This fox fairy is too inhuman

What made Ren Yidao feel very regretful was that Jian Xinxin did not come to the stage to fight with him until the end.

The old otaku just raised his hand, nodded viciously at Ren Yidao, and then called Gongye Dachang to abstain.

From Jian Xinxin's point of view, this is not admitting defeat.

It was a compromise with his wife. In order to prevent a troublemaker from affecting the harmonious relationship between them, he chose to let go.

But in Ren Yidao's opinion... fart.

What nonsense reason are you talking about?

Isn't it cowardice to retreat without a fight?

Miscellaneous fish~miscellaneous fish~
Brother Jian is really too stupid~
Sure enough, I laughed at the Jing person for his lack of strategy, the Sword person for his lack of wisdom, and the old thief Sikong...cough!

After being proud, Ren Yidao suddenly discovered that he had actually won four games, even the highest among everyone present.

Accidentally, I got a first place?

If I continue like this, might I really be able to top the list of this Immortal Sect Competition?

It's difficult, but it seems... not impossible?
Look at the remaining opponents, Yu Hongjian, Mei, Venerable Du Juan, Mo Yushuang, and the strongest of them all, the general from the Southern Xinjiang Divine Dynasty, Zang Zhenyu, who has no late-stage strength.

Among these five people, Ren Yidao can only have some confidence when facing Hong Jian. Sister Mei's personal relationship should be able to make her admit defeat. As for the remaining three... none of them have simple roles.

Even Yu Hongjian will not be easy to deal with.

Although Ren Yidao seemed to be relaxed and relaxed when facing Ying Tengjiao, the biggest problem actually lay with Yingteng Jiao himself. It was his arrogance and arrogance that ruined him. .

After having such a tragic experience, Yu Hongjian, who is already on guard, will definitely not be careless and will use 100% caution. He will definitely be careful and cautious.

And there is no easy person for a cautious Wu Xiang.

Alas, what can we do?

Originally, when he was still far away from his goal, Ren Yidao had no idea about being at the top of the list.

But when the situation has reached this point, ambition will naturally grow.

Do you want to make a little more progress?

Do you want to work harder?
Family, I really want to make progress!
Ren Yidao licked his lips slightly and slowly suppressed the swollen confidence in his heart.

You still have to be calm and don't let this unrealistic self-confidence interfere with your thinking.

So, who should you choose as your opponent?
After touching his chin and thinking for a while, Ren Yidao suddenly had an idea. He looked towards the audience with a smile and nodded towards his chosen target.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, please."

Mo Yushuang frowned slightly, never expecting that Ren Yi would choose herself as his opponent at this time.

Shouldn't he choose Yu Hongjian? Or let that woman lose to him on purpose?

But no matter what he thought, Mo Yushuang had no reason to refuse.

She walked slowly onto the ring, shook her head at Ren Yidao, and said coldly: "Let me tell you in advance, I will not bet with you. If you want me to play those tricks with you, you'd better die as soon as possible. Heart."

Mo Yushuang would not gamble with Ren Yidao on some messy conditions like Gong Yangke did, and would not give up her own advantages.

Once the sword is in the hands of the swordsman, there is only one fight.

Only by fighting can this game be won or lost.

"It's okay, it's okay, I won't make it difficult for you." Ren Yidao waved his hand leisurely, "But just think of it as my rest time after the game. Before I start, I want to ask you two questions."

Ren Yidao fought two games in a row without taking a break. At this time, taking a half-hour break was just a trivial matter and no one would raise any objections.

"You ask." Mo Yushuang hugged the sword tightly and nodded silently.

"What's the name of your sword?" Ren Yidao stared at the simple long sword in Mo Yushuang's arms with a strange look in his eyes.

Ren Yidao's gaze made Mo Yushuang feel a little uncomfortable. She turned slightly to avoid his gaze and said calmly:
"...The name of the sword is Immortality."

"Changsheng, what a good name. It sounds like a good name that can lead to longevity. It's definitely not a short-lived thing." Ren Yidao raised his eyebrows and nodded back and forth in admiration.

Ren Yidao's emotional words seemed to contain other meanings, which made Mo Yushuang frown, about to get angry.

But before she spoke, Ren Yidao asked again.

"Last question, this Taoist Taoist Immortal..."

Fellow! ! ?

Ren Yidao looked at Mo Yushuang, whose expression changed slightly, with a sly smile. He blinked and said via voice transmission: "Are you from Zhujianlu?"

! ! ?

In an instant, Senhan's murderous intent erupted in the arena.

Ren Yidao stood motionless, and in front of him, the cold sword blade was already pointing between his eyebrows.

"What did you say!!?" Mo Yushuang said coldly, her originally cold face now filled with ferocious murderous intent.

"Where did you know about this? Did Zhujianlu tell you?"

Mo Yushuang was on the verge of breaking out. If Ren Yidao's answer didn't satisfy her, she would pierce it without hesitation.

This is her biggest secret and reverse scale.

"Friend Daoist Mo, don't be nervous." Ren Yidao didn't panic at all. He raised his hand to push away the sword blade and said casually, "No one in Zhujianlu told me this secret, but you told me."

He smiled and stared at the gloomy Golden Sword Catcher across from him, and shook his head slightly.

"Is he very important to you? Taoist monk?"

Clang…

Seeing that the sword showed signs of being unsheathed again, Ren Yidao put out the fire in time.

"Haha, don't have such a big reaction. This is just a small retaliation for you. Now aren't we even?"

Ren Yidao's smile was bright, but in Mo Yushuang's eyes, it was full of ridicule.

Not long ago, Mo Yushuang touched Ren Yidao's anger with Jing Yueqin's incident, and now... it's Ren Yidao's turn to take revenge.

Fox, I have never been one to suffer the consequences of being dumb.

"After I noticed that there is a special sword spirit in your sword, I have already begun to speculate on his identity, and it is really not difficult to guess." "..."

Ren Yidao saw Mo Yushuang put away the sword silently, and was convinced of his guess.

Bet right.

"After all, it's rare that you would choose to sacrifice your life in order to forge a weapon."

Think about it, what kind of tough guy would jump into a sword-making furnace without any trouble?
Xiangyuan, Moye, Monk Chengkong, Nightshade...oh, it seems like a strange guy got mixed in, but it's not important.

In the Northern Ming Dynasty, the only ones who can forge swords and are obsessed with them to this extent are Zhujian Lu and the various sects under Zhujian Lu.

"Plus you're here now, so it's easy to guess, isn't it?" Ren Yidao talked eloquently, looking at Gongye Dachang and others seemingly casually.

"You seem to represent Yuqing Villa, but in fact... you are a hidden card of Zhujianlu."

In the eyes of the world, Mo Yushuang represents other sects that are fighting against super sects, but in fact, she is an undercover agent secretly arranged by Zhujianlu. When necessary, she will clear the obstacles on the road for Zhujianlu.

"What's the surname of Brother Changsheng? Gongye? Gongyang? Or Gongsun?"

"... Gongsun."

Gongsun Changsheng.

Ok?
Ren Yidao raised his eyebrows and thought of a woman carrying a sledgehammer.

If your guess is correct, Gongsun Changsheng and Gongsun Changsheng should be the same generation, right?
Seeing that Ren Yidao suddenly stopped talking, Mo Yushuang was a little anxious and asked: "After talking so much, what do you want to say?"

"What did you say? Oh, fellow Daoist Mo, you misunderstood. I really have nothing to say, I'm just curious."

Ren Yidao shrugged and said indifferently, "After all, such sword spirits are rare."

"I don't know what Zhujianlu promised you. They asked you to be their backup trump card. There is no way to offer a higher price."

"but……"

Ren Yidao smiled slightly and said meaningfully: "Perhaps, I can help you more than the Sword Making House, but not necessarily."

"Believe me, Zhujianlu may understand this situation better, but when it comes to souls, our Shinto Sect is more proficient."

"Besides, you've seen it before, they still need me to help them communicate with the sword spirit!"

Ren Yidao said that he didn't ask for anything, but he didn't stray away from what he could do.

This is already a naked inducement.

And this is definitely not the end.

"Of course, not only are we good at conferring gods and creating gods, our Shinto Sect is actually better at killing..." When Ren Yidao said this, he suddenly realized what he was talking about and shook his head apologetically, "Oh, don't be nervous, Take it for granted that I didn’t say this, I definitely wouldn’t do such a cruel thing to your Taoist companion on purpose.”

His face was full of sympathy and sincerity, but then he added apologetically: "But if... well, I mean if something unexpected happens, you must not blame me!"

"After all, swords have no eyes, and you are so powerful. In order not to embarrass the sect, I can only do my best and use all my offensive methods."

"Just like Fellow Daoist Mo said he would not engage in a gambling fight with me, I will not give up my methods either."

Threat.

Every word Ren Yidao said was a naked threat, but there was a very embarrassing apology on his face.

Mo Yushuang was silent, clutching the hilt of the sword tightly, the aura on her body kept floating, and she couldn't control her emotions.

kill him!

This thought flashed away, and Mo Yushuang wondered whether Ren Yidao had revealed his secret to others in the Shendao Sect in advance.

If Ren Yidao is killed in public, even if he is the master of the golden sword, the Beiqian court may not be able to protect her, let alone the Taoist soul in her sword.

"You..." Mo Yushuang stared at Ren Yidao and spoke with difficulty, "What do you want to say?"

What on earth do you want me to do! ! ?
"I told you, it's nothing." Ren Yidao looked at her strangely and blinked, "Forget it, let's not talk too much. I'll take a rest first."

After saying that, he didn't give Mo Yushuang a chance to speak anymore. He closed his eyes directly, blocked his perception of the outside world, and fell into meditation on the stage.

"..."

Mo Yushuang stared at him, clenching her hands until they were shaking.

In the end, he could only sigh helplessly, lowered his head, and pressed his face against the scabbard.

"Longevity..."

"Tell me, who should I believe?"

That year, Gongsun Changsheng sacrificed his body to the sword at the critical moment of life and death, helping her escape from the siege at the cost of his life.

The most promising disciple of Zhujianlu's generation to conquer the world fell and turned into the soul in the sword.

The two are close to each other, but they cannot talk, and they are separated by life and death.

Lijian was speechless, but trembled slightly, as if in response.

Half an hour later, Ren Yidao opened his eyes and said loudly without giving Mo Yushuang time to speak:

"Let's start fighting!"

He looked at Mo Yushuang with a complicated expression and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

"Ask what love is in this world? It only teaches you how to make love between life and death."

"What about the ruthless swordsman? The relationship is sad!"

"Since ancient times, love is the most difficult relationship. There are many infatuated people in the world."

……

After the war, the two sides exchanged one hundred and twenty moves, with no winner or loser.

In the 130th move, Mo Yushuang of Yuqing Villa recognized herself as unbeatable, took the initiative to admit defeat, and jumped off the ring.

Shinto Sect Ren Yidaoshou succeeded in the challenge.

Four battles and four victories.

A total of five wins, ranking first. (End of chapter)