I Truly Am The Villian

"Should we send someone to seal off the surroundings to prevent her from escaping at the time," the Elder tentatively asked.

"No need, I can suppress her with a wave of the hand, there's no need for anything else," Huang Xuequan replied indifferently.

"I just want to see what she's planning to do."

On the arena, Lu Zhian looked at Wu Zhaodi, his gaze full of hatred.

If you look closely, you'll find that amidst the hatred, there is also some fear.

He has been in the Tianluan Immortal Palace for decades, his talent is extraordinary, and his performance is outstanding.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tries, he can never surpass Wu Zhaodi.

In every disciple competition, he is always the eternal second.

The opponent feels like a mountain falling from the Firmament, overwhelming him to the point he can't breathe.

In the year without Wu Zhaodi, he finally enjoyed the glory of being first.

"Did you come back to seek death?" Lu Zhian said.

"Not bad, you've grown, at least you know how to put on airs," Wu Zhaodi said.

"Are you afraid to fight me?"

"Do you believe that if I give the order now, the elders would rush in and capture you," Lu Zhian said.

"But I didn't do that because I want to defeat you once."

"Alright, I'll give you a chance," Wu Zhaodi said, waving her hand.

Lu Zhian let out a long howl, and with the fierce intent of the spear, his hands opened wide, a white stream of air forming a pillar emanated from between his hands.

Soon the white air column dissipated, and a long spear appeared in his hands.

Lu Zhian stepped forward, the spear tip aimed at Wu Zhaodi, and directly stabbed forward.

"You're not good enough," Wu Zhaodi shook her head.

Her hands also had a stream of air surging.

This is a special Secret Technique of the Tianluan Immortal Palace, which can transform weapons into a stream of air and then merge them into the Spiritual Energy in the body.

During use, they can be taken out at any time.

Wu Zhaodi's weapon was a purple long hook, with its sharp tip glinting with chilling light.

As the spear approached, Wu Zhaodi's purple hook moved forward and hooked the spear tip.

Using the momentum, she directly flicked the spear upwards.

"Trident Spear," Lu Zhian shouted lightly.

Only to see the spear tip split into three, attacking from three different directions.

Wu Zhaodi wasn't hurried either, holding the hook with her left hand and directly gripping the spear's shaft with her right, flipping backward to land behind Lu Zhian.

Her hands quickly formed seals, a phantom of the Tianluan flashed past.

In the next moment, Lu Zhian's figure was already flying backward.

"You're not good enough, following that kind of master, it seems he can't teach you much," Wu Zhaodi said.

Lu Zhian stood up with an ashen face, only to see a powerful aura explode out.

With a light echo, a phantom of the Tianluan spread over tens of meters, its ominous eyes staring at Wu Zhaodi.

All disciples of the Tianluan Immortal Palace take the Tianluan as their True Fate.

Therefore, this is not surprising, it's just that they judge its strength based on the Tianluan's form and charm.

"Kill," Lu Zhian shouted.

The Tianluan behind him detached from the body, turning into light speed, ripping through the void like tofu and attacking Wu Zhaodi.

Wu Zhaodi was equally unwilling to be outdone, a Tianluan also spread its wings high behind her, followed by countless flying feathers raining down.

Her Tianluan's form was even more graceful.

Two Tianluans fought fiercely, and the aura around the two grew increasingly strong.

"Cold Moon Covers Stars, Sun Destroys Falling Stars," Lu Zhian's aura started to grow stronger.

A cold moon, a blazing sun, and falling stars appeared above the Tianluan.

Just like ice and fire Nine-layered Heaven, with falling starlight in the center.

This Tianluan transformed into a beam of light, directly incinerating and freezing everything as it came to kill.

"Sun and Moon Share the Sky, Tianluan Thunder Authority Roars."

Wu Zhaodi also unleashed her moves, Thunderbolt Authority spread on her Tianluan.

The two Tianluans collided, purple arcs of electricity shook heaven and earth, the "boom" explosion shattered eardrums.

...…

"Who do you think will win?" Grandpa Wang asked Xu Zimei.

"They seem evenly matched, both have solid fundamentals," Xu Zimei said.

"It's just a matter of what hidden moves they have."

"I believe in Zhaodi," Grandpa Wang said.

"I've watched her grow up since she was young, she won't let people down."

Xu Zimei smiled without speaking, in fact, he also thought Wu Zhaodi would win.

The Tianluan's form separated, Wu Zhaodi's Tianluan still strong with Thunder Authority.

While Lu Zhian's Tianluan was already broken, covered in scattered wounds.

In an instant, the difference was clear.

"Do you still want to continue?" Wu Zhaodi asked.

"You're forcing me," Lu Zhian's expression looked somewhat mad.

...

Above, an Elder looked at Huang Xuequan and cautiously asked, "Palace Master, should we separate them?"

"Separate for what?" Huang Xuequan asked calmly, "Are you afraid Zhian will lose?"

The Elder didn't speak anymore.

However, anyone with eyes could see Lu Zhian was at a disadvantage.

"Is Senior Brother Lu going to lose?"

"No, look quickly, Senior Brother Lu's Tianluan has something off."

Amidst the disciples' discussions below, they saw that Lu Zhian's Tianluan actually started bleeding.

Drop after drop of conspicuous blood fell to the ground.

In almost an instant, the Tianluan was already stained red all over with blood.

"Blood Heaven Luan," someone muttered softly.

"You didn't think of this, it's what my master developed," Lu Zhian smiled sternly.

"Mutated from Tianluan, even more ferocious and powerful."

The Blood Heaven Luan's face was like a fox, giving a cunning feeling, yet its eyes were like an eagle staring at prey.

When it attacked, even Wu Zhaodi's Tianluan didn't respond fast enough, showing how fast its speed was.

The next moment, Wu Zhaodi's Tianluan let out a miserable cry, its neck already bitten by the Blood Heaven Luan.

With the Divine Soul injured, the pain naturally transmitted to the owner.

Wu Zhaodi let out a muffled groan, her figure somewhat dazed, even her aura weakened by several points.

The Blood Heaven Luan occupied the upper hand, still unwilling to stop.

Its wings like blades, its sharp beak like edges, each collision left Wu Zhaodi's Tianluan scarred.

"Surrender, you can't win against me," Lu Zhian laughed loudly.

Yet Wu Zhaodi remained silent.

The two Tianluans continued to attack each other, gradually, Wu Zhaodi's Tianluan finally couldn't hold on and fell in defeat.

The massive body fell from the void, began to slowly dissipate.

"It's over," Lu Zhian relaxed his expression, feeling that the gloom within him for years had completely vanished.

"Do you know why your master is determined to capture me?" Wu Zhaodi's voice suddenly came from the front.

Lu Zhian frowned and looked at her, seemingly waiting for her response.

"That's because the Tianluan we're using isn't its final form," Wu Zhaodi laughed.

"In fact, its name should be Immortal Luan."