The reincarnated swordsman only wants to be a fun person

Tian Yi said speechlessly, "Something's wrong! My Heavenly Destiny Sacred Body has been triggered, which means I'm facing a crisis of fate, and I might die."

Light Ball: "I always feel that even if I die, you won't die."

Tian Yi: "...That being said, if I were to face a life-or-death crisis and allow the Merciless Dao to project forth, the fun I've recently found would likely be wiped out."

Light Ball: "What the hell is the fun value? Do you have a system too?"

Tian Yi didn't respond. He looked at the hexagram and asked, "Who is the person who might be the traitor?"

Light Group: "Deputy Director of the Intermediate Class Mystic Department, Fayel Lange."

The Lange family's legal level?

Tian Yi sighed and said, "Let's monitor it, even though it probably won't be useful."

The ball of light: "Is this the fate of the Holy Body of Heaven that cannot be changed?"

Tian Yi nodded: "I need to pay a higher price. It seems that this time the price is to consume fun points."

Light Ball: "So what exactly is 'fun value'?"

Tian Yi smiled, but did not answer. Instead, he followed the detection of his spiritual sense and walked towards an empty training ground.

Light Group: "Fayel is missing. I checked the video records and found that he went to the bathroom and then disappeared."

Tian Yi was surprised and asked, "You can even record images from the men's restroom?"

Light Ball: "Don't worry about such details. The most important thing now is how to help you avoid this disaster."

Tian Yi smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you? Consume fun points and use the Ruthless Dao Projection."

Guangtuan: "Is there no other better way? I can ask Lao Long, or come in person, or even have your wife watch you from a distance."

Tian Yi shook his head: "Old Dragon should be a secret, right?"

Guangtuan: "Some cards need to be used when they are needed."

"In that case, let's use my Ruthless Dao Projection this time."

Tian Yi said, "After I play this card, I can rest assured."

Light Ball: "...You mean, to intimidate? What's the strength of your Ruthless Dao projection?"

Tian Yi said: "Look at the strength, right? If that magic level is not too strong, then it should also be magic level strength."

Light Ball: "You mean it can also increase in strength according to the opponent's strength?"

Tian Yi nodded. "The greater the intensity, the more fun points I'll consume. If my fun points are insufficient, I'll have to bear it myself."

Light Ball: "What will be the consequences if I bear it myself?"

Tian Yi: "I will be assimilated, my condition will worsen, and I may even follow that person's path."

Light Ball: "Ah? Isn't this serious?"

Tian Yi smiled and said, "Judging from the hexagram, it won't come to that. Don't worry, consuming the fun value this time should be the best solution.

As expected, too much joy leads to sorrow.

My fortune-telling has been attracting too much attention lately."

Light Ball: "He attacked you because of divination?"

Tian Yi shook his head. "Maybe it's related to divination, maybe it's related to the Lange family, or maybe... I've been too high-profile recently, so some people are doubting my true identity."

The true twelfth saint.

Guangtuan: "Then why are you solving it so high-profile?"

Tian Yi said, "Don't worry, when the Merciless Dao projection attacks, no one will survive. Remember to stay away when the time comes."

Light ball: "...Is it really that dangerous? (Scared)"

Tian Yi nodded. "If Xiao He He is watching, let her step aside. Although the Wuqing Dao projection is unlikely to attack her, it's better to be safe than sorry."

Guangtuan: "Where's the location? I'll go clear the area right away."

Tian Yi said helplessly: "If you go to clear the area now, isn't it the same as telling that guy that you have found him?

Don't worry, I'll go to the No. 17 martial arts arena, there's no one there right now."

Light Ball: "Is there anything I can do? Like bring you a sword?"

Tian Yi shook his head: "No, if it were me, I would indeed need a sword, but the Wuqingdao Projection doesn't need one. He has plenty of swords."

Light Ball: "Is there really no problem?"

Tian Yi smiled and said, "Do you think I'm someone who would show off?"

Guangtuan: "That's right, since I met you, you have never suffered any loss."

Tian Yi: "...I've suffered losses before. For example, my wife is only 7 years old now, and I always feel like someone is behind me."

As he was talking, Tian Yi arrived at his destination, the No. 17 martial arts training ground.

He walked to the center of the field and sat down, spreading his spiritual awareness and sensing the surroundings.

10 minutes, half an hour, 1 hour...

When midnight came, Tian Yi stood up. Without any hesitation, he put his consciousness into the dojo and appeared in the hall.

He looked at the statue in front of him whose face he couldn't see clearly. "This opportunity is rare. Let me see the Filthy Sword this time. It would be best if it has a unique move with low energy consumption."

As he finished speaking, the statue turned into a ball of white mist that enveloped his body.

reality.

Tian Yi slowly stood up and opened his eyes. His unfocused pupils turned to the side, and what caught his eye was a ray of blue light shooting towards him.

Supersonic speed, a heavy pressure that can be felt before seeing the person,

A powerful Dharma master.

Tian Yi waved his hand, and his lips parted slightly, uttering a voice devoid of any emotion: "Chi Xiao."

hum-

With the sound of a sword ringing, a long sword with bright yellow flames appeared in his hand.

The long sword drooped, and gently flicked at the blue light that was shooting towards him——

hum-

A thin yellow sword energy was released.

One gave rise to two, two gave rise to three, and three became a tidal wave that instantly drowned the incoming blue light, splitting the ground, tearing through the sanctuary, blasting through the academy's outer protective wall, and sweeping off into the distance.

——"Great Freedom and Turbid Sword", the fifth style: "What can be done in the underworld".

Chapter 92: The True Twelfth Saint

Holy City, South District.

On the top floor of a high-end hotel owned by the Kalia family,

In the luxurious and spacious room, four figures sat in four corners.

One of them was a middle-aged man with long dark blue hair holding a statue of a deity with a soft white light flowing through it. He had his eyes closed and looked pious.

——Fayulu Lange (ontology).

On the other side, a white-haired woman in a purple dress had a look of regret on her face: "'Gaze of the Goddess of Vengeance' can only be used once a year. It's a waste to use it on a little guy.

Especially, it is still impossible to conclude that he is the true Twelfth Saint."

The black-haired middle-aged man sitting on the other side said calmly: "Even if he is not the real Twelfth Saint, it is worth it.

Did you notice that just now?

We had just decided to take action against him when he immediately appeared in a suitable position for us to do so."

"That's why I used 'Gaze of Nemesis'."

The person who spoke was a middle-aged blond man in a white suit.

He gently shook the blue liquid in the cup and said, "Since he can sense the danger and actively cooperate, we naturally cannot retreat.

Besides, even if we fail this time, we have nothing to lose, right?"

'Gaze of the Nemesis', artifact,

The effect is to materialize an avatar that does not exceed the first level of the magic rank.

If a mage-level person were to assassinate a high-level caster-level person, and the latter could survive, it would be enough to prove a lot of things.

at least

The suspicion of the true Twelfth Saint can be ranked before that of El.

The white-haired woman looked at the black-haired middle-aged man and said, “If it weren’t for your test on Al, we wouldn’t have suspected that he was the fake Twelfth Sage.

If this Fayal test is successful, you will be the biggest contributor to this operation."

The black-haired middle-aged man said calmly, "Everyone has had suspicions for a long time, but before we found solid evidence, no one took it too seriously."

"But you persisted in that little suspicion."

The white-haired woman smiled gently and said, "This is enough to prove your talent."

The black-haired middle-aged man bowed modestly. "Madam, you are too kind. I just feel that the man named Al lacks the bearing of a saint."

Hearing this, the blond middle-aged man asked with interest, "What about that guy named Tian Yi? Do you think he has this kind of temperament?"

"Yes."

The black-haired middle-aged man said, "Whether it was his decisiveness in killing his classmates and mentor, or his unreserved display of his divination abilities, these are all very consistent with the characteristics of a saint."

The blond middle-aged man frowned slightly: "The saints before were not so high-profile."

"No, it's not that low-key."

The black-haired middle-aged man corrected him, "But I can't be so high-profile. My intuition tells me that if Tian Yi is truly a saint, then when he grows up, he will most likely be a more terrifying existence than the 'Gate'."

That's why the original plan was postponed and Tian Yi was made the primary test target.

The middle-aged blond man and the white-haired woman both nodded, agreeing with this point of view.

The blond middle-aged man glanced at Fayel, who was still motionless, and said regretfully, "After this operation, Fayel will have to go into hiding. It's a pity for this high-ranking member of the academy."

The black-haired middle-aged man said, "It's best to leave the Twin Holy Kingdom. You know, there's not only a holy land here, but also gods."

God.

The middle-aged blond man asked the white-haired woman, "Madam, is there anything special about the Goddess of Light? Why hasn't our Lord attacked yet?"

The white-haired woman smiled in response but did not answer.

The blond middle-aged man tactfully stopped asking questions and instead looked at Fayel again: "It's taking a while. What are you doing?"

The black-haired middle-aged man also had a serious expression: "Logically speaking, it should only take one strike, it shouldn't take this long."

"We also don't have the ability to drag it out for so long under the eyes of the saint."

The white-haired woman stood up and stared at Fayel. "Something's wrong. You two should evacuate first. I'm the person in charge of the Holy City. I'll take care of this place..."

The voice paused.

The blond middle-aged man and the black-haired middle-aged man also looked at Fayel with some feeling.

Still with that quiet and pious expression,

But, his life force disappeared.

The next moment they realized this, the white-haired woman, the blond middle-aged man, and the black-haired middle-aged man all looked dazed.

In the mist, they saw a black river filled with white fog and a gray stone bridge across the river.

The scene flashed by, and the three of them sat down again. Their eyes gradually lost focus, and the breath of life gradually separated from their bodies.

……

……

Twin Sacred Academy, No. 17 Martial Arts Field.

Standing in front of a ditch with no end in sight, Tian Yi waved his hand, and the 'Black Sky Sword' in his hand disappeared, and the ethereal and indifferent aura on his body also dissipated.