Who Let Him Cultivate?!

Meng Jingzhou was taken aback by the words, he quickly analyzed the situation. Lu Yang had transformed into his appearance, which limited all sorts of moves and drastically reduced his combat power, but when that bastard Lu Yang turned into him, he had also borrowed a portion of his strength. If they really started fighting, victory or defeat was up in the air!

With that being the case, the answer was obvious!

The real Meng Jingzhou launched the first attack and kicked his doppelganger down by the tree.

Zhong Yi witnessed the scene and was the first to make a judgment, shouting, "A sneak attack, such a despicable act could only be done by Lu Yang!"

Meng Jingzhou: "..."

Have I ever done something so good that would make you guys think I'm of high moral standing?

He immediately jumped down from the tree, standing next to his fake self, making it once again difficult for everyone to distinguish who was who.

"What do we do?"

"Hit both, won't lose anything even if we hit the wrong one!" Luo Wushuang shouted.

Everyone thought this made sense. In fact, it might be a good opportunity to hit Meng Jingzhou.

They fought with Lu Yang or accepted Lu Yang as their big brother on their elders' orders, whereas hitting Meng Jingzhou was a desire that came from their hearts.

"Old Lu, you bastard, dragging me into this mess!"

"We're both about to get hit, and you're still acting?"

"Acting my ass, I'm seeking justice here!"

Both Meng Jingzhous argued non-stop, but it didn't matter anymore. Now, everyone didn't care which was real and which was fake.

Oh wait, wrong, it's best if they can distinguish the real Meng Jingzhou—their strikes would be fiercer.

Meng Jingzhou realized this too. Lu Yang turning into him was a brazen scheme, one where, even if the real and fake were discerned, everyone would feign collective blindness and pretend not to see!

So malicious!

"Brothers, charge, take down Meng Jingzhou... ah, no, take down Lu Yang, save Young Master Meng!"

"Attack!"

Seeing two Meng Jingzhous, everyone was fired up, their moves more vicious than before.

"No way, Old Meng, you're so hated that their attacks have gone up a notch after I turned into you," one of the Meng Jingzhous suddenly said, making everyone realize he was the fake Meng Jingzhou.

Forget the fake for now, let's beat up the real Meng Jingzhou!

The moves originally prepared to hit that Meng Jingzhou were all transferred to the other Meng Jingzhou.

"Old Meng, do you have no shame, impersonating me!" the other Meng Jingzhou cursed, as if he were the real Lu Yang.

Everyone hesitated again, unsure of who was real and who was fake.

"Fellow Daoists, since we can't tell them apart, let's stick to the original plan and hit both!"

Elsewhere, An Nan'er quietly withdrew from the battle and jumped up to the treetops, sitting next to Meng Jingyu.

"Jingyu, who do you think is your brother?"

Meng Jingyu was munching on fruit and, when she heard An Nan'er's question, she looked up at her with an innocent smile.

"Both are my brother."

...

"Arhat Fist!"

"Arhat Fist!"

Both Meng Jingzhous, as if cloned, performed the Arhat Fist in perfect synchrony.

This was actually pretty normal since it was Meng Jingzhou who had taught Lu Yang the Arhat Fist in the first place.

"Which side is losing hair?"

The beaten young masters hurriedly checked their own hair and actually found that their hair was intact, not a single strand had fallen.

One of the Meng Jingzhous suddenly realized and pointed at another Meng Jingzhou, saying, "I know now, you little rascal must have used the Arhat Fist and 'Eternity Technique' at the same time!"

"Nonsense, it was clearly you who used the Arhat Fist and 'Eternity Technique,' and now you're pinning it on this young master!"

Both Meng Jingzhous wanted to prove that they were Lu Yang.

Lu Yang had thought about changing back to his original appearance, but once he did, he feared the crowd would have no excuse to deal with Meng Jingzhou, and in the end, he himself would be the one who was out of luck.

"Shocking Heaven Six Forms!" one of the Meng Jingzhous roared as his momentum rose to a new level, the ground under his feet trembling and rolling back and forth.

Although Lu Yang did not know the Shocking Heaven Six Forms, it didn't matter, as no one else had seen what the real Shocking Heaven Six Forms looked like either.

The Shocking Heaven Six Forms were the Third Elder's secret technique, and the younger generation had no chance to witness this move, only the older generation had seen it when they were beaten up.

Lu Yang used his fists as swords, his momentum also soaring to a new level, his boxing technique becoming even more lethal, "Shocking Heaven Six Forms!"

Although he had brought Meng Jingzhou as a scapegoat, Lu Yang's situation was still not optimistic, there were too many people. Had it not been for his regular sparring with the Invincible Nascent Soul, he would have been easily overwhelmed by the concentrated attacks and defeated.

"Hmph, you're forcing this young master's hand!" Meng Jingzhou got angry, summoning his dual Nascent Souls, which upon unification, transformed into a deity with three heads and six arms.

Three heads and six arms were Meng Jingzhou's ultimate technique, rarely used. Daoist Buyu, who would tell stories for safety reasons, would not reveal the techniques of Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, so the crowd was unaware that only Meng Jingzhou could use the three heads and six arms.

"Shocking Heaven Six Forms!" With three heads and six arms, the power of the Shocking Heaven Six Forms multiplied severalfold, making it impossible for his peers to withstand this punch.

Zhong Yi quickly made a judgment, "So strong? Then he must be Lu Yang, concentrate your attacks on the other one!"

The real Meng Jingzhou's pressure drastically decreased, but he didn't know whether to feel happy or upset.

What do you mean the stronger one must definitely be Lu Yang?

Seeing this, Lu Yang quickly drew his Green Peak Sword to face the enemies.

Although Lu Yang rarely used swords, his identity as a sword cultivator was known by the world. When everyone saw the Green Peak Sword come out and his extraordinary swordsmanship, they were convinced that Meng Jingzhou couldn't be impersonating and turned to attack the real Meng Jingzhou.

Of course, they didn't make it too obvious when targeting the real Meng Jingzhou, they still left a third of the people to attack Lu Yang, with even some shouting, "Who would have thought that Young Master Meng's swordsmanship was so outstanding, I am impressed!"

The real Meng Jingzhou cursed in his heart, since when did I his mother know how to use a sword.

Meng Jingzhou, being focused on by the attacks and having part of his strength borrowed by Lu Yang, quickly ran out of energy and fell in the midst of the beating.

Seeing the scapegoat go down, Lu Yang reverted to his original form, also returning the borrowed strength to Old Meng.

When the crowd saw that the one who had fallen was the real Meng Jingzhou, their expressions changed dramatically, all of them hurriedly helping Meng Jingzhou to his feet.

"Ah, Young Master Meng, if only you had said you were the real one earlier, then we wouldn't have hit you so hard."

Upon hearing this, the crowd echoed in agreement, "Yeah, yeah, we all thought you were Lu Yang, that's why we went all out."

Meng Jingzhou: "..."

I've only been away from the Imperial City for a little over five years, how can every single one of you become so shameless.

The first Lu Yang Competition continued in its second round, and Lu Yang, the prize, was still resisting defiantly, refusing to admit defeat.

Without Meng Jingzhou as a scapegoat, the pressure on him immediately returned to what it was originally.

In the Spiritual Space, Fairy Eternity sat on the imperial throne, elongating her voice, and leisurely asked, "Xiao Yang, do you want this fairy to lend a hand?"

Lu Yang thought to himself that if the fairy wanted to fight, she should just say so directly, her eager expression was hardly concealed.

Lu Yang bowed deeply, "I implore Your Majesty to lend assistance."

In reality, Lu Yang, who was at the center of the crowd, opened his eyes, which held the weight of eons, as though he had traversed through endless ages.

He surveyed the crowd and then slowly said, "You common fools, mere mongrels, are fortunate to gaze upon my presence, why do you not kneel?"