He actually threatened Grand Master Shen Lang with such words.
How far has this Ye Qingyang drifted?
"Ye Qingyang, I didn't expect you to be so arrogant!" Shen Lang sneered: "If you can kill me, why don't you do it?"
Ye Qingyang said: "Because I still have questions and I haven't had time to ask you. If I kill you, I won't have the answer!"
When people around him heard this, they were all stunned.
What question does Ye Qingyang want to ask Shen Lang?
Did he know Shen Lang?
Even Nangong Aoyu looked surprised.
However, at this time, in a corner of the audience.
"Master Wan Zong Mie, I think it's time to take action!" A Gui urged: "The showdown between Ye Qingyang and Grandmaster Shen Lang is the best opportunity!"
"Okay! I'll start now!"
As Wan Zongmie spoke, he formed a seal with his hands, pointed at the magic cloth on the ground, moved his lips continuously, and recited the incantation rapidly.
Then he saw the three talismans on the Dharma cloth "suddenly" burning.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three talismans wrapped around three thumb-sized medicine bottles exploded at the same time. Three streaks of red, green and blue smoke came out from the vials, gathering in the air and floating around.
Of course, the smoke is very thin, and you can only vaguely see it if you look very carefully.
At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on the arena, and no one paid attention to this at all.
At this time, Wan Zongmie took out three more sticks of incense and lit them, his handprints kept changing, and he muttered words.
Then, he placed three sticks of incense on the ground, pointing the incense heads at the ring.
Whoosh!
The arena under Ye Qingyang's feet suddenly showed a bunch of rune patterns, shining with a white halo.
But the halo disappeared so quickly that everyone thought it was the light reflected from the sun and didn't pay much attention.
However, the moment the halo flashed, the three lines of red, green and blue smoke seemed to have suddenly found their direction and floated rapidly towards the ring.
"I didn't expect that someone actually set up a magic circle on the ring! It's quite interesting!"
Ye Qingyang thought to himself.
There was a halo of light just now in the arena, and he could see it clearly.
No wonder the arena personnel had evasive eyes when they came on stage to clean the arena just now.
It turned out that someone instigated the arena personnel to secretly set up the magic circle while cleaning the arena.
It seems that someone secretly wants to kill me!
"Ye Qingyang, let me show you how powerful I am!"
At this time, Shen Lang shouted loudly, changed his moves, and attacked Ye Qingyang.
This time, Shen Lang was no longer as hasty as before, but rushed in front of Ye Qingyang and punched out quickly with both fists.
Because the punching speed was too fast, his fists were as dense as a rainstorm, and his momentum was aggressive.
Ye Qingyang waved his fist to block.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
At this moment, those three inconspicuous wisps of smoke spurted straight towards Ye Qingyang, covering Ye Qingyang's body, and instantly seeped into Ye Qingyang's body.
In an instant, Ye Qingyang felt that his body suddenly went soft.
He suddenly understood that this magic circle was a voodoo trap, and he was poisoned by a poison master in the dark while in the magic circle.
Ye Qingyang judged through physical sensation and experience that this voodoo was an extremely insidious poison.
As long as he exerts his strength, the blood in his body will flow faster, and the poison will seize the opportunity, and the poisonous gas will attack his heart.
Therefore, the sudden symptoms of weakness in the body just now are not because there is really no strength, but because the body is subconsciously protecting itself.
Ye Qingyang secretly thought: A poison master who can use such voodoo must be a master among masters.
Although Ye Qingyang is immune to all poisons, for the sake of safety, he still cannot let the poison attack his heart to avoid accidents.
So, I can't use any more strength right now.
Facing Shen Lang's fist shadow, Ye Qingyang no longer blocked, but dodged and retreated all the way to the edge of the ring.
Seeing this, Shen Lang laughed loudly: "Ye Qingyang, do you know how powerful I am?"
Ye Qingyang, who he thought he was forcing, kept retreating.
The people in the audience, seeing that Ye Qingyang could only parry but had no ability to fight back, also made predictions:
Ye Qingyang is probably at the end of his game, and it is only a matter of time before he loses the game.
"Hahaha, brother Song, I want to congratulate you in advance!" Wei Dongcheng said to Song Haishan: "It seems that Grandmaster Shen is going to win!"
"Same joy!" Song Haishan said: "Didn't Brother Wei also bet on Grandmaster Shen to win? The two of us are going to have a celebration banquet together! Hahaha!"
The two worked together in collusion, laughing greedily, as if they had seen the bankruptcy of the Yun family.
The Yun family was naturally very anxious.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with Qingyang? His body is shaking!" Yun Ziqing asked with a worried look on his face.
Yun Changqing looked solemn and shook his head: "I don't know very well either!"
"Hey, what should we do?" Yun Wan'er shouted anxiously towards the ring: "Ye Qingyang, you must hold on!"
This time, it is about the lifeblood of the Yun family!
If Ye Qingyang loses the competition, the century-old foundation accumulated by generations of Yun family will be given away.
Therefore, everyone in the Yun family had cold sweat breaking out on their backs, and they were so nervous that they wanted to grind their teeth to bits.
Seeing this, Wan Zongmie in the corner sneered proudly:
"Hmph, I am using a very clever voodoo. If Ye Qingyang exerts his strength, the poisonous gas will attack his heart. Even if he is resistant to ordinary poisons, my Wan Zong Mie poison is no joke.
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"The number one voodoo Gu master in Miao territory is indeed well-deserved!" Agui gave a thumbs up and said: "Ye Qingyang has relied on his brute strength to support himself until now, but now, he doesn't even dare to use his strength.
What other tricks can I use? I think I can only wait to die, hahaha!"
Qian Shanjue also looked like he was about to get his revenge, and said bitterly: "I want Ye Qingyang's skull later to make a medicine introduction!"
"No problem!" Agui said.
At this moment, at the examiner's seat, Nangong Aoyu saw all this.
She knew clearly in her heart that it was Ah Gui who invited Wan Zongmie to help out.
With Shen Lang's coercion on stage and Wan Zongmie's plot behind the stage, it can be said to be double insurance.
This time, Ye Qingyang will definitely die!
However, she felt a little regretful in her heart.
With his powerful body, Ye Qingyang was able to compete with Shen Lang. I really want to see what his strength would be like if it were used to its limit!
But now, it seems that there is no such opportunity!
"Ye Qingyang, can you just run away?" On the stage, Shen Lang sneered at Ye Qingyang: "Escape is also very hard work, why not, I will end your hard work early and let you go to the underworld to enjoy the blessings!"
As Shen Lang spoke, he mobilized the true energy in his body, and a powerful momentum burst out instantly, as if it was about to engulf Ye Qingyang in an instant.
"Alas!" Ye Qingyang shook his head, sighed, and chuckled: "Originally, I wanted to keep a low profile and didn't want to use my true energy, but you insist on forcing me!"
"Well, it's time to let you know what a real transformation master is!"
