Chapter 4213 Blood Flows

You won't... be scared, will you?

These six words were like the sharpest dagger in the world, stabbing into Hua Teng's heart, making him stiff!

Provocation!

Naked provocation!

A fair and aboveboard invitation to fight!

If Hua Teng didn't dare to go up, he would become the laughing stock of all the disciples of the Ancient Alliance!

Because he was the one who provoked first!

Before, because of Chongshan, he almost went up to fight Ye Wuque. The atmosphere was tense at that time, but Cheng Tiandu got there first.

Now Hua Teng can go up.

But the question is, does he dare to go up now?

Although Hua Teng couldn't accept it, or even believe it, the cruel facts were in front of him!

Cheng Tiandu couldn't even take a single move from Ye Wuque!

The blood on the ground hadn't dried up yet, and the smell of blood hadn't completely dissipated. The blood on the ninety-nine-story ladder was still shocking!

He and Cheng Tiandu had fought for more than a dozen times, but they were evenly matched. Within 500 moves, it was impossible to tell who won, and the odds were only 50-50.

If he went up to face Ye Wuque now?

Then Cheng Tiandu's fate would be the same as Hua Teng's!

He would be hated.

If he went up, he would end up miserably, and he might be completely crippled.

If he didn't go up, Hua Teng would become a complete laughing stock in the Ancient Alliance from today on. Coupled with the previous incident with Chong Zhongshan, his image would plummet!

It can be said that because of Ye Wuque's words, Hua Teng was directly roasted on the fire, and he would be in a state of retreat for two years.

Either he would be crippled!

Or he would be killed and his heart broken!

Hua Teng said nothing.

He had no expression on his face!

As if they hadn't heard what Ye Wuque said, all the Nine Veins disciples in the world looked at Hua Teng with strange eyes, as if they were looking at a clown.

Ye Wuque's eyes were still on Hua Teng. Seeing that Hua Teng was unmoved, he calmly uttered two words.

"Waste."

These two words exploded in the void, and everyone in the entire Coronation Holy Land heard them clearly. The eyes of every Nine Veins disciple looking at Hua Teng changed again. There was no more awe as before, only a faint mockery.

Hua Teng's hands hidden in his sleeves were clenched tightly at this moment, his knuckles were white, and his nails were even embedded in the flesh, oozing blood, staining the inside of his sleeves red.

He still had a blank expression, pretending to be a dead man, but in the depths of his eyes, there were a few bloodshot, which was extremely terrifying!

On the altar, Ye Wuque's eyes no longer looked at Hua Teng, but continued to slowly sweep over Xiao Yuanqing, Bai Menliu, and Qian Hui. With a deep look, he continued to speak: "It doesn't matter. If one person doesn't come up, then I will give you another chance."

"You four, come together."

"How?"

Boom! !

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience roared again!

Arrogant!!

Too arrogant!!

Domineering!

Extremely domineering indeed!!

Let Hua Teng, Xiao Yuanqing, Qian Hui, and Bai Menliu attack together!

A familiar scene!

It was like this before, Ye Wuque let the twelve monsters attack together, and finally they were blown up by Ye Wuque with one punch!

And now.

But no one thinks Ye Wuque is arrogant anymore!

Instead, they think this is the domineering way it should be!

Suppress Cheng Tiandu with one move!

Then Hua Teng, Bai Menliu, Xiao Yuanqing, Qian Hui and Cheng Tiandu are all on par, and Ye Wuque is fully qualified to say such words.

So how should Hua Teng and the other four respond?

At the same time!

There are only the last three breaths left in the ten-breath countdown!

Everyone is waiting for the decision of Hua Teng and the other four, whether they decide to make the alliance?

"Hahaha..."

At this moment, in this stagnant atmosphere, someone laughed out loud, and the laughter was very crisp, and it was Bai Menliu.

Bai Menliu took a step forward, and took the initiative to clasp his fists and bow to Ye Wuque on the altar, saying: "Today's observation has broadened my horizons! I finally know what it means that there are always people who are better than you!"

"Junior Brother Ye is unfathomable and unparalleled in his strength. His brilliant achievements can prove that the position of Quasi-Spirit Son belongs to Junior Brother Ye!"

"I, Bai Menliu... am convinced!"

"What's more, the position of Quasi-Spirit Son originally belongs to Junior Brother Ye, so there is no need for the so-called challenge."

"I don't care about others, I, Bai Menliu, give up."

"Congratulations to Junior Brother Ye on becoming a Quasi-Spirit Son."

After saying this, Bai Menliu bowed again respectfully in the direction of the Purple Sun First Seat, and all the second seats also bowed, then turned around and left.

Bai Menliu chose to give up!

Everyone was shocked, but in a moment they felt that it was unexpected and reasonable.

Facing such a terrifying and unparalleled Ye Wuque, what else could he do except give in?

Go up and seek death and disability?

Just after Bai Menliu left, the second voice sounded, but it was a girl's voice.

"Junior Brother Ye is unparalleled in bravery and strength. I, Qianhui, am also... convinced!"

"This position of quasi-spiritual son should belong to Junior Brother Ye."

"Qianhui is waiting for Junior Brother Ye to be crowned as a quasi-spiritual son!"

"Farewell!"

Qianhui also spoke and bowed, chose to give up and floated away.

Two of the four masters gave up in an instant.

Only Hua Teng and Xiao Yuanqing were left.

"Junior Brother Ye, I, Xiao Yuanqing, also... give up."

"I am convinced, and it is only right."

Without any surprise, Xiao Yuanqing also chose to give up, clasped his fists towards Ye Wuque and saluted towards the first and second seats of Zi Ri at the end.

But before leaving, Xiao Yuanqing did not forget to say: "Congratulations to Junior Brother Ye on ascending to the position of Quasi-Spirit Son!"

After saying that, he also left.

In an instant!

Only Hua Teng was left.

Everyone's eyes were once again focused on Hua Teng.

Hua Teng, who had been pretending to be dead and motionless, gently raised his face again and looked at Ye Wuque on the altar.

That face was filled with smiles at some point.

Full of blessings!

"Junior Brother Ye is extremely powerful and can be called unparalleled. I am the one who is ignorant of the world and wants to challenge Junior Brother Ye."

"Here, Senior Brother, I apologize to Junior Brother Ye first!"

"In addition, I congratulate Junior Brother Ye on his achievement of the position of Quasi-Spirit Son."

"I, Hua Teng, will naturally give up the challenge."

"After all, there is still one more Quasi-Spirit Son position issued this time."

After saying this, Hua Teng also clasped his fists and saluted to Ye Wuque, expressing his attitude.

But strangely, Hua Teng did not turn around and leave like the previous three people, but still stood there, just smiling at Ye Wuque, with a blessing on his face.

At this time!

The ten-breath countdown just ended.

"Who else wants to challenge Ye Wuque?"

The voice of Tianye Jizuo sounded again.

This time!

No one spoke again.

Tianye, the second seat, looked at everyone and said, "The challenge time is over. I declare that Ye Wuque has accepted all challenges and won all of them."

"Xuanmai disciple Ye Wuque will immediately bathe in the holy fire and be crowned as a quasi-spiritual son!"

On the altar, Ye Wuque, who had withdrawn his indifferent gaze from Hua Teng, clasped his fists and bowed to Tianye, then turned around and slowly walked to the burning holy fire again.

The terrible high temperature rushed in his face!

Ye Wuque did not hesitate at all, took a step forward, and stepped directly into the holy fire.

This time!

There was no more obstruction.

Heiguang, Piaoxin, and Yangshan just looked at this scene expressionlessly, without saying a word.

In an instant, the burning holy fire engulfed Ye Wuque!

Below.

Hua Teng, who saw this scene with his own eyes, still had a blessing smile on his face, and the whole person looked as gentle as jade, but no one saw that his hands, which were clenched tightly in his sleeves, were already bleeding! !