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"Ye Qing, roll out here for me!"

Outside the palace, a loud bellow sounded like a thunderclap!

Ye Qing's face darkened. He had just become a core disciple and someone already came looking

for trouble. It seems like the prestige he gained from killing Wng Lei and Yang Zhenghao wasn't

enough.

In the Core Hall, Ye Qing needed to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, to prevent people from

provoking him in the future.

"Swoosh!"

Stepping out, Ye Qing used the Gale Godly Steps and like a gust of wind, he was out of the palace

in the blink of an eye.

"Who the hell are you?"

Ye Qing's eyes were cold, revealing a murderous intent. He didn't know who the other party was,

but whoever dared to find trouble with him was courting death!

"Yo, what a big temper. I heard there was an outer sect disciple who skipped a grade to become a

core disciple. I thought he was some powerful character, but it turns out he's just a Xiantian Third

Stage trash!"

Zhou Tong's tone was full of disdain, putting on a high and mighty appearance. After discovering Ye

Qing's cultivation was only at Pulse Opening Third Stage, he completely looked down on him.

Zhou Tong's cultivation was at Pulse Opening Fifth Stage, and as one of the top core disciples, his

strength was above Elder Yang Zhenghao.

It was rumored that during the outer sect competition, Ye Qing killed Yang Zhenghao and

established his reputation. Others might be afraid of Ye Qing, but he, Zhou Tong, wasn't.

Among all the Elders in Broken Blade Sect, Yang Zhenghao's strength was at the bottom, not even

comparable to some of the more outstanding core disciples.

"I don't care who you are, disappear from my sight right now, or die!"

A cold light flashed in Ye Qing's eyes. He didn't have time to waste with this person. If he really

angered him, he'd kill him directly!

"Brat, you're quite arrogant. You want to fight? I'll give you a chance. Tomorrow afternoon at the

Broken Edge Cliff, do you dare to accept?"

Broken Blade Sect's Broken Edge Cliff was a place specially provided for disciples to battle.

Zhou Tong stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with contempt. He had heard some

rumors about Ye Qing, saying that Ye Qing had a close relationship with Great Elder Murong Zhi,

but he didn't believe it. How could a dignified Great Elder have any relationship with a Pulse Opening Third Stage trash?

"I agree to the battle at the Broken Edge Cliff. You can scram now."

Ye Qing turned around and walked into the palace. Since the other party wanted to fight at the

Broken Edge Cliff, it couldn't be any better. He could use this opportunity to make an example out of them!

A cold smile hung on Zhou Tong's lips as he began to spread the news in anticipation of tomorrow's battle.

Recently, Ye Qing had been standing on the cusp of the storm. Presumably, many core disciples

would come to watch the battle. Perhaps even some sect elders would be alarmed.

…

The next day, on top of Broken Edge Cliff, several hundred core disciples had gathered. They were

all looking forward to the battle between Zhou Tong and Ye Qing.

In the middle of the Broken Edge Cliff stood a youth with a stocky build. It was the core disciple

Zhou Tong. His gaze was looking towards the horizon, his face calm and relaxed, as if he did not

care about today's showdown at all.

Not long after, under the gazes of the crowd, a young man in white slowly walked over. His steps

were firm and his eyes shone brightly. It was Ye Qing!

"He's here!"

"I heard that he once killed an elder and was not punished by the sect. I'm curious as to what

methods he has up his sleeves."

"In my opinion, Senior Brother Zhou Tong is strong and can definitely suppress Ye Qing."

"That's right. Ye Qing is just a newbie. How can he go against Senior Brother Zhou Tong?"

Heated discussions broke out. Surrounded by the crowd, Zhou Tong's face was indifferent as he

said coldly, "Ye Qing, with your strength, you are not fit to be a core disciple. If you announce

publicly that you give up your core disciple status, I will not make things difficult for you."

"Zhou Tong, I advise you, don't think too highly of yourself!" Ye Qing walked over and stood in front

of Zhou Tong. His entire person revealed his sharpness, like a sharp sword.

"Arrogant brat, if you can take ten of my moves, I will reward you with ten inferior-grade Pulse Opening Pills. Take it as a reward from your senior brother."

"Ten inferior-grade Pulse Opening Concentration Pills? Did I hear that wrongly? "

Ye Qing smiled and took out a storage bag casually. Throwing it on the ground, crystal clear pills

rolled out one after another, emitting a rich fragrance.

"Gulp …"

The core disciples present gulped. Those were superior-grade Pulse Opening Pills scattered

on the ground. Furthermore, there were definitely more than ten thousand of them. They flowed like a small stream around everyone's feet.

"This …"

"So many Pulse Opening Pills! And they are all superior-grade Pulse Opening Pills! "

"Oh my god, hurry up and snatch them!"

The core disciples present were all red with bloodshot eyes. This was the first time they had seen

so many superior-grade Pulse Opening Pills!

Usually, it was extremely difficult for them to obtain even a single inferior-grade Pulse Opening

Pill. Now that there were so many superior-grade Pulse Opening Pills right beside them, how

could they not go crazy?

"I'll chop off the hands of anyone who dares to snatch the Pulse Opening Pills!"

Ye Qing released his aura. Even though he was only at Pulse Opening Realm Three, the core disciples

present were stunned.

"Zhou Tong, if you can take one of my attacks, all the Pulse Opening Pills here are yours."

The crowd was shocked. Ten thousand Pulse Opening Pills was definitely a huge sum. The

combined wealth of all the core disciples present could not match the value of ten thousand Pulse Opening Pills.

Right now, as long as Zhou Tong could take one of Ye Qing's attacks, he would be able to obtain

ten thousand Pulse Opening Pills!

This was a huge fortune falling from the sky!

To everyone, Zhou Tong was at Pulse Opening Realm Five and his cultivation was far above Ye Qing's. It should not be a problem for him to take one of Ye Qing's attacks.

Zhou Tong was stunned. He only wanted to teach Ye Qing a lesson and humiliate Ye Qing with ten

Pulse Opening Pills. He did not expect things to turn out this way.

"Alright! I promise you! "

Zhou Tong gulped with a fiery gaze. There was no way he would miss out on ten thousand Pulse Opening Pills right in front of him. Given his arrogance, he was absolutely confident that he

could take one of Ye Qing's attacks.

"Don't be in a hurry to agree. If you can take one of my attacks, you can naturally take the Pulse Opening Pills. However, if you fail, leave me an arm!"

Ye Qing's cold gaze swept over. Zhou Tong's heart skipped a beat as he realized that something

was amiss. Ten thousand Pulse Opening Pills was not a small sum. Could it be that Ye Qing

was confident of winning by taking it out as a wager?

On the Broken Edge Cliff, a cold wind blew. The scene was silent and Zhou Tong did not speak or

make a move. The expression on his face was clearly unnatural.

"Why? Are you scared? If you don't dare to take the wager, get lost immediately! "

Ye Qing sneered. He did not care about a mere ten thousand Pulse Opening Pills. If Zhou

Tong wanted to compete with him in wealth, it was equivalent to slapping his own face.

"Who says I don't dare? Fine, I'll take the wager! "

Zhou Tong was determined. For the sake of ten thousand Pulse Opening Pills, it was

completely worth it for him to use an arm as a wager! Furthermore, given his strength, if he could

not even take one of Ye Qing's attacks, how could he continue living in the future?

"Very good, you're ready."

Ye Qing's expression was calm, but the air was filled with killing intent. The surrounding crowd

 retreated, leaving enough space for the two of them.

There were also many Broken Blade Sect Elders present, their eyes fixed on the Pulse Opening

Pills on the ground, anticipating the result of this battle.