The Peerless Villain of Martial Arts

Chapter 68 I'm Actually Not That Powerful
"Actually. Actually, I'm not that good." Li Chenzhou scratched his head, his eyes were bent into crescent moons, he smiled shyly, his face was slightly red, and he seemed a little shy.

Fang Jinlan glanced sideways at Li Chenzhou, feeling a little helpless in her heart, this is Li Chenzhou's way of hiding his clumsiness, to make the people and animals he packaged harmless, in order to make the enemy take it lightly, this is what Li Chenzhou did when he was in Anle Mansion.

In the extremely quiet scene at the moment, Li Chenzhou's voice seemed extremely abrupt.

Everyone followed the source of the sound, only to find a young man dressed as a scholar and a magnificent woman. The young man was wearing a black robe, with a shy smile, just like the young man next door. The long hair was tied up slightly, exuding a cold aura that no one should enter.

"Fang Jinlan." Lin Haoyu looked at the beautiful woman, said these words lightly, and a trace of heat flashed in his long and narrow eyes.

At this time, not only Lin Haoyu recognized Fang Jinlan, but many veteran inner disciples also recognized Fang Jinlan, and they all expressed incredible surprises.

Fang Jinlan is one of the most outstanding disciples of their generation, not one of them. When Fang Jinlan was in the Moon Worship Sect, countless people were overwhelmed by Fang Jinlan.

"Presumably the scholar next to the saint is Qianlong brought back by the saint?"

"However, no matter how I look at it, I don't think this scholar is like a being who is number one in the innate Taoist rankings. Instead, I feel that he has no power to restrain a chicken."

"We'll know by looking at our strength when we fight for the Holy Son. We don't want to be the first. If we don't have enough strength in the Moon Worship Sect, even if we are deposed, no one will fight for you." Someone said cautiously, He is very cautious, which is why he has been safe and sound for so many years in the Moon Worship Sect.

In the Moon Worship Sect, Lengtouqing would never survive three chapters before rushing to the street. Most people here can clearly understand themselves and know where they are.

"Ahem, it's useless to talk too much. Since I taught the Holy Maiden and Qianlong to come, let's start the battle for the Holy Son. In today's battle for the Holy Son, every disciple can compete on stage. It's different from previous years. But this time the battle for the Holy Son is life or death." Liu Xiuyuan coughed twice, and said kindly, even though the last four words were full of blood, but when he said them, he completely changed his appearance.

"Then the battle for the holy son will start this time, and the challengers will be Lin Haoyu's quasi-sage son and Qianlong Li Chenzhou." Liu Xiuyuan said flatly, this time is very different from previous years. In previous years, only the quasi-sage sons could challenge each other. It means that only these two people have the chance to jump into the dragon's gate, while the others are destined to be trampled under their feet for a lifetime.

This battle for the holy son is an opportunity to stand out. Lin Haoyu has a very strong background. Lin Haoyu is the son of the head of the Lin'an Lin family. The cultivation resources are sent by people from his own family, so there is no need to snatch the spirit plant elixir like them.

This means that Lin Haoyu's starting line is much higher than them. In addition, the Lin family also has some influence in the Moon Worship Sect, and Lin Haoyu is also talented. It is still beyond the imagination of other disciples.

Many disciples looked frenzied. This is their chance to stand up. Some of them are very talented, but Lin Haoyu has been suppressing them all the time, and they are not qualified to challenge Lin Haoyu. Now this is a chance to stand up.

The gazes of countless disciples swept across Lin Haoyu and Li Chenzhou, which made Lin Haoyu frowned. After a little thought in his heart, he knew that the sect wanted to abolish himself, the quasi-holy son, because Lin stood behind him. It is not allowed, the Holy Son is destined to become the leader in the future, and naturally he will not be allowed to be controlled by other forces behind the Holy Son.

The interests of the religion are always above everything else. If the Holy Son has family power behind him, then if the Holy Son grows up to be the leader, all resources will be tilted towards the family. If the sect is used for a long time, it will inevitably become weak. This is the conclusion of countless years in this world of.

No force can tolerate a force behind its successor manipulating him, even a small sect will not allow the successor it chooses to have family power behind it.

"I don't want to talk nonsense. The battle for the Holy Son is about to begin. Please seal the altar." Liu Xiuyuan said kindly. Suddenly, endless divine brilliance bloomed in his hands, and the runes lingered. An ancient arena rose from the ground, stirring up countless dust.

"When you come out to hang out, you have to do your best. You must walk ahead of others. Otherwise, you will only be a wild dog wagging your tail behind others for the rest of your life." A young man in white said in a low voice. Look at Lin Haoyu.

His name is Lin Moxie, Lin Haoyu's cousin.

He is a side branch of the Lin family, and he is far inferior to Lin Haoyu, the main branch of the Lin family, who has a strong root in both resources and family support.

And he hated Lin Haoyu not because of the family's strife, but because of his mother, the mother who single-handedly brought her up.

Thinking of this, Lin Moxie lowered his head, pinched his fingers tightly, the sharp nails pierced the skin, and the blood flowed down the nail caps drop by drop. Lin Moxie didn't seem to feel anything about these things, even the most beautiful face on his face There was no slight movement, and he seemed to have fallen into an extremely sad world.

"I'm telling you once again, if someone on the stage admits defeat, then don't kill them. After all, we are all in the same class." Liu Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes, and a stern look flashed across his originally amiable eyes. This was his bottom line.

"If someone from the same sect said to admit defeat, then don't blame the old man for being rude." At this time, Liu Xiuyuan was completely different from the amiable elder in the past. At this time, he was like a demon. Teach the appearance of the Great Elder.

After saying this, Liu Xiuyuan glanced at Li Chenzhou vaguely, and this glance happened to meet Li Chenzhou's gaze, and Li Chenzhou immediately understood the deep meaning contained in it.

With a dumb smile, the Great Elder wanted Li Chenzhou to admit defeat if he couldn't beat Lin Haoyu. There is nothing shameful about this. In addition to the current posture of the Great Elder and Fang Jinlan's judgment that Lin Haoyu's strength has reached the stage of metamorphosis, it can be estimated that maybe Lin Haoyu Has broken into the realm of transformation.

His strength will definitely not be inferior to that of Yue Wuhua, the death row prisoner in the arena, and he will even be much stronger, and there are unknown phantoms of martial arts, and the unknown is the most troublesome.

If Li Chenzhou didn't use the kaleidoscope to write sharing eyes before the medicinal bath, there was almost no possibility of victory, but now after the medicinal bath, even if he didn't use the kaleidoscope, he still has enough chances of winning.

(End of this chapter)