Sword drawn from the constellations, poison as its edge.

Chapter 69 Sun Sanba? That's Sun Sanba!

After saying this, the Crocodile God of the South Sea suddenly ran a few steps and slammed out his palms.

With a loud bang, a boulder half the height of a person was smashed into pieces by him!
Amidst the swirling dust, a dark figure leaped up, and three short arrows shot towards him in a triangular formation.

The Crocodile God of the South China Sea neither dodged nor blocked; with a thrust of his belly, three sharp cracking sounds rang out, and the short arrows were deflected.

Jiang Mingzhe's heart skipped a beat. This commotion didn't seem like some kind of hard skill. This guy must be wearing an inner armor under his clothes, most likely made of crocodile skin. Maybe it was even a crocodile king, otherwise it wouldn't be this tough.

At this moment, the dark figure landed, dressed in black with a black mask and black eyes. Mu Wanqing hadn't left!

Jiang Mingzhe had just fought a fierce battle against the Crocodile God of the South Sea, and his attention was highly focused. He only heard Azi urging the others to leave quickly, and he thought they had all left. He never expected that Mu Wanqing would actually stay.

An unnamed fire burned from the Yongquan acupoint to the Baihui acupoint.

"Who told you to stay! Didn't I tell you to leave!" Jiang Mingzhe roared angrily.

Mu Wanqing drew her sword from her back, stared at the Crocodile God of the South Sea without blinking, and said coldly, "Who do you think you are? Why should I listen to you? This person is coming for me. One person does what one must do, and it's not your place to take the blame for me."

When she said that Jiang Mingzhe was some kind of old man, Jiang Mingzhe immediately planned to leave. He wasn't like Duan Yu, who was soft-hearted like a cotton candy and would shamelessly try to save people.

But when they heard "one person does the deed, one person takes the blame," they stopped in their tracks.

It would be strange if someone who has followed his "master" since birth and lived in the wilderness for eighteen years didn't have any shortcomings in his interpersonal skills.

However, this sense of responsibility that he unintentionally revealed shows that he is not a bad person at heart.

Jiang Mingzhe sighed and said, "You overestimate yourself. The Four Evils have long planned to meet on the main peak of Wuliang Mountain. How could the second most powerful villain in the world possibly come after a little girl like you?"

The Crocodile God of the South Sea nodded repeatedly: "That's right, that's right. I am the second most evil person in the world. Dealing with you is just a matter of breathing. Is it worth it to chase after me? But you killed my beloved disciple Sun Sanba. Since we have met, I will naturally avenge her."

After saying that, he glanced at Jiang Mingzhe and said, "Kid, I'm intentionally making you the fourth villain. Go ahead and do it. The more you torture her, the more I'll admire how wicked you are."

Jiang Mingzhe laughed and said, "Senior is joking. Yun Zhonghe, that lecher, is only unworthy to be a villain because he is too shameless in his lust for women. I have been given the right to be careful, how could I learn from Yun Zhonghe and torment women?"

The Crocodile God of the South Sea glared at her with his beady eyes and said, "I didn't ask you to pick flowers, I just asked you to torture her. How can you compare to that guy surnamed Yun? Your claw technique is quite good. Tear her limbs to pieces and let me see."

Jiang Mingzhe shook his head and laughed, "I've only ever fought strong opponents. What kind of villain would I be, dealing with women and children? They're just cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong. Besides, your disciple wasn't any better. It's good that he's dead. If you had really avenged him, he would have laughed at you, his master, for being a fool!"

The South China Sea Crocodile God was furious and turned to throw a punch. Jiang Mingzhe remained vigilant and dodged the punch with a quick step.

The Crocodile God of the South Sea roared, “What do you know! I’m a great villain, and my disciple is naturally no good either. But my South Sea sect has always been a single-lineage sect. She killed Sun Sanba, and all my hard work of more than ten years was ruined in an instant. Now I have to take on another disciple and start teaching her from scratch. Damn it, how many evil deeds has she delayed me from doing?”

Jiang Mingzhe sighed, "Although you are a villain, you are too kind. If I hadn't pointed it out, you would have been kept in the dark by that traitorous disciple for the rest of your life! Senior, your disciple's name was probably changed later, wasn't it?" He thought to himself that a name like Sanba was silly, what parents would give such a name? It was probably a name he changed himself.

The Crocodile God of the South Sea exclaimed in surprise, "Huh? How did you know? That kid learned martial arts from me and roamed the martial world, vowing to make everyone fear him. Therefore, he changed his name to Sanba (Three Tyrants). He was a tyrant in fists and palms, a tyrant in weapons, and a tyrant in his domineering personality. He was Sun Sanba (Three Tyrants Sun).

Jiang Mingzhe curled his lips: "Although you are the second most wicked man, since you are called a fierce and evil god, you must have been the third of the four great villains in your early years. You are the father of the third brother, and he is going to be your father! Otherwise, why would you be one of the three tyrants? You should know that fists and weapons are one thing, and how a person is is another. How can they be compared?"

Mu Wanqing looked at Jiang Mingzhe with her dark, black eyes and thought to herself, "How can there be such a ridiculous person in this world? But who can really believe such a bizarre reason?"
Unable to resist glancing at the Crocodile God of the South Sea, he was surprised to find the man's brows furrowed, his eyes darting around, and he muttered, "That's right, he's not called First Tyrant, nor Second Tyrant, but Third Tyrant? Thinking about it, it's indeed a bit strange... Third Tyrant, Third Father, damn it, how dare he? Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

Then Jiang Mingzhe asked Mu Wanqing, "Young lady, I wonder why you killed your senior's disciple?"

Although Mu Wanqing was not worldly-wise, she was not stupid. She immediately said, "I offended a powerful figure in Jiangnan and was chased by his men. A few days ago, I was in a hurry to get on my way when he suddenly stopped me and said that my figure was very... very... well, in short, some very unpleasant things. He even tried to lift my veil, so I killed him with a short arrow!"

Jiang Mingzhe nodded and said, "Well done."

He looked at the Crocodile God of the South Sea and said, "Senior, the truth has come out. Your disciple, who is ostensibly your disciple, has probably already joined Yun Zhonghe and learned his womanizing techniques."

The Crocodile God of the South Sea roared, "Bullshit, bullshit! My martial arts are far superior to Yun Zhonghe's. How could my disciple abandon such a powerful master and choose to serve Yun Zhonghe?"

Jiang Mingzhe shook his head and sighed, "The problem lies in your South China Sea sect's rule of passing down knowledge through a single lineage. Senior, your martial arts skills are renowned throughout the world. This man surnamed Sun has been learning from you for over ten years. Logically speaking, he should be able to fight even the leaders and elders of major sects. Yet, this ordinary little girl easily took his life with a simple hidden weapon. If you say that this kind of disciple has received the true teachings, I would never believe it even if you beat me to death."

The Crocodile God of the South Sea blushed and tried to defend himself, saying, "That kid is useless. He's nothing like me. He hasn't learned a single bit of my skills..."

Jiang Mingzhe's expression turned serious, and he pressed, "What if you found a young person who is just like you, with extraordinary talent, and particularly suited to learn the martial arts of the South China Sea School, but you already have Sun Sanba as your disciple, and according to the school rules you cannot take on a new disciple? What would you do?"

"Uh!" The Crocodile God of the South Sea blinked his beady eyes, thought for a moment, and then his eyes flashed with a cold light: "Damn it, what else can we do? We have no choice but to crush Sun Sanba so that that kid with talent as great as me can join the sect. Otherwise, are we going to ruin our sect's heritage for a fool?... Huh?"

He suddenly slapped his thigh, realizing something: "Oh! Oh my! I get it! I get it all! It must be because I always scolded that idiot for being too useless that he was afraid I would kill him and take him as a disciple again, so he simply sided with that bastard Yun Zhonghe!"

"Senior's insightful prediction hit the nail on the head!" Jiang Mingzhe's tone was full of admiration, and he clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, showing his heartfelt admiration.

The Crocodile God of the South Sea said nonchalantly, "My master has always praised me for being smart since I was a child! But I'm just too sentimental. Humph, otherwise I would have snapped his neck when that traitor changed his name to Third Father!"

After saying this, he shook his head repeatedly, seemingly regretting that he could not kill his disciple with his own hands. He then looked at Mu Wanqing and said, "So, if I kill you, it will only make that traitor's ghost gloat. I can't kill you then!"

Jiang Mingzhe and Mu Wanqing exchanged a glance, both feeling relieved.

Just then, a woman's voice rang out softly: "Others become wiser as they get older, but Yue Laosan, your brain is getting dumber every day."

(End of this chapter)