"Wow! Look, the Grand Master finally takes action!"
"I've been looking forward to it for a long time, I'm so excited!"
"Ye Qingyang is finished this time. He is targeted by the Grand Master. No matter how powerful his physical skills are, he will be completely defeated within three punches!"
...
Suddenly everyone began to speak ill of Ye Qingyang.
After all, in this kind of selection competition, the transformation master is a very rare existence!
When the Grandmaster appears, he will definitely kill everyone instantly.
Therefore, no one will bet on this game anymore.
The result of the game is too obvious, who would be stupid enough to bet on Ye Qingyang to win?
Here, Song Haishan had sent Song Hui to the temporary rescue room. He was waiting anxiously outside when the junior of the Song family hurriedly ran in and told him that Shen Lang had boarded the ring and was about to challenge Ye Qingyang.
"Okay!" Song Haishan clapped his hands: "The opportunity has come!"
He hurriedly came to the arena, found Yun Changqing, and shouted:
"Old man Yun, haven't you always believed in the players of your Yun family? Do you dare to bet against me in this game? I bet that your Yun family will lose in this game!"
The people around were attracted by Song Haishan's voice and looked over here.
"With such an obvious matchup, how could the Yun family bet with him?"
"Yes! Everyone knows that Shen Lang is the grandmaster, so naturally the players from the Yun family will not be Shen Lang's opponents!"
"Hey, the Song family is trying to steal it? Hahaha!"
...
However, unexpectedly, Yun Changqing agreed: "Okay, I'll bet with you. I bet that the great master Shen Lang will lose!"
"What?"
When everyone heard this, they all opened their mouths in surprise.
Isn't it? Yun Changqing is so arrogant?
He thought that Ye Qingyang would be the Grandmaster's opponent?
Crazy?
"Okay!" Song Haishan gritted his teeth, his face twisted, and the hatred in his heart was like a huge wave. He asked someone to present a thick document bag: "This is all the martial arts schools of my Song family, and all the properties of my Song family.
The specific value is about 2 billion!"
"Dad!" Song Ming on the side excitedly grabbed Song Haishan's hand: "This is our entire family fortune!"
Indeed, Song Haishan almost moved out of his ancestral home.
If they lose this time, the Song family will be ruined.
"It's okay, how can Ye Qingyang be the Grand Master's opponent?" Song Haishan said to Song Ming: "Since Yun Changqing dares to gamble, I will use all my courage today to make his Yun family lose everything!"
Yun Changqing smiled slightly: "Haha, it's only two billion, which is only half of my Yun family's assets. If you want me to go bankrupt, it won't happen!"
However, at this time, Wei Dongcheng stepped forward and said: "I will bet with you the other half of your Yun family's property! I bet that Shen Lang will win!"
Wei Dongcheng has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.
Not only did he want to kill Ye Qingyang, but he also wanted to ruthlessly kill the Yun family.
Yun Changqing looked sideways at Wei Dongcheng and said coldly: "Okay, I see you are all well prepared today. Since I dare to bet with the Song family, I naturally dare to bet with you!"
"Bold!"
Wei Dongcheng laughed and said to himself, Yun Changqing, Yun Changqing, this time your Yun family is completely done.
"Yun Changqing, my Wei family has taken out all the real estate land to bet with you. It is worth 2.6 billion. Do you dare to take it?" Wei Dongcheng said, taking a stack of money from the hands of the Wei family behind him.
The land deed was thrown directly in front of Yun Changqing: "Sign the contract quickly!"
He was afraid that Yun Changqing would regret it temporarily.
The surrounding officials also rushed over one after another and surrounded the place on three levels inside and three outside.
"Damn it, the Song family and the Wei family have joined forces to raid the Yun family's home!"
"There is a deep hatred between them, and this time we have to completely resolve it!"
"Billions of billions of bets! When has Jiangnan Province ever played such a big bet? It's so exciting!"
The spectators around were all excited and excited.
At this time, the contract was signed in the audience and the competition on the stage had begun.
I saw Shen Lang suddenly stamping his foot on the ring.
boom!
Suddenly, the true energy all over his body surged out like a fountain, from the inside out, blowing his sleeves and making a hunting sound.
Visible to the naked eye, the air around him began to flow in an orderly manner, as if being controlled by an invisible big hand.
"So strong and angry!"
"Is this the power of the Grandmaster?"
"No, he hasn't used all his strength yet. From my point of view, this is just using the peak of his inner strength!"
"It's so powerful as soon as you take action, it's so shocking!"
...
As soon as Shen Lang made his appearance, there was an instant exclamation of admiration from the people around him.
"Ye Qingyang, you haven't even cultivated your true energy. There is a huge gap between my strength and my strength. Therefore, I will give you a chance to kneel down in front of me and die. I will show great mercy and leave you a complete corpse.
!" Shen Lang said coldly.
Ye Qingyang smiled coldly: "You are far from qualified to say such things to me!"
"What did you say?"
Shen Lang gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, his whole body's energy getting stronger.
He is the most talented student in the Medicine God Valley. With the help of medicinal baths, his strength is increasing day by day. Now he is only 28 years old and has already reached the peak of his internal strength.
Looking at the whole of China, there are only a handful of people as talented as him.
Shen Lang has always been arrogant and arrogant, but now, facing a warrior who has not even cultivated his true energy, and is still being despised, he suddenly becomes furious.
"Ye Qingyang, since you are stubborn, then I will help you!" Shen Lang clenched his fists and shouted: "Go to hell!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant, Shen Lang punched Ye Qingyang three times out of thin air.
In an instant, three huge fists formed by true energy were arranged in the shape of a Chinese character, and with a devastating momentum, they fiercely blasted towards Ye Qingyang's face.
These three punches were so large that they blocked all of Ye Qingyang's escape routes.
I'm afraid that in the next second, Ye Qingyang will die in the arena.
This scene moved everyone in the audience.
A martial arts saint uses his energy as a soldier and catches the wind as a sword. He can kill a person in ten steps and leave no trace in a hundred steps!
I really experienced it today, it’s really super powerful and terrifying!
Even Nangong Aoyu, who had always been cold and arrogant, had a strange look on his face.
As for the Yun family, they were all secretly worried about Ye Qingyang!
Sooner or later, just when the three punches were about to hit Ye Qingyang, Ye Qingyang followed the wind of the punches and jumped backwards and upwards.
He didn't fight or resist, his body followed the wind of the fist, like a leaf falling in the wind, turning several somersaults in the air, taking away the force of the wind of fist, and fell lightly.
When his feet landed on the ground, there was no sound at all.
Ye Qingyang used softness to overcome strength and easily resolved these three punches.
"Wow! This... is so amazing!"
"Is this an ancient martial arts Tai Chi move?"
"With his physical body, he was able to neutralize the master's three punches. It's so clever!"
...
There were exclamations from the crowd.
However, after Ye Qingyang fell, he stood with his hands behind his back and said to Shen Lang:
"Those three punches of yours have many flaws. If I had just struck, you would actually be dead!"
