Sun and Moon Are Wrong: Traveling Through Time from Under One Person

Chapter 128 Calculation

Meng Ning's appearance shocked everyone present.

They didn't expect that the person who came on stage before them was a child, a baby they had never seen before.

Someone immediately started to advise.

"Wow, you have great skills, but this is not a playground for mischief."

"If you wanted to use this to become famous and show off your skills, you have already done it. You have successfully made the heroes remember you."

"Why don't you get out of the way now!?"

Someone else asked about his master.

"What kind of adult can't take care of a child like this? If you don't take the child away, don't blame the grandfathers for giving you a lesson."

"Tell us your master! Otherwise, we won't be responsible for your actions!"

There were also some cruel people who, without saying a word, raised their knives and chopped at Meng Ning, shouting as they chopped.

"Kid, remember in your next life that not everything can be a hit."

"Take my blow, Tyrant Sword!"

The one who wielded the domineering sword was named Hu Tiandao, and he was a well-known expert in Quan Xing.

His sword skills were extremely powerful and fierce.

He swung his sword towards Meng Ning, and instantly the sharp sword energy spread around.

Hu Tiandao swung the knife with the intention of chopping Meng Ning in half on the spot and killing him violently.

Seeing the man attacking without holding back, Meng Ning felt angry and unhappy.

Everyone saw a flash of white light, and in an instant the crisp sound of iron collapsing resounded throughout the venue.

When they saw this, everyone discovered that Meng Ning was actually holding a bearded face tightly in his hands.

The owner of the face was none other than Hu Tiandao, the one who wielded the domineering sword.

At this time, only the handle of the machete held in Hu Tiandao's right hand was left, and the blade was completely shattered by the unknown attack.

Meng Ning pinched his entire face tightly, and another crisp tearing sound was heard.

This time, it was not the blade that was shattered, but Hu Tiandao's entire skull.

The skull shattered, and in an instant red, white, and all kinds of confusing colors flowed out from the seven orifices of Hu Tiandao's collapsed face.

Meng Ning threw the man out into the crowd with a flick of his hand.

Hu Tiandao died on the spot after just one move, lying in an unknown corner like a dead dog, without making any sound.

Next to Hu Tiandao, there was an ugly woman looking at Meng Ning on the stage with resentment in her heart.

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, he was no longer an arrogant child, but a terrifying killer who killed people without blinking an eye.

Meng Ning shook off the blood in his hand and spoke.

"My name is Meng Ning, and I'm here to take the third spot in the competition. Please give me your guidance!"

"Oh, yes. Someone asked me about my teachers. I have many teachers and many disciples."

"Let me introduce them in order of chronology: Ma Chao from the Three True Dharma Sect, Zuo Ruotong from the Three One Sect, and Wang Yaozu from the Complete Nature Sect."

“All of the above are our mentors.”

Everyone was shocked when these words were spoken. Who would have thought that this unknown young man actually learned both good and evil from his teachers?

They had never heard of the Three True Dharma, so let’s not discuss that for now, but Zuo Rutong and Wang Yaozu from the Three Ones Sect were both very famous.

Zuo Rutong, the Great Ying Immortal, was still presiding over the order on the stage, and the Quan Xing famous Ghost Hand King was also present.

Everyone looked at the two of them hurriedly, only to see them both nod their heads without objection.

Wow, it’s actually true. This young man actually learned both good and evil from his teachers. This news is truly shocking.

However, while everyone was shocked, there were also some lunatics who thought they had found evidence and used their power to put pressure on Meng Ning.

"Boy, we don't care how many masters you have. But you must tell us your position in front of all the heroes in the world!"

"Are you grabbing this position for the sake of the Trinity Sect or on behalf of the Quanxing Ghost Hand King?"

"Are you fighting for the righteous or evil cause?"

"If you haven't made up your mind yet, then leave immediately. We will never make things difficult for you!"

The person who was speaking was an ugly woman who looked as wretched as a rat. Her name was Shu Sanjian, and she had a secret relationship with the deceased Hu Tiandao.

She had a very vicious mind. If Meng Ning answered that he was fighting for justice, it would hurt the Ghost Hand King's heart and create a rift in their master-disciple relationship.

If he fights for the whole of nature, then he would be a traitor to the righteous path, and everyone would force Zuo Rutong to clean up his mess in front of them.

If Meng Ning didn't say anything, he would have to leave quickly and give the qualification to others.

As soon as these words were spoken, Zuo Rutong and Ghost Hand King glared at this man angrily, wanting to get rid of him as soon as possible!

But there were too many heroes present, and they couldn't attack them in person.

At this moment, the Ghost Hand King felt a little touched and a little regretful.

He was touched that Meng Ning openly and without hesitation said that he was his apprentice, but he also regretted that his bad reputation had dragged down his beloved apprentice.

Alas, Meng Ning, the name of Master is shameful and despicable!

Thinking of this, he shouted loudly to Meng Ning on the stage.

"Meng Ning, I am only teaching you my skills. You are not accepting me as your master! You are not my disciple, the Ghost Hand King!"

In order to protect Meng Ning's interests, the Ghost Hand King was willing to give up the title of master.

Meng Ning looked at Lao Wang and spoke loudly.

"Teaching, imparting knowledge, and resolving doubts. If you can tell the difference, you will be my teacher, Meng Ning. I, Meng Ning, do the right thing and act honestly."

"You are my master!"

Hearing this, Ghost Hand King felt warm in his heart and he actually shed tears in front of everyone.

"Silly child, silly child. Master, I am not worthy of your respect."

When the man heard Meng Ning confirm that the Ghost Hand King was his master, he shouted to everyone in his heart.

"Then you are fighting on behalf of the whole people!"

After saying that, he turned and looked at Zuo Rutong.

"Please ask Immortal Daying to clean up the house and get rid of these evil and rebellious followers of the Sanyi Sect."

When Zuo Rutong heard that this man dared to use justice to force him to kill his beloved disciple, anger surged in his heart, and he saw countless white mists dissipating from his body.

At this moment, he was like the legendary celestial being with murderous intent, and the murderous aura was overflowing like a substance.

However, this murderous intent was not directed at Meng Ning, but at the person who spoke.

However, Zuo Rutong really couldn't do anything at this time. He represented the leader of the righteous path. If he protected all the evildoers in front of all the heroes of the world,

The impact and chaos caused by this are too great. This is not the time for civil unrest.

Zuo Rutong looked at Meng Ning on the stage and spoke.

"Ning'er, just say that you are here on behalf of our Trinity to grab this place. I want to see who dares to embarrass you after you say that!"

"If you just nod your head, Master, I will help you kill this lunatic who is stirring up trouble!"

Meng Ning looked at Zuo Rutong and knew in his heart that his master wanted to help him and was doing it for his own good.

But if he agreed, it would be equivalent to admitting in front of everyone that the Ghost Hand King was not as good as Zuo Rutong, which would be equivalent to insulting the Ghost Hand King.

The Ghost Hand King used to be Meng Ning's master, who taught Meng Ning skills. He couldn't insult him in front of everyone.

Meng Ning shook his head at Zuo Rutong and spoke to the provocative person.

"No, I am not fighting on behalf of the Trinity Sect or the Quanxing Sect this time. I am only fighting on behalf of Da Yan!"

The man rolled his eyes and continued speaking.

"Okay! Everyone has heard it. This person does not represent Trinity or Quan Xing. He is not competing for this reputation with Zuo Ruotong and the Ghost Hand King."

"Well, since you don't represent them, you are not allowed to use these two skills!"

Seeing this, Meng Ning nodded in response.

"You're going around in circles because you're afraid of the Threefold Reversal and the Eight Directions Reversal."

"You scoundrel, you may as well speak frankly. I don't use these two skills, and you are not qualified to take the third place."

"Do you believe what I said?"

The man thought carefully for a moment off the stage. This kid had learned from three schools in total, one was Sanyi, one was Ghost Hand, and the other was Sanzhen.

Trinity and Ghost Hand, both of these unique skills are well-known.

The only thing I haven't heard of is the Three True Methods. It must be some rubbish sect without any powerful magical powers.

This person looked at Meng Ning's young face and laughed in his heart.

(Good boy, you are so naive that I cut off your own limbs with just a few words. Let’s see how you can stop me and defend this ring without using the Three-fold Reversal and Eight-direction Reversal.)

(Brother Hu, this brat just killed you. I, Shu Sanjian, will avenge you now!)

Shu Sanjian flew onto the stage and pointed his sword at Meng Ning's body.

"Little ghost, you were the one who said that you didn't need to reverse life and turn the eight directions. Don't regret it when you die!"

Meng Ning looked at the rat-headed woman in front of him who looked as wretched as a rat, and confirmed it faintly.

"Come on, you stinky woman. Don't worry. I don't need it."

After hearing Meng Ning's confirmation again, Shu Sanjian said "OK" and rushed forward with his sword, vowing to take Meng Ning's head!

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