Chapter One Hundred and Forty Four – Strange (2/2)

In the time that he had created [Self Separation], his comprehension of the sword was much deeper than before, and his eyes were naturally better. With one look, he had seen that while Zuo Mo had many tricks up his sleeve that made people gasp in awe, but it was a great obstacle for him in his future cultivation of the sword.

Heterogeneity was the greatest taboo of sword xiu.

But Luo Li was still curious! Even though he was shaking his head inside, but he was still curious what Zuo Mo would do. This guy was extremely cunning and slippery, with an endless bag of creative tricks. Adding on that he was an extremely treacherous person, and if he could ambush someone twice, he definitely wouldn’t do it only once.

This Sword Test Conference, there were many experts. The difference between Zuo Mo and them was even greater. He might not understand Zuo Mo very well, but he felt that Zuo Mo was not someone that would easily surrender. If he didn’t cause some trouble, he probably wouldn’t surrender.

Would not easily surrender, had many tricks, and some power… …

This kind of weirdo, how could people not have a little bit of anticipation?

“It would be good to see.” Luo Li spoke to himself as he stepped on the flying sword and left the mountain valley.

Chang Heng was the first person to appear outside the formation. Right after, Su and Gui Feng almost appeared at the same time.

The appearance of three experts caused the xiuzhe that had been hiding in the dark to feel as though his heart had jumped out of his chest. These three, none of them were easy to deal with them. Luo Li quickly appeared not far away. Facing the three experts, he was extremely calm. Without a word, he sat down cross legged on the ground, his flying sword floating in front of him.

“Hm.” Chang Heng turned with slight shock to look at Luo Li.

Su and Gui Feng turned their faces at the same time to look at Luo Li.

In their perception, the seatedLuo Li was disappearing bit by bit. But they could clearly see him sitting there, not having moved at all.

The three of them were slightly shocked. It seemed that every disciple of Wu Kong Sword Sect had some skill.

“I’m not fighting!” Nan Men Yang bellowed, and then took a step back. No matter who it was, realizing that there were strong opponents in the surroundings, would not be willing to use up all their power.

Yu Bai did not say anything but backed up a step at the same time.

He didn’t want to fight either. With so many experts at the sidelines, if even one of them attempted an ambush, he wouldn’t be able to deal with it.

However, the attention of this group of people was not on them but on the formation.

The two exchanged a look and, at the same time, turned to look at the formation, waiting to see the spectacle.

Not long after, another person came to spectate. It was the yellow-face man that Chang Heng had encountered previously. Occasionally other xiuzhe would land outside the formation. Those that dared to come up to watch at this time were experts that had confidence in their power.

Up until now, other than Wei Sheng and Gu Rong Ping that were still fighting heatedly on the main peak, basically all the experts had gathered here.

Such a strange scene, not just the competitors but even the xiuzhe watching the mirage in Dong Fu were gaping.

What, what was this?

Everything in front of their eyes, no matter what direction they looked, carried a strange atmosphere.

A formation with a moon hanging over it, and a crowd of people outside.

All of them were experts… … almost all of the top ten from the rankings were present. It was like a gathering of experts. If they didn’t have the power, they would be too embarrassed to come over!

The battle between Wei Sheng and Gu Rong Ping which had been watched by the most people quickly was abandoned by everyone. Everyone’s turned to Zuo Mo’s position.

Strange!

Too strange!

If these experts didn’t come from different sects, and different places, some with stronger backgrounds than Dong Fu Hall, they would definitely be suspicious that someone was manipulating the competition from the shadow. But right now, all of them were performing the same action, stretching their necks out, looking into the formation projected by the mirage.

It was like there was an astonishing beauty hiding in the formation, and she was completely naked!

Pei Yuan Ran and the others were also gaping. Behind them, the crowd of Wu Kong Sword Sect disciples were dumbstruck.

“What… … what are they doing?” Yan Le stammered out.

Pei Yuan Ran’s lips trembled, but he didn’t know what to say. He looked dumbly at the scene and couldn’t say anything. Xin Yan, who was usually stoic and wooden, had his mouth wide open, his eyes bulging. Shi Feng Rong was covering her mouth, her eyes widened greatly, not noticing how strange it was that she was maintaining this position.

“They… … want to watch?” Yan Le hesitantly stammered out, “To watch… … they aren’t fighting… …”

Pei Yuan Ran felt blood rise to his throat, his vision turning black and almost fainted. When he raised his head again, his face was bright red!

Heavens! Ancestral Masters! Forgive this disciple!

If before, he had only been regretting his action of making Zuo Mo attend the last round of the Sword Test Conference, right now, he wanted to smash his head against the wall and kill himself!

Yan Le’s words swirled in his head.

To watch… … they … … they wouldn’t fight… …

Translator Ramblings: Now everyone except Wei Sheng’s fight is gathered in one place. This was what Fang Xiang was doing in all those previous chapters. These people are important, some more than others.

Pei Yuan Ran finally regrets his decision. Wei Sheng and even Luo Li understands Zuo Mo better than the sect leader. I wonder if it’s the generational gap?

“Eating soft rice” is an idiom usually used for men who don’t work or rely on their wives to support the family. It’s different from being a boytoy which usually is described as a “little white face. ”

The next chapter is also one of my favorite chapters … …