Chapter 863: Identity exchange, battle against Wei Lan

Forget it, let's keep it to ourselves for now. The mysterious organization must let Shen Yuyu win the championship before they can proceed with the next plan. The Xuanmen hidden in the Wusheng Mountain of the Imperial Palace plays a crucial role in their plan.

Or they planned so much just for Xuanmen.

"Xuanmen, Xuanmen..." Li Guanhai repeated it twice in his mind, and became more and more curious about that mysterious place.

He glanced at Shen Yuyu, who was unconscious and surrounded by a group of pedestrians, and turned away.

Let him sleep on the street for one night.

The next morning.

Qian Long, the head of the Yuzhou Zongheng family, pushed the door into the courtyard and knocked on Shen Yuyu's door.

"Young Master, it's time to get up."

There was silence in the room, and no one responded.

Qian Long frowned and thought to himself: "Could it be that this insignificant thing went to the brothel again last night?"

He was furious and slapped the door open with one palm.

The door hit the wall and bounced back. Qian Long's face became even uglier. Shen Yuyu was not in the room.

He snorted coldly and left.

When they arrived at the main hall, the mountain masters and disciples who were waiting saw that only he came back, and they couldn't help but feel a little confused.

One of Shen Yuyu's beauties asked: "Where is he?"

Qian Long sat down and said coldly: "Who knows where he went to fool around again? He knew that it was an extraordinary period, but he still went out to make trouble and didn't come back all night!"

The beauties were dissatisfied when they heard the other party scolding her lover, but because of the other party's identity, they couldn't say much, just kept a cold face and didn't speak.

At this time, a figure walked into the hall. It was Shen Yuyu.

Everyone, including Qian Long, subconsciously looked up, then retracted their gazes and said nothing.

Shen Yuyu, who walked in, looked around the hall and uttered a woman's voice: "He's not here?"

...

Today's martial arts field was still as lively as yesterday, with no seats left.

Li Guanhai, who was drinking with his legs crossed, looked at the formation of the Seven Absolute Sects of Yuzhou. He did not see Shen Yuyu, but he saw Wei Lan, who was suspected to be the girl of luck.

The strange thing was that she was not shrouded in luck today, and she was just an ordinary person.

Li Guanhai frowned, connected the things he had discovered in the past two days with various puzzled questions, and came to a conclusion.

Shen Yuyu, who was seen in the martial arts field yesterday, was actually pretended by this Wei Lan, and Shen Yuyu, who was really lucky, pretended to be Wei Lan. They exchanged identities!

No wonder Wei Lan, who was seen yesterday, was clearly a woman, but she was hugged by women and looked very frivolous.

And Shen Yuyu, who should have been frivolous, became silent again. It turned out that he played such a trick.

What Li Guanhai couldn't understand was why their disguise could hide from his demon lord's eyes?

This was a question, and the second question was why they went to such trouble to exchange identities.

After thinking about it for a while, he had the answer in his heart.

Hiding in the dark yesterday, I learned from Qian Long that Shen Yuyu is a person who is greedy for pleasure and does not know how to make progress. If it were not for some reasons, it would be hard to say whether this guy could stay in Qi Jue Men.

In this way, things are very clear. With Shen Yuyu's cultivation, it is almost hopeless to win the championship in the Qi Jue Men competition.

So they came up with a way to exchange identities, letting Wei Lan, who has the highest cultivation and the greatest chance of winning, impersonate, and after winning the championship, let the real Shen Yuyu enter Xuanmen to carry out the plan.

Li Guanhai leaned back tactically with a strange expression.

Good guy, this Shen Yuyu is a talent.

This should be the legendary "protagonist halo". If there is no halo, with his useless character, he would have died eight hundred times.

But then again, the secret of Shen Yuyu is quite interesting. He was able to resist the bewitching mind of the Demon Lord's Eye at the cost of coma last night. What could it be?

Just as Li Guanhai was stroking his chin with his fingers and daydreaming, today's competition began.

Coincidentally, at the beginning of the second round, Li Guanhai actually bumped into Wei Lan from the Taoist sect of Yuzhou Qijuemen.

When he saw the names of two people appear on the northern formation barrier, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this world is too small. He originally thought that he would meet each other in the next few rounds, but he didn't expect to bump into each other so soon.

"Okay, let me see how much you weigh."

The Confucian Mountain Master Yu Yinian looked stern. Just as he was about to give a few instructions, Li Guanhai rushed into the field like the wind under his feet.

Wei Lan also appeared on the stage with the cheers of the disciples of Yuzhou Qijuemen.

Li Guanhai looked at the other party. This woman was not tall and had no impressive features.

The so-called impressive features, such as Li Ningshuang's perfect figure with impeccable proportions.

Another example is Xiahou Aoxue's unparalleled beauty, and her majestic aura that is so high and mighty that people dare not look up to her.

In comparison, the woman in front of him looks much more ordinary. It's not that she is not beautiful, but Li Guanhai has seen too many beautiful women. In his eyes, beautiful skins are all the same, unless they are extremely beautiful.

This has nothing to do with lust or not, it's mainly about different perspectives on appreciating beauty.

The two stood several feet apart, introduced themselves, and the competition officially began.

Wei Lan said nothing, swung the thin sword in his hand, swept out the ethereal sword energy like catkins, pointed his toes, and flew away like a golden goose.

Facing this light sword energy like slanting wind and drizzle, Li Guanhai directly supported a circle of protective qi outside his body

Puff, puff, puff——

Instantly, a dense sound like hammering suddenly sounded.

Wei Lan's attack became more and more fierce, and the sword energy was dense like rain, but she could not break through the thin layer of body-protecting Qi.

She was surprised, her beautiful eyes focused, and she waved her sword fingers to draw thousands of sword energies into a beam, and fiercely hit the body-protecting Qi.

Circles of ripples of different colors spread out, but the body-protecting Qi was as indestructible as gold and stone, and could not be broken no matter what.

"Strange, isn't he a Confucian disciple, majoring in righteousness, why does he have such powerful magic power?" Wei Lan thought so in her heart, knowing that if she continued to attack like this, perhaps the opponent's body-protecting Qi would not be broken, and her own magic power would be exhausted.

She turned over and jumped, and cleverly turned over in the air. At the moment of turning over, her beautiful eyes shrank, and she saw that Li Guanhai, who was rooted under his feet, withdrew his body-protecting Qi, and chased after him with a sword like a gust of wind, at an incredibly fast speed.

"Damn it!" Wei Lan gritted her teeth, injected her magic power into the sword, the sword body hummed continuously, and swung her arm to cut!

The sword was like an antelope hanging its horns, and the sword energy fell from the sky, like the sunset across the horizon.

Boom——

The sword energy cut the earth, splashing countless sand and dust all over the sky, but Li Guanhai's figure was nowhere to be seen.

After landing, Wei Lan held the sword alertly and observed the surroundings. In a trance, she felt that in the sand and dust around her, there were countless pairs of eyes staring at her, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Sweat hung on her white forehead, and she felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in her heart.