. He looked at Long Yang, and Long Yang was tearing his stage again, and he couldn't bear it anymore.
Long Yang saw the small actions of the personal disciple. Long Yang saw Guo Caifeng and the mastermind had already appeared, but Long Yang still didn't know where he had offended the second core disciple.
At this time, Long Yang ignored him and he remembered that he would pay it back sooner or later. This guy Guo Caifeng was going to beat him, but now he has to deal with the guy in front of him first.
The fat elder retreated and the scene was handed over to the two.
Long Yang looked at the disciple opposite: "You felt very honored about your identity just now, right?"
The man didn't say anything, he was thinking about what to do next.
"Remember, I am a formal disciple. I want you to be a personal disciple. Now, I want your head to be beaten into a dog's head."
After saying that, Long Yang rushed over, and flames burst out under his feet, and the speed was very fast. He grabbed the disciple with one claw.
There was also flames on my hands.
Before the personal disciple could react, a pair of hands appeared on his neck, holding his throat tightly, making him feel breathless.
Then Long Yang exerted force and threw the man out fiercely.
Boom, the man landed and smashed a big hole on the ground.
Long Yang seemed to have little power just now, but in fact he used a lot of power. He wanted to teach these people a hard lesson. You can be arrogant if you have a high status. Those status is nothing at all.
Then he rushed up and continued to capture the master.
Before the personal disciple could resist, he was caught again, his vocal cords were caught and he couldn't speak at all.
He was very scared, very scared. Long Yang was not something he could deal with. He wanted to ask for forgiveness, but he couldn't speak at all.
Long Yang held this person and the two looked at each other. Long Yang smiled: "Do you really want to beg for mercy?"
The man lit a little, his face turned red.
"Don't worry, I won't let you say it. Also, if you don't beg for mercy, I will keep holding on like this and will never let go." Long Yang continued.
The man's eyes became even more panicked and he was about to struggle, but he could not exert force at all. At this moment, he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
At this moment, in the audience, the official disciple who had just fought with this personal disciple had already burst into tears. He knew that Long Yang did this for them and that the official disciples were not bullied, so he raised his hand and shouted.
"Come on, Brother Yang."
Others also shouted, these formal disciples who were bullied at the grassroots level were proud, and their eyes were all concentrated on Long Yang, as if they were looking at God. They thought that if this person asked them to do things in the future, they would be willing to go up and down the mountain of swords and seas of fire, and there was no reason, just because this person regarded them as brothers.
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