Fantasy: The Path of the Villain

Su Yi held his sword behind his back and stared at everyone with firm eyes: "Who dares to come up and fight with me?"

As his sonorous and powerful voice fell, the quietness of the meeting at this time was a bit too quiet.

The breeze gently blew Su Yi's clothes, and after he opened his mouth, he didn't continue to ask questions, and just stood quietly with his sword behind his back.

Everyone looked at Su Yi, who was like a God of War descending on the stage at this time, and they only dared to communicate with each other, but did not dare to talk in a low voice, for fear of attracting sharp eyes from the stage.

Seeing this scene, Su Tianyi, the Patriarch of the Su Family, stood up at this time. As the Patriarch of the family, his voice was like a bell, and his voice spread to the ears of everyone present.

"Since everyone knows the past, the competition for the position of the future Patriarch has officially begun."

"Because Su Yi had personally mutilated his compatriots before, no matter what the reason was, the original rules of the same-stage competition are now immediately changed to the ring mode. The loser ends, and the winner continues."

"At the same time, as he said, you can choose to join forces to fight against the enemy, but in the end you still have to win and lose until no one opposes the final winner."

"Everyone understands?" Su Tianyi's calm but not angry eyes inspected everyone present.

"Understood, Patriarch!" The people who were swept away by his gaze suddenly trembled, and after their hearts trembled, they said in unison seriously.

Obviously, judging from the current competition rules, the Patriarch did not favor any side, even if his own son was among them.

It even changed the original one-on-one multi-group competition into the current group arena, and it is still the kind that can be fought together.

Looking at it this way, Su Yi, who is the guardian of the ring, will be greatly targeted when he deals with the Su family's favored sons of heaven when his soul is severely damaged.

Win or lose.

No matter what kind of result it is, it is possible to aggravate his injury at this time, even to the extent that he cannot make up for it in the future.

Life stops halfway...

Everyone who understood the rules was eager to try, but no one dared to be the first challenger.

Su Yi waited for a while, then looked around with a chuckle: "Why, no one dares to come up? Even if I am seriously injured now, no one dares to challenge me on stage?"

As soon as these words came out, someone finally couldn't bear it anymore.

I saw a burly figure jumping up from the auditorium, and flew down not far from Su Yi in the blink of an eye.

"Su Meng, I have met the young master, and hope that the young master will be merciful..." The person who came was Su Meng, a big man with a height of nearly two meters and bare chest and arms.

Relying on his excellent physical talent and mad fighting body, he possesses terrifying physical strength far beyond the same level.

Even though he only has the cultivation base of the early stages of the Divine Void Realm, his physical strength may have already surpassed that of the mid-stage cultivators.

You must know that this still does not have any blessings from magic clothes and magic weapons, it is just physical strength.

It can be imagined that the Su Meng in front of him is another one who wants to take the path of becoming a god in the flesh, just like the ancestor Su Shize.

Looking at the burly Su Meng cupping his fists in respect, Su Yi nodded calmly, "Very well, I know you, your physical strength is almost top-notch."

People with a fighting spirit tend to become more courageous as they fight. As long as they cannot be defeated immediately, the next battle will be extremely passive.

After all, as long as he enters the frenzy state, he will reduce the damage he receives as much as possible, and the more injured he is, the stronger his attack power will be, which is equivalent to a near-death counterattack, or a decisive battle to the end!

Facing Su Yi's praise, Su Meng, who was five-year-old and three-year-old, suddenly narrowed his eyes, laughed and said, "It's the young master's praise, please, young master first." Saying that, he motioned for him to attack himself first.

Hearing this, Su Yi nodded again, not knowing what to say in his heart.

"Since you are being merciful, then I won't take advantage of you. I don't need the Excalibur to avoid being said to be bullying the small." After finishing speaking, Su Yi thrust the Excalibur in his hand into the ground, and a quarter of his body The blade directly sank into the extremely hard field.

Seeing this scene, everyone including his opponent Su Meng frowned slightly, not knowing what Su Yi wanted to do.

Does he want to fight Su Meng with his bare hands?Isn't it self-inflicted to use one's own weaknesses to attack the strengths of others?

Looking at Su Yi who was empty-handed, Su Meng frowned and asked, "Young Master, what are you..."

But before he finished speaking, Su Yi's figure flashed in front of his eyes, and when he appeared, he was already standing only one step away from him.

When Su Meng realized that his pupils shrank, Su Yi's fist, which seemed neither light nor heavy, had already hit his abdomen.

In an instant, an irresistible terrifying force was exerted on him.

With a bang, Su Meng quickly flew backwards after receiving the punch with his body.

It wasn't until he flew more than 100 meters that he fell to the ground with a plop.

Su Meng's face was very ferocious and distorted, and he couldn't get up for a long time. At the same time, his big hand kept covering the part attacked by Su Yi.Obviously, just one punch attack put him at a disadvantage.

Su Yi withdrew his fist, looked at Su Meng who was struggling to get up with his hands behind his back, and said slowly: "When fighting, you can't be distracted, don't you know?"

"...Thank you, Young Master, for your teaching. I understand now." Su Meng, who came back slowly, looked very solemn and serious, and at the same time remembered what Su Yi said.

"Body of Berserk!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fiery red aura spread rapidly from his body, and at the same time, the initial divine power of the Void Realm exploded together.

The spiritual power of the fire attribute combined with the body of the mad warrior is simply a combination made for fighting, combining explosiveness and physical strength.

At this time, he can even single out a strong man in the mid-stage of the Void Realm. Although the battle may take a little longer, at least he can fight it out.

With the explosion of power, Su Meng became serious.

With a stride, the figure flashed, and he came to Su Yi in the blink of an eye, then raised Kong Wu's powerful arm, and punched Su Yi's head.

The fist that was originally empty was now covered with a pair of golden dragon pattern gloves: the Golden Dragon Soul Gloves.

At the same time, there was a ray of divine light and aura emanating from his body. It was obvious that he had changed to the previous magic weapon that was destroyed by Su Yi's punch.

And it was by relying on the power amplified by this pair of Gold Devouring Dragon Soul Gauntlets that he dared to compete in confidence and strength with someone who was a level higher than himself.

At this time, under the blessing of weapons, Su Meng was going forward indomitably, both in terms of momentum and strength, which were unprecedentedly powerful and peak.

Seeing the burly figure who came in front of him in the blink of an eye, Su Yi unhurriedly threw a punch at the same time as him.

The fists of the flesh and blood and the magic glove collided instantly.