I'm the villain's own mother

I saw a flash of green and red light, the blue light instantly bound Su Hu, and the red light ignited as soon as it hit the ground.

"Qinglong Bin has been cultivating him continuously, and Suzaku Fire can't be extinguished by his spiritual power. Even gods can't save him now. I believe everyone in Taiyan Palace will be happy to see it."

The Suzaku fire on the stage was burning brighter and louder, with no intention of stopping.

"Fifth Master Uncle" Mu Wanwan's last words were stuck in his throat, but he couldn't say them out.

The fire on the stage burned brighter and brighter, as red as the one she saw in the illusion at that time. She couldn't watch Su Hu die. In any case, even if Su Hu would resent her, she was willing to bear it.

Nothing is more important than life.

"Fifth Master Uncle, we recognize him"

"I don't understand why a person who once wanted to die is so eager for others to live." Feng Yuan interrupted Mu Wanwan's words with a calm voice.

Mu Wanwan wanted to continue speaking, but she heard a slight noise on the stage.

It's like glass breaking, like rings hitting each other.

Then a khaki crystal barrier spread out around Su Hu, and in the center of the barrier, the green light overflowing from Su Hu slowly turned into the shape of a rattan, binding the green dragon on Su Hu's body.

It was slowly wrapped up, and then the rattan faded away, and the green dragon tied to Su Hu also disappeared.

"His wood spirit root has come back to life?" Master Cuiwu said this with some hesitation, as if he couldn't believe it.

"So far, yes, maybe this kid can be a blessing in disguise." Jing Shen's voice was as calm as ever.

"Look, what is that barrier?"

"Yes, it can actually block the Suzaku Fire."

The voice of the person next to her was a bit loud, and Mu Wanwan also found it strange.

They didn't wait for a long time to wonder, and then they saw Su Hu slowly rising into the air, still in an unconscious form, but the tattered clothes started to move.

What followed was the tattered sword spirit pattern.

Mu Wanwan saw the sword spirit pattern curled up in a corner stretch out, slowly occupying a piece of Su Hu's clothes, and even sparkling with bursts of light.

"His sword spirit pattern"

"Sword Spirit truly recognized him." Feng Yuan spoke slowly.

"What?" Mu Wanwan asked in confusion.

"Zhaocai was destined to him. Although he established a master-servant contract with him, he never really recognized it. The original body of Zhaocai should be gold, but he forcibly inlaid it with several layers of rock essence. He was afraid of death.

I'm afraid I won't like it if I have a good temper." Feng Yuan finished speaking slowly, and Mu Wanwan felt a little strange.

"There is such a thing."

"Of course there is. When I first saw his sword spirit mark curled up with a corner, I thought it was because his spiritual roots were inferior and his cultivation level was not high. I didn't expect it was because the sword spirit itself was unwilling to truly acknowledge him. It was also my negligence.

You should have thought of it, after all, if the Sword Spirit truly recognizes him, even if he is weak, the Sword Spirit will not necessarily be weak." Xiao Fengyu's voice was full of reflection.

"But I'm afraid you will rarely see such a scene in the future. He is the second person to transform the attributes of the sword spirit." Master Cuiwu's voice contained some excitement.

Feng Yuan raised his eyes and glanced at Su Hu: "Transforming the attributes of a sword spirit is not easy. Junior Brother Su is truly a strange person in this world."

Xiao Fengyu was visibly excited: "Uncle Master, are you saying that the attribute of the Lucky Sword Spirit has changed from gold to earth now?"

Master Cuiwu was still talking about what to say, so Jing Shen spoke: "It should be so. His sword is gradually filled with heaven-level rock essences. Coupled with the tempering of Suzaku Fire today, changing attributes is nothing.

It’s strange. He himself has a wood-attribute spiritual root, and now he has an earth-attribute sword spirit to complement each other. If he can survive, I’m afraid it will be much easier to practice.”

The scope of the rock spirit barrier continues to expand, and the Vermillion Bird Fire becomes smaller and smaller.

"The tempering is completed, and the Suzaku Fire should retreat." Jing Shen said calmly. "This round, Yu Qilin lost."

Mu Wanwan looked towards the stage, and sure enough, the Suzaku fire was getting smaller and smaller, the rock spirit barrier was slowly becoming transparent, and Su Hu was slowly waking up under the spiritual power of the wood spirit root.

Of course, he was just waking up. After all, his body was too seriously injured. It was still a bit reluctant to rely only on the wood spiritual power.

Yu Qilin's face had become very ugly at this moment: "How could this happen?"

Hearing and vision slowly recovered, and the sudden noisy sound hit Su Hu's eardrums. He frowned, slowly opened his eyes, and then said: "The five moves have been passed, Mr. Yu keeps his word."

Yu Qilin slowly lowered his head: "I admit defeat."

Seeing this, the child on the stage hurriedly sounded the gong in his hand.

"In the 110th round, Taiyan Palace, Su Hu wins."

The field instantly became excited. They came today to watch the duels at the top of the martial arts rankings, but they did not expect that the duels between those top players would end so quickly.

What made them even more unexpected was that there was a huge difference in strength in this competition. They once thought that Su Hu would die on the Cangshan Sect competition stage, but the competition ended with Su Hu, the weakling, winning.

Like sporadic fire falling into the dry straw, it ignites at the first touch, and at this moment, the sound of Suhu coming from nowhere is even more like a burning fire cooking oil.

Su Hu's name resounded throughout the venue. The first person to become famous in this battle was the Taiyan Palace foundation building disciple who defeated the strong with the weak——

Su Hu.

Su Hu smiled in spite of the pain and responded to the enthusiasm of the audience.

But the next moment he fell to his knees.

Everyone in Taiyan Palace couldn't sit still at this moment, and they got off the stage after just a few teleports.

Huaiyu was the first to pounce, but he didn't know if his legs were weak.

Su Hu slowly leaned against Huaiyu and said weakly: "It's okay, I'm still alive."

After hearing this, Huaiyu couldn't bear it anymore, tears fell down like beads, and he stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on Su Hulai's face: "Stop talking."

As expected, Su Hu stopped talking.

Master Cuiwu slowly knelt down and wanted to reach out to touch Su Hu's head, but he couldn't put it down.

When Su Hu saw this, he spoke tiredly: "Sister Huaiyu, help me put Master's hand on my head."

After hearing this, Master Cuiwu smiled, slowly put his hand on Su Hu's head, and said tremblingly: "Master has ignored you too much."

Su Hu said weakly: "But Master, I don't blame you. Look, today I took on Jade Qilin's five moves and defeated him. Isn't it a shame for Taiyan Palace?"

Master Cuiwu was speechless, and Mu Wanwan actually saw tears in the corners of Master Cuiwu's eyes.

Seeing that Master Cuiwu was silent, Su Hu spoke again: "You old man, just enjoy yourself. With a disciple like me, I can not only gain face for Taiyan Palace, but also gain face for you."

It's just that the sound is getting smaller and smaller.

Master Cuiwu nodded repeatedly, and seeing Su Hu closing his eyes, he quickly grabbed Su Hu, held him in his arms, and walked to his residence.

While walking, she spoke: "Girl of the Song family, girl of the Song family! Come to the Chenxiang Pavilion."

After hearing this, Song Zhujun quickly got up and followed.