How to capture the evil villain? I choose to be his mother!

Chapter 535 The Useless Female Supporting Character's Sword Master Mother (38 pages)
Coincidentally.

The first match of the day was between Chu Yi and the black-clad swordsman from the Sword Pavilion.

As the first match that everyone was eagerly anticipating, there were also three peak Mahayana stage experts watching the battle.

The two sides in the battle naturally faced greater pressure than others.

At this point, winning or losing is secondary; what matters is whether you can play a spectacular game!
Filled with excitement at the prospect of instant fame, the young man in black stepped onto the central white jade platform, sword in hand.

"Eastern Continent Sword Pavilion, Tianyi."

He arrogantly raised his chin and introduced himself.

The absent-minded first-year student suddenly turned his head, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

He had been completely focused on Zhu Wen.

until……

His opponent announced his name.

The first-year student's gaze was frank to the point of being blunt.

He said, word by word:

"I don't like your name. Change it, and I won't kill you."

He tilted his head, like a wild beast untouched by the world, with a kind of naive cruelty.

His identity had already appeared on the light screen behind him—

No sect affiliation, first year of junior high school.

Tianyi chuckled:

"Who do you think you are! My name was given to me by my master, the Second Elder of the Sword Pavilion!"

How dare a mere rogue cultivator without any sect threaten him to change his name?
Who does he think he is?

Tianyi grinned coldly, already prepared to defeat Chuyi and officially make a name for himself on this continent...

As for his past achievements in the first year of junior high school, he didn't care at all, or rather, he didn't pay any attention to them.

His overflowing confidence led him to raise one hand, gesturing:
"Why don't you make the first move? Otherwise, I'm afraid people will say I'm bullying a rogue cultivator."

First-year students did not refuse:

"it is good."

His figure moved swiftly, leaving a faint afterimage in mid-air.

UI.

The first move he made was already enough to demonstrate his skill level.

Tianyi's eyes became more serious:

"not bad."

He drew his sword to parry, and heard a clanging sound of metal striking metal.

Tian smiled confidently.

"...Unfortunately, it's still not fast enough!"

The first-year student slowly withdrew his hand:

"is it?"

Tianyi was wondering why he had stopped. Did he think he was going to lose and was going to surrender?

Suddenly, a fellow disciple in the crowd stood up, his voice heavy with grief and shock:

"Junior Brother Tianyi!"

Why does my senior brother have that expression?

Could it be that……

Tianyi belatedly raised his hand and touched his neck.

Blood spurted out.

The next second, his world went completely dark.

But in the eyes of outsiders—

Tianyi thought he had blocked Chuyi's attack.

In fact, the silver light had already grazed his neck before he even drew his sword.

Because it was too fast and too sharp, there was no reaction for a moment.

What Tianyi blocked with his sword was merely the lingering gale.

And then……

Tianyi is dead.

He died from a single blow delivered by Chu Yi.

The audience was silent.

There was no cheering.

There was only a chilling coldness.

Although everyone has seen many matches.

But this was the first time he had killed someone so swiftly.

Especially after the finals of the Heavenly Pride Tournament, most of those who qualify are disciples from prestigious sects.

Even before participating in the Heavenly Pride Tournament, everyone signed a life-or-death agreement.

However, when it comes to a life-or-death situation, everyone will deliberately hold back to avoid making enemies with the sects behind their opponents.

As for the first year of junior high... he seems to have no concept of it at all.

Because he disliked Tianyi's name, he threatened him, and when he didn't get a response, he decisively killed him.

That nonchalant attitude is no better than crushing an ant on the roadside.

After that, there was no longer any fear of being targeted by the Sword Pavilion.

He looked at the referee impatiently:
"It's not over yet?"

The referee on the sidelines hesitated for a moment before answering:

"No, it's over."

The referee glanced down at Chu Yi's information—Peak Golden Core stage, that's right.

That was the swiftness of that move...

No, that's not right.

It doesn't even have the aura of a peak Golden Core cultivator.

His aura was so faint that it was almost like that of an ordinary person.

He killed entirely by his own speed.

Did he really give it his all?

This was the question that puzzled countless people present.

After receiving a nod from the referee, Chu Yi walked down happily without even glancing at the corpse lying on the ground behind him.

He aimed directly at Zhu Wen and headed straight for her.

Not yet.

They were stopped halfway.

"You actually killed my junior brother!"

Tianyi's senior brother rushed up to him and angrily questioned Chuyi.

The first-year students were genuinely confused:
"Can't I kill him? Didn't we sign a waiver of life and death before the competition?"

Senior Brother Tianyi choked for a moment, then subconsciously raised his voice:

"He's a disciple of the Sword Pavilion!"

The first-year junior high student is still confused:

"So what? You can't kill him?"

As he spoke, his gaze swept over Senior Brother Tianyi, as if he were weighing the pork on the cutting board.

Senior Brother Tianyi was so frightened by the direct and undisguised killing intent that he took a half step back and could no longer speak.

At first glance, his reaction told me that he was backing down.

After thinking about it, Zhu Wen was still nearby, so I couldn't cause trouble.

He sighed regretfully:

"I'm leaving if I don't kill you."

Senior Brother Tianyi remained silent, trembling with fear.

Chu Yi then sped up and left.

The room remained silent for a very long time.

At this moment, Zhu Wen raised his hand and clapped, a smile playing on his lips:

"A thrilling match."

Jing Lingchun and Yuan Han both turned to look at her.

Zhu Wen smiled and asked in return:

"What? Isn't it exciting?"

Jing Lingchun sighed softly:
"Of course it was brilliant, a move that was almost flawless."

Yuan Han also commented:

"Hmm, very strong. No wonder you have high hopes for me."

Zhu Wen raised an eyebrow:

"of course."

Now that the three bigwigs above have all spoken out.

The once quiet audience suddenly became lively again, with scattered applause gradually growing louder and deafening.

In addition, whispers were hidden beneath the applause—

"Where did this killing god come from?"

"I saw him in the preliminary round. Although he was ruthless, he hadn't killed anyone yet."

"Tianyi is too arrogant. He won't change his name even when we tell him to."

"This is so bizarre, who would suddenly change their name?"

"There's nothing you can do, you just have to accept your bad luck."

"Will Jian Ge just let this go?"

"I heard that Tianyi is the personal disciple of the Second Elder of the Sword Pavilion."

"So what? They still have a peak Mahayana stage expert behind them!"

"Shh, keep your voice down. Don't think those three big shots can't hear you."

"Supreme beings probably wouldn't bother with us little shrimps..."

"..."

Zhu Wen, of course, heard their discussion.

As for the Jian Ge retaliation that those people mentioned...

Oh, so what?

I didn't care at the beginning of the semester.

She didn't care even more.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Yi swaggered onto the main stage.

He looked at Zhu Wen with sparkling eyes, like a puppy seeking praise.

Zhu Wen waved his hand:
"come over."

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, he moved closer to her, tilting his head back:
How did I do?

Zhu Wen was generous with his praise:

"Well, that's great."

Chu Yi squinted and smiled even more happily.

The interaction between the two people nearby left a meaningful glance between them.