Chapter 76

No one had anticipated that such an incident would occur during the arena match. Yi Yun suddenly appeared, incapacitated Zhao Tiezhu, and then knocked Lian Cuihua unconscious.

In the Great Wasteland, medical conditions were extremely backward. Such severe injuries would almost certainly lead to infection without antibiotics. Once infected and inflamed, it would be very difficult for a person to survive.

Even if Zhao Tiezhu survived, his martial arts skills and labor capacity would be ruined, and whether he could even get out of bed was a question.

As for Lian Cuihua, her face was disfigured. Of course, in Yi Yun's view, the difference in her appearance before and after disfigurement was negligible. However, with a few missing teeth, Lian Cuihua would no longer be able to eat coarse grains and wild vegetables. In the Great Wasteland, there was no good food to eat. Unless someone took care of her, Lian Cuihua was likely to starve to death.

For both Zhao Tiezhu and Lian Cuihua, the future held nothing but a tragic end.

After Yi Yun successively incapacitated Zhao Tiezhu and Lian Cuihua, the entire arena fell silent.

Many people who had hated Yi Yun for their family members being infected with the plague were now scared like little chickens.

Yi Yun noticed these people, even recognizing a few of the children who had surrounded Jiang Xiaorou.

A woman's face changed, and she quickly shielded her child, trembling, "At that time... it was Lian Cuihua who incited... incited them to burn your house..."

In the eyes of many members of the Lian clan, Yi Yun's return after becoming powerful would certainly lead to a reckoning for the burning of his house and the attack on Jiang Xiaorou.

Yi Yun took a few steps forward.

The woman's face turned even paler, "Throwing... throwing cow dung was also Lian Cuihua's idea, we... we..."

The child who had thrown the cow dung was about the same age as Yi Yun, and even a bit stronger. Normally, he wouldn't have taken Yi Yun seriously, but today, he was already scared stiff.

"Do you really think it was I who made your men contract the plague?"

Yi Yun's words, infused with primordial energy, carried for miles, and everyone heard them clearly.

For a moment, everyone was stunned. This was the information announced by the Lian clan's leadership. Could it be wrong?

Moreover, they had always been puzzled: Yi Yun had contracted the plague, been possessed, and fallen from a canyon over a hundred feet high. How could he not have died?

And how could he have defeated Zhao Tiezhu?

To this day, many villagers still couldn't believe that Yi Yun had incapacitated Zhao Tiezhu in just two moves. They knew Yi Yun had gone to study martial arts with Zhang Yuxian.

But he had only practiced for a month. How could he be so much stronger than Zhao Tiezhu, who had practiced for over a decade?

"Our... our men... what... what happened to them?"

The woman asked, trembling. At this moment, Yi Yun noticed that Lian Chengyu had stood up, his eyes like venomous snakes, staring at him.

Cold, murderous intent, malice, and greed!

All the attributes of a snake were contained within them!

Yi Yun knew that Lian Chengyu was threatening him, but he met Lian Chengyu's gaze without fear and said to everyone, "The Wasteland Bones are toxic. Your men died from refining the Wasteland Bones, and it has nothing to do with me!"

Yi Yun's voice carried far, echoing clearly in everyone's ears.

For a moment, the crowd erupted!

The Wasteland Bones are toxic!?

Their men died from refining the Wasteland Bones!?

The people looked at each other, some discussing the matter.

If it were the old, powerless Yi Yun speaking today, no one would have believed him. Instead, he would have been tied to a pile of firewood and burned alive for being possessed.

But now, with his powerful strength, even if his words sounded incredible and hard to understand, people would still subconsciously believe him to some extent.

This was the power of strength!

A person's strength not only determined their status and dignity but also the weight of their words.

The words of the strong were as good as gold, resounding with authority.

The words of the weak were like flatulence, ignored by all!

The current Yi Yun stood on the arena because of his strength. Otherwise, how could a twelve-year-old child establish his authority?

Lian Chengyu sneered, saying nothing, and at this moment, an old man in a yellow robe stood up.

"Nonsense!"

This old man, with a powerful voice, was the patriarch of the Lian clan.

"You, a mere child, are spreading lies here! The Wasteland Bones are treasures bought with all the clan's savings, refined over several days with the entire clan's effort! How could they be toxic!?"

"This essence of the Wasteland Bones, Chengyu has already consumed. If it were truly toxic, Chengyu would have been the first to die!"

The old patriarch had a heavy presence, especially after ruling the Lian clan for so many years, establishing his authority.

Even if Yi Yun had strength, his words still carried less weight than the patriarch's.

Moreover, the patriarch's words made sense.

The Wasteland Bones were bought at great cost for Lian Chengyu. If they were toxic, the clan would have wasted a great deal to harm Lian Chengyu.

"The patriarch is right! Fellow villagers, don't believe the words of this child!"

"Would you believe a twelve-year-old child?"

Many people in the crowd shouted. These were members of the Lian clan, closely tied to the ruling class. Some were informants or rumor spreaders for the Lian clan leadership, receiving extra food as a reward.

Seeing that some villagers still had doubts about Yi Yun's words, they said, "Do you think this little monkey is strong? Compared to Master Lian, he's nothing!"

"Defeating Zhao Tiezhu is nothing. Zhao Tiezhu is just an ordinary person like us. Master Lian has reached the Purple Blood Realm. Do you know what the Purple Blood Realm is? The official Zhang who came to our village was also at the Purple Blood Realm, almost like a god in the sky!"

The scene of Zhang Yuxian riding a giant beast and easily cutting down a tree as thick as a person's arms was deeply ingrained in people's minds. They knew how terrifying the Purple Blood Realm was. In comparison, Zhao Tiezhu, who only wrestled, was nothing.

"In our eyes, Yi Yun is strong, but compared to Master Lian, he is nothing! Only Master Lian can lead us to a better life. Do you really believe this little child over Master Lian?"

More people shouted.

It had to be said that the Lian clan's rule was deeply rooted. It was very difficult for Yi Yun to influence their foundation with just a few words, especially since he had no evidence to prove his claims.

Moreover, the clan had invested all its resources in Lian Chengyu, who had "lived up to expectations," "broken through" to the Purple Blood Realm.

Everyone hoped that Lian Chengyu could change their lives. At such a time, how could they not believe Lian Chengyu and instead believe a twelve-year-old child?

Even if Yi Yun had defeated Zhao Tiezhu, it was the same!

Yi Yun had anticipated this. It didn't matter; he hadn't expected to overthrow Lian Chengyu with just a few words. He only needed to plant a seed of doubt in the people's hearts.

The Great Wasteland was a world where strength was supreme, and the victor was the king, as it had always been!

Did the victor need evidence to convince the people? That would be superfluous, because the powerful victor's words were the rules, the law, and the truth.

The strong didn't need many words to explain themselves; others would subconsciously believe them, and they had no choice but to believe.

Yi Yun's appearance today was actually with the intention of confronting Lian Chengyu head-on.

He knew that Lian Chengyu, relying on the "essence" of the Wasteland Bones, which had no energy left, could not break through to the Purple Blood Realm.

Lian Chengyu was at the peak of the Qi Induction stage, while Yi Yun had just entered the Qi Induction stage and reached the Dragon Pulse stage.

He was confident in this battle!

But Yi Yun was still wary of Yao Yuan, not knowing what his true strength was.

He was waiting, waiting for Lian Chengyu to make a move, while also secretly observing Yao Yuan.

However, what Yi Yun didn't expect was that Lian Chengyu had no intention of making a move. He just looked at him with a dark expression!

Today, Lian Chengyu could not make a move!

Yao Yuan had warned him that he was extremely angry, and his heart meridian was injured.

If he ignored his injuries and made a move, it would be fine, but he would not be able to recover to his peak state in a few days for the Divine Kingdom election!