"As for the Seven Peaks."
"What if we let you win this round? Dugu Qingxiao will never return from Fallen Longyuan. How do you think that Flying Jiangshi and the ghost horde awakened? That was our handiwork too, of course!"
"But even in this round, I might not lose."
"Do you think I, Jin Hezhi, don't know exactly what you're worth, Zhou Liang? Suspending nineteen hundred jin in one go? Just wait until you make a fool of yourself onstage!"
At this point, Xu Taiping withdrew his gaze.
He breathed out softly, steadying his unsettled thoughts before murmuring inwardly:
I was right. The death of Liu Zijin's elder sister, Eldest Senior Sister's injuries, even Blade Ghost's appearance-none of them were coincidences. To bring down the Seven Peaks, even all of Qingxuan, Jin Hezhi has been secretly colluding with Su Chan and plotting for years.
At the thought of the innocent people implicated in all this, an unbidden fire of anger rose in Xu Taiping's heart.
Shing!
Meanwhile, Fourth Senior Brother Zhou Liang had already drawn his blade through Blade Control and sent it flying before Elder Black Dragon. Then he declared:
"Sorry for the trouble, Elder Black Dragon. Please hang all nineteen hundred jin of ship-ballast iron on it!"
Clearly, Zhou Liang was burning his boats, leaving himself no room for retreat.
Either he would successfully suspend nineteen hundred jin, or he would faint onstage, perhaps even disgrace himself as Huang Qi had earlier.
Elder Black Dragon fell silent for a moment, then nodded.
With a sweep of his wide sleeve, several pieces of ship-ballast iron weighing nineteen hundred jin in total were hung all at once on the long saber that served as Zhou Liang's Life-Bound Weapon.
Boom!
The instant the ship-ballast iron was attached, Zhou Liang's body went