0147 Chapter Scum Hard Life

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Miserable people?

Hearing this name, Yun Qingyan couldn't help flashing a doubt in his eyes.

As far as he knows, the names filled in when registering for the Battle of Tianjiao are all real names, not nicknames or the like.

The name Misery, at first glance, sounds like a nickname, and it's an extremely indecent nickname.

Su Tutu immediately jumped onto the ring, his expression was quite dignified, obviously he knew who the poor man was.

"Jie Jie Jie, it's finally my turn to play!" A piercing voice sounded, and immediately, a figure leaning on the building flew to the top of the ring.

"Hiss..." Seeing the poor man's appearance, many people around the ring gasped.

The poor man has no hands and feet, but he uses four sharp swords to fit the broken parts of his hands and feet.

Supporting him standing are two straight swords, and mounted on his feet are two curved swords.

Every time he took a step on the ring, the ground would make a "clang" and "clang" sound.

"Su Tutu, you should be honored to die under the sword of my miserable man!" The miserable man spoke first, his voice was extremely hoarse, as if grinding on sand.

"Your real name is Misery?" Su Tutu couldn't help asking.

"Jie Jie, it's only natural! I was born without a father or a mother, and no one gave me a name, so I gave myself a name... Miserable!" said Miserable in a hoarse voice.

"Not only that..."

Below the arena, someone seems to know the details of the miserable man, "The miserable man was born with no hands, no feet, a deformed child with a humble face, and was abandoned by his biological parents in the mountains and forests... But not only was he not eaten by wild animals, but instead He was raised by a pack of wild wolves until he was thirteen years old. After that, he was met by a teacher at Tianyuan College and adopted, and he is what he is today."

"However, the wolf nature that grew up in him has already taken root in his heart. After he succeeded in cultivation, he not only failed to repay the teacher who raised him, but even killed him himself...throwing his body in the wilderness."

Another insider said: "I also heard that it took the poor man five years to find his biological parents who abandoned him, and not only tortured them to death, but even... ate their corpses alive!"

"That's right, the poor man still has the habit of cannibalism... This has something to do with him being adopted by wild wolves before he was thirteen years old!"

"It is rumored that the number of people who have been eaten by poor people over the years has exceeded four figures!"

...

Many people feel a chill after hearing the life of the miserable man, and feel a chill when they look at the miserable man again.

"Is what they said true?" With Su Tutu's cultivation, he could naturally hear the discussions of the crowd below the ring.

"Jie Jie, is this important?" The miserable man had a piercing smile on his face.

"Of course it's important. If it's true, I'll kill you for the sake of the people!" Su Tutu's eyes were filled with anger.

If what the crowd is talking about is true.

That miserable man is not worthy of being a human being at all, and even calling him a scum is a blasphemy against scum.

"Destroying harm for the people? Jie Jie Jie... Over the years, all the people who have said this to me have entered my belly." The miserable man licked his tongue and looked at Su Tutu with the same gaze Looking at the delicious food.

Su Tutu was not talking.

His figure turned into lightning, rushing towards the poor man like lightning.

clang clang clang...

The miserable man spun around in place, and the four sharp blades he regarded as hands and feet turned into a flickering tornado in an instant.

As soon as Su Tutu's heavy palm hit the tornado, he was blown away, and there was blood on his palm, which was cut by a sharp blade.

"Jie Jie Jie, with this level of attack, you still want to kill me?" A bitter sneer sounded.

clang clang clang...

The tornado formed by the sharp blade slammed towards Su Tutu.

Wherever he went, gravel flew, and the entire ground of the arena was swept up by the tornado formed by sharp blades.

"Miserable people are so strong, Su Tutu doesn't even have a chance to get close..."

"The poor man has been fighting fiercely for so many years, and the reason he is still alive is because of his superb cultivation!"

"In Tianyuan Academy's college competition this year, the poor man won the fourth place, second only to the three saints of Tianyuan Academy!"

"I heard that the poor man not only has the eighth-level cultivation of the Moon Realm, but he is also a second-rate genius!"

"Moreover, the sharp swords he uses as hands and feet are all high-grade emperors!"

"The overall combat power is probably no less than that of the strongest of the second level of the Yang Realm!"

...

"I wanted to beat you to death at first, but now it seems... there is only one way to solve it!" Su Tutu wiped the blood on the palm of his hand, then stretched his hand to his back and took off the spirit mask on his back. Yang stick.

"Take me out with one move? Hahaha..." Hearing Su Tutu's words, the poor man couldn't help laughing out loud. At the same time, the tornado that his body turned into grew in vain.

chi chi chi...

Outside the tornado, there were flames all over the sky. Ordinary Moon Realm warriors would be torn into pieces if they saw each other face to face.

Su Tutu also moved at this moment. He jumped into the air and smashed down the Lingyang stick in his hand.

Rumble!

The violent tornado stopped suddenly, and Su Tutu's stick hit the poor man's head directly.

Click! Click! Click! Click!

Four times in a row, the four sharp knives used by the miserable man as hands and feet were broken into several pieces under the eyes of everyone... As for the miserable man, his head exploded out of thin air like a watermelon.

"Su Tutu... beat the poor man to death with a stick!"

"How is this possible? The fighting power of the miserable man is comparable to that of the strongest of the second level of the Sun Realm!"

The crowd watching the battle was all in an uproar.

In their view, even if Su Tutu could kill the poor man, it would not be easy... But Su Tutu killed the poor man with just one stick.

"Um?"

On the high platform, the envoy of Yunyu, who had always looked calm, also had a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Don't worry, Mr. Yun. Although Su Tutu is surprising, he won't live long. We have already arranged for my son, Shangguan Yu, to play in the third game!" A middle-aged man who seemed to be in his forties stepped forward. road.

"Shangguan Yu?" Hearing this name, the envoy of Yunyu nodded slightly.

"Shangguan Yu's talent, even in our Yunyu... can barely be regarded as a genius."

"Hehe, if my son is lucky enough to go to Yunyu, I hope the messenger will take care of you!" The middle-aged man in his forties said again with his head down.

This middle-aged man is none other than Shangguan Yu's father, and also the head of the Shangguan family, one of the four major families.