The gods descend into reality

"The performer, Anonymous, is showing off again! (▼he▼メ)"

Chapter 20 He's playing the erhu!

nameless......

The atmosphere was ruined before I even said anything!

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That's going too far!

Wuming felt really angry!

The key question is, what exactly is showing off?

I've been living like this every single moment of all these years, no matter how hard I try. Do I need to pretend?

No need!

How could ordinary mortals possibly understand my level of understanding?!

"May I ask who you are, senior?"

The people from Zhongnan Mountain finally got a clear look at the newcomers.

A total of four people.

The first person I noticed was the middle-aged man sitting at the very front, carrying an erhu.

The reason I noticed him wasn't because he was playing the erhu just now, but because his aura was just too strong!

If you stand there and don't look closely, you might see a natural and harmonious world, but if you look closely, you'll see a giant sword soaring into the sky, its power astonishing.

Two completely opposite yet extremely harmonious feelings made Ma Yu see Wuming immediately.

"Now that I have retired from the martial world, I am no longer known or surnamed."

Gently put away the erhu.

I am not injured, and theoretically I should be playing the erhu right now.

In fact, at this moment, I do have an urge to play the erhu.

but--

Nero said I was just showing off, so if I play the erhu now, wouldn't that really be just like what Nero said?

How could I possibly do something so low?

On the other side, Ma Yu looked at Wuming speechlessly.

So after all this rambling, what's your real name anyway? You've been dodging the issue, are you trying to take advantage of my lack of education?!

He looked behind the nameless figure as if seeking help.

The first thing you see is Nero, dressed in a long red dress.

"That vixen is immoral!"

Sun Bu'er, standing to the side, couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Foreign women are indeed a bunch of shameless and immoral vixens!

Sun Bu'er pouted.

After all, in the eyes of people from the Central Plains, what respectable woman would dress so revealingly?

In other words, if someone dressed so provocatively isn't a femme fatale, then what is she?

Xiao Se grabbed Nero's hand, slightly calming the emperor's impending outburst of enthusiasm.

Otherwise, we could just unleash our full power right here on Zhongnan Mountain.

In that case, it's hard to say whether the Quanzhen Church will still exist tomorrow.

"Old hag, some things shouldn't be said carelessly."

Xiao Se looked at Sun Bu'er with an unfriendly expression.

The Buddha said that in the Dharma-ending Age, evil spirits lure sentient beings into greed and deviate from the right path.

Thinking about all the mediocre calligraphy masters of the past few years, and then about those who claim to be fashionable but are actually leading the social atmosphere astray, I suddenly feel that what Buddha said may not be without reason.

Simply put, Nero's outfit isn't really anything special.

"How dare you insult me, you brat!"

Sun Bu'er let out a cold snort.

The anger that had been simmering for so long, provoked by Li Mochou, finally erupted.

With his longsword drawn, he transformed into a blur as he attacked Xiao Se. If this strike landed, he would be out of danger, but he would at least be bedridden for ten days to half a month.

Nero, who had been quiet, suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly, and flames began to ignite on the Primal Flame he held in his right hand.

"Om~"

However, someone acted even faster than Nero.

Sun Bu'er, who was making a move, suddenly stopped. The sword he was holding seemed to come alive at this moment and began to tremble wildly!

Sun Bu'er was utterly terrified!

A sword is a sword!

It's just an ordinary object, how come it seems to be alive!

"Please calm down, Taoist priest. I think there must be a misunderstanding here. Let's sit down and talk it out."

The nameless man glanced at Nero almost imperceptibly, secretly giving himself a thumbs up for following along.

If Nero and Xiao Se were to come, who knows how much bloodshed they would commit!

It's one thing if it's those people who are completely devoid of God.

If innocent people are killed indiscriminately, even if you don't see it with your own eyes, you will feel very uncomfortable in the future.

"What...what kind of sorcery is this?!"

Sun Bu'er shouted sternly.

The unknown instilled endless fear in Sun Bu'er, to the point that he even began to stutter when he spoke.

Wuming was speechless for a moment.

What is sorcery?

Serious swordsmanship, do you have to be so ignorant?

"Disciples of Quanzhen, heed my command! Deploy the Big Dipper Formation and annihilate the evil spirits with all your might!"

Before Ma Yu could say anything, Sun Bu'er shouted loudly.

"yes!?"

In an instant, forty-nine elite disciples stepped forward.

Seven people form a team, and there are seven teams totaling forty-nine people. In an instant, they stand in the orientation of the Big Dipper.

As the number one martial arts sect, the Quanzhen Sect naturally has its own profound foundation!

Zhou Botong, the Old Urchin, is one of them. However, Zhou Botong's whereabouts are unpredictable, and even they cannot find him. At most, he serves as a deterrent!

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen were the second of them.

Although not the most outstanding master in the martial arts world, he is still a master of the next level below the top masters, and can deter many petty villains.

Yin Zhiping is the third.

However, Yin Zhiping was being groomed more as the future of the Quanzhen Sect.

Next came the Big Dipper Formation.

This formation was created by Wang Chongyang. Originally, it was formed by the seven Quanzhen Seven Masters. Even if their cultivation was not high, they still had strength no weaker than the Five Great Masters of the world. However, the Quanzhen Seven Masters later expanded this formation.

A formation of forty-nine people is incredibly powerful.

At this moment, seventy-nine people stepped forward.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~"

As the sword was drawn, a chilling aura seemed to rise between heaven and earth, and a faint sword energy filled the forty-nine people.

"kill!"

The Big Dipper Formation has been successfully set up.

Even Li Mochou, who was watching from the sidelines, looked solemn at this moment.

This grand formation—

It's very powerful; even I might not be able to break through it. The Quanzhen Sect, as the number one sect in the world, is indeed not to be underestimated.

"Sigh, why bother!"

To everyone's astonishment, the man who called himself Nameless didn't even glance at the sword formation that was enough to make the Five Great Masters of the World take notice. He bent his legs and leaned back, as if sitting on an invisible chair.

The sound of the erhu slowly rose into the air.

Holy crap, he's playing the erhu!

He was playing the erhu while he was fighting with us!

This was what all the Quanzhen disciples present were thinking at this moment. At this moment, many Quanzhen disciples felt as if their worldview had been refreshed. Although they did not know who this person was, he was too reckless!

"Om~"

As the sword rang out, all the Quanzhen disciples suddenly looked at the precious swords they held in their hands in horror.

Chapter 21: Ten Thousand Swords Return to Their Origin, Shocking the Entire Audience

The sword is trembling!

It wasn't just the many Quanzhen disciples setting up their sword formations on the field.

Even those who hadn't drawn their swords were now staring in shock at the longsword at their waists.

The sword is trembling!