Fantasy: The Path Of The Villain

Su Yi held his sword behind his back and stared at everyone with firm eyes: "Who dares to fight me?"

As his sonorous and powerful voice fell, the quietness of the meeting at this time was a bit too quiet.

The breeze gently blew Su Yi's clothes, and he didn't ask any more questions after opening his mouth, and just stood there quietly with his sword in his hand.

Everyone looked at Su Yi on the stage as if the God of War descended at this time, they only dared to communicate with each other, but did not dare to talk in a low voice, for fear of attracting sharp eyes from the stage.

Seeing this scene, Su Tianyi, the Patriarch of the Su Family, stood up at this time. As the Patriarch of the family, his voice was like a bell, and his voice spread to the ears of everyone present.

"Since everyone knows the past, the competition for the position of the future Patriarch has officially begun."

"Because Su Yi has personally killed his compatriots before, no matter what the reason is, the original rules of the same-stage competition are now immediately changed to the ring mode, the loser ends, and the winner continues."

"At the same time, as he said, you can choose to join forces to fight against the enemy, but in the end you still have to win and lose until no one opposes the final winner."

"Everyone understands?" Su Tianyi's calm but not angry eyes inspected everyone present.

"Understood, Patriarch!" The people who were swept away by his gaze suddenly trembled, and after their hearts trembled, they said in unison seriously.

Obviously, judging from the current competition rules, the Patriarch did not favor any side, even if his own son was among them.

It even changed the original one-on-one multi-group competition into the current group arena, and it is still the kind that can be fought together.

Looking at it this way, Su Yi, who is the guardian of the ring, will be severely targeted if he deals with the Su family's favored sons when his soul is severely injured and his origin is damaged.

Win or lose.

No matter what kind of result it is, it is possible to aggravate his injury at this time, even to the extent that he cannot make up for it in the future.

Life stops halfway...

Everyone who understood the rules was eager to try, but no one dared to be the first to challenge War Practitioner.

Su Yi waited for a while, then looked around with a chuckle: "Why, no one dares to come up? Even if I am seriously injured now, no one dares to come up to challenge?"

As soon as these words came out, someone finally couldn't bear it anymore.

I saw a burly figure jumping up from the auditorium, and flying down not far from Su Yi in the blink of an eye.

"Su Meng, I have met the young master, and hope that the young master will be merciful..." The person who came was Su Meng, a big man with a height of nearly two meters and bare chest and arms.

Relying on the excellent Talent Berserker Body in Constitution, possesses terrifying physical strength far surpassing the same rank Realm.

Despite the fact that he only has the Cultivation Base of the early stage of the Immortal Realm, his physical strength may have already surpassed the cultivator of the middle stage.

You must know that this still does not have any blessings from Magic Treasures, it is just physical strength.

It can be imagined that the Su Meng in front of him is another one who wants to take the path of becoming a god in the flesh, just like the ancestor Su Shize.

Seeing the burly Su Meng showing his cupped fist respect, Su Yi nodded calmly, "Very well, I know you, your physical strength is almost top-notch."

People with a fighting spirit tend to become more courageous as they fight. As long as they cannot be defeated immediately, the next battle will be extremely passive.

After all, as long as he enters the frenzy state, he will reduce the damage he receives as much as possible, and the more injured he is, the stronger his attack power will be, which is equivalent to a near-death counterattack, or a decisive battle to the end!

Facing Su Yi's praise, the five-year-old and three-year-old Su Meng immediately narrowed his eyes, laughed loudly and said, "It's the young master's praise, please, the young master first." Saying that, he motioned for him to attack himself first.

Hearing this, Su Yi nodded again, feeling the truth in her heart.

"Since you are being merciful, then I won't take advantage of you. I don't need the Excalibur to avoid being said to bully the small." After saying that, Su Yi thrust the Excalibur in his hand into the ground, and a quarter of it The blade directly sank into the extremely hard field.

Seeing this scene, everyone including his opponent Su Meng frowned slightly, not knowing what Su Yi wanted to do.

Does he want to fight Su Meng with his bare hands? Isn't it self-inflicted to use one's own weaknesses to attack other people's strengths?

Looking at Su Yi who was empty-handed, Su Meng frowned and asked, "Young master, what are you..."

But before he finished speaking, Su Yi's figure flashed in front of his eyes, and when he appeared, he was already standing only one step away from him.

When Su Meng realized that his pupils shrank, Su Yi's seemingly insignificant fist had already hit his abdomen.

In an instant, an irresistible terrifying force was exerted on him.

With a bang, Su Meng quickly flew backwards after receiving the punch with his body.

It wasn't until he flew more than a hundred meters that he fell to the ground with a plop.

Su Meng's face was very ferocious and distorted, he couldn't get up for a long time, and at the same time, he kept covering the part attacked by Su Yi with his big hand. Obviously, just one punch attack put him at a disadvantage.

Su Yi withdrew his fist, looked at Su Meng who was struggling to get up with his hands behind his back, and said slowly: "During the battle, you can't be distracted, don't you know?"

"...Thank you, Young Master, for your teaching. I understand now." Su Meng, who came back slowly, looked extremely solemn and serious, and at the same time remembered what Su Yi said.

"Body of Berserk!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fiery red aura spread rapidly from his body, and at the same time the divine power of the early stage of the Void Realm exploded together.

The fire-attributed Spirit Power combined with the Berserker Body is simply a combination born for battle, combining explosiveness and physical strength.

At this time, he can even single out a strong man in the middle stage of the imaginary realm. Although the battle may take a little longer, at least he can have a showdown.

With the explosion of power, Su Meng became serious.

With a stride, the figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of Su Yi, and then raised Kong Wu's powerful arm, and punched Su Yi's head.

The fist that was originally empty was now covered with a pair of gloves with Gold dragon patterns: Gold Devouring Dragon Soul Gloves.

At the same time, there was a trace of divine light and aura emanating from his body, obviously he had changed into the previous Magic Treasures divine clothes that were destroyed by Su Yi's punch.

And it was because of the power boosted by this pair of Gold Devouring Dragon Soul Gauntlets that he dared to compete in confidence and strength with someone who was one Realm taller than him.

At this time, under the blessing of weapons, Su Meng was going forward indomitably, both in terms of momentum and strength, which were unprecedentedly powerful and peak.

Seeing the burly figure who came in front of him in the blink of an eye, Su Yi unhurriedly did the same as him, and threw a punch at the same time.

Flesh and flesh, Magic Treasures gloves, the fists of the two collided instantly.