Chapter 146 We Are so Strong (55)

When she was pulled to the Seven Emotions Sword Sect, Gong Yangyu was still a little dazed.

She sat side by side with her five direct disciples. The expressions of the six masters and apprentices were equally confused, as if they were still sleepwalking.

Hua Xianshi, who was in charge of the team, looked at them, and then looked at the mushrooms she had eaten today. She was a little worried that she had made a mistake in the food and gave them hers.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Gong Yangyu to come back to her senses. She looked at Hua Xianshi blankly and asked, "Xiao Hua, where are we going?"

"Have you forgotten the big competition with the Seven Emotions Sword Sect?"

"Oh, who is competing with whom?"

After checking her mushrooms again, after confirming that the other party had not eaten them by mistake, Hua Xianshi said, "You and Wanyan Lie."

"Oh, who is Wanyan Lie?"

At this moment, Hua Xianshi just wanted to shout "Go home"!

No more competition, really can't compete!

Now I can still save some face if I go back, but I will have no face at all when I compete later.

Holding Gong Yangyu's hand nervously, Hua Xianshi looked at Gong Yangyu and found that his situation was not very good.

The opponent's hands were as cold as ice, and his face was pale because of playing games all the time, without a trace of blood.

His eyes were dull, his lips were chapped, and his eyes were sunken. He looked like a living dead.

She was still mumbling, and when you got closer, you could hear her saying, "I started with a good move, then changed my moves three times, then released the sword light, and then quickly thought about adjusting my mood and gave you a ruthless blow. The whole process was very smooth, how can you fight me."

Hearing that the opponent was still talking about the game at this time, Master Hua was really about to collapse.

I am also playing "Swordsmanship", but I am not as crazy as you!

Playing games until you forget yourself, Gong Yangyu, what on earth are you thinking about!

Holding Gong Yangyu's hand tightly, Master Hua said seriously: "Gong Yangyu, let's go back now. I will punch you in the stomach later, and then say that you fainted from the teleportation array. Let's avoid this time first."

"It's okay, no need." Gong Yangyu rejected Master Hua's proposal with a weak breath, and forced a smile, "I am the strongest now."

"You are so strong! And don't think I don't know, isn't this the line of the protagonist before his death in "The Way of the Sword"! Can't you say something auspicious?"

"I will triumph."

"Triumph what! This is also the line of a bad ending!"

"...I can't think of it. By the way, who am I, and where are we going?"

Holding her head, Hua Xi felt that she was doomed this time.

Daoxuan specifically reminded Hua Xi this time to let her cooperate with Gong Yangyu and assist him in completing the Dao Contest successfully.

And she and Gong Yangyu usually have a good relationship, and this time she also wanted to help her, but she didn't expect that the other party was so helpless.

After playing games for a month, she even forgot about the competition before the competition, which made Hua Xi feel that Gong Yangyu would not live until tomorrow.

But the strange thing was that Gong Yangyu, who was afraid of Daoxuan's name in the past, now looked indifferent.

Sitting on the magic weapon heading to the Demon Gate, she just smiled in a trance, her body swayed slightly, and she seemed to be immersed in the world of the game.

Although she felt that Gong Yangyu was dead this time, for some reason, Hua Xi could see some different feelings from his movements.

Is this what a sword cultivator looks like?

Before she could figure it out, the magic weapon she was riding passed through a big crack, and then the sky and the earth turned, sending them all the way to the Demon Gate along the crack.

Although the passage between the Demon Gate and the righteous sect was opened some time ago, there was a ghost hall in the middle.

So if you want to go to the Demon Gate, you still need to pass through the crack left by the Demon Gate.

After passing through these teleportation-like cracks, Hua Xi pulled Gong Yangyu off the magic weapon, and behind him were five of Gong Yangyu's sword-cultivating disciples, holding hands and slowly walking down from the magic weapon.

The sky in the Demon Sect's territory was terribly gloomy, and from time to time white lightning would explode in the air, splitting a crack in the red sky.

There would be a heavy rain from time to time, and strange plants would grow wildly at this time, covering the ground with a layer of colorful vegetation.

Just looking at the environment, you can tell how bad the Demon Sect's territory is.

But Hua Xi knew that this was what they deserved.

She had no ill feelings towards the current Demon Sect, because she knew that the Demon Sect had experienced several reckonings.

Every reckoning was accompanied by a large number of sacrifices by the righteous, but they still did not hesitate, just to make the blood of the victims not shed in vain and to let the executioners get the punishment they deserved.

It was not until they paid a great sacrifice and every heinous criminal was reckoned that the righteous reached a basic agreement with the Demon Sect and ushered in precious peace.

The Dao-Proving Competition is one of the few means of communication between the two sides. Both sides specify a confrontation method, then formulate the content of the confrontation, and then conduct the confrontation in a relatively safe environment.

The Demon Sect can take this opportunity to harvest some emotions, and the righteous can also understand the recent strength of the Demon Sect. Each side takes what it needs, and the Dao-Proving Competition gradually passes down.

Although there is no rule that you must win, you just don't lose too badly.

However, today, Hua Xi feels that it is more dangerous than good.

Looking at the opposite side of the ring, Hua Xi saw another protagonist of this competition, Wanyan Lie.

He stood with his five disciples, with an extremely arrogant expression on his face, which formed a sharp contrast with Gong Yangyu who was sleepwalking.

Even if he didn't know how to use swords, Hua Xi could still tell that the other party was arrogant and full of sword intent. The black sword light circled back and forth above their heads, like a ferocious beast with the cruelty to choose and devour others.

Looking back at myself...

Gong Yangyu has been shaking since he came out, looking like a squid on the grill of the Lianqi Pavilion. No part of his body is hard.

The other party's disciples are all sixteen or seventeen years old, but our side is only eight or nine years old, so there is another age gap.

Sighing, Hua Xi pulled Gong Yangyu over and whispered: "Let's win at least one game and give the commander an explanation, okay? After a while, you let the weakest of your disciples fight against the strongest of the opponent, and then so on, so Maybe we can win a game. If you still don’t feel confident, how about you let our strongest one fight against the other side’s weakest one?”

Gong Yangyu still looked at Hua Xi blankly, and after a moment he smiled and said, "Hua Zi, you are so despicable."

"I am from the Wanfa Sect. You asked me to lead the team just to think about this kind of thing. Don't say so much and make up your mind quickly."

"No need, my disciple is just as terrifyingly strong."

"Stop saying such unlucky words! Isn't this your line before the worst ending!"

"rest assured."

Pointing at a disciple at random, Gong Yangyu said, "Go ahead."

"Yes, Immortal Master."

The disciple walked over slowly and then walked towards the ring.

Sighing, Hua Xi was about to face a disastrous defeat when he saw sword light rising into the sky, and the sword of the disciple of the Seven Emotions Sword Sect opposite him was shattered by a sword.

But he himself was pressed to the ground by the powerful sword intent, and his ability to kneel down on one knee was already his limit.

Opposite this disciple, Zhengyi's disciple did not take out his magic sword at all, but raised his sword finger and pointed it at the opponent.

There was a faint smile on her lips, and her eyes seemed unfocused, still immersed in her dreams.

But the terrifying sword intent caused an uproar all around. The Demon Sect sword cultivator who came to watch the ceremony looked at this disciple in surprise, unable to imagine how the other disciple could condense such a strong sword intent at such a young age.

Under Hua Xi's surprised gaze, Gong Yangyu patted her shoulder and said slowly: "I said, my disciples are equally strong and terrifying."

At this moment, Hua Xi really didn't understand.