How did I imitate the big villain

Chapter 161 From now on, you are no longer allowed to say the three words "can", replace it with "must"

He Changsheng remained calm, today was the moment when he would become famous completely, but then again, deep down in his heart, he actually yearned to live aloof from the world, so why did he have to fight against him?

If he concentrates on cultivation, even if his progress is slow, he will probably enjoy it.

Li Qingshan is just a piece of shit. He is strong and can do whatever he wants. Now even a scumbag like Si Zhiyu wants to step on him. His uncle can bear it, but his aunt can't!

From the beginning to the end, he was always kind to others, and he even communicated in a friendly manner during the Jiufeng competition. If you meet a ruthless person, it would be normal for him to miss and kill the opponent during the competition, right?

I have never seen someone rush here to be a stepping stone for him.

Among the nine peaks, it seems that your Peach Blossom Peak is quite capable!

He Changsheng secretly swore in his heart that today he must let the other party feel what it means to be heartbroken.

When dealing with such people, you must not be accustomed to them, otherwise you will be disturbed by them.

If he hadn't been stared at by countless pairs of eyes, He Changsheng would have really wanted to kill him once and for all to avoid being resented.

The commotion outside also alarmed Mo Lianyun who was practicing in the wing. When she saw this, she immediately came to He Changsheng's side.

Mo Lianyun whispered: "Human monk, can you do it?"

"In the future, you are no longer allowed to say the words "can or can't." Change it to "must do."

After He Changsheng finished speaking, he immediately used Floating Cloud Phantom, jumped up, circled in the air, and landed on the opposite side of Si Zhiyu as steady as a mountain.

Mo Lianyun pouted, feeling a little depressed and said: "His Liuyun Phantom is even better than this king."

In the small courtyard, facing He Changsheng, whose cultivation level was a whole level lower than hers, Si Zhiyu said calmly:

"It's commendable to have the courage to teach personally. Today, I will test my ability to teach personally. However, I am not the kind of person who can't win. Later, I will suppress my cultivation to the early stage of becoming a god to compete with you."

He Changsheng rolled his eyes. This woman must be sick. It was the other party who came to him to ask for a fight. It sounded like he had to overestimate his ability to fight with the other party.

He suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and listened to the other party's nonsense. If this was a life and death fight, he would let the other party know what it means to not have martial ethics, kill first, and die by talking too much.

"There's no need to suppress my cultivation, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see how big the gap is between me and Elder Si. Although I'm not strong enough, I'm more resistant to beatings. Whatever means Elder Si has, just use them!" He Changsheng laughed.

Laughing, it would be boring if the other party suppressed his cultivation.

After all, this is just a competition, and he also wants to test his own strength.

Previously, Jia Wenke was a bad fighter. There was no experience in fighting with him. Before he could perform well, the opponent would not be able to hold on anymore.

Si Zhiyu comes from a good background and is definitely not comparable to a wild man like Jia Wenke.

'Arrogant!'

Si Zhiyu frowned slightly, after all, he is still a young man at heart, and he will suffer a big loss sooner or later.

Let her train him today so that he can change his arrogance.

With a thought in He Changsheng's mind, the Qingjun Sword appeared in his hand, signaling Si Zhiyu to start.

He floated in without any sloppiness, especially with the speed of Shangliu Yun Phantom, his figure was like a ghost, and he was close to Si Zhiyu in an instant.

The first move of the Bishui Sword Technique is to hit the opponent directly in the chest.

The sharp sword energy was indestructible, and Si Zhiyu suddenly felt a coolness pouring into her clothes, and she quickly stepped back.

At the same time, she held the top and bottom of her clothes with one hand, and quickly used the middle-grade defensive weapon from the storage ring with the other hand.

With a flash of inspiration, the defensive weapon turned into an illusory scene and quickly sank into her body, forming a tight-fitting effect in black clothes on the inside of her body.

Si Zhiyu's face was slightly red, and her index finger pointing at He Changsheng could not help but tremble slightly.

"How could you be so nasty!"

He Changsheng said seriously: "The words of the elder are wrong. The sword has no eyes. It is normal for some accidents to happen. Although this is just a competition, the elder can completely treat it as a real fight to the death.

Elder Si, you might as well think about it, if you were to face a life-or-death enemy, would the other party tell you any moral truth?"

Si Zhiyu glared angrily and said, "Strong words and unreasonable words!"

She didn't dare to be careless this time, and immediately launched an offensive against He Changsheng with all her strength.

After a few moves, Si Zhiyu felt something was wrong. The first few moves were evenly matched with hers, but gradually she felt a little powerless.

This guy didn't use all his strength at first. Could he be using her for sword practice?

Moreover, this swordsmanship is unpredictable, there are no common rules for its moves, and it can surprise you several times. The key is that she has never heard of it, and it is definitely not something from the Feathering Immortal Sect, let alone taught by the master.

That's right, He Changsheng just wanted to use the complete Bishui sword technique, so it would be rare for someone to give him a sparring opportunity.

He Changsheng fought tit for tat step by step, taking advantage of the enemy's attacks. As soon as he used the sixth move, Si Zhiyu was completely unable to resist.

He was defeated quickly, which of course had a lot to do with Si Zhiyu's mental breakdown.

This scene directly shocked everyone onlookers.

Elder Si was defeated!

However, the scene was surprisingly quiet, and no one dared to make irresponsible remarks in front of Si Zhiyu.

This kind of thing can only be discussed secretly behind your back at noon, otherwise you will die sooner or later.

Si Zhiyu's whole body felt like it was struck by thunder, and she was stunned in place. She was defeated, and she was defeated by a new disciple. This made it difficult for her to accept the news for a while.

Her mood at this moment was complicated, shock, shame, anger, and sadness all mixed together, making it difficult to describe.

This time he had lost all face, and she just wanted to run away through the door.

He Changsheng chuckled and said: "This shouldn't be Elder Si's true strength. In order to find a reason to send me some resources, Elder Si really went to trouble. In fact, there is no need to go to such trouble. I will not refuse. In the future, Si

The elder can just send it to me directly."

Si Zhiyu: "."

These words sounded really harsh. Of course, she would not naively think that the other party was finding a way for her to get down. This was clearly murderous and heart-breaking.

Si Zhiyu said nothing. She wanted to leave, but she found that He Changsheng had already arrived in front of her.

She gritted her teeth tightly, knowing of course what the other party wanted. If she didn't leave the compensation and lottery prize today, she might not be able to get out of this door.

The key was that she couldn't say much in front of everyone. A deep sense of powerlessness came over her, making her almost unsteady.

When she checked the storage ring, her expression froze. Only then did she realize that it was not only the compensation the traitor had caused her, but also the lottery she had just received.

In addition, even the middle-grade defensive spiritual weapon she brought was already worn by her.

(End of chapter)