Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

Chapter 50 The fight started

Ye Gucheng's expression changed slightly when he saw the headmaster of Longhu Mountain coming on the stage. Back then, he only managed to win against the headmaster Zhang with just one move. He still took advantage of the fact that the headmaster had just fought with the leader of the Demon Cult and was still injured.

Now that five years have passed, he is not necessarily the head coach's opponent when it comes to fighting with real swords and guns.

In fact, when they actually fought, as Ye Gucheng expected, he was no match for the head coach.

Seeing that defeat was a foregone conclusion, Ye Gucheng stepped down from the stage with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, "I lost."

All the people in the martial arts community sighed with regret. Many people present had participated in the martial arts conference five years ago and witnessed the rise and fall of a hero. It was neither tragic nor heroic.

Headmaster Zhang stood on the stage, with white hair and a childish face, bright eyes, and no signs of aging. It seemed that there would be no problem in living for another twenty years.

Everyone is focusing on the Emei Sect and Shaolin, wanting to see if these two will come on stage to compete.

However, Master Emei's expression was solemn and the Abbot of Shaolin closed his eyes to rest, as if he didn't care who was the leader of the alliance.

Linglong's feet moved slightly, and in the next second, he landed lightly on the stage.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Unexpectedly, Lingxing Palace came out this time to be the leader of the martial arts alliance!

One of the people on the stage was a white-clothed fairy who did not eat fireworks from the world, and the other was a martial arts master with a solemn treasure. Almost everyone thought that the master of Lingxing Palace was crazy and that she could not be the opponent of Zhang Zhang.

Headmaster Zhang was also a little stunned, "Young friend, are you sure you want to compete with me?"

Linglong nodded, "Please give me some advice, senior."

"I can't even talk about giving you advice. I'm really afraid of future generations." Zhang Zhang sighed and raised his hands, "Little friend, please."

Song Qiao held her breath and watched the battle on the stage. She knew that Linglong was very strong, otherwise he would not have been able to tie with a grandmaster even though he was seriously injured that day, but she did not expect to be so strong.

How old is she? You grew up taking drugs!

Perhaps in terms of some skills, Linglong is not as good as Zhang Zhang, but in terms of internal strength alone, Linglong is not inferior at all!

For a moment, everyone in the audience looked at the stage in disbelief.

From today on, regardless of whether Linglong can become the leader of the martial arts alliance, he will become famous all over the world and become one of the strongest people in the world. The five major sects may even be reshuffled!

Just look at the ugly expression of the Lord of Huashan.

Suddenly, the two people on the stage stopped fighting, because the strong wind formed by the internal force surrounded them, and the figures that were too close were blown backwards. For a time, sand and rocks were flying, and strange phenomena abounded!

After a hundred moves, Master Longhushan was defeated!

You can hear needles dropping from the top of the mountain.

The defeat of the leader means the end of an era.

The Shaolin abbot was silent for a long time, and finally took a step forward.

"Old man, come and learn some lessons."

After two hundred moves, Linglong was defeated, but at the same time, the Shaolin abbot also lost his fighting power and narrowly won!

At this point, if Emei sent Shi Tai to appear, he would be able to win the position of leader, but Shi Tai has no intention of doing so.

The abbot of Shaolin stood on the stage and looked around. Anyone in the audience who wanted to be famous would not come on stage to fight with him at this moment.

However, there are often people who don't need fame.

The red robe floated down on the stage. Although the robe was large, it could still be seen that it was a woman. Everyone finally discovered that the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect was actually a woman!

"Master Abbot, I see that you have been seriously injured and you are no match for me. Why don't you go down and rest and come back later?" The abbot was so angry when Dongfang Bubai came on the stage that he almost vomited blood again.

"Shameless person! Where did you find this witch? I will take you in today!"

"Haha, let's see if you have this ability." Dongfang Bubai sneered and immediately attacked.

The combination of Kunwu Jue's domineering spirit and Xiaoyao's ethereal mind makes Song Qiao's attacks extremely cunning. Sometimes they are upright and domineering, and sometimes they are ethereal and extremely treacherous.

After more than a dozen moves, the abbot, who was seriously injured, could no longer hold on and retreated in defeat, his face as white as gold paper.

However, the abbot's defeat does not mean that she can aspire to be the leader of the alliance. More people think that she is just taking advantage of the situation.

Soon, the leader of the Qingyun Sect came on stage unceremoniously.

This time, Song Qiao didn't hold back, she wanted to kill him as a warning to others.

and so.

The silk threads shuttled back and forth with silver needles, like a net, trapping the leader of the Qingyun Sect in it. The arms were waving, as if they were dancing, and the silk threads were filled with internal force, like a life-threatening steel wire. If you are careful, you will die!

Like wild geese flying, like fallen leaves fluttering, Song Qiao stepped on the shoulder of Master Qingyun and landed behind him. With a hook of his fingertips, all the silk threads and silver needles were withdrawn. In the frightened eyes of everyone, Qingyun A thin line of blood appeared on the leader's neck, and then his body fell to the ground, dying.

No one saw a ray of light falling into Song Qiao's palm. The strange ring absorbed the soul fragments and converted them into internal power for her to use.

Worthy of being a master!

Much better than the second-rate sects she killed!

In an instant, Song Qiao felt that she had become much stronger. Even if she met Ye Gucheng in his heyday, she would still be able to fight!

The impact was not only that, the death of the head of Qingyun shocked everyone. He was the leader of a sect, a master-level figure, one of the top people in the world, and he died like this? Still died in a martial arts competition?

Although it is said that the martial arts competition does not matter life or death, those who can become a master basically have the means to save their lives, and the world is so big, no one has a favor, and there is no huge hatred, and they will not put people to death. But today, this default rule was broken.

In Song Qiao's view, this so-called rule is a bit ridiculous. People in the world are just licking blood with their swords. Is it possible that you can get a good death after becoming a master? If you establish a sect, you will be able to live in peace until death?

What are you thinking about? Vendettas are everywhere, and it is common to kill entire families at every turn. People who do this are often labeled as demons and given the title of devil. What's ridiculous is that the so-called robbing the rich and giving to the poor has become a knight. Why, should ordinary people die?

Song Qiao looked at the stunned people in the audience, with a sneer on his lips behind the mask and a cold look in his eyes, "Is there anyone else who wants to compete with me?"

As if awakened by those words, the great disciple of the Qingyun Sect, Yang Li, cried out, "Master!!"

Song Qiao waved his sleeves, and the body of Master Qingyun flew out and landed at the feet of Yang Li and other disciples.

She looked at the hateful disciples over there and said nonchalantly: "You are welcome to take revenge at any time."

"Witch!!"

"What a witch!" Someone in the audience yelled angrily. The silver needle disappeared in an instant and killed her instantly.

With the lesson learned right in front of them, no one dared to say anything anymore. They all turned to look in the direction of the Emei Sect Master, hoping that the Master could take action to punish the witch.

However, Master Tai always closed his eyes and meditated, and there was no movement.

"Master? Master?" The disciple on the side shouted cautiously.

Someone touched Master Tai, and the next second, Master Tai fell to the ground.

This is a big deal. This has never happened in a martial arts conference.

After Master Tai fell into coma, people fell into coma one after another. They were not from small sects, but were all well-known figures in the world.

Panic began to spread.

"Quiet!!" At the critical moment, Song Qiao shouted to stop everyone.