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

Chapter 16: It’s so tempting, fight!

Just when Mo Yu was killing everyone in the arena.

A world of one's own.

The hero Mo Yu walked out of the alien prison in Nadutong, and when he had nothing to do, he strolled to Crouching Tiger Mountain Park.

He stared at the spot where he had been meditating before and fell into deep thought.

Wohushan is called a mountain, but it is actually just a small hill, no more than a hundred meters high.

The lilacs on the hillside are in full bloom, and under the light of the street lamps, the white petals emit a pure white light.

The environment here is indeed very good, but this place was newly built and has no history.

There are no famous temples or ancient monasteries nearby, not even a Taoist temple.

Walking among the flowers, Mo Yu tried to regain the mood of that morning, trying to see if he could hear the mysterious voice in the dark again.

The origin of Qi!

The innate Taoist tradition!

Laojun’s lineage!

This tone is really too arrogant.

But recalling the vague memory, Mo Yu, the hero, could feel that this must be a volume of extremely profound internal energy skills.

The Nine Yin and Nine Yang may not be able to compare with it.

For Mo Yu, a knight who is devoted to studying internal skills, what is the difference between this and an old pervert who encounters the goddess of his dreams and throws herself into his arms, but the goddess disappears in the blink of an eye?
Who can sleep well after this?

Mo Yu, the hero of the group, tossed and turned all night yesterday, thinking about it. The more he thought about it, the more he felt as if his heart was being scratched by hundreds of claws, and it was itchy.

As soon as I crossed into a world of one person, my legs and feet involuntarily walked towards the place where I first met the "goddess of my dreams".

Unfortunately, the King of Xiang was interested in the goddess but she was ruthless.

If you miss it, you miss it. There is nothing you can do about it.

"How did I trigger it in the first place?"

Mo Yu, the hero of the group, scratched his chest. He tried to sit cross-legged and meditate again, but the mysterious voice never came back.

"Perhaps, we can find some clues from those two people."

Mo Yu, a hero in the group, couldn't help but think of Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao, who had a resonance with his energy.

He didn't know Feng Baobao, but he liked Zhang Chulan's innocent aura like a college student, plus the style of his vest.

Take out your phone and do a quick search, then check them one by one.

Soon, the address of a university not far from here appeared in front of Qunxia Mo Yu.

"Tsk, I really want to go and take a look, but this isn't my world after all, nor is it my identity. I can't get myself into trouble."

Mo Yu, the hero of the group, stared at the screen of his mobile phone with a frown, feeling extremely conflicted.

He wanted to check it out.

But you may not be able to find out what it is.

If he went, he would definitely be listed as a suspicious person again by the authorities after he was cleared of suspicion.

What Mo Yu, the hero, didn't know was that because Feng Baobao had also sensed the influence of the Qi, Xu Si had already set his sights on him regardless of whether he went or not.

But if he really wanted to contact Zhang Chulan, Xu Si would keep a closer eye on him.

One is a suspicious person and the other is a suspect.

The hero Mo Yu scratched his chest again, opened the chat software, and sent a few messages to Mo Yu.

He explained in detail what he wanted to do, the possible consequences, and the compensation that would be given at the time.

However, after staring at the phone for a long time, Mo Yu still didn't reply.

"What the hell are you doing, man?"

The hero Mo Yu scratched his hair in pain. He could not even sit still in meditation and wandered on the path in Wohushan Park.

He would walk a few steps, sit on a chair for a while, and then stand up again quickly.

Mo Yu, the restless hero, looked at his phone, but there was still no reply.

"I can't help it. At worst, I can give him more compensation afterwards. I'll find a way to handle any problem!" The hero Mo Yu slapped his thigh and stood up from the bench, looking like he had given it his all.

Then, after taking only two steps, he sat down on another bench with a dejected look on his face, scratching his head in pain.

It still doesn't work. His Taoist heart prevents him from doing such a thing that harms others and benefits himself.

If a tiny bit of money could benefit the world, I would not do it; if a tiny bit of money could harm the world, I would not do it either.

This is the creed that the hero Mo Yu has always adhered to. He is such a self-contained and arrogant guy that even when facing another "self", it is difficult for him to cross his own bottom line.

"What the hell are you doing? Give me a reply!!"

Mo Yu, the hero of the group, stared at the screen of his mobile phone frantically, wishing he could travel back in time and press Mo Yu's head to make him reply to his message.

Wudang Mountain, the arena.

Mo Yu really didn't mean to stand him up, but he really couldn't spare the effort right now.

He received the message just as he was fighting with Bei Jinyi.

But Mo Yu, who was in the middle of the battle and had entered the battle mode of concentration, simply ignored these things that were not related to the battle.

After beating Bei Jin.

After exiting combat mode, Mo Yu originally wanted to find an opportunity to go down and receive information to see what the heroes Mo Yu wanted him to do.

Just at this moment, Zhou Zhiruo came on the stage again and expressed her desire to fight with him.

This is Zhou Zhiruo, not only one of the heroines of The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber!

The original book even states that she has an excellent talent for martial arts!
Having the opportunity to fight with such an original character is like a pervert meeting the goddess of his dreams and throwing himself into her arms.

How could Mo Yu refuse? How could he refuse!

That is of course
war!
Fight your fucking teeth!

Even when Zhou Zhiruo suggested using her internal energy to fight him like Bei Jinyi, Mo Yu agreed without hesitation.

"Emei disciple Zhou Zhiruo, thank you for your guidance, Senior Brother."

Zhou Zhiruo bowed down, she was really grateful to Mo Yu.

If she took the initiative to ask her opponent to give her a handicap, a more stubborn person would never agree to it.

Just start to criticize her and call her shameless is the least of her worries.

Ding Minjun, who was hiding in a dark corner and jealous of Bei Jinyi's brilliance, saw that Zhou Zhiruo also wanted to do something similar. Judging from her own experience, she immediately cursed her as a little bitch.

In Ding Minjun's opinion, the shameless Zhou Zhiruo obviously saw an opportunity and wanted to improve her reputation with Mo Yu.

A certain old fellow who threw a shuriken from eight hundred miles away and bragged about it all his life agreed.

However, Mo Yu didn't care about fame. He stood with his hands behind his back and extended one hand as an invitation.

Even when facing the extremely talented Zhou Zhiruo, there was only fighting spirit in his eyes without a trace of romance, and he still only uttered that simple word.

"please!"

Before anyone made a move, Mo Yu, with the momentum accumulated from several victories, had already pressed towards Zhou Zhiruo under the overwhelming fighting spirit.

This is a kind of mental oppression.

Although it cannot be seen or touched, and will not cause any impact on the body, for a person with a fragile mind, just a glance may be enough to make her afraid to take action.

For example, Ding Minjun was killed instantly by Mo Yu's sword.

Zhou Zhiruo was only 28 years old, and had only faced her master and senior sisters before. She had never experienced such intimidation.

Even though Nun Miejue was a bit sharp-tongued, she was still very kind to Zhou Zhiruo. Even when she taught her martial arts, she would never show any intention of fighting or killing her.

"Gudu."

Zhou Zhiruo swallowed secretly, her cheeks flushed with a sickly color, but her eyes became brighter.

This is the common feature of martial arts geniuses. The more oppressed they are, the brighter their spirits become. The more dangerous they are, the more amazing their potential will be!
With her clothes fluttering, Zhou Zhiruo shattered the oppression in her heart and rushed towards Mo Yu.

She moved lightly and took small steps, but she walked extremely quickly. In an instant, she was four or five steps in front of Mo Yu.

The white sleeves fluttered, and a snow-white arm stretched out from it, piercing Mo Yu's Tanzhong acupoint.

　I actually got the signature today, and I almost thought I was going to send it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)