I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

When his consciousness floated into the air, Luo Qianhuai realized that the unclaimed reward mentioned by the system should be the pure gold nameplate obtained from the previous mission, and the truth that he saw for the first time.

I just don’t know whether I should receive both at the same time or just part of them this time.

She watched her body leap high, lightly fly over a distance of more than 20 meters, and rush straight towards Yu Heng in the middle.

This change was really unexpected. Guan Wentian and others stood there in amazement. Only Gu Yillong stood in front of Yu Heng at the first moment. He drew his sword with a dazzling light and stabbed at Luo Qianhuai mercilessly.

Seeing this, Master Mo no longer had time to think, he drew his sword, stood up, and touched the heads of the knights below with his toes like skimming water, and rushed straight to the arena, but it was too late.

The Sword Master’s full-strength attack is as fast as thunder and can cut through rocks directly. No one can withstand it.

Those people in the martial arts world who had received favors from Luo Qianhuai showed pity on their faces and turned their eyes away.

However, there was no sound of the sword entering the flesh, but instead a very clear "clang" sound was heard.

"Oh my God! Am I dazzled? Could the thing that just flew out be the Ancient Sword Sect's Unlimited Sword?" Someone rubbed his eyes desperately, saying in disbelief.

"Crazy! Madam Mo knocked away the world-famous Bu Du Sword in one encounter, and now she seems to have subdued the Ancient Sword Sect. Oh my god! What did she take out of his arms?"

"Ahhh, you have all heard the rumors about the Fifth Sword Sect, right? It is said that the one who forced the Zhang Sword Sect to destroy the Canghai Sword with one move was a young woman..."

"No wonder Madam Mo looks like this, but Master Mo is still so respectful to her..."

"Wait a minute, didn't we just tacitly agree that the Ancient Sword Sect should be the leader of the martial arts world? Now that he is controlled by others, can we still be proud of ourselves?"

"Very good, very good. Why don't you, Master Xu of Dengzhou, come on stage immediately and capture Madam Mo, so as to avenge the Ancient Sword Sect?"

"Even the Wuxiang Sword Sect is no match for her. I'm afraid that even if everyone comes on stage together today, they won't be able to do anything to her!"

"I just hope that Madam Mo can remain loyal and fight with the Ancient Sword Sect, but don't hurt His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Gu Yillong felt that everything that had just happened was like a dream from which he could not wake up.

The full-strength attack without reservation should have made the attacker bleed five steps away, but in fact the woman easily avoided it and slapped the sword with her palm, and an unimaginable force surged, forcing him to withdraw his hand and sword and retreat several steps.

What was even more bizarre was that the opponent's strength was extremely strange. It actually penetrated directly into his body. In just a split second, he was unable to move from head to toe. His internal energy changed from the constantly flowing water of a river to cold and hard thousand-year-old black ice. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't mobilize even a little bit of it.

He didn't even have the strength to close his eyes. He could only watch as the yellow-faced, cold-looking woman reached her hand into his arms and took out a golden oval sign.

The late spring sun felt warm and comfortable on his body, but Gu Yillong felt a chill in his heart.

How many years had it been since he had felt this way? He couldn't remember, but the other party's unfathomable skills and his accurate removal of the nameplate seemed to be out of the blue, but there were traces to be found, all indicating the failure of today's operation.

He sighed helplessly in his heart.

Luo Qianhuai raised his right arm high and showed the people below the stage the golden plaque in his hand with a goshawk inlaid with black jade in the middle.

Those who practiced internal energy had good eyesight. After the initial exclamation, the crowd started to cheer again:

"I've seen this badge. Isn't it the identity badge of the Golden Guards of the Xiongnu Royal Tent?"

"I got something similar when I killed the Tartars before, but the material was different. They were both made of copper, and there was a dog carved inside!"

"I heard that the badges vary according to one's status. There are also iron ones with wolves engraved on them, but I've never even heard of one made of pure gold!"

"You are ignorant! There is only one golden plaque, and it is in the hands of Zuo Xian Wang, who leads the Golden Guards of the Khan's Tent!"

"That Zuo Xian Wang always wears a mask and never shows his true face. His whereabouts are also erratic. He is even more mysterious than the newly enthroned Wuchanmu Chanyu!"

"......If this nameplate belonged to the Zuo Xian King, how could it be in the hands of the Ancient Sword Sect? Could it be that he took it from the Zuo Xian King?"

"......Is there another possibility that the reason why the Zuo Xian Wang is so mysterious is because he has another identity, that is, Wu Xiang Jian Zong himself?"

The heroes below the stage were talking and their eyes were flickering, but Young Master Mo on the stage had already arrived and put his sword across Gu Yillong's neck.

Luo Qianhuai had already heard the monotonous electronic sound of the system: "Reward received successfully, the mandatory execution status lifted. Use the shortcut system to reach the pinnacle of life. Thank you for your trust and support for the shortcut system version 1.4!"

When his consciousness fell back into his body, Luo Qianhuai had already thought about what to do next.

She didn't know how long Gu Yillong could be restrained by the energy previously emitted by the system. She had to use the opportunity gained by the nameplate to figure out everything.

When she was in the audience before, she felt that the man who called himself Yu Heng had an extraordinary bearing, but there was something out of place about him. It seemed that the noble aura on him was not innate, but acquired through acquired experience, and was still inferior to that of Mr. Mo.

This feeling becomes even clearer from the perspective of the soul state. A person who was pampered since birth and served as a prince for thirty years, even if he was later persecuted and exiled, the air of pampering has long been integrated into his bones. He should not be like the person in front of him, who looks and behaves similarly, but still has a strange smell of a quick success, just like the products on the assembly line in the previous life, lacking the special temperament of manual polishing and years of precipitation.

Luo Qianhuai was at least 80% sure that this person was a fake. But Mr. Mo was too concerned and the people in the audience had already accepted everything. If he wanted to expose the other party's disguise, there was only one way.

"Tell the truth to this person." Luo Qianhuai pointed at the middle-aged man who was standing with his hands behind his back, his eyes flickering slightly, as if he was suppressing his nervousness, and said in his mind.

"Ding! Successfully used. Host, please start asking questions. Within ten minutes, the other party will tell you everything he knows."

Luo Qianhuai walked up to the man, stood still, looked him straight in the eyes, smiled calmly, and opened his red lips:

"Tell me, who are you? And what is the identity of that ancient great sword master?"

Although her voice was not loud, the heroes below all had internal strength and could hear it clearly.

Although I don't know why Madam Wen would ask this question, but when I think about the fact that she is the fifth best sword master in the world and the one with the strongest skills, even the most puzzling words and deeds become something that people are willing to tolerate, or in other words, have to endure.

Just like Guan Wentian and others who were standing nearby with clenched fists, their faces were red with anger, but they did not dare to take the initiative to step forward and attack Mrs. Wen who almost disrupted their plans. They could only think wildly in their minds about how to persuade her next so that the matter could be resolved smoothly.

In their opinion, whether the person in front of them is Madam Wen or the Fifth Sword Sect, it will not affect the master's plan.

Even if she could force the Ancient Sword Sect to retreat with one move, so what? Things had already developed to this point, and the heroes of the world had agreed to raise the banner of rebellion, so their mission was basically completed. Who would care about the leader of the martial arts world, whether it was Gu Yilong or Madam Wen, or even Master Wen himself?

Those hot-blooded people in the martial arts world are the easiest to manipulate. Just bring up the cause of family and country and they will fall into the trap without hesitation. Even if that Mr. Wen strongly opposes, it is impossible to pull them back.

As for the fake, they were not worried. He had already gone through a series of training, and it was impossible for him to reveal his background with Gu Yilong just because the other party asked casually.