Chapter 544: Failed to stir up trouble, Brother Quxiao takes the blame
In Liu Ruyan's live broadcast room, barrages of comments kept popping up!
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

"Although I knew Wang Chen would lose, I really didn't expect Wang Chen to be unable to fight back!"

"Brother Zhenjun's back view of him chopping people is so handsome. Love it!"

"This Wang Chen is absolutely useless. Where are the fighting skills of Huangquan Pavilion? He didn't use any of them. If it were me, I could show off a few moves!"

"The guy above, are you a newbie who just joined the server for this version? Do you know what fighting skill acceleration time is?"

"Ignore him, he's probably just a conspicuous person trying to attract attention."

"Where's Bai Xiaosheng? Here comes the strategy post! Hurry up and calculate how outrageous Yang Zhenjun's attributes are now. That's Wang Chen! In the original novel, when Xiao Yan fought him, they exchanged many moves back and forth, but when it comes to Yang Zhenjun, he only has one chance to activate his fighting skills."

"Hahaha, Bai Xiaosheng must have lost most of his hair because of worrying about it now, but there is too little reference data and he can't calculate it at all."

"To be honest, the battle between Xiao Aotian and Mu Qingluan did look exciting, but the match played by Yang Zhenjun could probably be ranked in the top 10 of this year's Doupo Showdown. It was a top-notch crushing match!"

"I feel sorry for Wang Chen for three seconds. I just don't understand where he got the confidence to talk nonsense with Master Yang before the game."

"The aptitude of Dou Zun, it's floating."

Venerable Huangquan's expression is as ugly as it can be.

This reminded Lei Zun of a friend he had when he was young. His wife was pregnant for eighteen months and gave birth to a pig.
The friend's expression at that time was exactly the same as that of Venerable Huang Quan!
In the quarter-finals, both contestants from Huangquan Pavilion have been eliminated.

Venerable Huangquan now feels like he is sitting on pins and needles, like a thorn in his back and a fishbone stuck in his throat.

Blood was raging, but Tang Ying couldn't last more than fifty moves and his performance was mediocre.

Wang Chen, who was highly expected, was pinned to the ground and chopped like a duck by Yang Shan!

Venerable Huang Quan could already foresee that after the conference, Huang Quan Pavilion would become a topic of conversation among the practitioners in Zhongzhou for a long time.

But if he left at this point, it would not be Wang Chen who would become the laughing stock, but him, the leader of the Huangquan Pavilion!
Venerable Huangquan gritted his teeth and sat down, and without even waiting for Venerable Lei to speak, he took out a low-level storage ring.

His voice was so low that it seemed to be squeezed out from a closed throat:
"Don't talk. I don't want to communicate with anyone right now."

Venerable Feng and Venerable Jian looked at Venerable Huangquan with sympathy.

Huangquan Pavilion has really brought shame upon itself!

Watching Yang Shanfeng walking back from the competition area calmly, Feng Qing'er's eyes never left him.

She sneered at Yang Shan's rough methods.

But it is undeniable that Yang Shan did demonstrate extremely terrifying strength.

Although Feng Qing'er also looked down on Wang Chen, she could not deny that Wang Chen was indeed a genius.

As long as there is a chance to fight back, Wang Chen will definitely not admit defeat.

But apart from the initial body movement fighting skills and the "Corpse-Eating Hand", Wang Chen no longer had the chance to use any other fighting skills.

This only shows that Yang Shan is much stronger than Wang Chen.

It's just like an adult holding down a three-year-old child. No matter how the child struggles, it's all in vain.

but
Feng Qing'er stared at Yang Shan and said disdainfully:
"He is indeed quite capable. However, with Wang Chen's strength, I can still beat him without him being able to fight back!"

As the Heavenly Demon Phoenix with the five-colored seal, Feng Qing'er naturally has the qualifications and confidence to say this.

Yang Shan glanced at Feng Qing'er calmly:
"Everyone can brag, it's your turn soon, you have to prove it to me!"

Feng Qing'er didn't know why, but Yang Shan's words easily made her angry.

Feng Qing'er herself didn't realize that the reason why Yang Shan could always control her emotions was because of her pride, which seemed useless in front of Yang Shan.

Therefore, Feng Qing'er naturally had to prove her strength in front of Yang Shan and continue to maintain the pride in her heart!

Feng Qing'er: "Just wait and see, I can also use the method you used to deal with Wang Chen!"

Yang Shan: "Oh? Are you sure? How about a bet?"

Feng Qing'er sneered:
"Oh, you still want to disturb my mind? Do you really think I'm an idiot? I just won't do what you want and I won't gamble!"

Feng Qing'er turned her head away and didn't look at Yang Shan again. She wanted Yang Shan to see with his own eyes that she would crush her opponent with her unrivaled strength!
Yi Qingyang should be a very gentleman in real life.

After all, he had been waiting in the waiting room for a long time. When Fei Tian announced the players for the fourth game, Yi Qingyang was the first to arrive at the competition area.

Compared to Yi Qingyang, Feng Qing'er's pace was much slower.

She certainly enjoyed the attentions from the many guests.

This is the attention that she, a favored girl of heaven, deserves!

Yi Qingyang waited patiently for Feng Qing'er to arrive and bowed:
"I have heard of Miss Feng's great name for a long time. It is my humble honor to fight with her."

Feng Qing'er: "Don't try to get close to me. I'll give you three breaths of time. If you admit defeat, you can avoid physical pain."

Yi Qingyang's face froze.

How could he know that Yang Shan had been fanning the flames of Feng Qing'er before, to the point that Feng Qing'er was determined to take ruthless action to get rid of him as soon as possible.

But Yang Shan’s original plan was not like this.

He wanted to have another bet with Feng Qing'er, and then send a message to Yi Qingyang, asking Yi Qingyang to take out all his tricks and at least fight Feng Qing'er for dozens of moves.

As long as Yi Qingyang can do it, I will give him half of the winnings!
In the end Feng Qing'er wasn't fooled!

The one who was fooled was Yi Qingyang.

Yi Qingyang was about to say something when he received a private message from Yang Shan.

After knowing the reason, Yi Qingyang replied:
"Brother Yang, I treated you as a friend, but you cheated me."

Yang Shan: "I just fanned the flames a little. Even if I didn't, Feng Qing'er would probably crush you to prove her strength." Yi Qingyang: "Haha, that seems to be the case. Brother Yang, since Feng Qing'er doesn't want to bet with you, how about I bet with you?"

Yang Shan: "How to bet?"

Yi Qingyang: "It should be difficult to defeat Feng Qing'er. After all, I am only a two-star Dou Zong. Let's bet on whether I can last five minutes in Feng Qing'er's hands!"

Yang Shan: "What are you betting on?"

Yi Qingyang: "How about a seventh-level essence spirit crystal?"

Yang Shan: "No bet! You have always claimed to be upright, but now you are thinking crooked ideas, right?"

In Yang Shan's opinion, since Yi Qingyang dared to say this, he must be sure of it.

Isn't it obvious that they have dug a pit for him to jump into?
How could Yang Shantang, a peerless old scoundrel, fall for this?
Yi Qingyang: "Well, well, it's really hard to lie to you."

Yang Shan: "Just try your best. I'll time you and see how many minutes it will take you to lose."

Yi Qingyang: "Uh, is there really no chance for me to win?"

Yang Shan: "Nonsense, even when I was at the 2-star Dou Zong level, I couldn't beat Feng Qing'er right now. Do you mean that if we are at the same level, you can beat me?"

Yi Qingyang: "It wasn't possible before, but maybe now."

Yang Shan: "You are even more arrogant than Xiao Aotian!"

Yi Qingyang: "Haha, maybe I was influenced by Brother Xiao. It feels good to be crazy occasionally."

Feng Qing'er saw that Yi Qingyang's eyes were a little vague, and thought that Yi Qingyang was cowardly, and she felt even more disdainful of him in her heart.

But after Fei Tian announced the start of the competition, Feng Qing'er clearly noticed that Yi Qingyang's eyes had changed.

Yi Qingyang was seen using his left thumb to press down on his ring finger and little finger, while his index finger and middle finger were placed together and straightened in front of him.

There are many fighting skills in the game that require the use of "seals" during the activation process.

The various seals designed by Tianyao Company are mainly based on Taoist "hand seals".

For example, Yi Qingyang is now using this extremely common "hand seal", which is called "sword technique" in Taoism.

In the game, this "seal" is the starting move for sword-wielding fighting skills.

"Sword rises!"

Yi Qingyang, dressed in white chivalrous clothes, does have the unique temperament of a swordsman.

His white robe rustled in the wind due to the sudden rise of powerful aura.

Sixteen flying swords shining with white light appeared around him.

Yang Shan nodded secretly.

Yi Qingyang's "Eight Desolations Sword Controlling Technique" has indeed been upgraded.

In the past, Yi Qingyang could only activate eight flying swords at a time.

Now there are sixteen of them.

And, most importantly, the flying sword that Yi Qingyang used before was a specially made "weapon".

The flying sword used now is condensed from shining black gold!
Feng Qing'er was also startled by the sudden rise of momentum:
"Strange gold?"

Four of these rare wonders of heaven and earth appeared at today’s conference!

Moreover, except for Yang Shan, the other two owners are all unfamiliar and are definitely unknown in Zhongzhou.

However, Feng Qing'er's purpose has not changed.

So what if the world is strange? No matter who her opponent is, Feng Qing'er must crush him today!
Yi Qingyang didn't dare let Feng Qinger take the first step. The realm suppression between the two-star Dou Zong and the eight-star Dou Zong alone was 30%!

What's more, as a wild beast, Feng Qing'er's health volume shown on the panel is over five million!

It took Feng Qing'er a while just to stand there and let him stab her with the sword.

But Yi Qingyang also has his own pride in his heart.

As challengers, most of them are the weaker party.

But being weak does not mean being incompetent!
It was bad luck to meet Feng Qing'er in the quarterfinals, but Yi Qingyang still wanted to play in his own style!

Feng Qing'er shook her head:

"If this is all you have, you're not even as good as Wang Chen."

Feng Qing'er felt a little bored. If her opponent was not as good as Wang Chen, then even if she crushed him, it would not prove that she was better than Yang Shan.

"Well, let's make it quick and decisive!"

White thunder rose in Feng Qing'er's hand, and she was about to use her thunderous fighting spirit to blast Yi Qingyang's flying sword to pieces.

But in a flash, the sixteen flying swords became blurry for a moment, and then one sword split into two.

The number of flying swords immediately doubled.

But it’s not over yet!
The flying sword split twice in succession.

One hundred and twenty-eight flying swords made people's eyes hurt.

"Eight Desolate Swords - Sword Flow Technique!"

(End of this chapter)