This Cultivator Has A Dirty Heart

After breakfast, everyone came to the competition platform.

Chen Luo stood on the competition stage, opposite him was a disciple of Rakshasa Gate.

The disciple held a seven-foot long sword in his hand. The sword had a dark red sheen on it, exuding a powerful aura of violence.

"It seems that he has killed many people."

Chen Luo looked at the disciple's sword and his eyes jumped.

Such a powerful anger cannot be defeated by a Hundred-Man Killer.

The disciple seemed to notice that Chen Luo was staring at the sword in his hand, so a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he said slowly.

"This sword was taken from a senior brother who wanted to kill me when I first started."

"He accompanied me all the way from an ordinary outer sect disciple to the inner sect, and then to the core disciple."

"This sword has already been stained with the blood of countless monks. If he accidentally stained your blood today, I hope you won't mind."

He lowered his head and gently stroked the sword with his fingers, an Anomaly smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

But at this moment, a dark figure suddenly blocked the sunlight in front of him.

The disciple was stunned for a moment, but before he could raise his head, he felt his head sink. The next second, he appeared next to his elder.

"What happened?"

The disciple glanced left and right and found that his elder's expression seemed not quite right, and everyone on the side also felt hesitant to speak.

At this time, he suddenly felt his head heat up, and a stream of heat flowed down from his head.

He touched his head, raised his hand and found that he was bleeding.

At this moment, he seemed to understand something, and suddenly looked at the competition platform with wide eyes.

On the competition platform, Chen Luo stood quietly where he originally stood, holding a sword in his hand, with a trace of blood on the blade.

"Paralyzed! A sneak attack!!!"

When he came back to his senses, he didn't care about any big occasion or education, and just spoke directly to Chen Luo.

"You even have a sneak attack in the competition! Fortunately, you are still my direct disciple!"

"Despicable! Shameless! Dirty!!"

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Faced with all this, Chen Luo's eyes were extremely calm and he didn't reply. He just quietly let the other party output.

When the other party had finished speaking, Chen Luo slowly turned around and looked at him.

Then he swung the long sword, pointed the sword tip directly at the disciple, and said coldly.

"You should be grateful that this is a competition and not an actual battle. Otherwise, you would have died."

"If you dare to lower your head and not look at your enemy when fighting face to face, aren't you just looking for death?"

"Despicable? Shameless? Dirty? Maybe I am indeed such a person, but you, in my opinion, are at best an upright corpse."

"Besides, this is a competition stage, not a stage for you to tell your past lives!"

After saying that, Chen Luo turned around and walked directly off the competition stage.

In the audience, the Rakshasa Gate disciple was stunned.

Many other disciples were shocked by Chen Luo's words.

It's not that they don't understand this truth. After all, in the Demon Sect, except for a very few people, how many people have come through it safely?

Except for people like Zhao Man and Chen Luo who were designated as direct disciples when they first started, most of them almost fought their way out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood step by step.

Their ability to become core disciples depends not only on their talent, but also on their decisiveness and despicable methods.

To them, these are all normal things.

But since coming to the competition stage, except for a small number of people, most of them seemed to have forgotten these things.

If they had to find a reason for all this, it seemed that here, they didn't need to worry about dying.

Because the elders of the sect are standing there to protect them, and if danger occurs, they will be rescued immediately.

In doing so, although the lives of the disciples were protected, it also made them lose the sense of crisis of either you dying or me living.

If it is a life and death battle, even if there is no chance of survival, we must fight to the death to hurt both sides and not let the other side have an easy time.

But without the threat of life and death, most people are not willing to try their best.

Because they always think, if they lose, they lose, and they can’t die anyway, so why do they have to fight to the death?

After listening to Chen Luo's words, the elder of Rakshasa Gate looked at Chen Luo with a little more appreciation in his eyes, but when he looked at the disciple who had just been defeated beside him, he felt a little helpless.

"Who can reach this position, why don't they understand this."

"But there are some things that you can't do just by understanding them."

Elder Rakshasa Gate said with a bitter smile on his lips.

Although there are often rumors among the people that Demon Dao is so cruel and ruthless that they often kill each other.

But in fact, the real Demon Dao is not that vicious.

Although fratricide among the same sects exists, it only exists among the lower class, or to be more precise, among the outer sect disciples.

Because outer disciples are the least valuable, almost anyone with some talent can become an outer disciple.

But once you get to the inner gate, the situation will be greatly improved.

You have to ask why, because the qualification to enter the inner gate is to succeed in Foundation Building.

For them, a Foundation Building is already a very good force, the pinnacle of Foundation Building.

If the same sect really fights within the same sect every day, and several inner sect disciples die every now and then, how can the sect afford it?

He worked hard to cultivate a particularly strong disciple, but before he could contribute to the sect, he was killed with two swords! The one who killed him was one of his own!

All the previous efforts have been in vain. Which senior sect can bear this?

Moreover, this kind of thing is difficult to deal with. If you kill a disciple of the same sect without being punished, other disciples will follow suit, and then you will be afraid that a lot of lives will be caused just because of a Spirit Stone!

It costs Spirit Stone to train these disciples!

This is also a common problem of the Demon Sect over the years.

The stronger the cultivation, the higher the status, and the more talented the disciple, the more protection and attention he will receive, and the less likely he will conflict with the disciples in the sect.

Slowly, their decisive character of killing will change slightly. Even Rakshasa Gate, which is famous for its killing method, will also have such a problem, let alone other sects?

As for the reluctance to fight with one's own sect, and whether it is okay to fight with other sects, this was actually possible before, and Demon Dao would not say much to each other.

But in the past hundred years, this method has not worked well.

Because the righteous ones headed by Taiyi Gate formed an alliance and attacked the Demon Dao Sect Gate together.

The Demon Dao Sect sect fought independently in the early stage, resulting in successive defeats. Later, it quickly established its own Demon Dao sect to resist.

If at this time, one's own disciples are asked to find other demon sects to fight a life-and-death battle, firstly, it will consume their living strength, and secondly, it will alienate them from each other, and even cause them to fall apart from within.

Thinking of this, the Rakshasa Gate elder sighed helplessly.

"This Demon Dao, if this continues, he will become the same as the righteous Dao!"

The extremely elders of other sects on the side had no choice but to smile after hearing this.

At this time, Chen Luo, who had just stepped off the stage, looked at the Rakshasa Gate disciple who had just scolded him very happily in the audience.

He silently took note of the other person's appearance, and decided to teach him a lesson before he left.

"Grandma's! I'm so happy with you, right? I'll have some fun for you later!"