"Wei Shan, Wei Shan, where have you been?" Wei Chuangquan shouted loudly on the stone city of the Northwest King Arena, as if something made him anxious.
"My lord, my lord, I'm here, what can I do?" Wei Shan hurriedly ran over and said.
"When can we do it? I want to make this Qi Ayu look good today." Wei Xiangquan said angrily. It seemed that Xinyi had just rejected him, which made him feel particularly unhappy.
"Sir, today is too hasty. It will be tomorrow at the earliest," Wei Shan said calmly.
"Okay, then tomorrow, tomorrow I will make that Qi Ayu lose completely. Also, tomorrow I will ask Wangchun that month to beg me, haha, hahaha." As he spoke, Wei Xiangquan started laughing.
When Xinyi saw that the young man had left, she didn't say anything because she didn't know that this man was the Northwest King, and she didn't tell Yang Yu about it. Today is still a dull and happy day for the four of them. And when Yang Yu returned to the inn today, what Yang Yu didn't know was that his name was really spread by the people of the Northwest King.
"Have you heard? That Qi Ayu defeated a seventh-level spiritual master last time."
"Wow, this Qi Ayu is so powerful!"
"I also heard that Qi Ayu will have a fierce battle tomorrow?"
"Qi Ayu is already a seventh-level spiritual master, who can beat him?"
"Then are you going to watch the competition tomorrow?"
"Nonsense, of course I have to go!"
"Wait a minute, is the person you just talked about a young man whose face seems to have been burned by fire?" A young man with yellow hair suddenly asked in the originally noisy crowd.
"Yeah, what's wrong? Do you want to fight too?"
"No, no, I'm just asking." The young man said a few words sheepishly and left. And all of this belongs to Yang Yu who is in the spotlight, but he himself doesn't know it.
The next morning, Yang Yu arrived at the Northwest King Arena on time, and Yang Yu also found that everyone seemed to be looking at him with a fiery look. If Yang Yu didn't think that his strength was not bad, he would have been scared away.
Moreover, the number of people who came to the Northwest King Arena today was more than double the usual number, and Yang Yu knew several of them because they were the ones who often did tasks.
In the northern region, there are three ways to make money. The first one is that by participating in the ring like Yang Yu, you can not only make money, but also exercise yourself. However, no one can guarantee that you will always win in the ring, so although making money in this way is fast, it is not Stablize. Just like the two Worains, they also played in the arena for more than a month, and in the end they still lost money.
The second method is to do the tasks assigned by various princes. Although the money is not fast and not much, it is very stable and generally you will not lose money, as long as you are diligent.
The third method is to provide various services, such as selling clothes, food, bathing, etc. This type is the easiest and makes money quickly. Just like Yang Yu, he can get along with Xinyi in half a month. Go shopping once, although Yang Yu doesn’t like shopping too much. But this kind of people must have a relationship with a strong person, and they must have a source of goods, otherwise they will either have nothing to sell, or someone will make trouble.
Yang Yu knew them because they all lived in a free inn, and the inn was the place with the most tasks. Looking at twice as many people, Yang Yu didn't know what was going on, but he was not afraid of this, so he did what he should do now.
As Yang Yu stepped onto the intermediate stage, people who had been scattered suddenly gathered around. The battle was even bigger than when Yang Yu and Wei Suke fought. As the saying goes, there must be a monster when something goes wrong. Yang Yu jumped off the ring without hesitation.
"Wait, is it Qi Ayu? You can't leave today, you have to fight!" A young man was surrounded by people, but he said loudly.
Yang Yu took a closer look and saw that one of the people around the young man was Wei Shike, and the rest of the people were all aggressive. It seemed that they were all sixth-level spiritual masters. And Xinyi was even more shocked because she discovered that this was the young man who confessed to her yesterday.
"Why? I have my right to choose. Why should I fight? Who do you think you are?" Yang Yu said without mercy.
"Hahaha, who am I? It seems that if I don't show my face, no one will recognize me. Let me tell you, I am the king of the northwest, Wei Xiangquan," the young man said confidently. After the young man finished speaking, the whole place fell into silence. In an instant, the whole place became agitated.
"He is the Northwest King?"
"He seems very weak. Could he be the Northwest King?"
"Didn't you see Wei Shike? He is still standing next to him honestly!"
"This Northwest King is too willful. He doesn't want to fight!"
"Then do you want to watch them fight?"
"Uh, I guess"...
The noisy scene made the Northwest King very embarrassed. He did not expect that his majesty was so low. He only saw the Northwest King yelling, and then he pointed his finger to the banner of the Northwest King Wei Xiangquan.
In everyone's shock, the big flag moved up and down following the young man's gestures. At this moment, no one dared to say anything, because this had already proved that this young man was the King of the Northwest.
"Humph, so what about the Northwest King? Am I under your control? I just won't fight today." As he spoke, Yang Yu was ready to leave again. At this time, a strong young man with a height of 1.95 meters blocked Yang Yu's way.
"Hahaha, if you don't want to fight, it's impossible. Ask them if they want to see you fight, and if they want you to leave." Seeing Wei Shan blocking Yang Yu's retreat, Wei Xiangquan began to incite everyone's emotions.
"Ayu, just fight them!"
"Yes, Ayu, teach them how to behave."
"You can't leave, we won't let you go."
"That's right, you should lose too."
"Is that okay, rookie?"...
Just like that, two different voices came to Yang Yu's ears. Yang Yu also understood that there must be people here invited by the Northwest King to cause trouble. If he wanted to jump down today, it would probably be impossible. If the sailors took advantage of the situation and punched him a few more times, he would suffer a big loss.
"Okay, Northwest King, are you going to fight me? Do you have the guts, hahaha." Yang Yu knew that he couldn't leave, and he also knew that the Northwest King himself was very weak. It's actually impossible to turn hostility into friendship with the king of the northwest. In this case, let's just challenge the general.
Moreover, Yang Yu also knew that he had to fight. At this time, Yang Yu secretly began to absorb the spirit stone. What Yang Yu has to do now is to delay as much time as possible.
"Qi Ayu, today I took action for the Northwest King and defeated me. In the Northwest King area, you are the boss." Just when Yang Yu was provoking, the strong young man who had just blocked the road spoke. Wei Xiangquan, on the other hand, took a deep breath.
"Do it," Wei Xiangquan still issued the order. In an instant, many people rushed out from the crowd and next to Wei Xiangquan, including a large number of fifth-level and sixth-level spiritual masters. In less than two minutes, they had already controlled the struggling Worain, Wokakezi and Yue Xinyi.
"King of the Northwest, what are you going to do? It's me you want to beat. What's the point of finding someone else?" Yang Yu shouted angrily when he saw his friends being arrested.
"Qi Ayu, what we want to see is you fighting with all your strength, not you deliberately admitting defeat. Don't worry, I won't touch your friends, but if you deliberately let yourself go, don't blame me." Wei Xiangquan Seeing the excited Yang Yu, he finally laughed happily. He thought that he would see Yang Yu's complete defeat soon.
"Okay, how do you want me to fight him?" Yang Yu gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
"I don't bully you too much. This competition will last until you are yellow and unable to resist. My Northwest Palace only needs an undefeated God of War," Wei Xiangquan said coldly.
"You, you, okay, but this is an arena. If you, the Northwest King, forcefully want to fight me, you can't give me twenty waste city coins!" Yang Yu thought for a moment and said.
"Qi Ayu, for this competition, my northwest palace will pay 700 waste city coins," said the strong young man who had been silent for a long time.
"Hahaha, Qibai, do you look down on me? Or do you look down on the undefeated god of war in your Northwest Palace? What do you think? Northwest King," Yang Yu said provocatively.
"Okay, I'll take out one thousand waste city coins," Wei Xiangquan said angrily.
arrived, but Yang Yu still shook his head gently.
"One thousand two hundred ruined city coins"
"Thirteen hundred ruined city coins"
"Okay, fifteen hundred waste city coins, that's enough now!" Wei Xiangquan said angrily.
"Okay, but can you get the money first? I don't believe you, the Northwest King!" Yang Yu continued to say provocatively.
"Bring it to him." The current Northwest King was very angry. He didn't expect this ugly man to be so good at humiliating people.
Soon, in the upper right corner of the intermediate arena, bags of money were placed on it. However, this was not someone's money bag, but a money bag specially used to put money. Each bag contained three hundred wastes. The difference between the city coins and the seventeen abandoned city coins that Yang Yu put aside is really huge. It was also the first time for Yang Yu to see so much money. Like Yang Yu, there were also a group of idiots under the ring.
"Cough, cough, cough, can we fight?" Seeing everyone's unfamiliar faces, the Northwest King said unhappily, and around him, a lot of people were also shocked by their spiritual power, and they were originally restless. Everyone still fell silent.
"Hello Qi Ayu, I am Wei Shan from the Northwest Palace, and my rank is an eighth-level spiritual master." Seeing the surroundings quiet down, the strong young man spoke, and he was really the number one master of the Northwest Palace.
As soon as these words came out, not only Yang Yu, but everyone in the audience was shocked. They had only heard of this mysterious eighth-level spiritual master, and this was the first time they had seen it. .
"Wow, he is the eighth-level psychic."
"Is Qi Ayu destined to lose?"
"Yes, yes, he had a hard time beating a level six psychic last time!"
"Haven't you heard? Wei Shike is a seventh-level psychic."
"So what? Didn't Qi Ayu win with great difficulty?"
"Ouch, it looks like this undefeated God of War is going to lose!"
"Let's fight, let's fight, I'm so excited!"...
As soon as Wei Shan spoke, the people who were originally cheering for Yang Yu were instantly frightened. But human nature is like this. They know that Yang Yu can't beat him, but they just don't want to leave. They just want to see the bloodshed.
"You, you guys really think highly of me, okay, I, Qi Ayu, will take this battle," Yang Yu said very domineeringly, actually because he had no choice.
Under the ring, Wei Xiangquan walked next to Xinyi and said with a wicked smile: "Yue Wangchun, if you are willing to be my girlfriend, I won't let Qi Ayu lose too ugly today. , if you perform well, it’s not impossible to let him win, hahaha, hahahahaha.”
Yang Yu in the ring didn't know what kind of choice Yue Xinyi would face, and it all depended on the outcome of the battle between him and Wei Shan.
