Chapter Fifty-Three: A Successful Bet

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  Fourth layer, Zhang Song was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his face pale, and his entire body had lost that sharp edge of pride. He indeed no longer had any strength left, after all using secret methods to exceed one's limits required a price to be paid.

  Yang Yi walked into the fourth floor, and Zhang Song, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, also seemed to have a feeling, suddenly opening his eyes, with a look of surprise, confusion, and then a hint of sharpness and a faint killing intent.

  "Good, good, it seems I really underestimated you, and you were actually able to break into the fourth layer!"

  Now all the masters in the fourth layer, except for Yang Yi, have condensed seven drops of essence blood. Only Yang Yi has six drops of essence blood, and it's only natural that he would attract attention by breaking into the fourth layer with just six drops of essence blood.

  So as soon as Yang Yiyang entered, everyone's eyes turned to Yang Yi.

  "Are you Yang Yi?"

  Suddenly, a man with slightly golden hair asked.

  Yang Yi nodded slightly: "Not bad, I am Yang Yi."

  In fact, the names of these cultivators are clearly displayed in everyone's mind, which is also the function of the Four Sides Mirror. Now, there are only six people who have passed the third layer.

  Yang Yi suddenly furrowed his brow, and only then did he realize that the fourth layer had only five people, including himself. There was one more person who was already on the fifth layer.

  "Ouyang Xin, he's actually already broken into the fifth floor?"

  Yang Yi naturally knew that those who could break into the fifth floor were terrifying, each floor was ten times stronger than the next, the fifth floor was ten times stronger than the fourth floor, and the fourth floor was also ten times stronger than the third floor.

  In this fourth layer, which one is not a genius with high talent and great strength? But except for Ou Yang Xin, no one has gone through the fifth layer.

  Yang Yi walked to the fourth floor's guardian beast and found that it was a golden finch. This golden finch was extremely small, but its eyes revealed a hint of cleverness, making it absolutely not simple as the guardian beast of the fourth floor.

  "Hey, don't be ignorant of the heights and depths. Do you think you can get past the Golden Finch's guard? Ou Yang Xin was able to pass because he condensed eight drops of essence blood. If that were the case, it would be fine. But Ou Yang Xin, do you know? Haha, looking at your expression, you don't even know. Ou Yang Xin has a treasure, the Cang Feng Sword. With one sword strike, heaven and earth change. That's a treasure, something only a master who has reached the heavens can refine, with unimaginable power. Besides him, no one can pass the fourth layer."

  These monks were expressionless and everyone was a proud genius, but when facing this canary, everyone's face also showed a hint of helplessness.

  Yang Yi said coldly: "Is that so? Is it absolutely impossible to get through? Even if it's extremely dangerous, I still want to try. If I don't even have the courage to try, then what's the point?"

  Yang Yi walked up to the canary's front, his whole body's aura gradually opening up, his heart beating violently.

  The other four monks, even Zhang Song's face showed a hint of surprise.

  Yang's eyes condensed slightly, and his entire body suddenly transformed into a flowing light, making it impossible for the naked eye to see his figure.

  "A fleeting glimpse!"

  This fleeting flash is an infinitely approaching half-immortal product of martial skills, with a speed that's ghostly and demonic.

  Zhang Song saw Yang Yi display the Floating Light Flash, and a hint of disdain appeared in his eyes. He muttered softly: "It's really stupid to compare speed in front of the Golden Finch, there's nothing more stupid than this."

  As expected, the canary's beautiful plumage flashed slightly, and Yang Yi suddenly found that the canary's shadow had disappeared.

  Bang

  Suddenly, a surge of great force came, and Yang Yi felt that his back was heavily slammed. This force was even stronger than the Fire Cloud Lion. Even with the protection of the Azure Cloud Armor, his internal organs were shaken out of place, and some were even injured.

  Yang Yi turned around in shock and stared at the golden finches flying continuously in the air.

  "Canary, incredibly fast, infinitely powerful, and utterly ruthless!"

  Yang Yi's ear suddenly picked up a faint voice, and it was actually one of the men wearing a white shirt.

  This is a reminder for Yang Yi.

  Yang Yi knew through the information provided by the four-sided mirror in his mind that this man was called Wu Tian Gang, also a genius cultivator, otherwise he wouldn't have made it to the fourth floor.

  "Haha, incredibly fast! Let's see how much faster you can go, Binding Technique!"

  Yang's hands shook slightly, and forty drops of fresh blood quickly dripped from his fingertips. Yes, exactly forty drops. Yang's face turned slightly pale.

  These forty drops of fresh blood suddenly all burned, the strong binding force produced is unimaginable, although much smaller than the power to launch the Blood Drive technique, but enough to bind the Goldfinch for a moment.

  The canary's body flashed once, but suddenly found that its whole body was bound by a force, and the speed was extremely slow.

  Yang Yi burst out laughing and seized the opportunity, transforming into a streak of light that flew towards the canary.

  Just then, a sharp cry came from the canary's mouth, and that small body suddenly inflated.

  Boom

  A burst of unparalleled terror suddenly erupted, and Yang's heart was greatly shocked. He immediately felt an incomparable sense of danger, and his body quickly flashed to the side.

  Scoff

  It was this flash that allowed Yang to dodge the danger, but his arm was still cut with a long blood mark, and fresh blood spurted out.

  Yang Yi's reaction was also quick, knowing that the binding force could no longer bind the goldfinch that had suddenly burst out with terrifying power, and he immediately launched a fierce Nine Palaces Illusion.

  "Whoosh"

  Four Yangs appeared in an instant, and a daze appeared in the eyes of the golden finch. In this brief moment of dizziness, Yang Yi's figure quickly rushed over.

  Bang

  Yang Yi's eyes blurred, and the golden finch in front of him had vanished again. At the same time, a powerful force struck his chest once more. The speed of the golden finch was simply astonishing. Even with the protection of the Azure Cloud Armor, Yang Yi's heart still felt uncomfortable.

  Yang Yi tried every means, but didn't even touch a single feather of the golden finch, and instead ended up harming himself.

  "Haha, Yang Yi, you're already incredibly lucky to have made it to the fourth layer by chance. With your six drops of essence blood's power, do you think you can still handle the Golden Finch?" Zhang Song laughed unscrupulously at Yang Yi's disheveled appearance.

  Yang's eyes flashed with a fierce glint, and his entire body suddenly pounced into the center, staring tightly at the canary.

  "Whoosh"

  The canary flew towards Yang Yi in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, a surge of great force came from his chest, tearing apart the clothes on his body, revealing the radiant Biyun armor inside.

  "Bìyún jiǎ? This is Bái Yì's!" Zhang Song saw the Bìyún armor, his eyes full of murderous intent, gazing at Yang Yī with venom.

  Yang Yiqiang endured the pain and let the canary collide with him, waiting for an opportunity to strike back with a fatal blow.

  Of course, he was also gambling; if the canary had flown into his head, he would have died too, but he was still gambling.

  His hands had already gathered dozens of drops of fresh blood, and with his eyes slightly closed, he seemed to be able to feel the trajectory of the canary's movement.

  Bang

  Another powerful impact, this time in the lower abdomen, Yang Yi was struck with immense force, causing unbearable pain. However, he couldn't care about that now. In the instant he felt the impact, a gleam of light flashed across his eyes, and the blood in his hand suddenly ignited. He shouted: "Binding Technique!"

  A powerful binding force rapidly spread around, and the figure of the canary also appeared. This was a rare opportunity, and it was also an opportunity for Yang Yi to bet with his own life. He won the bet.

  Bang

  A flash of blue light, Yang Yi's palm heavily printed on the Golden Finch's body, the highly toxic substance rapidly spreading, the Golden Finch was not strong enough to resist the highly toxic substance in Yang Yi's hand, its entire body rapidly rotting.

  Canary is dead!