I'm Really a Villain!

Chapter 92 The True Fool

"This village is our senior sister Baili's hometown, you can't move," Xue Qianxue said hastily.

"Can your senior sister Baili represent the entire Zhenwu Sacred Sect?" Elder Xian Yun snorted coldly and asked.

"Our Senior Sister Baili is the niece of the Sixth Elder of the Zhenwu Sacred Sect, and she has inherited the legacy of Empress Hongtian, so she is likely to become a saint of this generation in the future, what do you think?" Xue Qianxue replied with some confidence.

"Zhenwu Shengzong also wants to intervene in this matter?" Elder Xianyun frowned and glanced at Xue Qianxue.

She had heard about the successor of Empress Hongtian before, but she didn't expect that Zhenwu Shengzong would be involved.

Elder Xianyun waved her right hand, and a burst of spiritual energy burst out from her fingers. Xue Qianxue felt as if her whole body was imprisoned, unable to move at all.

"I'll take you to Zhenwu Shengzong to seek justice," Elder Xianyun said flatly, "The other people are guarding the village. No one is allowed to leave without my order."

Afterwards, Elder Xianyun took Xue Qianxue and Elder Fanyun on the Qingluan to the Zhenwu Sacred Sect.

……

At this time in the Holy Spring Sect, the Inner Sect Grand Competition has entered a stage of full swing.

The most popular favorite to win the championship is naturally Luo Changhe's son, Luo Yifeng.

Not only is he a disciple of the same level who is a bit arrogant to the world, but he also practiced Luo Changhe's famous pulse technique "One Sword and Long River".

This pulse technique was created by Luo Changhe back then, and a large part of his current prestige was achieved by this pulse technique.

So he named this pulse technique after himself.

In Xu Zimo's eyes, the Grand Competition of the Holy Spring Sect was a bit boring. After watching it for a while, he felt a little boring, so he leaned aside and squinted.

Not long after, he was disturbed by a particularly loud shout.

Lou Yifeng and a name called Morey were shouted around.

"Is it the final battle?" Xu Zimo looked at Lu Ang, yawned, and asked.

"That's right, I've been bored all day, so it's time for something interesting," Lu Ang replied with a smile.

"Brother Lu, why don't we make a bet," Xu Zimo said.

"What bet?" Lu Ang asked with interest.

"Guess who will win between the two of them," Xu Zimo said with a smile: "If I win, you will give me a set of six-level arrays. If you win, I will give you a drop of Gufeng's true blood."

"Deal, I choose Luo Yifeng, you can't compete with me," Lu Ang said quickly.

"No problem, then I will choose Morey," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

Gufeng true blood was obtained by Xu Zimo from Nie Xingqing's ring. This thing is not precious, at most it is rare.

As for the sixth-level array disk, its power is equivalent to the attack of the emperor's veins.

Generally, if an array mage wants to fight in battle, he must condense the array seal, and then put the array seal on the designated position.

This is too slow, and there is a high error tolerance rate for condensing the formation seals before the battle, resulting in the formation mage's combat effectiveness being very weak.

Later, someone researched the formation disk, which can integrate the formation seal into the formation disk in advance, and when the battle needs it, the formation disk can be activated in advance.

It has been some time for Lu Ang to advance to the fifth-level array mage in the Venerable Vessel Realm.

Xu Zimo knew that Lu Ang was able to create a sixth-level array, but the failure rate was too high.

To evaluate whether a formation mage has reached the sixth level, he must have a [-]% success rate in creating formation disks, and Lu Ang estimates that it is less than [-]% now.

……

Seeing that Lu Ang was full of confidence and thought he had taken advantage, Xu Zimo shook his head and smiled.

If his memory is correct, he can't remember many contents of the inner sect competition this time, but he only has some impression of the result.

Luo Yifeng had a big upset and was defeated by an unknown inner disciple.

On the competition stage, Luo Yifeng wore a white shirt with a sword hanging from his waist, and walked up under the eyes of all the people.

The overwhelming cheers sounded all around.

And when Morey came onto the stage, apart from a few cheers, there were very loud boos.

"Luo Yifeng, I want to give birth to a monkey for you."

There was a little chubby girl roaring heart-piercingly, her voice even faintly overshadowing the sum of the other disciples.

Luo Yifeng originally looked around with a bright smile on his face, enjoying everything.

Hearing that voice suddenly, his expression instantly collapsed.

He silently lowered his head, drew his sword, and pointed at the boy in black opposite him.

Morey looked at the deafening voices all around, although none of these voices sounded for him, but he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

All his hard work over the years will pay off.

He will climb to the top by stepping on the defeat of the Tianjiao on the opposite side, whom everyone has placed high hopes on.

……

Luo Yifeng stared at him, but he didn't pay attention to the boy opposite him.

Slashing with a sword, the light of the sword flashed in front of his eyes. He just wanted to end this meaningless battle as soon as possible.

Mo Lei snorted coldly, and the sound of a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests sounded all around. Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw a blue-yellow tiger condensed by spiritual energy standing beside Mo Lei.

The phantom of the tiger filled Mo Lei's fist, and with a roar of the tiger, he smashed the sword light with one punch.

"What kind of pulse technique is this?" The disciples below started discussing one after another.

Following everyone's astonishment, another strange voice sounded.

This time, apart from the phantom of the fierce tiger, there was actually a dark green tortoise.

With the fierce tiger attacking and the black tortoise guarding, Morey let go of his attack completely. He punched and kicked, and the wind of his fist opened and closed, and he actually suppressed Luo Yifeng and started fighting.

"This pulse technique is a bit familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere before," Lu Ang whispered beside him.

Seeing Xu Zimo's confident appearance, he looked surprised, and quickly asked: "Junior Brother, no wonder you want to bet with me, do you know something?"

Lu Ang felt that he was cheated. In the previous battle, Morey looked quite satisfactory, and he didn't use any bright pulse skills, so he was naturally not optimistic about the opponent.

"A true fool," Xu Zimo replied with a smile.

At this moment, a flash of light flashed in Lu Ang's mind, he finally knew why Mo Lei's pulse technique was so familiar.

Hundred Beasts Boxing, the pulse technique created by the true fool and sage, is also his famous pulse technique.

Lu Ang's hometown is in the city of Zhenyu, which is a city named after the sage of Zhenyu.

Because Old Man Zhenyu once saved that city, and the people in the city know his deeds well, and they are proud of him.

The life of the true fool and sage is quite legendary.

It is said that he was abandoned by his family when he was very young because of his ugly appearance, and was later taken back by a leopard in the forest to raise him.

Because he grew up among herds of beasts, he observed the habits of herds of beasts when he grew up, and created this set of Hundred Beasts Boxing himself.

Chapter 93 Reincarnation Tianma

It is said that if the Hundred Beasts Fist is practiced to perfection, it can summon the phantoms of hundreds of monsters at the same time.

With one punch, all the beasts roared, and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. One can imagine the power of the hundred giant beasts.

"I don't know how many beast shadows Mo Lei can gather," Lu Ang asked with great interest.

Although he said that if he loses the game, he will lose a set of six-level arrays, but Lu Ang still hopes that Morey can carry forward the inheritance of the true fool and sage.

After all, for everyone in the City of True Fools, the meaning of the True Fools and Sages is extraordinary.

……

The battle on the field was almost one-sided. With the support of Morey's two beast shadows, Luo Yifeng had almost no strength to resist.

He fought and retreated, and was about to retreat to the edge of the martial arts arena. Luo Yifeng's eyes were fixed, and he forcibly blocked Mo Lei's punches with his sword, and then flew directly behind Mo Lei as light as a swallow.

"To be honest, you surprised me," Luo Yifeng said calmly with a serious face.

"The one that surprises you is yet to come," Morey replied not to be outdone.

Luo Yifeng took a deep look at him, at this moment, the long sword in his hand began to tremble, and an invisible momentum spread around him.

"This is?" The disciples below looked at Luo Yifeng's change and commented in surprise.

"I don't know how much of Brother Luo's true biography Mr. Ling can get," Elder Tianzhen said with a smile on the side.

"Although Gouzi is dull, he still understands a little bit of artistic conception," Luo Changhe replied with a smile, "But the other party doesn't seem to have made a killer move, so this competition is still worth watching."

For Luo Changhe, although his son has learned his famous pulse technique "One Sword Long River", it does not mean that he is invincible at the same level.

The opponent's youth also had reservations. Winning or losing this competition was not important to him, but he hoped that there would be more good seedlings like Morey in the sect.

……

When the invisible momentum spread around, Luo Yifeng slowly waved the long sword in his hand.

Everyone's ears seemed to be filled with the sound of the rushing river and the lapping of waves against the shore.

Gorgeous sword light burst out from the sharp sword, and the sword light seemed to become a long surging river in the eyes of everyone.

The long river hangs upside down in the nine heavens, and the long river reflects the myriad worlds.

The turbulent waves slashed towards Morey with an indomitable momentum.

The black tortoise chirped softly, and the fierce tiger roared loudly. The moment the two came into contact, the phantom of the tiger was wiped out by the sword light.

Immediately afterwards, cracks appeared on Xuan Gui's body.

When Jianguang was like a long river flowing, he couldn't stand a stalemate with Morey, and the phantom of the black turtle was almost unable to hold on.

Luo Yifeng's long sword whined softly, and actually wanted to strike Mo Lei the last time.

At that time, the long sword was only [-] centimeters away from Morey's neck. At the very moment, a roar suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.

Immediately afterwards, a white light wrapped around Morey's body, and Luo Yifeng's sword light instantly shattered, and he was also thrown backwards by a powerful force.