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

Chapter 92 Brother Wang Ye, you have such a bad temper.

【Gen character·Kunlun! 】

The energy of the mountains surged into his body from under his feet. Zhuge Qing did not dodge or evade, and even did not take any precautions, allowing Wang Ye to hit his abdomen with a palm.

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A big question mark appeared on Mo Yu's forehead in the audience stand.

"You're pretending like that?"

If it were Mo Yu, he would just push forward with his blood and energy, use 150% of his strength, and blast it over with an inch of force. Wouldn't Zhuge Qing just be defeated?

However, on the field, Zhuge Qing withstood Wang Ye's attack head-on and remained unharmed!
"How would you handle this situation?"

Feng Shayan turned to Mo Yu and asked, Feng Xingtong and Zhang Chulan also looked over curiously.

Mo Yu didn't say anything. He put his right hand together to form a sword, and the sword energy of Juejian that was surrounding him broke through the protective true qi.

Several people could feel the sword energy at Mo Yu's fingertips, but they couldn't figure out the reason.

Feng Xingtong summoned a spirit to test it out, but Mo Yu's sword finger didn't even move, and the spirit that pounced on him was split into two by the sword energy.

"What a sharp sword energy!"

Zhang Chulan exclaimed in surprise.

"No, this is not sharp, it is the annihilation of true qi!"

Feng Xingtong's pupils trembled as he tried it himself. He could clearly feel that the place on his soul that was injured by the sword energy no longer existed.

If it was simply sharp, the damage to a spirit with extremely high physical resistance would never be so great!
Feng Xingtong looked at the spirit with heartache as it regrouped, but its strength had permanently decreased by at least 20%.

All I can say is that it’s fortunate that the one facing Mo Yu was his sister Feng Shayan, not him Feng Xingtong.

Otherwise, even if he could win, he would have to cry on the field while hugging his weakling spirits.

"The annihilation of true Qi? This is too exaggerated!"

Zhang Chulan also looked at Mo Yu with a distressed expression. When he thought about having to face such a thing in the future, he suddenly felt that his future was hopeless.

To put it bluntly, the protective golden light is also a change of true Qi. Since Mo Yu's sword energy can annihilate Ling's true Qi, there is no reason why he cannot break his golden light spell.

At this moment, Feng Baobao said something quietly from the side.

"It's okay. He has very little Qi in his body. If we release more Qi for him to chop, he will be out of Qi."

As Feng Baobao spoke, he raised his hand and released a blue sea of ​​Qi. The sword energy contained in Mo Yu's sword finger was quickly submerged by the sea of ​​Qi.

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Mo Yu glanced at Feng Baobao, who lowered her head and said nothing.

There's no way he can beat this guy.

Zhang Chulan, who was standing aside, looked at Mo Yu's frustrated look and was already wondering whether he should ask Sister Baoer to dig a hole in the middle of the night and bury Mo Yu. After all, he didn't have as exaggerated Qi as Sister Baoer.

At this moment on the field, Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye have already started to fight with magic.

However, Feng Shayan kept her attention on Mo Yu. She noticed that Mo Yu's gaze was not focused on Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing, but on the venue.

"Is there anything strange on the field of this stadium?"

Feng Shayan was confused and also looked at the playing field, but she could not see anything.

But in Mo Yu's eyes, he saw two strange situations intertwined with each other.

Even Wang Ye didn't know that Mo Yu, who was obsessed with martial arts, actually understood Fenghou Qimen.

"So a normal Qimen game is a single layer. From this perspective, that guy Qunxia has indeed acquired a new and extraordinary technique."

Mo Yu muttered in his heart, he actually couldn't understand this.

But ever since the hero Mo Yu engraved more than 4,000 games of Qimen in the Heavenly Palace of the Sea of ​​Consciousness, he could inexplicably see these things.

Although he still couldn't understand it, he still knew the most basic direction identification.

Senior Brother Wang Ye, who is centered on himself and can switch layers at will, fights against Zhuge Qing who is on a single layer.

It's basically a case of multiple dimensions attacking one dimension. Everyone is not in the same dimension. It's a true dimensionality reduction attack.

"You'd better not tell others that you can understand the Qimen Bureau."

Feng Shayan whispered softly in Mo Yu's ear.

She was smart and had already realized what Mo Yu was looking at just now.

As a descendant of the Feng family who inherited one of the Eight Wonders, Feng Shayan knew exactly which eight of the Eight Wonders were.

Wu Hou Qimen is not unrivaled in the world of extraordinary people, but it is also a T1 level existence.

Being able to achieve such a crushing situation, Feng Shayan naturally thought of Fenghou Qimen.

Feng Zhenghao had suspected that Mo Yu was also one of the descendants of the Eight Great Skills, and even told Feng Shayan to keep a close eye on him.

She wasn't sure whether Mo Yu had really mastered Fenghou Qimen.

However, Feng Shayan, who has been in the world of extraordinary people for so many years, knows very well what the consequences will be if Mo Yu, who is close to Taoist Wang Ye and calls him a brother, reveals that he is actually a sorcerer.

Master Tian Jinzhong of the Tianshi Mansion also said that he had never met Zhang Huaiyi, and did not know what the origin of Qi was, but what was his final outcome?
Even with the support of the Tianshi Mansion, his limbs and meridians were still crippled, and he became a useless person who could no longer practice cultivation! Mo Yu looked at Feng Shayan in confusion, his eyes confused, as if he had no idea what she was talking about.

Feng Shayan's mouth twitched. This was the first time she realized Mo Yu's shameless face.

"I almost forgot this guy used to work in sales."

Speaking the truth to different people is the basic quality of sales.

This guy just doesn't care, not that he doesn't understand.

When there is something that requires Mo Yu to pretend, he can also talk nonsense without changing his expression or heart beating.

Those who really think that Mo Yu has the mentality of a strong man and disdains to lie will definitely be killed by this guy!

【The winner is the Wudang King! 】

The Taoist priest from Tianshi Mansion has already announced the name of the winner at this moment.

"Alas, my peaceful days are probably over."

Wang Ye sighed and left the arena.

If even Feng Shayan could guess it, how could the ten bosses present, who had personally experienced years of turmoil, not guess Wang Ye's methods?
After all, Zhou Sheng, one of the thirty-six thieves who comprehended Fenghou Qimen, was originally from the Wudang Sect!

It is not difficult at all to come up with this obvious answer.

However, what Big Wang, who was concerned about the world, never expected was

When he walked out of the arena, the first people to come and make trouble were not those who were seeking Fenghou Qimen, but Zhuge Qing's fans!

"Stop! Stinky nose!"

"Dead fish eyes! Don't run!!"

"It prevented us from seeing Ah Qing's heroic performance next!"

Wang Ye looked at the brainless female fans who were rushing towards him with knives and axes, scratched his face, turned around and ran away.

This is even worse than being targeted by the Ten Boss!
"You actually made our husband spit blood! Do you still have any humanity?"

"Why don't you just die!"

All kinds of extremely offensive and insulting words came out of the mouths of these shrews.

Wang Ye is a kind-hearted man after all, and he actually wanted to reason with this brainless fan. The result was naturally an even worse scolding.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Three muffled sounds were heard after him, and the dirty talk suddenly stopped.

Wang Ye scratched his head and looked back, and sure enough, it was his junior brother Mo Yu.

"Brother, for people like this, just teach them a lesson. Why bother being polite to them?"

Mo Yu chuckled and said to Wang Ye.

When the three women saw that Mo Yu was also wearing a Taoist robe and called Wang Ye "senior brother", the fear in their hearts immediately dissipated and turned into even greater anger.

Clang!
The three of them had just opened their mouths and had not had time to smear honey on their lips when a pair of jade wheels flew past their foreheads, and a few strands of broken hair fell from their temples.

"Forget it, forget it. Don't bother with them. I'm a monk. A few scoldings won't affect me."

Wang Ye knew that Mo Yu was a courageous person who would really take ruthless action to deal with people, so he quickly held his shoulders and spoke to comfort him.

Wang Ye, the person involved, didn't care, and Mo Yu didn't know what to say. He put his pair of jade wheels back behind his back and coldly spat out the word "get out".

Those three brainless female fans originally wanted to make some polite remarks at the end.

But after seeing the murderous intent in Mo Yu's eyes, they left in shame, not daring to breathe, like dogs seeing a tiger.

Wang Ye heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

He felt a lot more relieved after these brainless female fans were driven away.

"Brother, your temper will bring you into big trouble sooner or later."

Mo Yu still had a good impression of his senior brother Wang Ye. No matter his character, personality, or qualifications, he was an excellent choice and very much to his liking, so he rarely took the trouble to remind him.

"Haha, don't you still have me, Junior Brother?"

Wang Ye smiled and made a joke.

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Mo Yu was silent for a moment, then he laughed and said, "That's true. Next time you encounter something like this, just come to me, Senior Brother!"

"Okay." Wang Ye agreed with a smile, then changed the subject: "Now, Junior Brother, are you going to fight the Lu family's treasured child?"

"Lu Linglong? Well, she's my next opponent."

"You'd better be gentle. Senior Brother, I have to remind you that Mr. Lu Jin is the most protective of his people."

Wang Ye looked around and when he saw that there was no one around, he whispered in Mo Yu's ear.

"Don't worry, he's not dead."

(End of this chapter)