Socially Anxious Master x Sickly Yandere Disciple, Younger Sibling Dynamic.
Transmigrated into the universally hated cannon fodder master, Yan Huai Liu, a severe agoraphobe, faces a disconnec...
Seeing Yan Huailiu's reaction, Master Chen was so upset that he wanted to cry but had no tears.
If he had known this earlier, he would not have said that. Now, this guy hates him. Maybe he will die here today.
"Master Yan, please."
The more you talk, the more mistakes you make, so Master Chen chose to go straight ahead.
Without knowing the other party's background, Yan Huailiu naturally chose to go all out.
This guy was still scolding me last night, who knows if he will use any tricks...
“Puff…Crack.”
The sound of bones breaking was unusually distinct.
Master Chen lay on the ground unconscious like a dead dog.
Yan Huailiu was shocked: No, big brother, why are you pretending when you are so weak?
You said you couldn't handle this move, now it's over.
Baili Changhuan appeared beside him and asked nonchalantly, "Is he dead?"
Yan Huailiu's eyes widened: "Dead...dead?"
No way?
Baili Changhuan walked over to check his breath, then turned around and praised Yan Huailiu without disguising himself: "You are indeed worthy of being my senior brother. You said you would spare my life, and you didn't kill me."
Is this a joke?
Yan Huailiu was frantic: "You, you save him?"
Don't really let anyone die.
Baili Changhuan looked at him suspiciously: "Aren't you seeking revenge? Do you need help?"
"What revenge? He attacked me without a word. I thought he was very powerful, so I didn't hold back. Who knew it would turn out like this?"
Yan Huailiu roared with a red face: "What's wrong with these people? They are so weak and yet they have to come and fight me!"
Baili Changhuan casually stuffed a pill into Sect Leader Chen's mouth and said, "Brother, you have secured this arena. Now you can watch those people compete with peace of mind."
Yan Huailiu, who was defending the ring without knowing anything, said: ...
He waited until he returned to his seat and stroked Little Lightning several times, but Yan Huailiu was still depressed.
If he had known this, he wouldn't have wasted so much time practicing yesterday. He had no sense of participation.
Wouldn’t it be nice to sleep for a whole day?
"Master, have some tea."
Gu Xingyun handed over the cup obediently.
Yan Huailiu turned around and glanced at him: "Are your injuries healed?"
"Master, I'm much better."
I'm not dead yet and can still walk in front of him alive. How can that be bad?
"Yeah." Yan Huailiu responded without paying much attention.
A flash of sarcasm passed through Gu Xingyun's eyes.
Look, this is his good master.
He followed Yan Huailiu's gaze and looked at the stage. A new round of competition had already begun.
This time was more interesting than the previous ones. After dozens of moves, the winner could not be determined.
In the entire world of immortal cultivation, Yan Huailiu is at the top by a huge margin. Below him, the ranking may change every year, but no matter how it changes, no one can shake his position.
Gu Xingyun felt a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart.
It seemed that no matter what he did, he could not catch up with Yan Huailiu.
These masters who are in charge of major sects and can command the attention of hundreds of people when they go out are not necessarily taken seriously by Yan Huailiu, let alone him, a disciple who has no cultivation at all.
Gu Xingyun clenched his fists and looked at the two people competing on the stage with an expressionless look.
Yan Huailiu also stared at the competition stage motionlessly.
To outsiders, it looked as if he was carefully weighing the worth of the person he was competing with.
Palace Master Murong secretly tried to win over City Master Yu: "Hey, did you see that? Sect Master Yan is watching so intently, probably looking for an ally. Let's perform well and try to leave a good impression on him."
City Lord Yu stuffed tonics into his mouth like they were free, trying his best to adjust his condition to the best possible level: "Yes! Thanks for the reminder! I will!"
Yan Huailiu, who was misunderstood by them, was in a daze at this time.
This is his unique habit, to completely empty himself after a busy day so as not to make his mind too tense.
Although his posture did not change, it seemed to outsiders that he was watching the competition very seriously, but in fact, Yan Huailiu had already begun to think about how to deal with the competition between disciples tomorrow.
He couldn't really let these weak little disciples go up and get beaten, right?
The system didn't tell him the current blackening values of these disciples at all. What if they were just a few dozen points away from the full score?
Oh, not necessarily. In the original book, it was still a few years before he completely turned evil.
but……
The plot has changed a lot, and no one can guarantee whether it will be advanced.
Yan Huai released his spiritual sense and unconsciously observed the entire scene. It seemed that no one who came was weaker than the two disciples behind him.
Even if he wanted to pick a good opponent for them, he couldn't find one.
What should I do?
You definitely can't just take a beating!
Feeling the monitoring of spiritual consciousness, Palace Master Murong and others became more certain of their guesses, and they were all ready to go, fearing that they would perform poorly.
This competition is beyond any previous one.
Even Baili Changhuan, who didn't care much about these things, watched with great interest and learned several sets of moves by the way.
"cough……"
The suppressed cough interrupted Yan Huailiu's thoughts.
He subconsciously turned around to look at the person who made the sound.
Gu Xingyun's face turned pale and he immediately apologized: "Master, please forgive me. I didn't mean to do that."
Yan Huailiu frowned: "Give me your hand."
Ling Xinghua wanted to say something, but didn't dare.
I could only close my eyes and didn't want to see the miserable scene.
I don't know if Jingming has enough medicine. Senior Brother's injury hasn't fully healed yet. If his wrist is broken again...
"Is this what you mean by 'it's okay'?"
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