The big villain always wants to see me cry

"What do you think?" Zhuang Yanzai asked, "Why do you think Xi Yan was able to improve his cultivation so quickly in just three years?"

Yi Fang didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't respond to Zhuang Yanzai's words.

"You don't know, do you?"

He said casually: "This shouldn't be. You are all in the same cave day and night. What he wants to do and how he cultivates should not escape your sight, right? Could it be that he has something to hide from you... "

Yi Fang frowned, but he didn't take his eyes off the taunt who was still shining on the stage.

Could it be that strange spirit stone-like thing?

Seeing that Yi Fang seemed to be determined not to tell him, Zhuang Yanzai couldn't help but shut his mouth a little bored, and fell into deep thought.

Why?Ridiculously, he is not from the cultivation world, so why can he cultivate faster than them?And he hadn't even noticed it before.

Why, why...

"Is it because of Chen Liu that Xi Yan's cultivation speed is so fast?"

Zhuang Yanzai thought of this possibility. After all, as far as he knew, Chen Liu was extremely talented among those families outside Tianyuanzong, but except for some things, his cultivation was cut by half.

Otherwise, the world of self-cultivation at this time might be a different scene.

The name 'Chen Liu' obviously displeased Yi Fang, and he frowned even more in repulsion.

But he insisted: "No."

"..."

Zhuang Yanzai didn't expect Yi Fang's veto to be so quick, and he almost didn't react. When he understood Yi Fang's meaning, he asked even more strangely: "How do you know that it isn't?"

As he spoke, he lifted his chin to the place where the taunts were on the competition stage, and said: "Chen Liu is in the cultivation world, but it is taunts who do not belong to the cultivation world. If there is no Chen Liu, how can taunts come to this cultivation world?" Come."

Yi Fang also didn't like this very much.

What does it mean to be ridiculed if he does not belong to the realm of cultivation? Could it be that his appearance here is only a short moment, and he will disappear in another moment after a while?

"Why didn't Chen Liu exist because of him?"

Zhuang Yanzai shrugged, the superficial demeanor he had always maintained was no longer maintained at this time.

"Would you rather believe that we are real, or that the taunts are real?"

Zhuang Yanzai circled around with his hands behind his back, "Look, we've all lived here since we were young. Who knows better than us that we are truly alive."

"Look at the flowers and trees outside, the mountains and peaks, and the Tianyuanzong disciples outside. They all have vivid expressions and complex emotions, and they clearly appear here alive. Would you prefer to believe that someone who suddenly appeared here people, and don’t want to believe everything you’ve been exposed to since childhood?”

What he said made a lot of sense, but from what he said, Yi Fang always felt that he didn't believe the truth of the ridicule.

It's as if they are all alive and real, and ridiculed, not necessarily.Maybe the taunting is fake...

But this is impossible, Zhuang Yanzai can see the truth of others, and he can also feel the truth of ridicule.A person with flesh and blood, who can cry and laugh, talk to him, sing to him...how could it be a fake.

"Let's not talk about it."

Yi Fang changed the subject, "Let's talk about why you have a problem with ridicule and want to retaliate against ridicule?"

Even in the original story that the system told him to ridicule, Zhuang Yanzai and Chen Liu should be out of reach, right?This hatred came out of nowhere, and I don't know how Zhuang Yanzai knew to ridicule his identity.

Zhuang Yanzai saw Yi Fang's change of topic, and he didn't get entangled in the previous discussion.

"Well..." Zhuang Yanzai thought for a while, and finally came up with an answer, "You just think I've done too many righteous things, so you can't help meddling in this matter?"

"..."

Yi Fang: "Then treat it as meddling in your own business."

Zhuang Yanzai: "..."

Yi Fang didn't find out any useful information from Zhuang Yanzai here.

Zhuang Yanzai is secretive and avoids talking about him, obviously he doesn't intend to tell how he knows this series of things.

But he already had a faint guess in his heart, but he was not particularly sure. He still wanted to have more information related to this to make this guess more appropriate.

But on the test stage, an overwhelming momentum had already been formed at this time.

Xi Luo held the sword and kept changing his style of play, as if he wanted to practice all the cultivation theories he had learned before on Sun Hao.

And Sun Hao was very pitiful, under the condition that the taunts became more and more active and fierce, he completely became the state of the taunts he imagined before-without any counterattack.

The time for Pian Pian to have two cups of tea has not yet passed, and he has not even had the chance to admit defeat.

Ridiculously pinching the formula, the spirit swords flying across the air were divided into two, two into four...increasingly, until the entire lower space of the competition stage was completely filled by his countless identical low-grade spirit swords.

Those spirit swords buzzed in mid-air, as if they were cheering for a fight, and they couldn't wait to rush out, piercing the person in front of them to death.

Sun Hao's pupils were wide open, and his feet seemed to be out of his control. No matter how much he wanted to move, he couldn't move.Both legs trembled uncontrollably, and the mid-grade spirit sword in his hand was almost out of control.

Is he dying?

How could he die?

He has not yet become a high-ranking person in Tianyuanzong.

He hasn't cultivated to become a fairy yet.

He doesn't want to die...

The atmosphere in the arena suddenly froze for a moment, and the cheers from the crowd at the beginning of the competition had already disappeared.

Occasionally there were a few sudden exclamations, and they were worried about accidentally attracting the attention of the ridicule, so they hurriedly covered their mouths with their hands.

At this time, Xi Yan's face was cold as if he didn't have the slightest emotion, and he was merciless in his strikes. The thousands of low-grade spirit swords left their original direction in an instant, and all moved towards the opposite side where Sun Hao was standing. The ground stabs and shoots away.

For a moment, sword shadows flew, and the sword energy fluttered, and the air on the competition stage seemed to be frozen because of this sword intent.It makes people feel depressed, hopeless.

If there is no one to stop him, then Sun Hao will inevitably be pierced by the ten thousand swords and die tragically.

After that, maybe the elders of Biwu Peak will miss the ridicule, and there must be some later for him to feel better.

So, someone will come out to stop him, tell him to stop at this time, or save Sun Hao directly, so as to prevent him from being missed by the elders of Wuwu Peak?

Uncle Jiang, the master of him and Yi Fang, what will he do.

No, until the low-grade spirit sword pierced Sun Hao's skin, and the blood flowed out, the elders of the Wuwu Peak couldn't help but make a move, and they didn't see Jiang Shishu make any moves.

The elders of Biwu Peak rescued Sun Hao, which undoubtedly made all the disciples present heave a long sigh of relief.

The time for this competition was very short, but it was the most depressing they had ever seen.

So uncomfortable.

Xi Luo didn't intend to fight against the elders of Tianyuanzong, besides, this competition with Sun Hao was also a competition where he wanted to break through himself, and he also wanted to use this competition to test some people and figure out some things .

Turning around, she looked at Jiang Suzhi again.

The face looks like a smile but not a smile...

Seeing the end of a competition, Yi Fang put away the formation in a timely manner, and in an instant he and Zhuang Yanzai appeared on the boundary belonging to Jiang Zhifeng.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught the ridicule, and turned around in an instant, looking at Yi Fang.

It's not clear whether Yi Fang had just seen the contest between him and Sun Hao, but there was already a conscious expression on his face begging for praise.

That appearance is so different from the cold and terrifying one at the previous moment, which makes people sigh.

This face change is really faster than flipping through a book.

"Jiang Zhifeng's second disciple—the ridicule wins."

The host of the martial arts summit on the competition stage announced the result of this competition, and by the way announced the start of the next one-on-one small competition.

However, when the hosts retreated to the stage, someone beside him poked him, suggesting that he should look up the stage, only to see that Xi Yan was still standing there, showing no intention of moving away from the stage.

The host couldn't help but reminded: "Ji Yan, the competition is over, you can come down now."

Unexpectedly, Xi Luo suddenly smiled at the place where Yi Fang was, and then turned to the host, and the smiling expression was put away at once.

"I wonder if this disciple can declare war on other people?"

"..." The host really didn't expect Xi Luo to say this. He was stunned at this moment, but he really couldn't answer this question. In the past, there had never been a situation where one person declared war twice in a short period of time.

He couldn't help turning his gaze to the suzerain and Jiang Shishu above.

Eyes asking: What should I do?

Jiang Suzhi leaned back on the chair without saying a word, resting his chin on his hand, and turned his gaze to Yu Changsheng's face.

Yu Changsheng nodded in a signal, and then turned his gaze back to Jiang Suzhi's face. The two eyes met in the air, and crackling flames erupted like two warring parties.

Yu Changsheng didn't look back for a long time, his color was deep and unadorned, but Jiang Suzhi, who always seemed thick-skinned, couldn't bear to turn his face away.

The host automatically ignored the interaction between the two, and announced solemnly: "You can declare war continuously by yourself."

Xi Luo raised his eyebrows, and his condensed gaze turned to Zhang Cheng who hadn't recovered until now.

Those who trouble him, do they really think that he is so easy to dismiss and bully?

Naturally, he would not let anyone trouble him.

Zhang Cheng, who noticed the taunt's gaze, suddenly seemed to wake up with a start, and looked up subconsciously when he was startled, but quickly looked away, obviously not daring to meet the taunt.

In this kind of sect in the cultivation world, especially those inner disciples who usually boast of being superior and no one looks down on anyone, the most taboo thing is to lose to the opponent in the competition.

That kind of two people with equal cultivation bases and strength, it's okay to fight evenly, but if it's like in the last small competition, one side beat the other completely overwhelmingly, it can't be called a competition, it's just embarrassing .

Although Sun Hao's last name was preserved by Elder Biwufeng, this kind of shame will always be with him. People may not say anything on the surface, but there is no guarantee that they will not make fun of this kind of thing behind their backs.

Cultivation is divided into Qi refining period, foundation building period, Jindan period, Yuanying period, out of body period, distraction period, integration period, Mahayana period, and transcending tribulation period.Each period is divided into upper, middle and lower levels.

From the golden core stage onwards, even if there is a difference of one level, there will be a huge gap.And this kind of gap is indeed very difficult to make up for in the magic weapon and spiritual weapon used.

What's more, Xi Luo's saber itself is a low-grade spiritual sword, while Sun Hao's and Zhang Cheng's sabers are nothing more than middle-grade spiritual swords.The difference in cultivation bases simply cannot be placed on their middle-grade spirit swords.

"Disciple Jiang Zhifeng's second disciple declares a battle against Wufeng's first disciple."

Xi Luo stood on the competition stage, admiring Zhang Cheng's anxiety and fear in the audience with some satisfaction.

As soon as this remark was made, there was no cheering or booing in the audience in the first small competition, and it was quiet.

Many disciples were secretly relieved. Fortunately, they didn't impulsively run up to the ridicule to provoke them, otherwise they would be the ones being retaliated at this time.

At the same time, there was a little excitement in his heart. Zhang Cheng was arrogant and domineering, and because he was the first disciple of Wuwu Peak, he usually made trouble for them.

At this time, they offended Xi Luo, and they were able to get Xi Luo to avenge them, and they felt a little comfort in their hearts.

That's right, they thought that Zhang Cheng couldn't beat the taunts. After all, in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, there was no chance of winning. If he could not be beaten too embarrassingly, it would be good to save his life.

It was precisely because Zhang Cheng had guessed the outcome he might face, he just didn't want to go on stage.

Thinking that if he went to the competition stage this time, he would be unilaterally beaten by ridicule, what face would he have in the sect in the future.

Let him be despised and ridiculed by others in the sect, it is better to kill him directly.

His eyes for help turned to the elder Biwufeng above.

The elder has always been very supportive of him, since he was able to save Sun Hao from the hands of ridicule, he should be able to save him too.

But he forgot that the elder saved Sun Hao not when Xi Yan showed his cultivation, but when Sun Hao's life was in danger, the elder had no choice but to act.

Facing Zhang Cheng's eyes asking for help, Elder Bi Wufeng couldn't bear to look away.

Although competitions and the like are all in charge of them, but there are so many people on the field, and the rules are set by them. Could it be that those who break the rules are also the ones who bear the brunt of it?

He couldn't afford to lose face compared to Wu Feng, if he wanted to blame, he could only blame Zhang Cheng himself, seeing no one else was going to make trouble, why did Pian Pian bring a bunch of disciples to go first.

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