At this mont, Qin Liao and Xie Heng exchanged glances, before both looked toward Prince Xuanyuan Shuo. Their eyes were filled with inquiry, awaiting his decision.
They thought that joining forces would not be a fair victory.
Xuanyuan Shuo pondered for a mont and then slightly nodded in agreent.
He wanted to take another look at Zhou Qing’s Realm. He had a feeling that during the battle with Lu Jinghong, Zhou Qing had not used his full strength.
Especially at this mont, there was a sense of exhilaration emanating from him.
With the master’s permission, the two of them attacked without hesitation.
Zhou Qing, with an excited expression and no fear, t the challenge head-on.
Qin Liao tightly gripped a battle axe, its entire body fiery red, with blazing Spiritual Power shimring along the axe blade.
As he swung, a gust of scorching wind followed, aiming to cleave Zhou Qing’s head in half with a montum that seed like it could split him in two.
Xie Heng, on the other hand, wielded a broad sword. The broad sword emitted a cold aura, making a sharp contrast to Qin Liao’s fiery heat.
The next mont, he moved with astonishing speed, creating a piercing whistle as he nearly instantly closed in on Zhou Qing.
Faced with their pincer attack, Zhou Qing used the Broken Sword to fend off blows left and right, unleashing Thunder, Sword Qi, Suanni, and Golden Crow without reservation...
...
Yan Xiaohu couldn’t believe how ferocious the fourth one had beco.
The Divinity Transformation Realm experts here constantly walked the edge of life and death, having weathered countless bloody battles. Their combat strength was at least equivalent to two ordinary sect warriors.
This ans Zhou Qing was essentially challenging four equivalents of his rank right now.
Even though I know your Four Flowers Gathering at the Crown is impressive, there’s no need to be this aggressive, at least take a break.
But soon, he felt a chill run down his back.
He instinctively looked in the direction of that chill, only to see the nine corps commanders glaring at him with unkind expressions.
Each person toyed with two Top-Grade Spirit Stones in their hands and then revealed creepy smiles.
Yan Xiaohu’s heart tightened, he forced a smile and quickly turned his head away, pretending not to see it.
He knew well when to back off, moreover, he had no confidence in the fourth one this ti.
"Young friend, how about another round? Look, you won twenty-five Top-Grade Spirit Stones from us in the last round."
The next second, a deep, booming voice echoed in his mind.
Without thinking, Yan Xiaohu hurriedly shook his head to refuse.
"This isn’t fun. Who would leave the gambling table after one win? That’s not how it’s done."
"Indeed, you’re a fellow gambler, don’t be a spoilsport. We have plenty of money here, and apart from cultivation, really nothing else to spend it on."
"One more round, no three-to-one odds this ti, how about two-to-one?"
...
Faced with these nine Divine Thought ssages that brooked no refusal, Yan Xiaohu’s head shook like a rattle.
The next mont, a powerful and irresistible pressure suddenly ca down on him like Mount Tai, causing his face to instantly turn pale.
It’s over; even a raging dragon can’t overpower a local snake. The intimidation from these corps commanders in front of him far surpassed that of his sect’s Supre Elder.
Left with no choice, Yan Xiaohu gritted his teeth and responded along their Divine Thought.
"Seniors, another round is fine, but can I wager on Qin Liao and Xie Heng?" Yan Xiaohu tried to negotiate.
But what responded was nine deafening laughs.
"You silly kid, betting against your people, get on with it!"
Yan Xiaohu felt like crying but had no tears, reluctantly pulling out eighteen Top-Grade Spirit Stones, making the onlookers envious.
The nine corps commanders lightly flicked their fingers, and each placed two Top-Grade Spirit Stones firmly on the gambling table.
Pa!
At that mont, Lu Yaoyao approached, directly placing three Top-Grade Spirit Stones on Zhou Qing’s side.
"I believe in Senior Brother Zhou!" Lu Yaoyao said confidently.
Lin Daochen also walked over with a smile, gently placing three Top-Grade Spirit Stones down.
"If none of us have confidence in him, then that’s truly not fair!"
Looking at the additional six Top-Grade Spirit Stones, Yan Xiaohu couldn’t help but silently heave a sigh of relief.
If they did lose, at least he’d lose less.
What on earth is the second granduncle doing? My fourth brother is fighting hard because of your bet.
So irresponsible.
But no one knew, at this mont, on a space ship already so distance from the border, including Su Lishan and Wu Tiangang, everyone aboard was screaming continuously.
Their hands were frantically scratching at their bodies as if bitten by countless poisonous insects, itching unbearably.
Even though their bodies were covered in scratches, bleeding profusely, they had no intention of stopping.
The scene was indescribably eerie and horrifying.
...
Ti quietly slipped by, and just as half an hour passed, under everyone’s stunned gaze, two figures in the training ground were sent flying uncontrollably and then fell heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Before Qin Liao and Xie Heng could struggle to get up, Zhou Qing appeared in front of them like a ghost, the broad sword and battle axe in his hands precisely pressing against their throats.
Zhou Qing panted heavily, drenched in sweat, but his eyes were filled with excitent.
As expected, his Overbearing Realm had strengthened further.
Then, he handed back their weapons.
"Apologies to you both!"
The two of them wore bitter expressions, hearts full of frustration.
No matter how they thought about it, with years of their teamwork, they did not expect to be defeated in just half an hour. This was simply an utter disgrace.
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