Qin Lie glanced at Su Moyi in surprise and noticed that Su Moyi was looking blankly at Zuo Cheng on the third seat, as if he understood something.
That’s fine.
The corner of Qin Lie's mouth curled up, and he decided to show off for the first time in this general sect meeting.
Those who understand current affairs in this way should always be rewarded.
Zheng!
With a sword cry, Su Moyi shot toward the third seat like a meteor.
boom!
Qin Lie's arm trembled slightly, and he punched out, but he was deliberately delayed by half a beat. Intentionally or unintentionally, Su Moyi and Zuo Cheng were completely enveloped in it.
Gong Liangyu raised his snow-white eyebrows but did not say anything to stop him.
He can pretend he didn't see anything that was within the rules.
Facing Su Moyi's sword, Zuo Cheng suddenly stood up from his seat and pointed his left hand forward.
Tianyuan finger!
One of Tianyuan Sect’s secret sect-suppressing skills.
But when used from Zuocheng's hand, it had a strange charm inexplicably.
This made Mu Chengfeng, who was also a Tianyuan Sect disciple, frown slightly.
This finger...
Zheng!
Tianyuan's finger came first and pointed at Su Moyi's sword.
Su Moyi's sword turned with strength and pointed at Zuocheng's left chest!
Although there was a sword in his hand, Su Moyi still used the move of measuring the sky ruler.
Zuo Cheng took a step forward and punched Su Moyi's abdomen with his right fist.
At this moment, Qin Lie's fist style arrived.
The terrifying energy swept over the two of them instantly.
Zuo Cheng subconsciously nailed his feet to the ground.
Su Moyi, on the other hand, twisted his body unnaturally with the wind of the fist. With this movement, he pointed with his left hand towards Zuocheng's neck.
"roll!"
Because he had to resist Qin Lie's punch, Zuo Cheng had no way to avoid it. His lower abdomen first retracted, and then suddenly expanded, and his whole body seemed to have grown bigger.
He actually wanted to use hard skills to resist Su Moyi's attack.
puff!
Su Moyi pointed his finger at Zuo Cheng.
However, it seemed to have no strength and did not cause any harm to Zuocheng.
Just when Zuocheng was surprised, Qin Lie's second move arrived.
boom!
Another fierce punch.
Su Moyi and Zuo Cheng were hit by the fist and were all knocked away.
The two of them were knocked away at the same time.
Whoever can return to the seat first will be ranked third.
A turtle shell-like bulge bulged out from Zuo Cheng's back again, bounced hard on the ground, bounced back to his seat, and rushed back to his seat.
Lost!
Everyone looked at Su Moyi with regret.
They competed for the third seat and actually lost. Su Moyi didn't seem to be as strong as he thought.
Gong Liangyu looked suspiciously at Su Moyi, who was barely able to stand firm after taking off.
There's something wrong with this kid.
Judging from his performance in the battle with Han Yang, he should be stronger.
This battle with Zuocheng seemed to be substandard.
Among all the people present, only Han Yang had an inexplicable smile on his face, "What an interesting little guy, he seems to have discovered something remarkable..."
Based on his nine-life martial arts experience, it was natural to see that Su Moyi was not fighting Zuocheng at all, but was testing him.
Now, it seems that the results have been tested?
What will it be?
Han Yang was a little curious.
Qin Lie's eyes flashed with disdain.
I gave you a chance, but I didn't take it.
He has obviously given up, but he still lost in the fight...
"Lost?"
Nanmen Wan'er stared at Su Moyi blankly, a little unbelievable.
As a fellow disciple, she certainly knew how strong Su Moyi was.
Even if she was holding the Blood Yuan Sword, she didn't think she would be Su Moyi's opponent.
Su Moyi's familiarity with the Yiyuan Sect and even the Yuan Zong's eighteen martial arts has reached an outrageous level.
As long as Su Moyi has seen any martial art once, he will know it by heart.
The measuring ruler in his hand can really measure the sky!
Among the Yiyuan Sect, the most awe-inspiring thing about Su Moyi is that he repays others with his own methods!
Use your best technique to defeat you.
Su Moyi is strong in all aspects!
It was precisely because she believed in Su Moyi's strength that Nanmen Wan'er chose to challenge Han Yang willfully.
Because she knew that even if she lost, Su Moyi could still win the first place.
But now, Su Moyi actually lost, to an unknown Zuocheng?
This made Nanmen Wan'er somewhat unacceptable.
…
On the stairs to heaven.
"Haha, I didn't expect that this guy named Su Moyi is just a facade..."
The young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks shook his head, looking disappointed.
Chu Xinghe also chuckled and said: "That guy Qin Lie deliberately let things slip, but he still lost. It is indeed a bit disappointing."
Li Tai didn't say anything, but the contempt in his eyes was also undisguised.
Originally, they had some expectations for the last three, but they didn't expect that Su Moyi would be so disappointing.
Only the leader, the red-haired young man, looked slightly confused. His eyes stayed on Zuo Cheng, as if he was still observing something.
"Senior Brother Hua? What are you..."
The other three people noticed the red-haired young man's expression and were all slightly surprised.
It's a battle of "trash" that is so obvious. Why does Hua Tiandu, who is ranked third in the inner sect, look so solemn?
Hua Tiandu's gaze seemed to be projected through a hundred feet of space to Zuo Cheng's neck.
"There's something wrong with this Zuocheng..."
Hua Tiandu said word by word.
The other three people were even more puzzled. There was a problem. What was the problem?
…
On the martial arts field.
Su Moyi was defeated, but there was no expression of frustration on his face. There seemed to be a smile locked in his dull expression.
It's like finally clearing away the ink stains on the white paper and finding the duck egg among the eggs.
He looked at Zuo Cheng, who was about to sit back on his seat, and said dullly: "You are not from the Tianyuan Sect, or even from the Yuan Sect."
It's not a question, but a statement of fact.
Zuo Cheng suddenly froze when he sat down, and suddenly looked up at Su Moyi.
The eighteen disciples around him were at a loss.
Zuocheng is not from Tianyuanmen?
What does this mean?
Even Qin Lie looked surprised.
Only the old man Gong Liangyu seemed to have thought of something, and his white eyebrows were tangled together.
Han Yang chuckled lightly.
I see.
This Su Moyi is really interesting.
Even if he were reborn in the ninth life, Su Moyi would still be in the top ten among all the interesting people.
Han Yang decided that he wanted to be friends with Su Moyi.
It would be a shame not to be friends with such an interesting person.
Zuo Cheng looked at Su Moyi with a dull expression and didn't say a word for a long time.
As if seeing the conviction in Su Moyi's eyes, Zuo Cheng slowly straightened his body.
The moment his back straightened, Zuo Cheng's whole temperament also changed.
In the past, he always smiled and gave people a cynical look, but at this time, his chin was slightly raised, and a burst of innate arrogance came out undisguised.
Previously, he was only the third highest ranked martial artist in the sect, just one of the many geniuses.
At this time, he seemed to have taken off the disguise of the white dragon fish suit and returned to his true self, showing himself as the overlord who dominates the world.
All the geniuses around him, including Yuan Fanbai and Nanmen Wan'er, were suppressed by him alone.
His radiance alone overwhelmed everyone in the eighteen sects of Yuan Zong.
"Even Gu Hongqing, who is known as a wise man, didn't notice my problem, but you discovered it. What an interesting guy... You are qualified to know my name."