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He now believed that Su Mo had no sect or school, after all, no sect had this kind of attack method.
I guess so. Should the name of the sect be called the Upstarts Sect?
But how did this kid refine this kind of magical weapon?
Anyway, the old master doesn’t believe that it was made by someone else. Otherwise, with this level, I don’t know how much it would cost to get one.
Not to mention so many magical instruments.
Tian Jinzhong, who had been sitting in a wheelchair beside the old Taoist priest, whispered after seeing this scene.
"Brother, Lingyu has a lot of hidden thoughts in his heart. His mental defenses are very weak, otherwise he wouldn't be so easily affected."
He doesn't have any special skills now, his hands and feet are all broken, and now his only skill is to observe people.
But it can also be seen that although the weapon in Su Mo's hand is useful, it is more like a trigger.
It brought out all the negative shadows and thoughts in Zhang Lingyu's heart.
"I know."
The old Taoist priest sighed inwardly as he looked at Zhang Lingyu, whose head was covered in blood after being hit by Su Moyou's knife handle.
Should we send Lingyu down the mountain to gain some experience?
A long time ago, he was sent to gain experience by his master because he was too arrogant.
And now, it’s time for him to send his disciples down to gain experience.
The reason is that he is too fragile because he is too upright, and there is a hurdle in his heart that he can never get over.
"Hahaha, old Heavenly Master, I didn't expect Ling Yu to be taught a lesson so badly. This guy named Su Mo is so despicable!"
Lu Jin came over with Lu Linglong. As soon as they arrived, they saw Su Mo beating Zhang Lingyu on the field with happiness written all over his face.
"Old Lu, you look like you're gloating over someone else's misfortune."
The old Taoist priest glanced at the delighted Lu Jin and said speechlessly, "Just because Linglong lost, you are happy to see Lingyu lose, right?"
"That won't happen~"
Lu Jin waved his hands to show why he had such thoughts, but he couldn't hide his smile at all.
"Don't say that. That boy is helping you train Lingyu. I think you are not as good a master as that boy."
"If Lingyu can get through this, the difficulties of cultivating the Tao and refining the mind will no longer be able to stop him."
“But it’s probably going to be difficult.”
Tian Jinzhong shook his head. He could clearly see that Zhang Lingyu had a huge shadow in his heart. How could he get out of it so easily?
Off the court.
Su Mo danced with [Laziness] and took graceful steps, beating Zhang Lingyu back step by step.
The white Taoist uniform was stained with blood, and Zhang Jun's face was covered with wounds, making him look extremely miserable.
He did not end the game in one go, but instead looked at Zhang Lingyu with joy as he saw the struggle in his eyes.
"What are you hesitating about? If you give up the game now, you can just say it and it will be settled."
"I"
Zhang Lingyu didn't have the energy to fight at all, but for some reason he had persisted until now.
"Can't do it!"
Then let me give you a little more strength, Su Mo said with a smile.
He suddenly stopped attacking, and let go of the katana in his hand, allowing the weapon to fall freely.
This action immediately caused everyone to exclaim in surprise. They didn't know why Su Mo threw away his weapon. Was he going to give up the competition?
"How is that possible?"
Wang also shook his head. How could the opponent surrender? It would be better for him to use his ultimate move.
Then everyone present saw that when the samurai sword was about to fall to the ground, it suddenly disappeared as if it had escaped into another dimension.
An invisible wave spreads.
The first to bear the brunt was Zhang Lingyu.
After feeling the impact of the power, he immediately calmed down and even lifted the golden light spell.
The master must really want Zhang Chulan to win. Then it would be great if I fall here.
There was no need to hold on any longer, since using the Yin Wu Lei would bring shame to the master and Longhu Mountain.
A candidate who was highly expected by everyone used not the Yang Five Thunders, but the Yin Five Thunders.
What a ridiculous thing this is.
Knocked to the ground by a heavy punch again, Zhang Lingyu looked at the blue sky and white clouds calmly.
Although there were always emotions of resentment and anger surging wildly in his heart, they were quickly defended against when they reached the 'peaceful' barrier set up by [Greed].
"Is this the end?"
Su Mo just took out the [Blade of Undead Slaughter] and wanted to give the opponent a fun shot.
As a result, I saw the other side playing badly, which immediately made me feel bored.
He put away the [Blade of Undead Slaughter] and walked out of the field. The golden light belonging to the [Treasure of the King] flashed in the sky.
A sky full of treasures poured down towards Zhang Lingyu and submerged him in an instant.
When leaving for the last time, Su Mo seemed to hear Zhang Lingyu's roar and looked back in surprise.
Only then did he realize that in the area where the treasure was submerged, there were bursts of black lightning and a lightning swamp like a quagmire.
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Did you finally wake up?
Su Mo had a smile on his face as he quietly waited for the black lightning to disappear, the lightning swamp to invade the earth, and the dust to dissipate.
Zhang Lingyu stood in place, with several magic weapons stuck in his body, and blood flowing onto the ground.
"I was actually influenced by you."
After saying this, Zhang Lingyu slowly fell to the ground, splashing a hint of dust.
Su Mo looked back and chuckled.
"Not bad, you barely passed. I didn't expect that in the end, you surpassed yourself."
"Zhang Lingyu versus Su Mo, the winner is - Su Mo!"
Chapter 115 Repaying a Favor
Zhang Lingyu suffered a crushing defeat before he could even unleash his full strength.
This was unbelievable in the eyes of everyone. How could the most powerful disciple of the younger generation of Longhu Mountain lose so miserably?
Only Tian Jinzhong and the old Taoist priest looked calm, as if they had expected it and were not disappointed.
He was even a little happy because Zhang Lingyu seemed to have figured something out at the last minute.
As for Su Mo, the other party in the battle.
This was an easy and enjoyable battle, especially the struggle in Zhang Lingyu's eyes, which was very pleasing.
The final burst of glory is also quite dazzling.
Back to the audience.
Feng Zhenghao had disappeared. After Su Mo came on stage, he left the venue and went to check on Feng Shayan's injuries.
Because Feng Baobao did not use enough force, after failing to break through the defense several times, he finally used a little force and defeated Feng Shayan.
Su Mo glanced around and immediately spotted Lu Linglong. A smile flashed across his face. His treasure had arrived.
Before he could take any action, the old Taoist priest arrived instead.
He stood beside Su Mo, watching Zhang Lingyu being carried away off the field, and said without turning his head.
"Boy, some time ago, my family was almost destroyed by you. Shouldn't you have said something?"
"Master Tian, are you so narrow-minded?"
Su Mo asked.
"It's not that I'm petty, but Longhu Mountain is much poorer than you think. All the old furniture has been damaged by you, and there is no extra money to buy new ones."
Su Mo sighed after being blackmailed. The old Taoist priest was too petty. Nothing happened before, but now after beating Zhang Lingyu up, he asked for compensation for the damaged house.
It was hard not to think in this direction.
"How much"
"Well, three chairs were damaged, one table, and the floor was also broken by your magic weapon, as well as the windows and the roof."
The old Taoist priest smiled.
"After all, you are a distinguished guest of Mount Longhu, so I'll give you a small discount and make it 150,000."
???
The damage rate of this house might be a bit high. Su Mo clearly remembered that basically all his attacks were slapped away by the old Taoist priest, and nothing was damaged at all.
But when he thought that the other party was a Taoist from Tiantong, Su Mo had no choice but to accept it. There was nothing he could do since he couldn't beat him.
"I'll give it to you in a few days."
"Okay, just give it to me before you die."
The old Taoist priest seemed to be giving a reminder, or as if he was worried that Su Mo would die and he wouldn't get the money. He spoke earnestly and left.
And below, the next round of games begins, which is the last game of the day.
Feng Xingtong VS Wang Bing.
Su Mo decided to watch the game first.
Just like the original plot, this is a pure crushing battle, not a crushing of strength, but a crushing of information.