Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 13 What is Humility?
I wanted to show my face.

As a result, he was killed in one move.

Ding Minjun, who has a lot of thoughts in his mind, suddenly began to doubt himself.

She created all kinds of negative emotions and directed them at herself. It was obvious that her fellow disciples were just lamenting the terrifying strength of Mo Yu, but to her it seemed like they were mocking her own arrogance.

She had put herself on the stage, not knowing how to end it.

Just as Zhou Zhiruo was thinking about whether to replace Ding Minjun, Bei Jinyi, who had just had a conversation with Mo Yu, slowly walked out from the crowd.

"Junior Brother Mo Yu's attainments in martial arts are truly astonishing. I, Senior Sister, am eager to learn a thing or two. I would like to ask Junior Sister Ding to give me the opportunity to spar with Junior Brother Mo Yu first."

Bei Jinyi understands Ding Minjun's character.

She first began to praise Mo Yu's strength, the subtext being that it was not that their strength was weak but that Mo Yu was strong. Then, instead of asking Ding Minjun to leave, she said that she was itching to show off her skills and asked Junior Sister Ding to give her the opportunity to challenge Mo Yu.

This gave Ding Minjun a way out.

After all, the purpose of the friendly competition between the two factions is to exchange martial arts and deepen feelings. There are not too many rules and restrictions. Even if you lose, as long as you can continue to fight and the opponent does not refuse, you can keep fighting.

The two Emei disciples who faced Mo Yu before lost their ability to fight and were carried off the field, but Ding Minjun was defeated in seconds in a sword fight with Mo Yu but remained unharmed.

If he were to leave the field right now, the embarrassment would be even greater than being killed instantly by Mo Yu.

If you are killed instantly, you can say that you were careless and didn’t dodge, or that you were in poor condition. There is always an excuse.

But he was unharmed and ran away in disgrace.

It can only mean that you are a coward and don't even have the courage to draw your sword against your opponent.

This is not just a matter of strength. After the show is over, her master, Master Miejue, will not let her off easily.

But he had only faced Mo Yu in person.

Only then could he clearly feel how strong the oppression of fighting with Mo Yu was. Ding Minjun, who was still frightened, really didn't dare to draw his sword against Mo Yu for a while.

Whenever Ding Minjun mustered up the courage to fight Mo Yu again.

Her mind couldn't help but think of Mo Yu's eyes filled with fanatical fighting spirit, as if they saw through all her moves.

Ding Minjun deduced it again and again in his mind.

But I don’t know if it was because the excessive mental pressure infinitely magnified Mo Yu’s strength, or for some other reason, but every time she imagined a battle in her mind, the result was that she was killed instantly by Mo Yu’s sword.

At this moment, Bei Jinyi gave her such a good opportunity. Ding Minjun had never felt that Bei Jinyi was so pleasing to the eye as she did today. This junior sister was so lovely, even though she had always regarded Bei Jinyi as one of the competitors for the next generation of Emei leader.

There was no further talk, no dragging of the feet.

Ding Minjun bowed to Bei Jinyi, then walked out of the arena and through the crowd away from the bonfire.

Crouching in a dark corner.

Ding Minjun looked at the arena illuminated by the fire from afar, and couldn't help but emit a sense of malice from deep in her heart. She hoped that Bei Jinyi, who had just rescued her from the stage, would lose even more miserably at the hands of Mo Yu.

If Bei Jinyi performed even worse, the memory of Ding Minjun being killed instantly by a single sword would be replaced by Bei Jinyi's tragic defeat.

Although it is difficult.

After all, she was killed instantly by Mo Yu's sword, and her performance was already at the level of a floor brick.

Even if Bei Jinyi suffered a crushing defeat, it would be difficult for her to lose more miserably than her.

But if Bei Jinyi was also killed in one blow, her defeat would at least not be so glaring, right?

"Junior Sister Bei, don't you always pretend to respect your fellow disciples?"

"Please, you must lose miserably, so that everyone can forget my embarrassing appearance." Ding Minjun murmured like a devil in the dark, cursing Bei Jinyi, whom she was grateful to from the bottom of her heart just now.

But could the facts turn out to be as she expected?

Bei Jinyi walked slowly towards the center of the arena.

He walked until he was three meters away from Mo Yu before stopping.

She did not start the duel immediately, but started chatting with Mo Yu.

"Junior Brother Mo's martial arts skills are truly superb. He secured victory in a split second. Jinyi's eyesight is so short-sighted that she didn't even understand it. I'm really ashamed. I wonder if Junior Brother Mo could explain it to Jinyi?"

Bei Jinyi kept a low profile, and her gentle tone carried a hint of admiration.

The Wudang brothers who were watching wanted to replace Mo Yu. The admiring gaze of the beauty was like a killing skill to these hot-blooded young men.

It turns out that girls’ favorability is not gained by giving, but earned by fighting?
Several Wudang brothers in the crowd discovered that it was not only Bei Jinyi who admired Mo Yu. Most of the Emei female disciples who were watching looked at Mo Yu with more or less stars in their eyes.

Suddenly, everyone felt that they had suffered a great loss. If they had known earlier, they would not have been bootlickers.

To be honest, the strength of the female disciples who came from Emei this time is really average.

It was hard to say about Ding Minjun. The two girls who were beaten out by Mo Yu had also fought with Wudang disciples before.

All we can say is that the amount of water released was enough to drown all the fish at the foot of Mount Wudang.

Bei Jinyi had no intention of starting a fight, and Mo Yu didn't want to start directly. After all, friendship came first and competition came second in the social competition.

In order to improve your own skills, it is normal to switch to literary discussion in the middle of a fight, or to directly ask your opponent about your own shortcomings.

The reason why Song Qingshu was hated by the Wudang disciples was because this bastard had just demonstrated his strength by beating up his fellow disciples, and there were more than a dozen Emei female disciples surrounding him, asking for advice and calling him "Senior Brother Song" one by one.

Of course, the Wudang disciples were extremely angry when one person monopolized more than a dozen high-quality resources.

Now, damn, it won’t be Mo Yu’s turn again, right?

Junior Brother Mo Yu, don't let down the trust of your senior brothers and sisters. You must keep your heart in the Dao and don't be deceived by bad women!

Mo Yu once again proved that he was different from that bastard Song Qingshu.

He is truly an emotionless fighting machine. After thinking for a moment, he began to give a sharp and pointed review in a concise manner.

"The first one doesn't seem to be here to compete but to dance. Pure show-off."

"The second attitude is commendable, but it doesn't know how to leverage strengths and avoid weaknesses."

"The third move was too rigid and rote. She got confused the moment I moved a little."

Bei Jinyi couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

Although what Mo Yu said was true, it could even be said that he hit the nail on the head.

But in front of everyone, can't you be more tactful? You said it so directly and bluntly, how can we, the Emei Sect, save face?

We are obviously from the same sect, so why don't you learn what humility is from your senior brother Song Qingshu?

The world of martial arts is not just about fighting and killing, it is about human relationships and worldly wisdom!
I secretly glanced at the elders.

Especially the expression of Master Miejue, but not only was there no anger on her face, but she agreed with Mo Yu's sharp comments.

While Bei Jinyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, an idea suddenly popped into her mind.

Compared to Song Yuanqiao, Mo Yu is more like the disciple of her master, Master Miejue, with the same fierce personality and the same sharp tongue.

(End of this chapter)