World of Cultivation

Zuo Mo made an extremely detailed plan.

First of all, we need to have a good reputation. This seemingly useless pretense is actually very important. It can effectively prevent the situation from expanding uncontrollably. If the two sides really get into a fight in the end and the two disciples are at odds with each other, then the one who suffers will definitely be the Wukong Sword Sect with a small number of people.

The second thing is not to alert the elders of the opponent's sect. Originally, Zuo Mo didn't think of making the scene bigger, so that the possibility of being surrounded by the opponent would be even smaller. However, if there are too many onlookers and the Lingying Sect loses face, the elders of the other sect will probably come to visit them soon, and the leader will definitely not be able to spare him. The mountain gate of Lingying Sect is facing the main road, and there are usually a lot of pedestrians. If it can attract seven or eight people to watch, the other disciples will not be able to get around and beat them. What's more, in Zuo Mo's words just now, he specifically praised the other party. He was always upright and magnanimous, and he was strict and upright, but he was all trying to put the other party on a rack.

How do you get the other person to accept a one-on-one challenge? This will allow the other party to see the hope of victory. As long as the other party feels that they can win, they will never back down, not to mention that someone still comes to them. For confidence and face, they will all follow.

So, Zuo Mo simply challenged the five people in turn. In his words, "one challenge" was emphasized twice.

It was Zuo Mo who suffered from this design.

In fact, his core idea is very simple, which is to first put yourself in a disadvantageous position. Disciples of the Lingying Sect are not likely to do anything excessive, either in terms of confidence or face.

One person takes turns fighting five people. If this is the case, the Lingying Sect still loses, and these guys can only suffer the loss of being dumb. The elders of the other party have nothing to say, and are too embarrassed to go to Wukong Mountain to trouble Zuo Mo again. They lose I can't afford this person.

Of course, it would be very detrimental to Zuo Mo if one person took turns fighting against five people. He is not arrogant enough to defeat the five opponents, but he does not need to win completely. He is here for the crystal, as long as he can make a profit.

In other words, if he can win three out of five games, he will make money! Of course, the premise is that the magic weapons on the combatants are not bad.

It was too difficult to win five games, and Zuo Mo never thought about it. But after winning three games, Zuo Mo felt that although it was risky, it was still possible to complete it. During this period, his cultivation level increased greatly, and the initial fusion of Li Shui Sword Intent and Tidal Sword Intent also made his confidence greatly increase.

So after thinking about it and the high debt, Zuo Mo made up his mind and gritted his teeth and came forward.

And his high-sounding words were also laborious. But when he saw that these people were full of treasures, Zuo Mo's fighting spirit soared. Luxury is the original sin! Each of them has one or two magic weapons that are no less valuable than the ones Zuo Mo collected.

The business was done well!

As for the idea of ​​a magic weapon coming in one battle, it was all just nonsense on his part. It was impossible for anyone to go to the leader to ask for confirmation.

"Okay! I really admire Brother Zuo's courage! But Brother Zuo is right, the disciples have the responsibility for the reputation of the sect. Now that Brother Zuo has made the mark, we will naturally follow. Count me in!" Among the disciples of the Lingying Sect, One person came forward.

This person was Lin Yuan, the top disciple of the Lingying Sect. He looked at Zuo Mo with a proud look on his face and his chin raised. Lin Yuan, as a major disciple of the Lingying Sect, has a close relationship with the Lingying Sect. His family is also a famous businessman in the Tianyue Realm, and his family's financial resources are second to none among the disciples. Moreover, his family's business firm was of great help to the Lingying Sect, which resulted in his status among the disciples of the Lingying Sect being completely different.

Tao Shuer looked at her elder brother with sympathy, but she kept her mouth shut and didn't say a word.

The eldest brother is usually very arrogant, and in the Lingying sect where family background is needed, others dare not provoke him, and he gradually develops his arrogant and arrogant temper.

Yan Mingzi was hiding behind, his eyes filled with gloating. Perhaps he was the one who guessed Zuo Mo's intentions the most accurately among all the people. For some reason, when he saw Zuo Mo, he thought of his greedy look when he was searching.

Several people in Hu Shan who had suffered losses at Zuo Mo's hands were sneering in the dark. There are many disciples of the Lingying Sect, fighting openly and secretly, and the relationship between them is extremely complicated.

Naturally, they would be happy to see other people eating turtles, so no one would laugh at them about it.

The reputation of skinned zombies has been spread by them, but most people have not seen it with their own eyes, so how can they believe it? Especially for these arrogant and conceited disciples of the Lingying Sect. They only felt that Hu Shan and the others were not strong enough. Even when Wen Fei suffered a setback, these people did not take it seriously. Instead, they involuntarily looked down on Wen Fei.

It turns out that Senior Brother Wen Fei, who is favored by the elders, is just a name in vain! You can't even beat a guy from a small sect like Wukong Sword Sect whose main business is refining medicine. What else is it if it's not just a name?

Wen Fei always felt that there was pride hidden deep in Zuo Mo's eyes. The two had fought, and he didn't believe the words that came out of Zuo Mo's mouth. When he saw his senior brother Lin Yuan stepping out, he suddenly sighed inwardly that something was wrong. He knew very well how strong the eldest brother was. Even he would suffer a loss. Who was his opponent?

At this moment, the cheers from the disciples made the haze in his heart even heavier.

"Big brother is mighty!"

"You are indeed worthy of being a senior brother! Look at this magnanimity. What does it mean to set an example? This is what it means to set an example!"

"Eldest Brother, let him have a taste of the power of our Lingying Sect! What kind of skinned zombies can only be skinned when they come to us!"

For a time, there was a flood of flattery.

Lin Yuan's face became more radiant as he stood out from the crowd, with his head held high like a proud and proud rooster!

With such brilliance, how can the senior brother be so beautiful?

Several potential opponents who were secretly competing with Lin Yuan could not hold back at this time and stepped forward one after another.

"Count me in!"

"I come!"

"No one dares to bully my Lingying sect, huh, let me come down and give you a thumbs up!"

Three more people emerged from the crowd. They were all the leaders of some small groups of the Lingying Sect. If they didn't come out now, it would be even harder to lead the team in the future! Sure enough, as soon as the three of them came out, the members of their respective small teams were all excited, feeling proud, and there were all kinds of applause and flattery.

Wen Fei groaned secretly in his heart. He caught a glimpse of Zuo Mo from the corner of his eye and felt that he was snickering proudly despite his expressionless face! The few people who came out were all good at intrigues and cliques. But if it's a sword fight...

He saw a few people eager to try again, so he no longer cared about it, pushed the senior brother next to him hard, and shouted loudly.

"Senior Brother Chang is the finale!"

Senior Brother Chang who was pushed out looked at Wen Fei in surprise and said, "I thought you would continue to appear. How did you push me out?"

"Please ask senior brother to help me get the ring back." Wen Fei looked pleading.

Senior Brother Chang showed an expression of surprise. Wen Fei's move was undoubtedly equivalent to admitting that he was no match. Glancing at Zuo Mo with interest, he turned to Wen Fei and smiled slightly: "Okay."

After Wen Fei shouted that sentence, all the sounds suddenly stopped, and those who were eager to try immediately shrank back. The atmosphere in the venue suddenly became a little weird. The originally lively scene suddenly became silent and completely cold. The expressions of the three people who had just appeared suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Lin Yuan's expression did not change much, but the fear in his eyes made Zuo Mo pay special attention to Senior Brother Chang who came out last.

He looks like a master!

When Tao Shu'er and Yan Mingzi heard Wen Fei shouting "Senior Brother Chang, the finale", they were stunned for a moment and then were all overjoyed.

"Hey, now we have something to see!" Hu Shan said in a low voice, with uncontrollable excitement in his voice.

"No, since Senior Brother Chang took action two years ago, until now, Senior Brother Chang has never seen him take action again." Yan Mingzi was also extremely excited.

"Senior Brother Chang has been cultivating his moral character these years..." Hu Shan said.

"Tsk, only a devil can believe it!" Yan Mingzi said disdainfully.

Tao Shuer suddenly turned her head and added: "I don't believe even ghosts."

Lin Yuan was very dissatisfied with the current atmosphere. This damn guy named Chang did bad things every time he came out! He opened his mouth to break the suffocating silence: "Okay, but the ugly words are ahead. If you lose, I will have to take away a magic weapon from you."

"It's natural." Zuo Mo's zombie face was still expressionless, making it impossible to see what he was thinking. He added weakly: "But if you want this dripping sword, you have to let me know first. I’ll give it to you after five games, but I didn’t bring a spare flying sword.”

"No problem." Lin Yuan said generously, as if he was already the winner.

Lin Yuan's support made everyone excited again. They opened their eyes wide, fearing that they would miss a detail. Thinking about the scene where the senior brother beats this abominable zombie to the ground and finds teeth, it must be very interesting!

The dripping sword floated on Zuo Mo's chest, like a leaf floating in the water.

Senior Brother Chang's eyes narrowed. He had great eyesight. The dripping sword seemed to be floating quietly on Zuo Mo's chest, but in fact it was swaying very slightly, like a poisonous snake that had already aimed at its prey and was ready to strike!

This was just an extremely small detail, but it forced him to re-evaluate the strength of the thin-looking young man in front of him.

In comparison, Wen Fei's reaction was much bigger and his face looked much uglier. He had competed with Zuo Mo before, and he had a more direct and profound understanding of the opponent's strength. Now this move has brought huge pressure to him, pressure that did not appear in the last battle!

There is only one explanation for this. During this time, Zuo Mo became stronger!

Zuo Mo's legs were spread naturally, his eyelids were lowered, and his eyes were slightly drooped, just like an old monk in meditation.

Lin Yuan sneered and took out his flying sword. This is a pure golden flying sword, with countless runes engraved on the blade. Between the runes, golden light flows endlessly like water waves.

"'Diyang Sword', fourth grade!" he said proudly.

Hiss, the cultivators who were watching suddenly took a breath of air, and they all looked at this shining golden flying sword with burning eyes. Fourth-grade flying swords are very rare in the Tianyue Realm.

Enjoying everyone's envious and jealous gazes, Lin Yuan was in a good mood and shouted in a pretentious manner: "I am a guest from afar. I will give you three moves!"

Zuo Mo remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Lin Yuan saw this and was dissatisfied with Zuo Mo's lack of cooperation. He snorted coldly: "Since you are seeking death, you can't blame me! Watch your move!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zuo Mo opened his eyes!

It is impossible to describe the cold light that flashed across his eyes. It was like a sharp and cold sword light, or like a poisonous snake that had been lurking in the dark and suddenly showed its fangs!

The dripping sword floating quietly on his chest disappeared out of thin air.

When it appeared out of thin air on the side of Lin Yuan's neck, the silent sword tip glowed slightly, almost touching Lin Yuan's neck.

Lin Yuan stood there with a stunned expression, maintaining a posture and not daring to move. On his snow-white neck, there was a drop of blood that was bright red.

There was deathly silence at the gate of Lingying Sect!

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