Chapter Seventy-Two: I Decide the Rules
"You decide the rules of the competition?"
As soon as these words came out, Yang Yun, Yang Xiao, and Yang Min behind him, as well as Yu Qianying, Shocking Wind Cloud, and Hai Fengqi, all looked suspicious, and even Xi Yingxue, the true disciple of the Arctic Snow Peak Holy Sect who had been silent, had a strange flash in his eyes.
Only Xifeng Hill, there was no turmoil in his heart, and he didn't even seem to hear Yang Chen's words.
The three princes Yang Yun, Yang Xiao, and Yang Min were shocked that they were afraid that this unpredictable crown prince and brother would destroy this hard-won situation, "either you die or I die". Because once this situation is destroyed, even if Xifengqiu and Haifengqi both lose this competition, Yang Chen and their grudges will not be settled, let alone let the two holy sects behind them, Taibarren Mountain and Tianya Haijiao, hate Yang Chen.
If the result is like this, it will undoubtedly be a huge loss for them to deal with Yang Chen.
Yu Qianying and Jingfeng Yun were shocked by what Yang Chen's intentions were in making such a request at this time. They couldn't guess, but they just felt something was wrong in their hearts. Because in their eyes, Yang Chen's strength will definitely not be weaker than that of Zephyr Hill and Haifengqi, in this case, the rules actually have nothing to do with Yang Chen, he only needs to defeat Xifengqiu and Haifengqi. Other things have nothing to do with Yang Chen.
But if the rules are set by Yang Chen, then things may not go in the direction they expected.
Hai Fengqi's surprise was that he was worried that the rules that Yang Chen changed at the end would be unfavorable to him. However, he was also lucky, thinking that Yang Chen, who was born out of nowhere, might be afraid that he would lose if he wanted to customize the rules so much. After all, his name from Haifeng is still well-known, although Dacheng and the end of the earth are separated by the vast ocean, his name is also known to many people. He also hopes that the reason why Yang Chen wants to set his own rules is that his strength is really inferior to him.
In this way, he can be invincible and have nothing to lose.
"Don't be surprised, the rules I'm going to specify are simple. Yang Chen didn't look back, still turned his back to the disciples of the Holy Sect, and said in a mocking tone: "In your gambling fights, there are people on both sides who want to abolish the martial arts, and the rules I want to formulate are also related to this." β
"What is it?" Yang Yunyu said vigilantly, "Big brother, what kind of rules are you going to make?"
"Huh. Yang Chen's relaxed laughter came, "Your bet is that if the West Wind Hill and the Sea Breeze are defeated by me, they will abolish their martial arts." The rule I'm going to set is that the Zephyr Hills and the Sea Breeze that I defeat will riseβ"
"What?" Yang Min didn't wait for Yang Chen to finish speaking, and he had already asked in a hurry, "What do you want, big brother?"
"Their martial arts, it's up to me to abolish them!" Yang Chen's sleeves flicked back, and his words didn't stop, "If you have no objections, just follow me." β
As he spoke, he had taken a big step out the door.
"Big brother, where are we going?" Yang Yun hurriedly asked.
"Naturally, it's the martial arts field in my house. Yang Chen didn't look back, and said directly: "Otherwise, do you want to fight in my living room?" I don't want you to demolish my good house." β
"Uh...... All right. Yang Yun was in suspense, as long as the secret path was not something else.
"The sea breeze is blowing in the west wind hill, can you agree with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's opinion?"
As soon as Yang Chen walked out of the door, Shocking Fengyun got up and asked coldly.
Without saying a word, Zephyr Hill got up from his chair, and then walked straight out the door, step by step.
Hai Fengqi frowned, forced a smile, and said, "Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so confident, I naturally can't let him down. Let's go. β
"Okay!" Shocking Fengyun praised and said with a smile: "I finally see the atmosphere that your Great Grandmaster realm should have." β
"Hehe, then I want to thank Senior Brother Shocking Wind Cloud for his praise!" Hai Fengqi said as he got up from his chair, smiled at Shocking Wind Cloud, and then chased after Westwind Hill.
When the others saw this, they did not hesitate, but set out to follow together.
When he was young, in the martial arts field of the prince's mansion, everyone had already come at the same pace as the prince's leisurely stroll.
The martial arts field is more than ten zhang in circumference, and the ground is covered with high-grade green steel hundred refining stones, which is extremely strong.
"The weather is getting more and more gloomy, and now it feels like it's going to be night, big brother, we are competing here, and it will rain later, will it have any effect. β
Yang Yun stood in the martial arts field and looked at the sky, not worried.
"It doesn't matter. Yang Chen waved his hand and signaled Yang Yun to be relieved, "In this kind of weather, we have a fight, which can be said to complement each other with the wind and earth." Just to cheer up. If you feel that it is inconvenient to get caught in the heavy rain, go to the guest rooms on both sides to take shelter from the rain. β
"The rain is not enough for me to retreat!" Lang Wuxian held back for a long time, and finally found a chance to vent, and immediately took Yang Chen's words, "If you can make Senior Brother Xifengqiu pay so much attention, this battle will be very exciting, how can you let this heavy rain spoil your mood?" Not to mention the rain, it is a knife, I also want to be here and watch your competition carefully." β
"Yes, what's the rain, it's a trivial matter!"
Lang Wuxian said a word, and immediately agreed.
"So, let's get started. Yang Chen smiled and looked at the Xifeng Hill, which had already adjusted his state at this time, which was similar to "dementia".
Xifengqiu didn't say a word, and walked straight to the martial arts arena.
Yang Chen's eyes showed appreciation, nodded, and walked away.
Walking into the middle of the field, the two stood five steps apart.
But the two just stood, did not speak, and did not act.
Yang Chen's wind was light, and he couldn't see a trace of preparation. Zephyr Hill is like a wooden stake, as if the whole person is standing stupid.
In the middle of the night, the crowd watching from the sidelines of the martial arts field, some disciples with low realms, had already muttered in their hearts.
"Why didn't these two people move or speak, were they afraid that they would make the first move and expose their flaws, so they didn't dare to take the lead?"
And some disciples with high realms, such as the true disciples of the Four Great Holy Sects, were very clear in their hearts.
They knew that the reason why the two of them didn't do it was because Xifeng Qi was still adjusting his state at this time and had not completely reached the best state. And the dust is waiting for Zephyr Hill to reach such a state.
Yang Chen's behavior at this time shocked these true disciples.
Even Yu Qianying and Jingyun, who had learned Yang Chen's methods, and Hong Tao, who had just been promoted to a true disciple, were all shocked.
Because this kind of competition, although it is a competition, is actually a matter of life and death. On the surface, whether Yang Chen wins or loses, it has nothing to do with his personal losses. But in fact, because the price of losing to Zephyr Hill is too great, Zephyr Hill will definitely not keep his hand, and he will definitely fight with all his might.
In this case, if Yang Chen was too big, he would probably be seriously injured or killed by Zephyr Hill.
But Yang Chen now looks like an idler who has nothing to do with himself, if he doesn't know that his strength is unfathomable, he will definitely feel that if this person is not a fool, he is deliberately looking for death.