First of all, the teacher needs to have a 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 trouble in the end and the two disciples are at odds, then the minority will definitely suffer.
The Wu Kong Sword Gate.
Secondly, the elders of the opponent's sect should not be alarmed. Zuo Mo had not thought of making the scene bigger so that the opponent would be less likely to attack. However, if there were too many onlookers, the Lingying Sect's face would be damaged.
It is estimated that the elders of the other party's sect will come to the door soon, and the master will definitely not be able to spare him. The mountain gate of the Lingying Sect is facing the main road, and there are usually many pedestrians. If it can attract seven or eight people to watch, the other party's disciples will not be able to attract them.
They were surrounded and beaten. What's more, Zuo Mo's words just now specifically praised the other party. He was always upright and magnanimous, and he was strict and upright. All of them were used to put the other party on a roasting rack.
How to make the other party accept a one-on-one challenge? This requires letting the other party see the hope of victory. As long as the other party feels that it can win, it will never back down, not to mention that someone will still come to you. For confidence and face
, they will all come next.
So, Zuo Mo simply challenged the five people in turn. In his words, "challenge one by one" 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. It is difficult for Lingying Sect disciples to do anything excessive, whether 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 a great disadvantage to Zuo Mo if one person takes turns fighting 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 spar, as long as he can make a profit
Just fine.
In other words, if he can win three out of five games, he will make a profit! Of course, the premise is that the magic weapons on the players are not bad.
It was so difficult to win five games that Zuo Mo never thought about it, but after winning three games, Zuo Mo felt that although it was risky, it was still possible to accomplish it. During this period, his cultivation level increased greatly, and he was out of water.
The initial fusion of sword intent and tidal sword intent also made his confidence soar.
So after much thought and the high debt, Zuo Mo made up his mind and gritted his teeth and came forward.
And his high-sounding words were all made with great effort. But when he saw how precious these people were, Zuo Mo's fighting spirit soared. Luxury is the original sin! Each of them has one or two things that are no less than Zuo Mo's.
Don't search for the few magic weapons you brought here.
The business was done well!
As for the idea of a magic weapon coming in one battle, it was all nonsense on his part, and 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. Since Brother Zuo has made the mark, we will naturally follow. Count me in!" Among the disciples of the Lingying Sect,
One person stepped forward.
This person was Lin Yuan, the top disciple of the Lingying Sect. He looked at Zuo Mo with a proud face and raised his chin. As a top disciple of the Lingying Sect, Lin Yuan has a close relationship with the Lingying Sect. His family is also a member of the Tianyue Realm.
A famous businessman, his family's financial resources are second to none among the disciples. Moreover, his family's business has greatly helped the Lingying Sect, which has resulted in his status among the Lingying Sect's disciples 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 full of schadenfreude. 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 Zuo Mo's greedy look when he was plundering.
Several people in Hu Shan who had suffered losses at the hands of Zuo Mo were hiding in the dark and sneered. There were many disciples of the Lingying sect, fighting openly and secretly, and their relationships were extremely complicated. Naturally, they would be happy to see others taking advantage of others, so no one would do it again.
Use this to make fun of them.
The reputation of skinned zombies has been widely 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 think that the strength of Hu Shan and the others is not good enough.
, even when Wen Fei was frustrated, these people did not pay attention to it. On the contrary, they involuntarily looked down on Wen Fei.
It turns out that Senior Brother Wen Fei, who is favored by the elders, has a false reputation! He can't even beat a guy from a small sect like Wukong Sword Sect whose main business is refining medicine. What else can he do if he doesn't have a false reputation?
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 elder brother Lin Yuan stepping out, he suddenly exclaimed inwardly.
Not good. He knows very well how strong the eldest brother is. Even he will suffer losses. Who is 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! Even if a skinned zombie comes to us, he will only be skinned!"
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 you let your 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 praise you!"
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 at this time, it would be even harder to lead the team in the future! As expected, as soon as the three people came out, the members of their respective small groups all looked excited, and they were all excited.
Feeling of face, all kinds of applause and flattery, colorful.
Wen Fei secretly groaned in his heart, and when he caught a glimpse of Zuo Mo from the corner of his eye, he felt that he was smiling proudly despite his expressionless face! These few people who came out were all good at fighting and forming gangs. But if it was a sword fight...
He saw several people who were eager to try, 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 a look of surprise. Wen Fei's move was undoubtedly equivalent to admitting that he was no match. He glanced at Zuo Mo with interest, he turned around and smiled at Wen Fei: "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 strange, and the originally fiery 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 the last Senior Brother Chang who came out.
He looks like a master!
When Tao Shu'er, Yan Mingzi and others heard Wen Fei shouting "Senior Brother Chang, the finale", they were stunned for a moment, and then they 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 at the moment. This damn guy named Chang always did bad things! He opened his mouth to break the suffocating silence: "Okay, but the ugly words are ahead. If you lose, I will
I have to take 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 for fear of missing a detail. Thinking about the scene where the senior brother beat this hateful zombie to the ground and found its 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 a keen eye. 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 was much uglier. He had tried it with Zuo Mo before, and he had a more direct and profound understanding of the opponent's strength. Now this move was given to him.
It's a huge pressure, pressure that didn't 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. It was a pure golden flying sword. The sword was engraved with countless runes. Between the runes, golden light flowed 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 keen eyes. Fourth-grade flying swords are very rare in the Tianyue Realm.
Enjoying the envious and jealous gazes of everyone, 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 looked at the situation 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 suddenly 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 the same posture, not daring to move. On his snow-white neck, there was a bright red drop of blood.
There was deathly silence at the gate of Lingying Sect!
