I’m Really a Villain

Xu Zimo raised his head and looked at the behemoth in front of him that was silent in this world, feeling deeply moved in his heart.

It seems that no matter how wandering he is outside, this place is like his home. He grew up here, and his parents are also here.

When the dark Tianhu entered the sect, the disciples guarding the entrance on both sides immediately stopped him.

"Stop, who are you?"

Xu Zimo slowly raised his head from the dark Tianhu's back, and the two disciples froze in place.

"Holy Son, you are back."

Xu Zimo nodded slightly.

"See Holy Son," the two disciples hurriedly saluted and let them go.

Looking at the back of Xu Zimo going away, the two disciples muttered softly.

"The Holy Son is coming back at this time, and I don't know if he will participate in this big competition."

"Probably not, the competition is almost over now."

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In fact, the Dabi Zongmen also paid great attention to it this time, after all, the time before the Mandate of Heaven appeared is getting shorter and shorter.

At this moment, only the Sixth Elder and the Seventh Elder are presiding over it.

But on Tianyuan Peak where Sect Master Xiao lives, several core elders of the sect including Xu Qingshan are here.

A very large mirror is placed in front of everyone, and the situation of the competition will be projected very clearly in the mirror.

Looking at the situation of the competition, several core elders were also commenting one by one.

"This Gaoxiong has the blood of the ancient Lixiong, he is a good seedling with unlimited potential.

It's a pity that his blood is only half activated, and he will probably lose this competition. "

"This Ji Baiyu is not simple. I heard that she is a descendant of Emperor Feiyu, and she has learned a lot from what Emperor Feiyu left behind. The future can be expected."

"The disciple brought back by the suzerain is not simple.

Talent and character are top-notch, even stronger than those of our disciples. "

"There is also this Duguao, who has not lost a single victory in our Zhenwu Shengzong in recent years, and there is already a faint call for the number one person in the sect.

The only pity is that the old man wanted to accept him as a disciple several times, but was rejected.

I heard that his master is a reclusive expert, so I'd like to see it if I have the chance. "The fourth elder said with a little emotion.

Hearing the fourth elder's words, Sect Master Xiao glanced at Xu Qingshan, then smiled and said: "Shouldn't the number one person in the sect be Nephew Zimo?"

"It's true to say that, but nephew Zimo Xian has not been in the sect in recent years.

Those new disciples have never seen him, after all, seeing is believing, so many people probably would not remember him if it wasn't because of the Holy Son. "The fourth elder replied.

Xu Qingshan's face was calm, and he said lightly: "My son does things, why do we need to prove to others."

"The deputy suzerain is quite confident," the fifth elder said with a smile.

"My son has the appearance of a great emperor," Xu Qingshan replied succinctly, and did not speak any more.

Everyone can hear that Xu Qingshan is so confident in his son that he even disdains other people's opinions.

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Xu Zimo walked in the True Martial Sacred Sect, originally planning to go directly back to Qingshan Peak to see his parents.

However, the faint cheers that could be heard in the distance attracted his attention.

After all, it is rare for Zhenwu Shengzong to have such a lively time.

He walked slowly in the direction of the cheers.

I saw a dense crowd crowded together in front of us, it could be said that all the disciples of the younger generation of the sect were gathered here.

Can still hear the faint sound of noisy discussion.

"I didn't expect it, the result of this session is really unexpected."

"All the direct disciples of the elders have been eliminated, and Meng Chenxue is the direct disciple of the suzerain, so it's only fair to say that he can get to this point.

But this Duguao, without a master, unexpectedly managed to reach the last step. "

"Looks like it's the Zongmen Grand Competition," Xu Zimo had a vague guess in his heart.

Thinking of Meng Chenxue, it seemed that when he returned to the sect last time, the other party had provoked him.

As for this Duguao, I don't have a deep impression on him. The other party should be an inner disciple at that time.

"Mr. Xu, why are you here?" At this moment, a voice suddenly interrupted Xu Zimo who was thinking.

He turned his head and saw Ji Baiyu standing aside, looking at him in surprise.

"I just came back," Xu Zimo said.

Ji Baiyu's face was a little pale, as if she had suffered a lot of injuries from the competition just now.

Xu Zimo and Ji Baiyu were chatting, and the disciples passing by also saw this scene.

Ji Baiyu's popularity in the sect is still very high, and there are countless suitors.

Looking at Xu Zimo at this moment, some disciples seemed to think of something.

Immediately shouted in surprise: "Holy Son, the Holy Son is back."

"That's right, it must be the Holy Son. I saw the Zongmen Dabi last time with my own eyes."

There were also some new disciples who watched Xu Zimo discuss in a low voice.

"That's the holy son of our Zhenwu Sacred Sect. It doesn't look different."

Originally, in the arena, the battle between Duguao and Meng Chenxue had reached a fever pitch, and both of them were really angry.

However, the appearance of Xu Zimo also caused a turmoil in a small area.

Elder Wan Zhen looked at the crowd below, frowned and said, "What are you making so much noise about?"

The disciples below hurriedly bowed their heads and did not dare to speak, and several disciples said cautiously: "Elder, the Holy Son is back."

At this moment, the crowd automatically parted ways, and Xu Zimo came out from behind calmly.

Looking at Xu Zimo, he seemed to have grown a lot in the past few years, and Elder Wanzhen felt a little emotional.

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at Xiao Yuexuan beside him, after all, he knew the grievances between the two.

Xiao Yuexuan looked calm, as if nothing had happened.

"Little Mo, come here quickly."

Among the crowd of core disciples in front, Xia Zihe and Meng Kuo waved to Xu Zimo.

These two are father Xu Qingshan's eldest disciple and third disciple respectively. It can be said that they played with Xu Zimo since childhood.

Xu Zimo smiled slightly and walked straight ahead.

Several direct disciples next to him had different expressions, and Jiang Xi'er looked indifferently, not looking at Xu Zimo.

But Xiang Qianheng and the others were all smiling, as for what they were thinking in their hearts, I don't know.

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At this moment, the battle on the arena has come to the end, Dugu Ao holds a long halberd in his hand, and uses the Heavenly Halberd technique to open and close.

Endless holy power surged out from his body, and one side of the halberd hit Meng Chenxue in the abdomen, directly knocking him off the ring.

"Brother Dugu is mighty!"

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There are disciples yelling at the bottom.

Dugu Ao looked domineeringly, circled around, and the war halberd in his hand exploded with power that soared to the sky.

Many people around did not even dare to look directly at him.

"Can I be the No. 1 person of the younger generation of Zhenwu Shengzong?"

Duguao raised his head, looked directly at the Seventh Elder, and asked loudly.