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Chapter 422 Vulnerable

When the first bolt of lightning appeared, Xu Yuan could tell that this beautiful Daoist nun was practicing the most orthodox Daoist methods.

Moreover, it is the most powerful, majestic, and righteous thunder magic among the "Taoist arts".

"The supervisor's subordinates are truly talented," Xu Yuan thought to himself.

Ma Tianshou was standing next to Xu Yuan and explained in a low voice, "Miaoyan is the last disciple of the supervisor. She has six senior brothers and sisters above her, all of whom are top-tier cultivators."

Then Ma Tianshou paused briefly and said in a somewhat unsteady voice, "The supervisor is fair and just. He never protects his own sons or disciples when they make mistakes."

However, apart from the supervisor, everyone else was biased towards their own.

This junior sister is protected not only by her six senior brothers and sisters, but also by the son of the supervisor.

It can be said that the second generation of the Jianzheng sect are all protective of the young Master Miaoyan.

The entire second generation, including Miao Yan Zhenren, were fiercely protective of their young mistress.

However, when the supervisor took her as a disciple, he divined her fate, saying that she was destined to face a calamity. Therefore, twenty years ago, she descended the mountain to travel, helping the weak and punishing the strong, slaying demons and monsters, accumulating merit to overcome that calamity.

Upon hearing this, Xu Yuan couldn't help but turn to look at the old man: "Do highly skilled people always like to take on people with calamities in their lives as disciples?"

Xu Yuan found the plot very familiar.

Back when I lived in Shanhe County, many storytellers recounted tales of eminent figures from previous generations, and it seemed that such a story was always told.

Don't the experts find it troublesome?
Wouldn't it be better to find a disciple who is free from calamities in their destiny?

I'm not afraid of implicating you.

Therefore, Xu Yuan felt that this was unreasonable.

Ma Tianshou coughed and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Actually... Beiduli had long suspected that the supervisor was lying."

The supervisor probably just wants to find an excuse so that if the immortal Miaoyan were to travel around and kill a relative or retainer of some powerful family, the supervisor would have a pretext.

Xu Yuan thought for a moment and secretly gave a thumbs up.

My disciple isn't targeting you specifically. You know this girl is destined for a major calamity and needs to accumulate a lot of merit.

It was just a coincidence that we bumped into your family; it was purely a misunderstanding—we didn't mean to.

……

After Richard's undead giant eagle was destroyed, he suddenly pulled a colorful silk handkerchief from the pocket of his shirt.

Then he put on an exaggerated expression, as if he himself was quite surprised.

Then he pulled out one handkerchief after another from his pocket.

Each piece is a different color, and they are connected one after another.

Richard threw the handkerchief out and tapped it with his cane.

The handkerchief instantly enveloped Miao Yan Zhenren completely.

Layer upon layer, with mystery seemingly passing between each layer, and suddenly, a giant ghost face will lift up one of the "handkerchiefs".

On the Ming side, everyone remained calm and composed.

After learning that it was Master Miaoyan who was going to fight, everyone was certain that they had won the second match.

Richard suddenly clenched his fist, and the layers of handkerchiefs quickly contracted inward.

But then an incredibly bright burst of lightning and fire surged forth.

The colorful silk handkerchiefs were burned to ashes layer by layer.

The hidden mystery within emitted a shrill scream, and before it could escape, it vanished along with the handkerchief.

Miao Yan Zhenren stepped out, her feet treading on lightning and fire.

It made him appear even more refined and profound, awe-inspiring and unapproachable.

Richard gritted his teeth and slammed his cane into the ground.

The walking stick immediately transformed into a sapling.

It grew rapidly and became a large tree, after which a hole appeared in its trunk.

The tree grew bigger and bigger, and so did the hollow in the tree.

A chilling murmur emanated from inside.

Something was trying to crawl out of the tree hole.

Old Master Lin sensed something, his expression changed, and he cursed, "These ghosts deserve to die!"

A hint of displeasure flashed across Miao Yan Zhenren's face.

"You actually practiced such evil magic!" She put away her whisk, and a magic sword appeared in her hand.

She stood with her sword raised, chanting incantations, and the magic sword drew down a bolt of heavenly lightning from the clear sky!
Crackling bolts of lightning streaked across the sky, eventually converging on the magic sword.

The magic sword became incredibly bright.

Miao Yan Zhenren cleaved the large tree with her sword—

The hollow in the tree has become a gateway.

Something indescribable emerged from the doorway.

The professionals in the mission felt a strong sense of corruption after just one glance at the thing!

On the Huangming side, everyone also felt the infection within them surge rapidly.

But the thing only showed one end before a sword slashed down at it!
"boom……"

Lightning exploded, the intense light blinding people.

After a long while, the light finally went out completely.

Richard fell several dozen feet away, with a huge wound on his chest that almost split him in two.

The wound was charred, but no fresh blood was flowing out.

The big tree completely disappeared, and the walking stick that had transformed into the tree was shattered into fragments scattered all over the ground.

This walking stick was clearly a high-level item, which was directly destroyed by Master Miaoyan.

Richard coughed up several mouthfuls of blood and said with difficulty, "I admit defeat..."

Miao Yan glanced at him indifferently, then turned and sat down next to her mistress.

The young lady nestled beside her, whispering something.

Miao Yan Zhenren doted on her young lady, answering all her questions. The coldness on her face faded, replaced by a loving expression.

The "doctor" from the Indian mission hurriedly led his men to carry Richard back and frantically began to treat him.

The other members of the delegation all showed obvious fear on their faces.

They were filled with fear, and dared not even show the slightest resentment.

One reason is that they know how evil the thing Richard is about to release is.

On the other hand... Master Miaoyan is too strong.

When you become powerful enough, you will not be "held hostile."

Ma Tianshou wasn't in a hurry. After they stabilized Richard's injuries, he stepped forward and said, "In the second match, Master Miaoyan won. In the third match, our side will send... Miao Yu."

Miao Yu was also a fifth-rate person.

He straightened his clothes, stood up, and looked around the area: "How about... we go somewhere else?"

The site was a mess, with two deep trenches on the ground.

One was left by the fallen monster, and the other was created by the sword strike of the Venerable Miaoyan just now.

The second layer was several times deeper and longer than the first.

Richard stood up weakly.

I felt extremely frustrated.

If this godforsaken place weren't so unsuitable for me to perform, I wouldn't be so helpless against this beautiful Taoist nun.

The Taoist nun's statement, "If I make the first move, you will have no chance," was no exaggeration.

But Richard also felt that if it were on a stage with thousands of audience members, he could at least hold his own against his opponent.

The current situation is enough to prove that the Ming Dynasty people have a complete understanding of the professionals' backgrounds.

They deliberately chose this place.

This completely limited the capabilities of the mission's professionals.

“Let’s switch…” Richard agreed.

They found another open space nearby.

Miao Yu arrived at the center of the venue and looked at the delegation.

Richard thought for a moment and called out to one of them: "Alice, you go."

Alice is a fifth-order "prostitute".

(End of this chapter)