Evil Emperor Zun

Chapter 322

The sword-shaped phantom cut through Wanfa, and slashed straight at Situ Yucheng.

For a moment, it seems that the sword shadow is this world, it is the law, it is the "Tao", and it is the power itself.No matter where he fled, he couldn't escape the envelope of that powerful sword intent.

This space has not been blocked, but the pervasive force of law has completely controlled all auras.Situ Yucheng tried his best, but he couldn't move his body.

The only thing he can do is to mobilize the spiritual power of his whole body with all his strength, pouring it into the protective shield in front of him without reservation.That layer of shining golden light, under his full support, is becoming more and more intense.

However, in front of the majesty of the world, Situ Yucheng can only become a crushed little ant even if he wears the strongest armor.Cracks appeared in the protective cover at a visible speed, but only for a moment, a series of "click" sounds together, and the protective cover has been broken into pieces.The sword-shaped phantom fell down like a knife cutting tofu without hindrance.

"I'm going to die..." Situ Yucheng's pupils constricted, staring fixedly at the boundless darkness that was about to engulf him.The closer you get, the more deeply you can feel the fluctuations in the spiritual power, which is so powerful that it makes your heart palpitate.If he really suffered that trick, he would definitely die so that there was not even a scum left...

The sword-shaped phantom finally fell before his eyes.

Situ Yucheng's consciousness fell into nothingness.

……

When he regained consciousness, the sword-shaped phantom had completely disappeared.The front of Mo Liangcheng's palm returned to the inch-sized spiritual power dagger.Right now, it was right on the side of his neck.

However, even if the volume has shrunk exponentially, the coercion contained in it is not at all smaller than the sword-shaped phantom just now.

Could it be... is this the real sword intent?One thought can turn into everything, and one thought can turn into thousands... At this moment, a flash of light flashed across Situ Yucheng's heart, and he seemed to vaguely grasp something.

"I admit defeat." Situ Yucheng said with a smile.

"Junior Brother Liangcheng, you are worthy of being the number one genius in the Dingtian Mountain Range! I am convinced if I lose to you!"

At this time, his smile was completely sincere, without any unwillingness or resentment caused by defeat.

After all, spiritual cultivators have worked hard to comprehend the Dao of heaven and earth, and the most difficult thing to find is the opportunity for epiphany.Now that Situ Yucheng felt something in the center of the battle, even his soul power showed a significant increase at that moment.The gains from this battle were indeed much greater than what he had originally expected.

Mo Liangcheng's expression remained indifferent, as if he was just an ordinary spectator, not the winner of this match.After he silently removed the spiritual dagger, he paused for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and said, "Senior brother Situ, if I give you some advice on cultivation, would you listen to it?"

Situ Yucheng was stunned. When he really heard what Mo Liangcheng was saying, a kind of ecstasy flashed in his eyes for an instant, and he responded repeatedly: "Of course! I'm all ears!"

Mo Liangcheng nodded slightly, and said: "Your attack and defense are indeed good, but the speed is too slow. I don't just mean the speed of movement, but also the speed of attacks. This makes the enemy completely able to attack you Before making a move, take the first step to control the opportunity. However, none of your attack and defense can make you win the game.

To put it simply, your short board is too short, and your long board is not long enough, so once you meet a real strong player, you will suffer a lot.

Also, you depend too much on your sword.The strength of a spiritual cultivator should not only rely on weapons, so I say that you have a sword in your hand, but you don't have a sword in your heart.As for your favorite 'Sword Intent', if you have time, you can recall the move I just made, it should be rewarding. "After finishing speaking, regardless of what Situ Yucheng understood, he turned around and stepped down.

In the auditorium, Daoist Tianjue crossed his hands back and forth, his expression seemed to be thinking about a century-old problem.

"Hey, Yucheng still lost in the end. Although it was expected, but besides regret, why is it more complicated than I can tell?"

"Yeah, he really lost completely this time. Not only did he lose, but he was even pointed out by the enemy in the end..."

Daoist Liaochen caressed his long beard, "But, that Mo Liangcheng is actually right! Before he said it, I have never seen Yucheng's fighting style, and there are still such serious flaws. But after what he said, and I thought about it carefully, this is indeed the case! Ashamed, I always feel that the eyesight of us old guys is compared to his juniors!

Also, through the observation of him in these few games, as well as his personality, he is indeed a very good junior. The strength and vision he has shown are far beyond his current age.I only regret now, such a top-notch talent, why was he first recruited by the Burning Heaven Sect? "

"Yucheng, his smile is very sincere now." Daoist Tianjue's gaze still stayed on the field, "I don't have any regrets after losing the game, and some just enjoy the game and the joy of gaining in the game. This made me feel that he is the truly open-minded person. Compared with him, my master is too concerned about gains and losses. This really made me... have mixed feelings for a while!"

Daoist Liaochen didn't respond to this old friend's emotion anymore, turned to Ye Shuo who was beside him and asked, "Suo'er, you also saw the match in Moliang City just now, how do you feel? Are you sure you can win it?"

Ye Shuo was still carefully reminiscing about the previous game scene.A truly influential battle, not only those who witnessed it, but even the audience outside the field can be inspired by it.Especially the last move of "Burning the Heavens and Cracking the Mountains and Rivers", gave him a vaguely new direction in the use of power.

It took a while to hear the master's question, adjusted my thinking, and replied: "Actually, this is not the first time I have seen him make a move. But every time he fights, he always gives me a feeling of 'unfathomable'." Feeling. I don’t think any opponent can force him to use his full strength. He has always been able to do his best. In addition, his body skills are even more perfect. If we really want to compare strengths, I think, I am inferior to him."

Seeing Daoist Chen's frustrating face for a moment, he quickly smiled and added: "Master, I'm not talking about frustration! Have you forgotten that I have always been strong when I meet the strong? I used to talk to Liang Brother Cheng has made an appointment, and I want to fight with all my strength in the ring, so I will definitely work hard to win! Even if I still lose in the end, it shouldn't be too ugly... In short, I will definitely not lose. It will embarrass our Xuantian sect!"

Daoist Liaochen patted Ye Shuo on the shoulder. Just as he was about to speak, Daoist Tianjue suddenly stepped in: "Shuo'er, you can't say such useless words! What do you mean you still lose in the end? Yucheng!" The revenge of this game, I will wait for you to avenge him!"

Daoist Liaochen laughed loudly: "Brother Tianjue, just now you were saying that you were too worried about gains and losses, and now you are here again? Do you want to drag my apprentice into trouble?"

Daoist Tianjue blew his beard and stared: "You don't hurt your back when you stand and talk! In this competition, our Mirage faction has already stopped in the first round, but the two contestants on your side can at least do it!" Enter the second round. It’s a friend’s, so let’s win it back with our share!”

In the second row behind them, Chu Tianyao's face sank quietly.

"One or two will only count on Ye Shuo... Anyway, it's useless to say more, then I'll surprise you all!" Chu Tianyao cast his eyes on the list on the whiteboard, and quickly connected players.

"According to the current situation, I should face Mo Liangcheng in the third round. At that time, I will definitely defeat him with my own hands, so that all of you can see my strength! I am the elite of the Xuantian Sect Disciple, no one can replace you! Ye Shuo, he is just a short-lived kid..."

On the field, the referee's blood boiled again.

"Situ Yucheng's performance is indeed very good, and he is worthy of being called one of the 'Four Finalists'! And he really let us see what is the spirit of the game, what is the 'glorious defeat', let us put Applause to Situ Yucheng who has fought hard on the field!

In addition, there is Mo Liangcheng player, he is really outstanding!I use one sentence to describe him, only we can't think of it, without him we can't do it!To be able to see such a wonderful game in my lifetime, I feel that it is worthwhile for me to come to this world! "The referee sent another pass of emotion, and drew a red line on Mo Liangcheng's name, connecting it with Chen Guyi from the third group.

"Then, our morning match has come to a successful conclusion! Next, each team member will eat and rest by himself, and the staff will be responsible for repairing the damaged arena. After two hours, we will gather here again."

When everyone from the Fentian faction had packed up one after another, the referee suddenly jumped off the stage, stepped in front of Mo Liangcheng, and took out a pen and paper: "Mo Liangcheng contestant, please sign me! "

Mo Liangcheng took the pen and paper in embarrassment, not knowing what to do for a while.It took a long time to force out a sentence: "Actually, I am just an ordinary disciple...you don't have to praise me to the altar like this."

The referee turned a deaf ear, staring at the pen and paper, rubbing his hands in excitement: "Ah! This moment I've been looking forward to!"

Mo Liangcheng sighed, knowing that what he said just now was playing the piano to the cow.But the referee's performance was too exaggerated, and he always felt that one of his names was not worthy of being so sought after by others, so he still couldn't write down this first stroke.

Just when he was in a dilemma, another hand suddenly stretched out beside him, and he took the pen and paper away.

"I want my junior brother's signature! Take money to buy it! Just sign one... um... 100 spirit stones!"

This brash spoiler is none other than Guo Yangyun.After bluffing the referee with a few words, he patted Mo Liangcheng on the shoulder in a grandiose manner: "Junior Liangcheng, I will be your manager from now on! I will be in charge of building you, if other people want to contact you alone , all must be approved by me first!

Let me do the math, sign 100 spirit stones, shake hands 300 spirit stones, eat together, 500 spirit stones!Contact information... 1000 spirit stones!Wow, I'm going to get rich if I go on like this..." After Guo Yangyun said it, he had fallen into the intoxicated state of counting with his fingers, as if mountains of gold and silver had appeared before his eyes.

As the protagonist, Mo Liangcheng looked out of the situation: "Uh... Senior brother, are you sure? But haven't you always disliked me?"

Guo Yangyun patted him on the shoulder boldly again, each time with enough force to push an ordinary spiritual cultivator directly to the ground, grinning and said: "Don't worry, I won't follow you even if I don't like you anymore." I can’t afford the money!” Then he said to the dumbfounded referee: “Have you thought about it? Will you pay? If you don’t give us the money, we can leave! My junior brother’s time is very precious!”

"Ah? I'll give it to me!" The referee came back to his senses and quickly turned over his pockets one by one.Guo Yangyun smiled and tipped his toes, waiting for the 100 spirit stones to come in.However, he hadn't waited for a long time to be proud, and suddenly he was pushed violently by a strong force, and the whole person rolled forward and fell out in embarrassment.

"Why, you only want his autograph and not mine?" Luo Dixing squinted at the referee with a half-smile.

The referee was stunned for a moment. He never expected that Luo Dixing, who was the most difficult to get along with, would take the initiative to talk to him. Could it be that someone burned incense for him this morning?His body trembled from the intense excitement: "Of course I want it! Why, Mr. Xue Luosha, did you come here specially to give me an autograph?"

Luo Dixing smiled coldly: "No, I'm here to take him away." In front of the referee, he pulled Mo Liangcheng proudly: "Let's eat together at noon, I remember you invited me."

Mo Liangcheng passively dragged him away, and it took him a long time to say: "I refuse."

"That's right! You have to pay for my junior brother's meal!" Guo Yangyun got up from the ground at some point, and jumped to the side of the two again, "500 spirit stones at a time, hurry up! But you The restaurants have to be paid by others, do you have no money? Don’t look for my junior brother if you don’t have money... Ouch! Luo Dixing, what do you mean!!”

Guo Yangyun was kicked by Luo Dixing again and fell to the ground, sitting on the ground and howling.

Xing Shumin also saw the farce on this side.

Mo Liangcheng didn't eat with everyone at noon, which was just what he wanted.Every time, only when this talented junior brother is not around, the master will take the initiative to care about his cultivation situation as before.Only when Mo Liangcheng is not around can he become the focus of everyone's attention again.

After all, with Xing Shumin's character, he can only wait for others to talk to him, and he can't take the initiative to show off anyway.

"These two hours, I want to go back to my room to practice, you can eat by yourself." However, Xu Wuji's next sentence directly shattered Xing Shumin's full of expectations, "Guo Yangyun, keep an eye on this side, come back in the afternoon When gathering, don't miss the hour."

Guo Yangyun ran over covered in ashes, and answered loudly "Yes!", Xu Wuji glanced at his appearance with some distaste, and walked away without saying anything.

"...Then I'll go back to my room to practice." Xing Shumin was listless, greeted Guo Yangyun and left alone.

"It's okay, don't pay attention to him, don't pay attention to him, he won't have fun with us." Anyway, Xing Shumin has always been out of gregariousness, and he is a dispensable person in everyone's eyes. Guo Yangyun didn't take it seriously, turned around and went back Hooking shoulders with the rest of the juniors: "I've already made up my mind. We must drink a few large jars of wine at noon today—! Whoever can't drink is the grandson! Let's go, if you go late, there will be no seats. Go, go!"

(End of this chapter)