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"Such a narrow path for enemies to tread!" Just as the depressed feeling in Lei Yang's heart was about to disappear, he suddenly jumped out again. Just as he was about to flare up, Lei Ming suddenly laughed lightly and said: "Hey, brother, what's your name? Why do you look so unfamiliar?"

Lei Yang was startled, but quickly understood, following the breakthrough of his cultivation, his appearance had changed greatly, and now, even Lei Ming did not recognize him.

He thought, "Since that's the case, then I might as well make the best of it and test out my battle prowess." After plotting in his heart for a while, Lei Yang immediately changed his voice and said: "Ah, that Big Brother, I am Lei An, what is your name?"

Lei Ming was very generous just now, but when he heard Lei Yang's words, his face immediately twitched and became gloomy.

First of all, there was actually someone in the direct line of descent of the Lei Family who did not know of him, which made him feel very uncomfortable, and even gave him a name, Lei Yin. Wasn't this clearly going against him, if this wasn't his real name, then this person must be intentionally provoking him.

In addition, there were quite a few disciples who came over to watch the show, and when they heard the disciple in front of them say his name was Lei Yin, it caused a burst of malicious laughter. Although he immediately suppressed it under Lei Ming's gaze, he still heard it, which made him immediately unable to endure it.

Lei Ming's face instantly darkened, causing the surrounding atmosphere to instantly become heavy.

"Heh heh, a mere third level Spirit Qi dares to provoke me. To think that there would be a disciple in my direct line of descent who does not know my name. It seems like I will have to popularize this place today."

Lei Ming sneered, then said to Lei Yang: "Since this is the first time we have met, this young master will give you a chance today. Even though he said that, his eyes showed that even if he didn't want to bet, he still had to. He simply didn't have the choice.

Lei Ming's lackeys also understood very well, consciously blocking his path, causing him to have no way out if he wanted to.

If it was outside, Lei Ming would probably have already made his move, so he wouldn't be so polite. But this was, after all, a pill garden, and there was still the head of the Pill Pavilion as well as many disciples present, so no matter how arrogant Lei Ming was, he did not dare cause trouble here. Thus, he did not directly make a move, but the bet was to the extent that the pills were being bet, and even the disciples of the Pill Pavilion did not have the authority to interfere.

"Big Brother, I am wronged, you ... With how high your cultivation is, how would I dare to provoke you? Furthermore, there are so many of you here. Seeing that the situation was bad, Lei Yang immediately shouted out that he was wronged, and that even though he was stuttering, he revealed a look of fear, but he laughed coldly in his heart.

"This is bullying. You even found out about this. Weren't you being cocky just now? How did you give up so quickly?" However, you can just throw your pill bag over and admit defeat, and then crawl over to kowtow to this young master. Lei Ming said leisurely while patting the dust off his clothes.

Hearing these conditions, Lei Yang naturally could not accept it. He fiercely gritted his teeth, and as if he had been forced to a dead end, he fiercely said: "Let's bet then. Tell me, how do you want to bet?" He completely looked like a newborn calf that wasn't afraid of a tiger, causing the disciples on the side to sigh. They thought to themselves, "This is the rhythm of a fight!" When they looked at Lei Yang, their eyes were filled with sympathy.

"Alright, you have guts. I like it!" "The rules are simple. You and I will throw our respective pill pouches into the designated circle. Then, based on our own abilities, whoever obtains the pill pouches first will be the victor."

No one dared to gamble with Lei Ming on his journey here, because as long as they gambled with him, it was equivalent to giving him their pills for free. Now, seeing that there were still people who were not afraid of death, and dared to gamble with him, he immediately became interested.

"This ..." When Lei Yang heard the rules that Lei Ming had announced, regret seemed to have been born in his eyes, and he started to hesitate slightly.

In the eyes of an outsider, the gap between the two of them was just too great. It was completely within reason that he had such a thought. If he didn't do so, it would instead arouse suspicion from others.

But Lei Ming did not care about what Lei Yang felt, with a wave of his hand, his lackeys immediately started to clear the area, and immediately, an open space appeared between Lei Yang and Lei Ming, the area was already surrounded by spectators.

Seeing the situation, a look of panic appeared in Lei Yang's eyes, but in Lei Ming's eyes, all of this stimulated the demonic desire in his heart that was so perverted.

Very quickly, Lei Ming's underlings finished arranging the arena, and Lei Yang's pill bag was forcefully placed into the center of the circle in the center of the arena. Lei Ming also threw his own pill bag into the circle in the center of the arena, and did not even bother about the equality between the two parties's pills, because he knew that he had already won, and that his own pill bag was only placed there for show, in order to humiliate the opponent's eccentricity and ecstasy.

In fact, this method of betting on pills seemed like a competition of speed, but it was a competition of techniques. The opponent could use all means at their disposal to prevent the opponent from reaching the circle first, and he himself would obtain the pill bag first.

In fact, this was a battle between the descendants of a clan. The higher the cultivation, the greater the chance of victory. In everyone's eyes, Lei Yang had already lost from the start, so there was no suspense about this result.

After one of Lei Ming's lackeys acted as the temporary judge of this round's pill gambling house, the two's pill gambling house officially began.

When Lei Yang heard that the competition had begun, he immediately started to run frantically towards the center of the circle, straight towards the pill bag. However, all of this caused a wave of laughter among the surrounding disciples.

This was obviously a disciple who had never participated in a pill gambling before, which was why he made such a low level mistake. The first thing that an expert wanted to do was to observe the other party's movements and their attacks. They wouldn't carelessly expose themselves in front of the other party and would choose to grab the pill bag from the very start.

On the other hand, Lei Ming calmly stood in his original position, coldly watching Lei Yang's performance, as if he was staring at a weak rabbit, and his eyes were filled with amusement.

But when Lei Yang was just one step away from taking the two pill pouches, a cold smile suddenly formed on Lei Ming's lips, his body that had not moved all this while, had finally moved.

His feet lightly stepped on the ground and he suddenly flew into the air, like a bird flying in the air, drawing an arc, flying quickly, at the same time, he struck out at Lei Yang who was on the other side of the circle.

The palm seemed to be light and light, but after it was released, a tyrannical Spirit Qi of the sixth floor rushed out from his palm, instantly transforming into a gigantic palm print, that rushed towards Lei Yang like a cloud.

"Cloud Transforming Palm! Heavens, this is the Cloud Transforming Palm that can only be cultivated by those at the sixth level of the Spirit Qi. This Young Master Ming used this kind of trump card the moment he made his move. Sigh! This disciple will pray for himself! "

The moment Lei Ming made his move, a few people in the crowd shouted in shock, but the sound was not loud, as they obviously did not dare to offend Lei Ming.

"Brat, don't worry. I won't cripple you in a moment, because I just found some fun. However, if you really get crippled by my Cloud Transformation Palm, it won't be a waste. That would be your honor." Lei Ming said arrogantly.

Although Lei Yang seemed to only be paying attention to the pill bag in the center of the arena, he was actually on guard all the time. This was because he understood Lei Ming too well, and he knew that it was absolutely impossible for Lei Ming to allow him to obtain the pill bag so easily.

Even if Lei Ming had the chance to obtain the pill bag, he would not even take it, and would only stop after crippling him, and seeing the palm print that was as thick as the clouds rushing towards him, Lei Yang felt extremely calm, but his expression was one of panic, as though he was unable to fully utilize it.

He immediately stomped on the ground with both feet, relying entirely on his body's brute force to make his entire body shoot backwards. In an instant, he was almost out of the attack range of the palm imprint. However, he forced himself to slow down.

But in the eyes of an outsider, it was as if he was lacking power, causing his body to be eventually struck by the palm imprint. At the same time, he borrowed the power of the palm imprint to fly backwards, as though he had been sent flying by Lei Ming's palm.

After falling to the ground, he rolled over continuously before spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood. He crawled up with great difficulty and his disheveled clothes were tattered. He looked to be in an extremely sorry state.

All of this happened in the time it takes for a spark to fly off a piece of flint, and it was even more reasonable. All of the links were too lifelike, to the point where no one doubted that Lei Yang had actually done all of this deliberately.

He could only do this for two reasons. One was to test out how strong his physical body's defensive capabilities were, and the other was to confuse Lei Ming, causing him to relax his guard and then find a chance to defeat Lei Ming in one strike.

However, Lei Ming still had three or four followers, and their cultivations were all on the third or fourth floor of the Spirit Qi s. Since the Thunder Fist could not be exposed too early, if he could not achieve victory in a single blow, and could not have the effect of deterrence, it would be very difficult for him to escape. This way, it would bring about a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"Haha, it's only been one round, but it's already a bit unbearable!" "No way, no way, this young master hasn't had enough fun yet!" Seeing Lei Yang in such a sorry state, Lei Ming was even more pleased than before. The eccentricity in his heart had been greatly satisfied. He was standing in the middle circle, and the pill bag was easily within his grasp, yet he chose to walk around the pill bag and come straight for Lei Yang.

Lei Yang had long anticipated that Lei Ming would act in such a way, so he was not surprised at all in his heart, but on the surface, he seemed even more panicked and unsettled.

And at this time, the commotion on stage had also attracted the attention of the Pill Pavilion disciples, seeing how Lei Ming was bullying others too much, they wanted to stop him, but the bet was not over, and all the fights were done according to the rules, so they could only helplessly watch.

Even Pill Pavilion's Patriarch, Lei Tong, had a gloomy and cold look in his eyes when he looked at the plaza. Even though Lei Ming was used to being tyrannical, and he had long hated Lei Ming, but he was unable to personally stop him from doing so. After all, this was within the limits of the clan rules.

"Actually, you don't have to feel inferior. After taking a palm from me, you weren't crippled in the end. Your body is quite decent. Come, come, why don't you try out my cultivation technique?" Lei Ming acted like a good person and started to comfort Lei Yang, but before he finished, he suddenly punched again.

It was a set of "Tiger Form Fist". Even though it was a shallow set of technique, with his cultivation at the sixth level of Spirit Qi, its power was not weak.

A fierce tiger formed from Spirit Qi instantly charged out, roaring towards Lei Yang's neck, as if it wanted to bite his neck off.

The result was not surprising. Only with an extremely strained effort did Lei Yang manage to avoid this fist strike, but his entire body appeared to be in an even more miserable state.

It caused Lei Yang to dodge frequently, and basically did not have any strength to fight back. Every time was filled with danger, in order to barely avoid the dangerous attacks, which made the surrounding disciples feel fear in their hearts.

However, no one knew that although Lei Yang looked to be in complete chaos, he had actually been secretly accumulating his strength, waiting for the right moment. Even the illusion of him bewitching his opponent appeared to be perfect, and was incomparably real. In the end, he looked weaker and weaker, as if he would collapse at any moment.

As he watched Lei Yang, who no longer had any form of resistance and posed no threat whatsoever, the distance between him and Lei Yang gradually got closer.'s attacks also seemed to be extremely casual, because in his eyes, this was no longer a fight, but a monkey act.

Just as Lei Ming once again attacked Lei Yang with an extremely casual punch, he was already less than two steps away from Lei Yang, and his chest even revealed a large amount of space. The cave entrance was wide open, and he himself did not know this, but when he looked at Lei Yang, his eyes were still filled with ridicule.

But right at that moment, a cold smile appeared on Lei Yang's weak face.