My system is super invincible show

The little monk Fudo looked at Master Luanlai with a blank expression, expressing confusion about his reasoning.

"Basically... we are inseparable... we haven't run away..." Master Luan Lai bared his teeth and looked at Xiao Feng on the field with a strange expression: "Don't you think that this person, regardless of his ability? , or his tactics, they are all the same as that kid who came to our temple last time and insisted on having a fight with you... uh, what is his name..."

"Call Wu Wei!" The young monk Fudou immediately answered.

"Yes, my name is Wu Wei!" Master Luanlai slapped his thigh: "Don't you think that Wu Wei's abilities and tactics are very similar to those of the Chrysanthemum Poking Maniac!"

"Similar?" Young monk Fudo thought carefully: "There are indeed many similarities? However, this chrysanthemum-poking madman is stronger than Wu Wei..."

"Wu Wei didn't show so many abilities when he fought against me."

"You kid, aren't you usually very smart?" Master Luanlai said with a look of hatred: "I can defeat you with [-]% of my strength, why would I use [-]% of my strength?"

"You mean, when Wu Wei fought with me, he hid something!" The young monk Fufu finally lost his composure.

Master Luanlai squinted his eyes: "What does it mean to hide one hand? It should be said that when someone fights with you, he only shows one hand!"

The immovable little monk: "(⊙o⊙)"

Master Luanlai continued: "What is really hidden should be many hands!"

The little monk Fudo said: "!!!∑(°Д°ノ)ノ"

If it is really like Master Luanlai said, then the blow to the young monk Fudo would be too great...

"But master, the name of the person I fought with is Wu Wei. If you want to say that this chrysanthemum-poking maniac is Wu Wei, I believe it!" The young monk Fudou still didn't want to believe the master's reasoning and argued: "But you said Wu Wei... ...that is, the chrysanthemum-poking madman, he is my brother Xiao, this is a bit..."

"What's the point?" Master Luanlai nodded angrily and said, "You think I'm talking nonsense! Huh?"

The little monk Fudo nodded slightly: "Master, look, Brother Renxiao, Wu Wei, and this chrysanthemum-poking maniac, they all look different..."

"Are you stupid! Huh? Are you stupid?" Master Luanlai felt like he was going crazy: "At this time, don't you still think that Wu Wei and the Juju-poking madman are using their true appearance? Bar!"

"Okay, since you still don't believe it, I will send you the analysis bit by bit!"

"First of all, both Wu Wei and Juju Kuangmo can create illusions! If they have the ability to create illusions, how about disguising themselves?"

"Second, did I tell you that airbending masters with illusion skills are very rare. Two of them appear at the same time in the small city of He'an? This probability is even lower than winning the first prize in the lottery!"

"Third, I remember that Wu Wei and Xiao Feng are from the same school!"

"Since they are in the same school, is it possible that they know each other?"

"In fact, I dare say, they must know each other!"

"Since we know each other, does it make sense for Xiao Feng to pretend to be Wu Wei and come to fight with you?"

The immobile little monk nodded.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Master Luanlai's reasoning became more and more convincing to the young monk Fudo.

"Let's talk about the fourth point. I have seen the registration form of He'an City for this competition, and there is no name like Wu Wei!"

"In fact, as the rotating president of the Airbending Masters Guild in He'an City, I have the right to access the information of all the Airbending Masters in He'an City!"

"This time I went to He'an City to take over the position of president, and I also looked at the information on the airbending masters that had just been registered in the past few years. Among them, there was no such person as Wu at all!"

"In other words, this Wu Wei is not a Qi Master at all..."

"Is it possible..." Young monk Fudou carefully interrupted the master: "Wu Wei is an airbending master, but he has not registered?"

"What do you think?" Master Luanlai rolled his eyes.

"Uh..." The little monk Fudo was stunned.

It shouldn't be possible...

"One last thing!" Master Luanlai said seriously: "The competition group that Xiao Feng is in is the e3 group!"

"All signs, unite! Isn't the result obvious?"

At the end of his speech, Master Luanlai showed an expression that showed he had seen through the truth.

"According to this inference, Wu Wei and this chrysanthemum-poking maniac may really be Brother Xiao pretending to be..." the young monk Fudou murmured.

However, the boy's cleverness suddenly came back and he said: "Master, it's still not right!"

Master Luanlai: "???"

Not right?

I've said so many arguments, and you still don't believe me?

"Look, this chrysanthemum-poking maniac likes to poke people's chrysanthemums the most, but that Wu Wei, he didn't poke me..." The little monk Fudou seemed to have grasped the key point and said excitedly.

Master Luanlai: "(ーー゛)"

So, do you still want to try what it feels like to be stabbed?

"So!" The young monk here continued: "I still think your reasoning needs to be discussed..."

Seeing the wise expression on his disciple's face, Master Luanlai really wanted to give this kid a slap on his bald head.

Just because he didn't poke your chrysanthemum, does Wu Wei ≠Chrysanthemum-poking Crazy Devil≠Xiao Feng?

The young monk Fudo waved his hand in front of Master Luanlai's eyes: "Master, isn't what I said right?"

"I'm going to kill you!" Master Luanlai scolded angrily: "How could I accept a fool like you as my apprentice!"

"This stabbing anus is also a hidden skill of his, don't you understand?"

The immobile little monk: "-_-||"

"In short!" Master Luanlai said decisively: "I'm sure that the so-called Wu Wei, this chrysanthemum-poking maniac, and Xiao Feng are basically the same person!"

Master Luanlai pointed at Xiao Feng on the field and said again: "If this chrysanthemum-poking maniac were not Xiao Feng, I would not be a monk and just return to secular life!"

The little monk who couldn't move said: "..."

The master was so sure that the young monk couldn't believe it even if he didn't believe it.

"I didn't expect that Brother Xiao and I had fought so early..." The young monk Fudou said with a sad face: "He only used a little bit of skill and beat me down."

"If he had tried his best, wouldn't I have lost even more miserably..."

"Brother Xiao looks harmless, but it turns out he is so strong... and so insidious..."

Realizing this, the young monk Fudou felt even worse: "I thought I could achieve good results in this competition and get a large bonus, but now..."

"In the knockout rounds, if I run into Brother Xiao, then my desire to make a lot of money from the competition will probably come to nothing..."

"What?" Master Luanlai saw that the little monk Fudou's expression was wrong and said, "Are you starting to get discouraged?"

The immobile little monk raised his head and moved his mouth, but said nothing.

"Because Xiao Feng is very strong, do you think you have no hope?" Master Luanlai smiled: "Silly apprentice, think about it carefully, between Xiao Feng and you, you are the one who has the upper hand now!"