I'm not a villain

"Although you have some talent, it's over!"

Without thinking too much, Si Mobai directly increased the strength of his fist to eight points, and punched out quickly again.

This time, the shadow of the fist is more solid, and the range has expanded more than twice, which is quite earth-shattering.

"Since we can't find you, let's smash it to pieces together!"

Before the words finished, Si Mobai added another punch.

Everyone in the spectator seats could only see the dust flying in the second ring, three shadows of fists, two big and one small, whizzed past Sikong Ling's afterimage, layered upon layer.

"Boom!"

The formation light curtain on the edge of the second ring was shaken by three fist shadows, and even the light dimmed a lot.

"This is the seventh-order golden spirit formation that even the early stage of transformation into a god can't do anything about. It's so dimmed by the young patriarch!"

"I'm afraid one more punch will completely destroy this formation!"

Seeing Si Mobai's incomparable power, the surrounding juniors of the Si family started a heated discussion again.

However, Si Mobai, who was in the game, was not satisfied with his results.

"Humph!"

"It really belongs to loach!"

Si Mobai didn't expect the opponent's movement to be so fast, he could disappear without a trace around him in just half a breath!
"It seems that it is imminent to develop a good movement technique."

Although immortal cultivators can fly to the sky and escape from the ground with various magic formulas, these magic formulas are also time-consuming.

And body skills are the skills that greatly shorten these times and increase your speed.

However, this kind of exercise is the same as the body training exercise. Although it was once very prosperous in ancient times, it gradually fell into disrepair with the passage of time, and it is now rare.

Therefore, even with the support of the giant Si family, Si Mobai did not find a suitable body technique.

The exercises in the Sutra Pavilion of the Si family were either too ineffective or too demanding, so they were of little use to Si Mobai.

Unexpectedly, Sikong Ling has an excellent movement technique, but I don't know if it was obtained from traveling or bestowed by the elders.

In the blink of an eye, Si Mobai was in the mood to think about other matters. This was due to his physical strength and his contempt.

"Since you hide your head and show your tail, then this son will turn all directions into dust. I'll see where you hide!"

What Si Mobai wants is to shock people's hearts, and it shouldn't be too long, so he wants to end this competition.

"I didn't hide my head and show my tail!"

suddenly!

There was an indiscernible cracking sound behind him.

"Boom!"

Si Mobai's face turned cold, and he immediately retreated violently.

But it was still too late.

The onlookers saw only a long and thin black line, which flashed past.

Soon there was a "boom" coming from the arena, and then the dust filled the sky, and there was a black mist that imprisoned the spiritual sense to explore, and couldn't see anything clearly.

The crowd was shocked, and they all stood up involuntarily.

He stared at the direction of the second ring, but did not dare to make a sound, for fear of affecting the situation on the ring.

For a moment, the entire martial arts arena was silent, which became a rare spectacle in the history of the clan.

suddenly!

There was a sound in the arena.

"Cough cough!"

Someone was coughing, apparently injured.

"Not bad!"

"It's amazing that you can do this!"

"It is also worthy of the name of genius of our family."

Following Si Mobai's familiar voice, the atmosphere in the martial arts arena became relaxed.

The dust and black mist gradually dissipated, allowing everyone to see the situation on the ring clearly.

I saw that Sikong Ling had an indifferent expression, and the cloud piercing spear in his hand had doubled in length at some point, exuding a strong evil spirit.

And the slightly dazzling black spear tip had already reached Si Mobai's chest.

Si Mobai had a look of approval on his face, but seeing his usual expression, it was obvious that there was nothing serious about it.

But Sikong Ling felt extremely bitter in his heart, this marksmanship and body technique are both uninstructed techniques of his ancestor of the second lineage of crossing robbery.

Now that the situation of the Si family is difficult to understand, this is why it is passed on to the most talented clansmen for study, hoping to cultivate a new tribulation-crossing master who can support the main beam of the second line as soon as possible.

But even if something like this can't hurt Si Mobai at all, then he really has nothing to do.

Although such a result had been expected for a long time, it was inevitable to be disappointed when things came to an end.

"Young patriarch Kamui!"

"Kong Ling is willing to surrender and admit defeat!"

Since he couldn't even break through the defense, Si Kongling decisively chose to surrender and admit defeat.

If you continue to fight, you will be humiliated in vain.

It's better to admit defeat directly and still be decent.

Si Mobai, who was on the opposite side, was stunned when he heard it, feeling rather uncomfortable that he couldn't do anything.

Originally, he had planned to punch all these directions a few times, making it impossible for Sikong Ling to escape.

Only in this way can he show his divine power to the fullest, win the hearts of the younger generation of the Si family, and make them realize that following him, Si Mobai, will have a bright future.

But now, Si Kongling directly surrendered, causing Si Mobai's plan to abort directly, so the deterrent effect must be greatly reduced, which is not beautiful.

So, Si Mobai said to Si Kongling with a confused face: "Is this the surrender?"

Si Kongling froze in place for a moment, not knowing what the other party meant.

Si Mobai quickly explained: "Your move is very powerful!"

"To be honest, it's not easy for my son to accept this move!"

Speaking of this, Si Mobai's complexion turned pale as expected, as if he had really suffered serious internal injuries.

But Si Kongling was determined, and said seriously: "Kongling is convinced that he lost, and he has no intention of going back on his word!"

Sighing in his heart, Si Mobai nodded slightly, and said: "In that case, then this son will be lucky to win."

Afterwards, the two clasped their fists together and saluted each other, officially ending the battle for leadership.

"Hahaha!"

"The young patriarch is really talented, no wonder he was chosen by the Nine Patriarchs!"

Although he hated to death in his heart, Si Qingming still chose to walk onto the ring with a smile on his face.

The sincere acting skills have obviously reached the point of perfection.

"The Great Elder praised it absurdly, and Mo Bai is just a fluke!"

Si Mobai cooperated with the other party in the performance.

"it is good!"

"The young patriarch has such talent, but is still so humble. He is really a role model for all the juniors of the Si family!"

After a pause, Si Qingming turned around and said to the juniors in the audience: "You must follow the example of the young patriarch, work hard, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, understand?"

Everyone said in unison: "Understood!"

Si Mobai smiled slightly, but did not speak.

……

What follows is the ranking match.

In the next five years, the family will allocate training resources according to their rankings.

The better the ranking, the more they will be focused on training and the more resources they will get.

Of course, more importantly, with the famous title of "Ten Heroes of the Si Family", they have a place everywhere.

But Si Mobai didn't care about these at all, what he wanted was the Si family's heart.