405: C405 Zhou Yang Was Smart Enough to Resolve the Crisis

C405 Zhou Yang Was Smart Enough to Resolve the Crisis

2Sure enough, Uncle and the rest of the guys have all gathered around the boxing ring. The young master and Zhou Yang walked over.

The few of them had just parted on bad terms yesterday. Now that they saw each other, they did not give each other any good looks. The young master deliberately shouted to the security guards, "You guys have to check properly. I'm afraid that someone will have bad intentions."

"You!" The uncle's son wanted to say something, but was stopped by his father. He shook his head at him, indicating that he should not be too impulsive, so his son could only sit down indignantly.

"Don't worry young master, there are so many of us watching, no one will have the chance to do anything, the competition will definitely be fair and just" The security guard said to the young master dutifully.

"Hmph, then I'll leave it to you guys." As the young master spoke, he pulled Zhou Yang to sit on the other side, waiting for the competition to begin.

About ten minutes before the competition began, a few elders had also arrived. They hadn't been to the previous few competitions, so they should be here to witness the final competition.

It seemed like the elders had attached great importance to this competition, which also proved the importance of the competition to the family. If they could become famous in this competition, they would be able to turn the tables. Young Master thought in his heart.

Since the elders were also here, then the chances of the uncle and the others making small movements were even lower, unless they could not care about anything in order to win. This time, the young master's heart relaxed slightly.

A referee ran up and whispered something into the elder's ear. It seemed like he was asking for an opinion. After saying that, the elders discussed with each other and then shook their heads at the referee.

After the referee came down, he announced the elder's decision to the host. The host went on stage, "Our final match is about to begin. Today, there will be three people who will participate in the competition for resources. They will be our final three winners. I've asked the elder for his opinion, but the rules are still the same. "

" The rules will not harm the lives of others. Please stop at the appointed time. Participants, please come to the field area and make preparations. " The host left the stage after he finished speaking.

"Sigh, I've always been very curious about this kind of martial arts competition. Why would the elders of your family care so much about the loss of lives? " This was something that Zhou Yang couldn't figure out.

"You don't know, our family is now developing towards the core of the country. The higher-ups are very strict with the investigation, so we don't dare to cause such a large scale human life incident. The impact is very bad. That's the reason why the elders are thinking about it." The young master said to Zhou Yang.

"Then why must we use a martial arts competition? Isn't it even more unsafe? "Zhou Yang was even more puzzled. Wouldn't it be more beneficial to directly decide who to choose?

"Previously, the candidates were always decided by the elders after discussion. The probability of giving the bloodline of the senior was higher. That was why the polarization was especially severe. These few years, their bloodlines had slowly declined. Our family is already in a very disadvantageous position in the competition for resources. " The young master explained.

"So that's how it is. Looks like this competition for resources is indeed very important to your family, to be able to receive so much attention." Zhou Yang continued.

"That's right. That's why I'm trying to get you to come here. As long as I take this down, our family will be able to make a comeback!" This was also the young master's ultimate goal.

"Alright, then I'll go and prepare first." Zhou Yang saw that the referee was already urging him.

"Okay, be careful." The young master instructed.

While Zhou Yang was preparing, the young master noticed that the person in the first match was from his big brother's side. The young master had seen that person before, and his strength was indeed not bad. He didn't expect that he would come so far.

The young master planned to have a good look. Although this person was very likely to be the loser of Zhou Yang's match, he could still see if he had made any progress after killing the loser.

The people who were left behind in the end were indeed not ordinary. The Ancient Martial Cultivator that his big brother had brought and his opponent had at least exchanged more than a hundred moves, but there was still no winner or loser.

However, it could be clearly seen that Big Brother's Ancient Martial Cultivator had gained the upper hand. It was only a matter of time before he won or not. However, this opponent's Ancient Martial Cultivator seemed to be somewhat familiar.

Young Master thought about it carefully. Wasn't this the person who followed behind his uncle yesterday!? He didn't think that this person would really do anything in order to win. He actually joined forces with everyone to change the people who were participating in the competition to his own people.

Wouldn't it be fine no matter what if he won in the end? Anyway, what the elders took a fancy to was strength. As for which family the person was from, they probably wouldn't care too much. It was really very sinister!

This was the first time in the young master's life that he hoped that Big Brother would win. He even secretly added oil to Big Brother's Ancient Martial Cultivator. In less than ten minutes, the referee announced that Big Brother's Ancient Martial Cultivator had won.

When the young master saw that opponent's Ancient Martial Cultivator get off the stage, he was kicked by his uncle's son, scolding him for not being able to live up to his expectations. The young master smiled provocatively.

It was Zhou Yang's turn in the next match. Zhou Yang's opponent should be the strongest person on his uncle's side. It was also good to see what kind of strength their family currently had.

The match had just begun, and Zhou Yang was still the same as usual. He had adopted a defensive stance, but unexpectedly... The Ancient Martial Cultivator launched its fiercest attack from the very beginning. It didn't even have time to react. It had caught Zhou Yang off guard.

It seemed like they had carefully watched Zhou Yang's match and knew his path. It seemed like they had beaten Zhou Yang to the ground as soon as they arrived.

The Ancient Martial Cultivator was very familiar with Zhou Yang's defensive posture. It looked like it had some skills. On the surface, it had beaten Zhou Yang back.

The young master took a closer look and found it a little strange. It was unlikely that Zhou Yang had not reacted after a few moves. He should have started to fight back. The young master saw that something was wrong! They had indeed done something!

As they knew very well that Zhou Yang had to defend himself, they had tampered with the Ancient Martial Cultivator's clothes. They guessed that there was something hidden in the Ancient Martial Cultivator's clothes!

Zhou Yang also quickly realized that his initial fierce attack was to make him subconsciously defend himself, and then he could take the opportunity to injure himself.

Yes, that's right. Zhou Yang was injured. If it wasn't for the clothes blocking him, what? That Ancient Martial Cultivator had already been processed in places Zhou Yang was used to guarding. It had been placed with something that looked like tiny thorns. It could not be seen with the naked eye! However, it could easily be inserted into the skin during a fight.

Zhou Yang had indeed not reacted for a while, but this little trouble was nothing. This little thorn also wanted to beat him? That was a little too simple to think about.

The uncle and gang who were watching from below saw Zhou Yang retreating and smiled. The people beside him were still flattering him like an uncle saying something. They were probably praising his strategy, these bunch of fence-sitters!

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