246, [No One Dares to Do It Again]

Under the ring, after Wu Hou wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, he bowed to Lu Xun again, saluted, and then turned around and walked back to the ranks of challengers.

Lu Xun looked at his back, thoughtfully.

"According to the plot trajectory of the previous life, this Wuhou may not come to challenge the Demon Sect."

"He must have heard about my reputation as a sword-born child, so he decided to come here to ask for advice."

After all, according to the normal trajectory, Lin Chan only joined the Demon Sect at the end of this year. Therefore, the Demon Sect at this time, except for Yan Li who was in retreat, did not have a natural sword fetus.

Being born with a sword was extremely attractive to the sword-mad Marquis Wu.

"It seems like it's the butterfly effect again." Lu Xun said in his heart.

I don’t know if this will have an impact on the life of this Jianchi heir?

Maybe a little bit?

You know, according to the memory of the previous life, I have never heard of Jianchi Wuhou in the previous life.

Even if he has already tried his best on the sword...

At this moment, in the back mountain of Demon Sect, outside the small study.

The husband sat lazily on the wooden chair, like an old man basking in the warm sun.

Third senior brother Zhuge Laifu was making tea. While making tea, he said, "I don't know if this is my first time participating in such an occasion. I don't know if this will be a little uncomfortable."

"I think he's very used to it!" the gentleman said angrily.

It turned out that the gentleman was also sensing what was happening at the scene.

It's just that in previous years' outer sect competitions, sir, he had never been interested. For some reason, he was silently paying attention this time?

Zhuge Laifu smiled and began to pour tea for Mr.

The husband took a sip of hot tea and suddenly whispered to himself: "My character is good, but my talent is really lacking."

"Sir, who are you talking about?" Zhuge Laifu asked.

The gentleman put down the tea cup and said: "I didn't expect that your junior brother's opponent, Jianchi, actually has a descendant. Hmm... he looks quite pleasant."

If other spectators on Yanwu Peak heard this sentence, they would probably be speechless.

Marquis Wu's rough skin had been exposed to countless winds and suns, and not even his spiritual power could nourish it until it returned to normal.

Coupled with his deep forehead wrinkles and slightly dull temperament...

This is ordinary ugliness, ordinary ugliness.

And Zhuge Laifu naturally knew what his husband's so-called "pleasing appearance" looked like.

For example...Zhuge Laifu himself is like this.

Perhaps because he thought Marquis Wu was attractive, or perhaps for other reasons, the gentleman half-closed his eyes and carefully examined his physique.

After doing this, he picked up the tea cup, and gently tapped the cup wall with his cocked orchid finger, and a drop of water jumped up.

The gentleman stretched out his left hand and tapped lightly on the water drop. This small water drop seemed to have become a small world of its own, with brilliance flowing inside but without the slightest pattern.

As soon as he thought about it, the drop of water disappeared in the blink of an eye, flying quickly towards Yanwu Peak.

"Whoosh——"

The water droplets passed over the people on the high platform.

Today, there are a large number of great practitioners above the sixth realm in the outer sect of the Demon Sect, but they all seem to be unaware of the sudden appearance of the drop of water.

Including Shen Yan, a cultivator in the eighth realm, no one noticed this drop of water flying from the back mountain.

The water droplets flew over the high platform and then came to Wuhou's side.

"Crack!"

The sound was very soft, like a drop of rain falling on his clothes.

In fact, this drop of water penetrated into Wuhou's body in an instant.

"Pfft!" Wu Hou suddenly spit out another mouthful of blood.

This time the spray was so violent that it even splashed onto the sword cultivator standing next to him.

The next moment, Wu Hou's eyes went dark and he fainted!

No one discovered, not even he himself discovered for the time being, a meridian in his body...

--Crooked!

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If a meridian changes, the impact it can bring is actually limited.

The gentleman added a piece of charcoal to the man in the snow, but it was just a piece of charcoal.

And whether this will bring changes to his life is actually unknown.

The same is one point, nineteen points plus one point, but it is twenty points. Fifty-nine points plus one point is a passing score of 60 points. Ninety-nine points plus one point is a perfect score of 100 points!

It still depends on him.

At this moment, the most confused person on the scene was Lu Xun.

"Damn it, did I just strike so hard?" He looked down at his right hand, a little puzzled.

"I obviously kept my strength, and he was only slightly injured. Why is he still unconscious now?"

Lu Xun looked up at the sky and wanted to say: "His fainting has nothing to do with me!"

It feels a bit embarrassing!

Wu Hou, who was "severely injured and unconscious", was quickly taken away from the scene by the Demon Sect disciples and carried down to take elixirs for treatment.

Nowadays, the way many people look at Lu Xun has changed.

Unless you are a fool, you can tell that Lu Xun definitely held back.

But under such circumstances, a sword cultivator who had understood the meaning of the sword finally failed to hold on and was seriously injured and fell into a coma.

Come to think of it...this is because of the difference in sword intent levels!

The great uncle of the Demon Sect’s junior master is so terrifying!

The other sixteen sword cultivators were already secretly rejoicing. If they had faced the sword just now, perhaps they would be the ones lying down now.

The duel between the sword cultivators was over, but Lu Xun did not rush back to the high platform. Instead, he continued to stand in the center of the ring. With a warm smile on his face, he looked around at the remaining challengers and said:

"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?"

That voice was full of magnetism, low but gentle. Those who didn't know it thought it was some high-quality idol and then asked the fans: "Is there anyone else who wants to take a photo?"

With so many challengers, the one who just came on stage was just a swordsman who wanted to challenge Lu Xun. It turned out that there must be others in the team who wanted to challenge.

It's just that Lu Xun's performance just now was too terrifying. One person is against seventeen queens. If you jump out and say I want to challenge you again, you will look like a clown.

Xiao Ran, who was sitting on a chair on the high platform, clutched her dress tightly with both hands. She really wanted to go to Uncle Lu to ask for some advice.

"Ah, it makes me feel so uncomfortable to hold it in!" She patted her very poor breasts to calm down her fighting mood.

This is against the rules and will likely result in punishment from the master.

She secretly glanced at her master and found that Zhao Suihan's gaze towards Lu Xun was already full of motherly glory.

This "mom fan" has completely fallen in love with Lu Xun, so he came up with a fandom slogan such as "Lobao can fly with confidence, mom will always be with you."

Next, on the ring, Lu Xun asked three times:

"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?"

There was silence and no one answered.

No one dared to answer.

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