Urban Immortal Emperor God Doctor

Chapter 181 Killing a genius is like killing a dog

Feng Qiang circulated the spiritual power in his body and jumped up suddenly, wanting to escape.

But the Baqi Fist was too fast, locking onto his body, leaving him nowhere to hide.

The domineering fist, dominating the world, hit Feng Qiang in an instant.

Click!

Feng Qiang's heart was directly shattered by the beating, his front and back were transparent, his body also flew upside down, and landed heavily on the stage.

Feng Qiang - die!

Ye Tianyang was full of murderous intent, killing a genius like killing a dog.

"You bastard, you actually killed my son."

The Patriarch of the Feng family stood up from the VIP platform with a grim expression on his face.

This is a middle-aged man in his 40s, with a tall build and a face as sharp as a knife.

His name is Feng Wan, and he is a Qi Gathering Rank [-] powerhouse.

Feng Wan, as the head of the top three Xuan family in Zhejiang and Guangzhou Province, is extremely powerful.

When he got angry, a whirlwind was created in the surrounding air, as if a twelfth-degree tornado was about to blow, and the tables, chairs and benches were blown to pieces by the whirlwind.

The faces of the people around turned pale, and their bodies receded.

They had already seen that Feng Wan was on the verge of fury and would kill Ye Tianyang at any time.

Ye Tianyang stood there with a calm face, motionless.

Facing Feng Wan's coercion, he has nothing to do.

A look of worry appeared on Wu Cuiwen's pretty face.

She winked at her father, and it was obvious that she wanted him to take action.

In Zhejiang-Guangzhou Province, the Wu family is the second largest family, stronger than the Feng family.

The head of the Wu family is a middle-aged man, wearing blue clothes, with a straight waist.

He once joined the army, was the King of Special Warfare Soldiers, and practiced martial arts, so his strength was extremely strong.

Wu Lianfeng glanced at Feng Wan, and said, "Now it's the talent list competition, do you want to break the rules?"
Feng Wan's face was gloomy.

He and Wu Lianfeng had always been at odds, and they had been fighting in private before.

If Wu Lianfeng seized the handle at this time, he would definitely attack him.

Feng Wan snorted coldly and said: Wu Lianfeng, I won't kill Ye Tianyang in the talent list competition, but after the competition is over, I will definitely not let him go.

The corners of Ye Tianyang's mouth turned up slightly, and he sneered at Feng Wan's words.

Ye Tianyang's cultivation skills are much higher than the opponent's, he can fight across borders, and he has no fear of Feng Wan at all.

Liu Yimou stood on the competition stage with a gloomy and ugly face.

He is Feng Qiang's uncle. Seeing his nephew's tragic death by Ye Tianyang's hands, he wished to cut Ye Tianyang into pieces.

Liu Yimou looked at Wu Lianfeng with a hint of displeasure.

If Wu Lianfeng hadn't stood up, his brother-in-law could have killed Ye Tianyang just now.

Liu Yimou rolled his eyes, and thought of an idea that kills two birds with one stone, that is, let Wu Cuiwen and Ye Tianyang have a decisive battle, so that both of them will be hurt, and the net will be broken, and then they will be wiped out.

Liu Yimou was lucky in his dantian, Hong Sheng said: In the ninth match, Ye Tianyang of Jiangnan City played against Wu Cuiwen.

"What's going on, Ye Tianyang has fought nine times in a row."

There was a hint of doubt in the eyes of the people around.

In the previous talent list competition, they could only fight three consecutive matches at most.

But now, Ye Tianyang was obviously being targeted by the referee.

The martial practitioners who are at the top of the talent list all fight Ye Tianyang, this is the rhythm that will drag Ye Tianyang to death.

Wu Lianfeng's expression changed. He hadn't thought that Liu Yimou was so insidious that he would let his daughter play.

Ye Tianyang's expression froze for a moment, he had some good feelings for Wu Cuiwen.

This girl is not only beautiful, powerful, but also upright.

But now it's a talent list competition, you can only win, not lose.

On the competition stage, Ye Tianyang and Wu Cuiwen stood opposite each other.

Wu Cuiwen's pretty face kept changing.

She had watched Ye Tianyang's competition just now, and knew that Ye Tianyang was powerful,

But Wu Cuiwen was unwilling.

Wu Cuiwen asked in a low voice: Ye Tianyang, I just want to ask, did you use all your strength to kill Feng Qiang just now?
Ye Tianyang smiled faintly, shook his head and said: To kill Feng Qiang, I only need to use a third of my skill.

The martial practitioners around were suddenly in an uproar.

Everyone was surprised by Ye Tianyang's words.

"Is this guy Ye Tianyang bragging? Feng Qiang is the third in the genius list. I don't believe that he killed with three points of skill."

"I don't believe it either. Feng Qiang and I have fought against each other, and I am no match."

"Just now I had a good impression of Ye Tianyang, but now it seems that the martial practitioners in Jiangnan City are not only useless, but also like to brag."

The martial practitioners around were talking a lot, and they didn't believe what Ye Tianyang said at all.

Feng Wan's face was gloomy.

He felt that his son was not only dead, but also humiliated by Ye Tianyang.

For a martial artist, the most important thing is the heart of a martial artist, facing difficulties.

His son Feng Qiang is a genius, but now he is despised by the other party, saying that he killed him with three-point skills.

Wu Cuiwen stared at Ye Tianyang with a pair of beautiful eyes.

After a while.

Wu Cuiwen nodded and said: I believe your words.

"Miss Wu, since you believe in me, do you still want to fight with me?"

Ye Tianyang asked.

Wu Cuiwen shook her head and said: I admit defeat, I am not your opponent.

Liu Yimou's complexion changed, and he said loudly: "Wu Cuiwen, you can think clearly, you used to be the second in the talent list, why should you admit defeat?"
Wu Cuiwen glanced at Liu Yimou, and naturally understood what this person was thinking. He just wanted to hurt both himself and Ye Tianyang.

Wu Cuiwen sneered and said: "The talent list stipulates that you can admit defeat. I don't think I am Ye Tianyang's opponent."

After finishing speaking, Wu Cuiwen took a deep look at Ye Tianyang, turned around and walked off the competition platform.

Liu Yimou's face was livid, but there was nothing he could do.

Wu Lianfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Although his daughter took the initiative to admit defeat, he felt unwilling.

But he understands that his daughter's life is more important.

Wu Lianfeng believed in her daughter's intuition, since she said she was no match for Ye Tianyang, then she definitely wasn't.

Liu Yimou's face was cold, and he said loudly: The next match will be the last match, Ye Tianyang of Jiangnan City will face Han Qingshan.

The calm hearts of the people around were suddenly uproarious.

"Ye Tianyang is dead. Han Qingshan is number one in the talent list, and the peak of the third rank of Qi Gathering Realm. No one can shake him."

Everyone looked at Ye Tianyang as if they were looking at a dead person.

Off the stage, Tang Meier, Xiao Yiyi, Bai Hao, and Qin Xiongba all looked angry.

This Liu Yimou is too despicable, obviously aimed at Ye Tianyang.

Those martial arts practitioners in Jiangnan City, Wang Miaoshou, a medical student, also showed anger through the live video.

Ten matches in a row, even the iron man can't stand it.

If an ordinary person were to go up, he would have exhausted his energy and would not be able to stand on the stage at all.

Of course, Ye Tianyang is not an ordinary person.

He can continuously absorb spiritual power from the air and turn it into his own power, so the power will not be exhausted.

Ye Tianyang glanced at Liu Yimou lightly, with a murderous intent in his eyes, and sentenced him to death in his heart.

(End of this chapter)