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Chapter 1848 Spike

"Thank you for your concern, the Witch King is not seriously injured. I guess it is because of the young age of the Nine Priests who show mercy."

Zhang Yang smiled and said indifferently, then his eyes fell on the Nine Priests, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

Suddenly, the faces of the Witch King and others were extremely ugly.

Before anyone else could speak, Zhang Yang's voice came out again, "By the way, the high priest, have you obtained the secret technique of the Twelve Caves? You will get something after watching it."

After hearing Zhang Yang's words, the faces of the Witch King and others were almost dripping with water.

"Now it is the time of the Miao election, you should spend some time and think about how to stand out in the election, but don't let Lord Li down."

After saying that, the Witch King snorted coldly and walked to the martial arts stage.

Looking at the backs of the Witch King and others, Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes. Others had no idea what was thinking in his heart.

After seeing Zhang Yang's expression, Xiao Dieer and others did not dare to disturb him.

After a while, Zhang Yang came to his senses. After a smile, he spoke, "Okay, let's go in first."

After saying that, Zhang Yang took the lead in walking forward.

After the Witch King came on stage to give a speech, the Miao election officially began. Since the list of games had been decided in advance, after the host read out the names of the two contestants, two people walked towards the stage.

After being able to go through layers of selection, these two people are naturally not weak in strength, and they have reached the realm of the Great Wu Sect.

However, Zhang Yang was really uninterested and he felt drowsy after watching it for a while.

I don’t know how long it took, but Zhang Yang was about to fall asleep and was suddenly pushed to wake up by Xiao Dieer.

"Die'er, what's wrong? Is something going on?"

Zhang Yang looked at Xiao Die'er with a puzzled look on his face.

"Brother Zhang Yang, it's your turn to play." Seeing Zhang Yang's appearance, Xiao Die'er couldn't help but smile and said such words.

"So fast?" Zhang Yang said subconsciously.

"Yes, they are already waiting for you on the stage." As she said, Xiao Die'er pointed at the martial arts performance stage.

Zhang Yang looked up and saw a young man

He looked around in confusion, as if he was looking for where his opponent was.

"Okay, then I'll go down and have fun with him."

Zhang Yang shrugged and said such words, then stood up and walked towards the stage.

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Yang.

"You are Zhang Yang?" The young man on the stage looked at Zhang Yang with a faint sense of anger in his eyes.

"No," Zhang Yang said lightly. Judging from his appearance, he obviously didn't take this person to heart.

Seeing Zhang Yang's appearance, this person became even more angry and looked down on others.

After stabilizing his emotions, the man continued to speak, "My name is Huang Ping, I am your opponent, please give me some advice."

When the voice fell, Huang Ping rushed towards Zhang Yang. Looking at him, he obviously wanted to knock Zhang Yang down as quickly as possible so that the latter could underestimate his fate.

Seeing this situation, Chang Yang's expression did not change at all, and he even had his body shape moved.

"court death."

When Huang Ping saw Zhang Yang so arrogant, he felt even more angry, and his speed increased a little, and rushed towards Zhang Yang like he was desperate.

In an instant, Huang Ping appeared near Zhang Yang, and the latter was still unmoved.

"Since you're looking for death, I'm not going to blame."

Huang Ping gritted his teeth and said, before the voice had fallen, he had already punched Zhang Yang's chest.

However, what happened next made Huang Ping stunned.

Just as Huang Ping's attack was about to fall to the ground, Zhang Yang's figure flashed and suddenly disappeared from the former's sight.

"Okay, let's end here, I still have to sleep."

Suddenly, a gay voice came from behind Huang Ping.

Before Huang Ping could come back to his senses, a huge force suddenly rushed into his body, and then he seemed to be out of control and flew directly into the audience.

By the time Huang Ping realized, he had landed steadily on the ground.

Suddenly, Huang Ping's face was ashes. At this moment, he knew in his heart that Zhang Yang did ignore his strength.

The martial arts venue is extremely quiet except for a few

Apart from the division of people, no one expected that Zhang Yang would end the competition so cleanly.

The staring stared at the rostrum with his eyes pointed directly at the Witch King, as if he was a little demonstrative.

The Witch King's face did not change at all. Last night, the Nine Priests had already told Zhang Yang's strength. The Witch King had already known it, so he was not surprised at all when he saw the scene in front of him.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Yang chuckled, looked around and then walked off the martial arts stage.

"Zhang Yang, thank you for your mercy just now."

Just now, Huang Ping walked up. After saying that, he bowed to Zhang Yang. Huang Ping knew very well that with Zhang Yang's strength, it would be easy to get rid of him.

"It's not a problem, it's just a dispute. Do you have a deep hatred between you and me? Why fight for life and death?" Zhang Yang smiled and shook his head, obviously not taking this matter to heart.

After a pause, Zhang Yang looked at Huang Ping a few more times and reminded him, "Miaojiang has become a place of right and wrong. Now that your game is over, it's better to leave as soon as possible."

Before Huang Ping could respond, Zhang Yang lifted his foot and left.

Huang Ping looked at Zhang Yang's back as he left. Although he didn't understand the other party's meaning, his eyes were full of admiration. He was convinced by the loss in the hands of the latter.

Next, the game will be played normally.

It’s not just Zhang Yang defeated his opponent with thunder, but Li Tianqi is the same.

Back at his seat, Zhang Yang suddenly thought of something, his eyes were full of doubts. After looking at Zhao Yin for a few glances, he asked, "Zhao Yin, who is the contestant sent by the Wu Clan? What kind of strength is it?"

When Xiao Dieer and others heard this, their eyes fell on Zhao Yin. The group had always been on the seed players of the Eight Great City, but they forgot about this.

However, Zhao Yin's face became a little embarrassed, which made everyone even more confused.

"Mr. Zhang, I really don't know about this, and I have never even heard the Lord of the Cave and Master mention it." Facing Zhang Yang's question, Zhao Yin did not dare to hide it and responded truthfully.

"That's how it is."
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