Chapter 254 Anger [Please give me a monthly ticket! ]

In the past three days, Lin Fenghe used three routines, each showing a different style.

But no one expected that Liang Yue would use them all in one competition!

With one layer upon another, even if there is a big realm difference between them, we should be able to give it a try, right?
But when she looked at Zhao Xinzhu opposite her, she was standing there in a daze, her shoulders trembling slightly.

The first time Liang Yue gave in, she felt angry; the second time Liang Yue gave in, she felt confused; the third time Liang Yue gave in, she felt sad.

After the first two encounters, she was able to understand that the other party was not a careless person. In fact, she later conducted a follow-up investigation on Liang Yue and learned that he was a rising star in the Xuanmen Sect in the past six months. Compared with his martial arts, he was more famous for his wisdom in the Zhuxie Division.

Such a smart person would certainly not do this for no reason. He must have thought that he could defeat himself, which is why he did this.

Am I so weak?

During the days of hard training at home and studying swordsmanship in the Whale Lake School, I had always dreamed of becoming famous overnight. But when I arrived in Longyuan City, I realized that I was so weak.

Not to mention those geniuses who ranked above Wu Handing, even a newcomer in Xuanmen like Liang Yue could easily crush him and humiliate him at will.

But she didn't even have the courage to attack, because she knew in her heart that once she drew her sword, she would definitely lose.

Being embarrassed in public is not the saddest thing. The saddest thing is that all your previous efforts were in vain and all your aspirations were just daydreams.

I have never been a genius...

Zhao Xinzhu discovered this reality with sadness.

Looking at Liang Yue, who was blindfolded and standing in the circle in front of her, the angrier she became. A feeling of sadness suddenly surged up her nose and she could no longer hide her tears.

Even if I'm weak, you don't have to do this again and again, right?

He simply doesn't treat himself as a human being.

You want to become famous by humiliating me, but I won’t fight with you!
As soon as she thought of this, Zhao Xinzhu lost all her will to fight. She cried out in a tearful voice, "You are bullying me!"

After saying that, he turned around, jumped off the stage, and ran out of the crowd crying.

"Hsinchu!" Wu Handing shouted, turned around to look at Liang Yue angrily, then turned around and chased after him.

The contestants in the stands and the audience around were a little surprised when they saw this scene, but they also felt that it was somewhat reasonable.

Zhao Xinzhu was just a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old. It was normal for her to be unable to bear the psychological pressure when faced with a losing situation and repeated humiliations from her opponents.

On the contrary, Liang Yue really went a bit too far.

Just win if you can. Why pretend or humiliate your opponent?

It would be fine if it happened once, but he did it twice. Two times was not enough, so he did it three times. Of course the girl couldn't stand it. He made Zhao Xinzhu cry, right?

The emotions of the surrounding audience towards Liang Yue, after repeated accumulation, finally turned into pure anger.

The official from the Ministry of Rites who came on stage was also somewhat unprepared for the development of the situation. He looked at Liang Yue strangely and reported: "In the twelfth round of the competition, Liang Yue won!"

Liang Yue let out a long sigh and took off his blindfold, only to find that he was surrounded by hostile gazes.

He smiled shamefacedly.

He was indeed a little embarrassed. He was aware of his performance just now. If he was sitting in the audience and saw that scene, he would also want to kick himself.

But there was no other way, he was also afraid that Zhao Xinzhu would really take action.

He smiled as he stepped down from the stage and walked back to the stands of the Zhuxie Division. He saw that all the Xuanmen disciples were looking away and not looking at him directly.

"I..." He was about to say something.

Then I heard Yifan say, "Don't talk to us now."

"That's right." Xu Luzhi nodded. "Although I know you have your reasons, you looked really irritating just now."

Li Mo also said: "Junior Brother Liang, we all understand you, you also need to understand us. You were simply the third level Lin Fenghe just now, it is hard to imagine how hateful you are." Da Qiao said heavily: "I get angry when I see you."

Mo Qiuren nodded slightly, "It makes me angry just by listening to it."

Shang Yunhai went to heal his wounds, and now only Wei Ping'er was left silent. Liang Yue smiled and said, "Miss Wei Jiu is still the best to me..."

Wei Ping'er lowered her head and whispered, "Stay away from me these few days. I have already thought of three or four pill recipes. I'm afraid I can't help myself."

……

At the same time that Liang Yue "defeated" Zhao Xinzhu, in the Ministry of Justice prison.

A bloody man in white was thrown to the ground. He struggled to crawl forward a few steps, saying repeatedly: "Sir, please spare my life, please spare my life..."

In the shadow in front of him, there stood a straight figure. The face could not be seen clearly, but only the sharp outline and a pair of sharp eyes that pierced through the darkness.

This person was Liang Fuguo, who was dressed in official robes.

"You are at least a well-known sorcerer in Xizhou. If you focus on passing on your own magic, you can do well. Why did you have to come to the City of Gods to make a living and end up in such a situation?" Liang Fuguo said calmly.

"I know I was wrong." The man in white was very weak, his eyes dim, and he looked like he was dying. "Please spare my life, sir."

"You were a worshiper in Dingnan Marquis's mansion, and you killed people for them without asking why." Liang Fuguo continued, "Now that the curse has backfired and you are in a life-and-death crisis, not only did they not save you, they also wanted to kill you and silence you. It was my people who saved you."

"And now you don't thank me for saving your life, but beg for mercy. How strange."

Liang Fuguo leaned over and said, "If I wanted you to die, wouldn't I just ignore you?"

When the sorcerer heard this, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, "Lord Zuo Xiang, are you willing to save me?"

"I can save you. You were attacked by the curse. You just need a high-level mystic to make up for it and a pharmacist to heal you. I can find them all." Liang Fuguo said slowly, "But after you are alive, you have to be useful to me."

"I am willing to be an ox or a horse, and let Lord Zuo Xiang drive me as he pleases!" The sorcerer turned over with all his strength and began to kowtow heavily.

Just as Liang Fuguo said, he used to be a servant of the royal family and was supported by the marquis's mansion. He only needed to take action occasionally and kill one or two people secretly, and his life was quite comfortable.

Until last night, the attempt to kill that boy failed.

He was hit by the backlash of the curse and was in critical condition. Originally, he could have been saved at a cost. However, the Marquis' Mansion was not only unwilling to find someone to heal him, but also worried that he would leak the secret, so they sent people to hunt him down.

His protector was hacked to death in an attempt to save him, leaving the dying sorcerer alone to escape.

If he hadn't been caught by the people from the Ministry of Justice, he would probably have died outside.

"Heh." Liang Fuguo smiled. "I have many people like you under my command. Just work for me without worrying about my revenge. I know that you thought the person they wanted you to kill was my son..."

"Even though I've explained it many times, I have nothing to do with that kid."

"But it doesn't matter. Anyway, you didn't really kill him, and you are just a knife. The one I really want to take revenge on is the one who used the knife."

"That person has nothing to do with Lord Zuo Xiang?" The sorcerer was a little surprised.

The information he got from the Marquis' Mansion all suggested that the boy must be Liang Fuguo's biological son.

"This kind of unreasonable thing makes things worse. I am too lazy to explain it anymore." Liang Fuguo waved his hand. "That group of parasites raised by the royal family can't even figure out what happened to me. It's because you are with that group of rabble that you are so miserable."

"But even if that person has nothing to do with me, their behavior still makes me angry."

Liang Fuguo's eyes were so cold and sharp that the sorcerer didn't dare to look up.

"You have to do me a favor." He said slowly: "They have to die so that you can live."

　Good morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)