It’s too dangerous to seize the direct descendant, so I choose to be the leader of the Demon Cult

Chapter 101 Zhao Ci: Old Mo, listen carefully, the devil is just a dog basket
One person with one gun, standing in front of everyone.

For a moment, no one dared to act rashly.

Everyone looked at Zhao Ci as if they were seeing ghosts.

When did this Tenth Highness become so powerful?
Before, they only thought that Zhao Ci was not a mediocre person, but they didn't expect him to be so mediocre?

First-class meat.

How many years have you not heard of it?

Everyone is a genius. They can see Tan Yu's current condition at a glance. His true energy has been dispersed due to the strong impact. It cannot be called a serious injury, but he can hardly use his true energy in a short period of time.

Even if he faced Feng Kucha who didn’t have a mop, he wouldn’t dare to say that he would win!

You know, before Tan Yu fully demonstrated his strength, he was already in the middle of the pack among government officials.

The power of the three corpses was exposed today. At least everyone present could not guarantee a winning rate of more than [-]% when fighting against him.

Such a person was destroyed by Zhao Ci in an extremely cruel way at the speed of light.

What's going on here?
"Your Highness..."

Immediately some people looked grim and tried to find excuses.

Zhao Ci sneered: "You're pinching me! I allow you to take advantage of the situation. Are you not happy when I do the same thing?"

Everyone: "..."

Zhao Ci turned his head and shouted loudly: "Is the master of the Zongren Mansion here? The time for the battle has been determined. What should I do if the challenger forcefully finds an excuse to let go?"

These old men in the clan's mansion have always liked to peep, but now it's the first battle in the clan's war, how could they not observe secretly?
really.

His voice just fell.

There was a voice coming from nowhere: "If you are challenged and do not fight, you will be immediately sentenced to defeat. If the challenger is timid for no reason, he will certainly be sentenced to defeat. You people, please don't make up excuses. Miss Qingque is not pregnant. I said yesterday Just tried it.”

Zhao Ci: "..."

Zhu Li: "..."

Everyone: "..."

good good!
Is that how you play?

Hearing what the sixth person said, everyone could only return to their seats wiltingly. The Zongren Mansion was really not the kind of organization that would just fool around.

If you find any reason at will and are found out by the clan government afterwards, the designation will be even more embarrassing.

Then we can only bite the bullet and continue. Anyway, Zhao Ci has experienced a round of battles, and the intensity will definitely become lower and lower.

Zhao Ci jumped onto the high platform with a spear in hand.

"The next one will lose!"

"I'm coming……"

Gongshu Cuo took his iron umbrella and walked onto the martial arts stage with a sore face. When he first signed up, he was so excited that he wanted to test the strength of the tenth prince as soon as possible, but...

If I had known it would be too late, Zhao Ci's energy has hardly been consumed now.

It doesn't matter though.

He gritted his teeth. I was also a genius of the Huang Hai Gongshu family. How could I always think about picking up the slack?

Take a deep breath.

He turned the handle of the umbrella, and the iron umbrella opened in response. The clatter was all made of precision machinery: "I have made a mistake together. The weapon is the Luban umbrella. Your Highness, please enlighten me."

"Please!"

Zhao Ci made a gesture of invitation and rushed over.

I saw the Luban umbrella turning, and countless hidden weapons shot out.

When Zhao Ci saw this, he neither dodged nor blocked with his spear. Instead, the domineering Huangji Qi came out directly from his body and hit all kinds of weird hidden weapons.

Just hearing a buzzing sound, all the hidden weapons returned the way they came.

Gongshu Cuo was immediately horrified, and his true energy was crazily poured into the Luban umbrella, forcibly changing the path of the hidden weapon, but there was still a part that had no time to change direction, so he could only hold up the iron umbrella to block hastily.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

The sound of metal colliding was as dense as raindrops, making people's scalp numb.

Gongshu Cuo also looked a little pale. He never expected that Zhao Ci's zhenqi would be so domineering, and he would choose the right way of playing right away.

The Luban Umbrella is a compulsory course for young people of the Gongshu family to get started. The basic principle is very similar to that of Sinan. The magnetic umbrella can be filled with zhenqi to control the rain of hidden weapons. If Zhao Ci only blocks with a spear, he will inevitably be injured and defeated.

But if he uses his true energy to force it away, then...

Gongsu Cuo secretly complained, but he did not expect that as soon as he came up, he would be passively beaten.

If Zhao Ci approaches...

wrong!

It's close!
When Gongshucuo noticed the strong zhenqi behind him, the hairs on his body suddenly stood up. He was afraid that he would suffer a serious blow if he was approached by a first-grade flesh spirit!
I'm afraid I'll be disabled if I'm not good at close combat!

"I think……"

Before the word "lose" came out of his mouth, he felt a wave of true energy sealing his throat.

Then a big hand covered his mouth.

The whole person was pinned to the ground.

"Oh!"

A punch landed on his lower abdomen, causing his body to arch up in pain.

"What do you recognize?"

Zhao Ci looked indignant: "Do you think I'm a bad guy? Then I have to prove it to you!"

then.

"Oh!"

Another punch fell.

Very heavy.

But it is far from reaching the standard of first-grade flesh, and it is even less likely to cause too serious injuries.

But every time a punch landed, a wisp of Huangji Qi would enter Gongsu Cuo's meridians and begin to rush through his meridians, just like a herd of elephants breaking into a small river, completely disrupting the slowly flowing river.

"Oh!"

"Ugh..."

"Oh!"

"Ugh..."

"Oh!"

"Ugh..."

Although I didn't go there with the intention of hurting anyone, it really hurt when my fist hit me!

And he covered his mouth.

Don't say give up.

Even the screams were incoherent.

Every punch falls.

Everyone else on the list gets a twitch in the corner of their eye.

It's not like they haven't seen one-sided beatings.

But this is the first time I've seen someone beating him while covering his mouth to prevent him from admitting defeat.

This, this, this, who can withstand this!

Everyone: "..."

Yang Mo: "!!!"

Feng Kucha: "..."

Zhu Li: "Hahahahahahahahaha..."

She felt that today's boss was so handsome.

Punch after punch fell.

Screams came one after another.

at last.

Zhao Ci stopped hitting the person with his right hand and moved his left hand away from Gongshu Cuo's mouth.

Gong Sucao lay on the ground, looking at the sky, groaning in confusion.

Now the true energy in his body has been almost exhausted, and his meridians are like a river bed that has been repeatedly ravaged by elephants for a day.

The water can still flow, but the flow is uncontrollable.

"hiss……"

Everyone was stunned. This situation seemed to be much more serious than Tan Yu.

Tan Yu was able to recover after just one night of self-improvement.

If you want to recover overnight, you must take drugs.

Moreover, Tan Yu had no external injuries on his body. Although Gong Shucao was not seriously injured, his whole body looked miserable.

It’s the same as Te Niang’s steamed buns.

Zhao Ciju stayed where he was, looking at Gongshu Cuo who fell to the ground and moaning, and said with admiration: "Brother Gongshu is indeed the best among men. The battle was so difficult, but he didn't even say a word of admitting defeat. Although he was defeated, he showed his heroic demeanor. , on the other hand, I was lucky enough to win but exposed all kinds of shortcomings.”

Everyone: "Hiss..."

People want to admit defeat.

Do you give people a chance to admit defeat?

His Royal Highness.

You need a face!
Zhao Ci didn't pay attention to these admiring looks. He just waved his hand and motioned for his servants to lift Gongshu Cuo down, and then took out the list from his arms unhurriedly: "Please invite the next victim."

Everyone: "..."

Originally, they thought that coming to the Tenth Prince's Mansion this time would be like going to a brothel to raise funds for a girl. The scene was always cruel.

turn out.

People like myself are actually in the arithmetic sequence.

Zhao Ci is the unparalleled hunk who works alone in brothels.

Who can withstand this list of victims?
then.

More than a dozen games in a row.

He spent his time under Zhao Ci's crushing force.

They are all considered geniuses in their respective fields, and they always feel like they have some hope, but often they feel like they have no hope not long after they start.

Anyone who wanted to admit defeat would definitely be beaten by Zhao Ci with his mouth covered.

On the other hand, those who work hard from beginning to end can be a little more decent like Tan Yu.

Zhao Ci kept suppressing the corners of his mouth from beginning to end.

joke!

I just experienced a 1v99 battle royale.

This wheel battle mode is really simple.

And today, except for Tan Yu and Gong Shucuo and Zhu Ye of the Zhu family, there are really no top players.

sunset.

The wheel battle has finally come to the end.

Zhao Ci wiped his sweat and said, "It seems like there is only one left. Oops! All the energy has been exhausted!"

The last challenger couldn't listen to a word he said, his buttocks were welded to the seat, and he had no intention of getting on the stage. He just shouted loudly: "Your Highness's courage is really admirable. I don't want to take advantage of others' danger." , admit defeat!”

Zhao Ci: "..."

Is your family's ancestral property covered with film?
Can you put money on your face like this?

He was a little unhappy.

He was most afraid of this kind of spinelessness, so he simply avoided this battle and saved the next challenge to gain points.

But no way.

This is something the rules allow.

It happened that Zhao Ci was also exhausted. He galloped all day and night, and fought more than a dozen battles in succession. Even a first-grade man could not stand it, and his eyes turned black.

Then he smiled and waved his hand: "In that case, let's move on to the next game! In the next game, Tan Yu fights Feng Kucha!"

Tan Yu: "..."

He glanced back at the three corpse puppets behind him and tried to use his energy to mobilize them, but they didn't move at all as if they were dead.

Not to mention the mobilization of zhenqi, even the movement of zhenqi in his own body is severely blocked.

But fortunately, his opponent was Feng Kucha, and his body did not suffer too much trauma.

And it was Feng Kucha, whose mops were banned.

He gritted his teeth, picked up the specially prepared blunt sword and went up to the high platform.

the other side.

Zhao Ci patted Feng Kucha on the shoulder: "Old Feng, go!"

"hiss……"

Feng Kucha had a toothache: "This Tan Yu, if you beat him harder, my chances of winning will be greater."

Zhao Ci grinned: "If I beat them to the point of losing their ability to move, they can legitimately delay the challenge. Don't look at some people I beat badly, but in fact their ability to move is not affected much."

"Fine!"

Feng Kucha was helpless, but knew that this was reasonable, because their tactics against Zhu Li were like this two days ago. The first strong person consumed Zhu Li, but it would never make Zhu Li lose the ability to fight again.

He gritted his teeth and stood up: "I'll try my best!"

Say it.

He picked up the dull knife and went up.

After everyone reported their homes, they rushed towards Tan Yu with their swords in hand.

Zhao Ci was watching from below, a little surprised in his heart. He didn't expect that Brother Kucha's swordsmanship was really remarkable. He didn't fall short of those geniuses. It definitely couldn't be mastered overnight.

Damn!

We agreed to be trash together.

You secretly make up for classes, right?
Fortunately.

If I have a problem, I will make up for it more.

a time.

The fight was back and forth on the court.

Tan Yu's method of controlling corpses was abolished, and his true energy was severely blocked. However, this guy's physical condition was quite good. If he read correctly, he should be a third-grade body, and his sword skills were quite good.

Even if Feng Kucha had the advantage of his true energy, he could still suppress it.

A quarter of an hour later.

Feng Kucha's middle door opened wide and he was kicked off the ring.

Tan Yu coughed violently several times, and his face turned pale: "Cheng Rang!"

"Brother Tan has great swordsmanship!"

Feng Kucha scratched his head in frustration and sat next to Zhao Ci: "If my mop hadn't been banned, I would have won this one!"

Tan Yu: "..."

The corner of Zhao Ci's mouth twitched slightly, and he shook his head and said: "It's okay! Just try your best. This basic skill is very good. Once you get Wan Mugen, you can do a lot!"

"Then it's designated!"

Feng Kucha nodded firmly. Although he didn't get any points, he had no intention of getting discouraged.

Zhao Ci was also quite surprised. He didn't expect that his brother would actually have a big heart.

He took out the list: "In the next game, we will lose to Yang Mo."

Feng Kucha asked: "Old Mo, can you win?"

"can!"

Yang Mo smiled: "Don't worry!"

After that, he went into the ring with Gongshu Cuo.

then……

Whoa whoa whoa!
Several bottles of potion were spilled.

He simply hugged his head and curled up together: "Brother Gongshu, take action!"

He wears iron armor.

The body curled up into a ball.

It looks like an armored dragon turtle.

Common input errors: "..."

Zhao Ci was shocked: "Old Mo! He is almost useless, you pick up a gun and fight him!"

"No! That's not stable!"

Yang Mo's voice came from the metal ball: "I'm so experienced, I won't lose points easily!" Zhao Cilin was stunned.

Zhu Li also rubbed her temples.

In fact, Yang Mo's basic skills are not bad, but he is extremely unconfident in himself. Except for this kind of "either you can't handle the poison first, or I can't handle the beating first" style of play, he doesn't dare to use any fighting method.

In Yang Mo's own words: My marksmanship is not good. My parents say that I am no longer good at this. How can I be false?It’s better not to risk your points.

Gongshu Cuo couldn't hold his nerve when faced with this metal ball that was not afraid of hidden weapons at all.

I had no choice but to go up and kick like crazy.

Kicked for a while.

Yang Mo couldn't hold it anymore, vomited a mouthful of blood, and stumbled down the ring.

Then he sat down cross-legged at the speed of light and continued to perform exercises to treat the injury.

Gongshu Cuo's face turned blue and purple, and he raised his hands and said, "Your Highness, I've finished the beating. Let's go home and detoxify first!"

Say it.

Staggeringly left the Tenth Prince's Mansion.

In the following games, the two sides had some back and forth.

Although most of their combat power was destroyed by Zhao Ci.

But Feng Kucha lost his mop, Yang Mo was too seriously injured and his ability to withstand beatings was greatly reduced, and his winning rate was almost the same as before.

Zhu Li, on the other hand, had a solid three games, and Yu Xinyan burned his opponent to the point of crying for his father.

Wait until it's all over.

The Tenth Prince's Mansion was quiet again.

The four of them were as tired as dogs. They each slumped down on their chairs and could only breathe.

After a while.

Zhao Cicai sat up: "Old Mo! You can't continue like this, you have to fight with others!"

Yang Mo choked twice, feeling a little painful: "No! I'm too bad now, it's better to use poison."

Zhao Ci: "Then your injury..."

Yang Mo: "Don't worry about whether it's injured or not. I said this is my style of play with the highest winning rate. Just tell me if it's true or not!"

Zhao Ci: "..."

There is a saying, it is true.

But that’s not the truth!

He is really numb.

What has a good person gone through to be so unsure of himself?

Yang Mo’s inner demon.

I'm afraid it's not something that can be solved simply.

He glanced at his reckless man's talisman and felt extremely painful.

This kind of talisman paper that can infinitely inspire courage is naturally the most suitable for Yang Mo.

It's just that this talisman has a duration.

As time passes, the original shape will still be revealed.

Uncomfortable!
Zhu Li glanced at Yang Mo, feeling a little resentful that iron was not as good as steel, but she moved her lips and still didn't criticize him.

Because it has been sprayed before.

But it was useless. When Yang Mo was sprayed, he would just lower his head and remain silent, unable to hear anything.

And... although this big brother is not good at anything, he really works hard. Just beating him up one after another is really not something that ordinary people can handle.

"Hey!"

She sighed: "Zhao Ci! I did the math. It seems that our points this time will be difficult to reach the top three!"

This is true.

The current situation is that the Ninth Prince's Palace is on par with the Fourth Prince's Palace, Prince Ying's Palace.

There is also Prince Lie's Prince's Mansion, which clearly shows that it is purely about military merit.

Although there are capable people in other prefectures, their overall performance is too poor, and the points have basically been concentrated on the top three.

"Don't panic!"

Zhao Ci smiled: "I have a way!"

Zhu Li couldn't help but ask: "Really? The people who came to challenge today are not very strong. There are still many idle people who have not been selected as government officials. How will we defend tomorrow?"

"Shou?"

Zhao Ci sneered: "What the hell! What the hell does it mean to be kicked out every day? Tomorrow the four of us will go out together and let them have a taste of what it feels like to be beaten."

I'll maim him, you burn his body, and Old Feng and Lao Mo can pick up as many leaks as he can!

Even if they can't grab the top three, let them remember it for a long time. "

Upon hearing this.

Zhu Li's face turned red with excitement: "Okay, okay! As expected of my boss, you actually learned my virtues of being brave and resourceful so quickly."

Zhao Ci choked for a moment: "...are you confident?"

"Have!"

Zhu Li was full of confidence: "Together we are invincible!"

These words are somewhat familiar. It seems that a few days ago she said that she and Kan Luotang were unparalleled in intelligence and scheming...

He waved his hand: "We're all tired! Let's have a good rest tonight, the next few days will be tough battles!"

"Okay! I'll be staying in your house for the next few days, so I'll take a shower first!"

Zhu Li jumped up and left.

"Lao Mo and I are going home!"

Feng Kucha cradled Yang Mo's neck and prepared to leave.

Zhao Ci followed him: "I'll see you off!"

talking.

Then he and Feng Kucha helped Yang Mo and walked outside.

Feng Kucha kept forcing Lai Lai in a low voice, trying to give Yang Mo some psychological counseling.

The general meaning is very simple: I want to say that you are actually very good, but you don’t know it.

Yang Mo just nodded and said nothing, obviously not listening.

"Don't go yet!"

When they were almost at the gate, Zhao Ci pulled the two of them into a nearby pavilion.

Feng Kucha asked in confusion: "Old Zhao, what's wrong?"

Zhao Ci stared at the golden subtitles on Yang Mo's head, feeling more and more that it was not easy at all to fulfill this wish.

He took a deep breath: "Old Mo! Your thinking must be corrected."

Yang Mo looked a little gloomy: "Compared to their basic skills..."

"I know!"

Zhao Ci resented that iron could not become steel: "But have you ever thought about it, we have already participated in the civil war, and if we want to truly win, we must grow into a truly strong man. Can we grow up if we hold our heads and let them be beaten and poisoned? ?”

Yang Mo was silent for a while and then asked: "Then can you accept this failure? Your eyes just stopped on the hanging spider silk for a long time!"

Zhao Ci choked for a moment: "I want the hanging spider silk to be true, but..."

"One failure is acceptable, but two, three, or ten?"

"..."

"Old Zhao!"

Yang Mo's tone was a little dull: "I will slowly make up for the missing basic skills. I am almost getting started with my poison skills. When I can use them, I will definitely use them.

I know that you invited me to be a government official more out of friendship.

But this matter is very important to you. You may be able to tolerate failure once or twice, and you can still say tolerant words to me.

But patience will eventually run out.

The cost of exhausting your patience.

I can't afford it! "

Zhao Ci: "..."

To be honest, this wave of sober speeches was a bit of a blow to him.

In fact, he wanted to say that his tolerance for Yang Mo was very high, not even ten times, but definitely more than three or five times.

But this kind of tolerance is based on Yang Mo's huge potential, as well as the comprehension value of [-] and the divine chrysalis. Otherwise, Yang Mo would not even be an official of the Tenth Prince's Palace that day.

Friendship is friendship, he is not a person who invests randomly because of so-called friendship.

He knew this information, but Yang Mo didn't.

I couldn't convince him because I couldn't tell what Yang Mo's potential was.

Zhao Ci patted his shoulder: "That's true, but you still underestimate your importance in the Ten Princes' Palace! I only want you not to make mistakes, but I care more about the change in your mentality than the temporary victory or defeat. .

What worries me most about you now is that as soon as you get on the ring, you subconsciously hold your head and curl up.

Can you guarantee that you will be able to overcome this mentality in the future when you master the Poison Skill? "

Yang Mo's pupils shrank: "..."

This kind of psychology.

He himself was afraid.

But...he still disagreed with Zhao Ci's statement.

His expression was one of extreme struggle.

Zhao Ci took a deep breath: "I don't know if it's true or a rumor. I remember the Demon King once said that there are never mediocre people in this world, only cowards who don't work hard enough and are not cruel enough to themselves!"

chicken soup!

Fill it up!
Although the Demon Lord has always been a frequent visitor to the imperial court's must-kill list, the imperial court did not ban the legend about the Demon Lord. Instead, it was ashamed of it and continued to push itself.

Therefore, among the people, even if there is less and less news about the Demon Cult, the popularity of the Demon Lord’s anecdotes has never dropped.

The Demon King's quotations have even become a benchmark for self-motivation for many people.

Let’s see if Lao Mo is good with this one.

"fart!"

However, Yang Mo was so fierce that he broke through his defense, and his voice became shrill and shrill: "A farting person like Demon Lord, you can't believe a word that comes out of his mouth!
I believed him before and took his words as a guideline!
I have endured all kinds of hardships. As long as it can improve my cultivation, I can bear any harsh punishment. But the result is not like this at all.

I found out later!
This demon king of Gojiba was born into a wealthy family in the southwest vassal country. He had been supplied with top-notch resources since he was a child, and his talent was even more frightening.

When he was ten years old, he realized Qi. After another three years, he had already condensed the heaven-level physical divine patterns.

Such a genius, tell me there are no mediocre people in this world?
He has tasted hundreds of poisons, but he can't get rid of the chaos in the spiritual platform?
He has tried Thunder Penetration, but his body has rarely improved?

He has tried, practiced hard day and night, but his swordsmanship and marksmanship are still at the same level?

he……

Why do you represent us real mediocre people!

Stinky pen!
Cottage!
Cottage!
Cottage!
I fuck his whole family!
The entire demon sect is a bunch of basket-cases! "

At the end of the sentence, his eyes were red, like a wild beast roaring.

Zhao Ci: "..."

Feng Kucha: "..."

Honestly.

They were all terrified.

For a long time.

No one thought of how to answer these heart-piercing words.

Zhao Ci was also speechless, because he had gained his cultivation through cheating, and was not qualified to refute Yang Mo's point of view.

If someone in the previous life said to himself: Why don’t you go to Tsinghua University?Have you ever thought that this is your own fault?Over the years, have you studied hard, signed up for sky-high tutoring classes, or taken melatonin?How difficult is it to take the Tsinghua exam? Don’t talk nonsense with your eyes open!

Then I will definitely knock his head off.

God is cruel and cruel.

God indeed rewards hard work.

But it will use various methods to limit the upper limit of your "reward".

"Whoosh, whoosh..."

Yang Mo was panting violently, unable to calm down for a long time, and was about to pass away with anger.

Zhao Ci quickly added: "That's right! What I just wanted to say is the same as what you were thinking. Damn the devil, a pure sword tomb. Spreading anxiety indiscriminately is really not a thing. This kind of person should be The household registration book is dead! Damn it!"

Feng Kucha: "..."

He is confused, Lao Zhao!Listening to your tone just now, I don’t think you can wrap your head around this sentence?

Yang Mo was comforted by these words, and his mood gradually calmed down.

He glanced at Zhao Ci guiltily: "I'm not getting angry with you, it's just... I'm stuck in my heart! Lao Zhao, thank you for your trust! I will definitely get more points this time, and I will work hard to overcome the psychological barriers. If you really help Without your help, I will resign as a government official!"

Say it.

He hugged Zhao Ci and limped out of the Tenth Prince's Mansion.

Zhao Ci: "..."

Feng Kucha: "..."

Zhao Ci pushed him away: "Go and hold him up!"

"Hey!"

Feng Kucha's head was also buzzing and he quickly chased after him.

Zhao Ci stayed in place for a long time and sighed.

The feeling of physical and mental sleepiness has swept through my body.

I wrote an announcement and posted it outside the palace wall, stuffed myself with some food, and then returned to the bedroom.

He didn't even take off his clothes, so he fell into bed and fell asleep.

Life is hard.

How could it be so easy to find a solution?

……

Somewhere in the underground palace.

The magic altar.

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

"Rumble..."

"Ah!"

"Rumble..."

"Ah!"

"Rumble..."

"Ah!"

The underground palace is like the end of the world, and it seems that it may collapse at any time.

Everyone wanted to run away, but they were all lying on the ground shaking because of extreme fear.

But oddly enough.

He was obviously so scared.

But they were all sneezing involuntarily.

What's happening here?
The violent trembling only lasted for about ten breaths and then suddenly disappeared.

But the demon sect believers in the main altar seemed to have experienced a catastrophic catastrophe.

After lying on the ground for a long time, he stood up shakily.

And in the deepest hall of the main altar.

Four people stood quietly around a lotus platform.

a long time.

Finally someone asked: "Protector Song, Lord Shengjun..."

"How can it be fake?"

Huangfusong's face was full of enthusiasm: "Didn't you see what happened just now? If Lord Shengjun hadn't appeared, how could the Divine Chrysalis have such a big reaction?"

The man pondered for a moment: "But why do I feel that Lord Shengjun is scolding us? This sneeze is..."

Four Guardians: "..."

air.

silent.

(End of this chapter)