The old researcher who was personally sent to the virtual arena by Wang Jiu could no longer hear the voices around him at all.

Looking at the handsome face in front of him, as if it were a person in a painting, and the childhood sweetheart snuggled next to him, this 80-year-old virgin had mixed feelings in his heart.

There are not only the happiness of the first twenty years of mutual love, but also the confusion of breaking the emotional line overnight, and the humiliation when coming to the door to ask for an explanation...... However, before he could wake up from this complicated experience, he saw the man opposite raise his eyebrows, and said in a contemptuous and dismissive tone: "Why don't you get out of here, I have to teach you a lesson to find out?" I heard that you still like to read, and your brain has read to the dung pit? ”

Listening to the same words as more than fifty years ago, the old man was even more in a trance, not knowing what to do.

The young man on the other side became more and more aggressive, the long jasper-colored sword in his hand was raised upward, and a thin sword wind hung over the old man's ear.

"I don't know what to live or die, you scare me when I scare people?"

The woman next to him frowned slightly, and tugged at his sleeve: "Don't, don't be too ......"

"I know, I won't kill him, at most I will break one of his arms, anyway, he is a reader, and he can read books with one hand, hahaha."

With a burst of rampant laughter, the jasper long sword swung again, and the slender sword qi came directly at the old man's shoulder blades.

However, when the old man was about to hit, he subconsciously shrank down, allowing the sword qi to brush his big arm just right, and the sharp sword qi instantly cut off the flesh and bones, bringing a burst of sharp pain.

"Ahhh

The old man screamed, and the next moment the illusion disappeared, and the entire space shattered like glass.

Wang Jiu shook his head for a while while watching from the side.

This virtual arena is directly extracted from the memories of the contestants to form the battlefield, so the scene in front of him is exactly the personal experience of this old man back then.

Judging from the resumes of the team members he obtained, this researcher named Zhu He was given a big green hat by a second-generation immortal from a family when he was young, and his childhood sweetheart for more than 20 years was coaxed into bed overnight. Then when Zhu He went to ask for an explanation, he was injured on the spot, which became a shadow that haunted him for a lifetime.

Decades later, the shadow is still heavy.

Although Zhu He is obviously not a practical combat school, after all, he has practiced for 80 years and has the True Yuan Realm in the late stage of the Rain-Covered Realm, and all the exercises are the top-grade exercises selected in Qinglian Academy, and the basic skills are solid, and he is considered a first-class master in the Xiangzhou Continent.

And the second generation of immortals who appeared in the arena, but at the age of less than 30 years old, his cultivation barely reached the Cloud Turning Realm, and his swordsmanship was even more vain, and the jasper sword in his hand had not been properly refined...... It is the second generation of the standard third-tier township indigenous family immortal in the eyes of the Heavenly Sword Spirit. With Zhu He's strength at this time, he can crush one hundred and eighty with a single eyebrow.

However, as soon as the second generation of immortals raised his hand, he took off all of Zhu He's arms, and this scene was simply a joke in the immortal cultivation world.

And after Zhu He was cut off an arm, he even immediately cried loudly.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts me......" While crying, the old man rolled on the ground with his arms covered, tears flowing.

Obviously, the pain in the Unreal Arena is only a fraction of the real environment, and when the battle is over, all pain connections will be cut off - after all, it is an entertainment facility, and it will not really hurt people. But Zhu He acted as if he had really had his arm cut off, as if he had been in pain and embarrassment.

At this time, the onlookers showed sympathetic and compassionate eyes.

Although this seems to most people to be an unreasonable picture, for my colleagues at the College, it is empathetic. Everyone has experienced similar pain when they were young, because they are dedicated to reading and researching, even if they are involved in the fairy road, they have no practical ability, they can neither fly immortals with swords, nor can they open altars to pray for people to avoid disasters, so they are often bullied.

Not to mention the peers in the circle of cultivating immortals, and even some mortal martial arts masters, they all came to the door to challenge...... Zhu He broke a hand at the beginning, and although he quickly took it back, the mental damage remained forever.

"So, Dean, that's what you said, the fun of kendo?"

Looking at the tearful Zhu He on the ground, someone finally couldn't help but ask.

Wang Jiu said: "Yes, don't you understand? ”

Everyone looked at each other and felt unreasonable, what is the fun of this experience of rolling on the ground?

Wang Jiu suddenly felt sad for the comprehension of these sword group researchers: "Isn't that sword-wielding person very happy? ”

“…… Dean, you mean the villain!? ”

Wang Jiu said: "Of course, he relied on the way of the sword, not only robbing people's spouses, but also injuring people, and leaving people with a psychological shadow for decades, I think this perfectly meets the instinctive needs of human beings." ”

"This, this is too strong to make sense...... "The researchers present only felt that the three views were shattered, but they did not have the ability of Elder Shang Miaoyu to speak well, so they only felt that they could not speak, and they were uncomfortable.

Wang Jiu said: "If you bring your role into Zhu He, you will naturally feel that kendo is harmful and not beneficial, and it is better to disappear from the world, but if you change your role and look at it from the perspective of that villain, as long as you know a little swordsmanship, you can pry other people's spouses, and then beat him to the point that he can't complete the mating behavior for decades, isn't it fun?" ”

"This, this is too bad fun, we civilized people can't enjoy ......"

Before a young monk could finish his rebuttal, Wang Jiu activated the Illusory Arena again, pulled the Vermilion Crane rolling on the ground up, and re-entered the arena.

The opponent is still the second generation of immortals who have the hatred of taking his wife, and he is still holding a woman with a face full of signs of estrus, holding a jasper sword in one hand.

"You're you again? Can't you learn a lesson? Or is it exciting to watch your sweetheart rejoice in the arms of others? ”

Unreal Tournament, which was purchased on a huge budget, provides a high level of artificial intelligence, allowing this projected opponent to speak extremely harsh and vicious words according to local conditions.

Zhu He covered his shoulders with his hands, only to feel that his heart was about to explode, but let him really face the psychological shadow that had plagued him for decades, but he couldn't muster the courage no matter what......

And at this moment, Wang Jiu appeared beside him and handed a pure white long sword to his hand.

The next moment, the white sword led Zhu He to rush forward.

"No!"

Zhu He subconsciously wanted to resist, but there was an irresistible stickiness on the sword, dragging him forward with his whole person, and instantly hit the young man's jasper sword.

The slender green sword shattered, and the young man was hit by a huge force and flew upside down for more than a hundred meters, tumbling on the open ground for a while, until most of the skin fell off, revealing the miserable white bones, before finally stopping.

"Help, help......"

In just an instant, the young man fell from the sky into the abyss, and under the broken tendons, he didn't even have the strength to get up, so he could only weakly shout for help on the spot.

And Zhu He looked at his dying opponent in the distance in disbelief, and then looked at the white sword in his hand, not knowing what to say.

Rationally speaking, of course, he also knew that the young man opposite was definitely not his opponent, but it was just that his own demons were too heavy to make a move. If the demons are broken by external forces, there will be no suspense about the outcome of the battle.

But looking at the young man begging for mercy on the ground, he never had a real sense of victory, after all, at the age of 80, bullying a 30-year-old young man is really not capable......

Of course, if you want to say that it is not happy, it is actually very happy, in the past few decades, he has fantasized more than once that if he can also have exquisite swordsmanship, he will definitely ......

As soon as I thought of this, I saw that there were two more people in the Unreal Arena.

A middle-aged sword cultivator with a majestic expression, and a graceful and luxurious lady beside him.

Seeing these two people, Zhu He trembled again.

The middle-aged man glanced at the young man begging for mercy on the ground, sneered, and a jasper-colored sword light fell, cutting off the young man's head, cutting off his pain, and then raised his sword eyebrows and said in a deep voice.

"Zhu He, after 80 years of life, he only learned to bully the little guy? I heard that you entered a Qinglian Academy in the third courtyard, and I thought that your skills had grown a little, but it seems that you are still a waste. ”

The woman next to her also said: "I was a little sorry for you at the beginning, but I didn't expect you to be such a bully and afraid of hard in your bones, I am really disappointed in you." ”

"I, I didn't ......" Looking at the middle-aged couple in front of him, Zhu He wanted to open his mouth to defend himself, but he didn't know what to say.

These two people, of course, are the later second generation of immortals and childhood sweethearts.

There are not so many good and good retribution for evil in the world, the second generation of immortals who won people's love, and later relied on the support of family resources, the ability to speculate on the camp, and a beautiful swordsmanship, and successfully advanced to the peak of the rain realm after practicing for decades, and has a powerful magic weapon, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is half a master of the mountain realm, and the childhood sweetheart also relied on solid basic skills to sit firmly in the position of the main palace, and always kept the bewitching sluts out of the house...... To put it simply, both of them have found happiness and fulfillment in life, and they have not been punished for the evil they have done before.

So all along, Zhu He has never paid attention to those two, although he is now a monk of Qinglian Academy, and his identity is far higher than that ground snake, but he also knows that he can't afford to provoke the earth head snake who has risen all the way by swordsmanship.

Now, when the enemies see each other, not only do he not dare to blush, but he doesn't even dare to look at each other, he just wants to run as far as he can.

However, the white sword in his hand was raised again, and unceremoniously invoked the true yuan in his body, and shot out a heavenly sword mark containing millions of fine textures.