Chapter 815: Full score

Silence, deathly silence.
Su Muwu's breath stagnated, and the wind in the air became sharp, and the body and mind of the surrounding Su Taizong's disciples were trembling constantly.
Dead...Zhuang Shao is dead...
I thought it was just a contest that had nothing to do with life and death. In the eyes of Su Taizong's disciples, Zhuang Shiyin had no reason to lose. Zhuang Shiyin, known as the proud son of heaven, has never lost the big and small contests he has screamed so far. .
As a result, Young Master Zhuang, who was held up high by them, not only lost, but even died in front of them...
Chu Yicheng's arm was drawn, and the long sword half an inch long that was not in Zhuang Shiyin's body was drawn out of him, and he walked slowly towards the ancient clock with no expression. Gu Zhong did not shy away, and nodded to Chu Yicheng admiringly. : "Good job."
Gu Zhong's words completely blown up Su Muwu. Zhuang Shiyin is his favorite disciple, which is related to the ranking of their sect in the next heroic competition.
In just a few dozen days, he broke through the four-fold cultivation base one after another, which made Su Muwu's heart happy. In his heart, he had decided to let Zhuang Shiyin replace his father's hall master.
Just waiting for Zhuang Shiyin to win the competition, he directly announced the news in public, rubbing the spirit of the ancient bell by the way, and letting the students of Cangshan Academy know.
Which sect is the best choice for them? Now this situation is just the opposite of what he imagined. Not only did he fail to prove the strength of his sect, but the sect disciple was affected by the competition and lost a worthy one. A disciple of the important task.
It was simply not worth the loss, and what was even more hateful was that Zhuang Shiyin could be said to have died under his nose. Gu Zhong's words reminded him that Chu Yicheng had already stood up and was about to leave.
It was what Gu Zhong said to him that he would suddenly return. If Gu Zhong didn't deliberately, it was just a competition, how could Zhuang Shiyin pay the price of his life.
Gu Zhong's move undoubtedly hit him in the face! If he doesn't make any moves, let alone recruiting disciples from Cangshan Academy, I am afraid that in the future Su Taizong will be restrained by his ancient bell everywhere.
"Swipe--"
Su Muwu appeared in front of the ancient bell like a bolt of lightning, almost instantaneously moving across a distance of several hundred meters across the entire martial arts field.
Gu Zhong didn't persuade him, and he took a step forward, guarding the disciples behind him, and greeted him with a sneer.
"What? Sect Master Su wants to admit defeat?"
Zhuang Shiyin was dead, and Su Taizong's disciples showed sadness on all sides, but Gu Zhong was full of joy, and the joy of Gu Zhong's face was even more unconcealed.
The anger value in Su Muwu's heart, who was already full of anger, suddenly rose to the extreme. With both arms, the shattered stones behind him flew upside down, and they were arranged in an orderly manner behind him.
It seemed that as long as Gu Zhong had a slight act of recklessness, he would use these hard marble slabs to pat his head.
It’s a pity that the head of Gu is not scared, he smiles even more, and puts his hands on his chest: "If the lord doesn’t want to be so troublesome than ten games, then according to our previous agreement, whoever wins more games is considered a bet. If we win, we will compare these two games."
"That is..."
"Gu Zhong, since it is a competition, why did you deliberately kill my disciple!"
Su Muwu yelled wildly, Zhuang Shiyin's death already made him no longer have the mind to complete the gambling agreement. Even if he wins, Gu Zhong's disciples will not stay willingly.
What's more, for some reason, he had a horrible idea in his heart that he could continue the comparison and that their sect would not be able to win.
"If you are not mistaken, your disciple was the first to kill."
Gu Zhong sneered. If Zhuang Shiyin really has big plans, knows how to forbear, honestly and honestly compete with Chu Yicheng, even if he loses, Chu Yicheng's character is naturally convinced, and there will be no complaints, but it happens. As soon as he showed up, he was ill-intentioned and regarded killing Chuyi City as a bargaining chip to severely wound the ancient bell, separating the ancient bell from Da Chu.
Now that he already had such an idea, did Chu Yicheng have more mothers? Can you spare someone who wants to kill himself?
"Don't talk about killing or not, the hidden weapon your disciple used first."
"That's always right, it's just a defense, Sect Master Su shouldn't be too double-standard."
To say they were happy about this, when Zhuang Shiyin threw the first lightning bead, they all thought that when Chu Yicheng was blown to death, the corners of their mouths were about to rise to the sky.
"Don't be silly here! If it wasn't for your instructions!" Su Muwu's shoulders shook, and the momentum on his body skyrocketed again, and the disciple Su Taizong who had been affected once had already retreated far away.
They made room for their Sect Master to play, but Gu Zhong, who was not far away from him, was not affected. He calmly looked at Su Muwu directly, looking at Su Muwu like he was watching a clown.
So much so that he didn't say a word, just the look in his eyes made Su Muwu almost burst out several times.
"Instructions?"
"Don't you see it? This seat is helping him."
"The meridian is broken, the limbs are separated, and the dantian is destroyed. Can you still save it? I asked the disciple to send him back to the West, but I didn't want to see him continue to suffer in this way."
"You! Strong words!"
Even if what Gu Zhong said was true, he would not admit it in half a word, because he understood thoroughly that Gu Zhong was here to avenge him. He arrested the students of Cangshan Academy, and Gu Zhong was about to disturb them Su Taizong. The world turned upside down to be willing.
It's a pity that this is not Tianji Mansion, nor is he Wanheshi, who will be played among the ancient bells.
With a movement of his wrist, a long knife with a cold light appeared in Su Muwu's hand. The murderous intent in his eyes skyrocketed. Gu Zhong also held the Pangu axe in his hand and smiled: "Sect Master Su, I'm old, and I'm still learning Guan Gong's big sword. ."
"Ha ha ha ha ha..."
Su Muwu suddenly became no longer angry. During these few hours of talking with Gu Zhong, he had fully understood that Gu Zhong was more difficult to deal with than he thought. If you want to get something from him.
Only one way is feasible, and that is-kill him!
"Protect the disciple."
At the moment Su Muwu raised his long sword, Gu Zhong said to Zhou Ruoxiao behind him.
"Hahahahaha, Gu Zhong ah Gu Zhong, have you forgotten where you are now!"
"Enclose them!"
Su Muwu let out a loud shout.
"Tatatata..."
Anxious footsteps sounded around, and the disciples dressed in the same style of full-fledged service rushed out.
It's just that the direction they rushed was not the inner hall of Su Taizong, but the opposite of the gate connecting the outer hall.
"Head! We are late!"
The two leading people stepped in front of Gu Zhong, who smiled even more on his face and said, "No later, no later, the show's effect is full."