Everyday I Get up to See the Villain Stealing the Show 80

Han Changsheng’s sword struck forwards, sharp and swift. He attacked Yue Peng and stuck him in a tight corner. The more Yue Peng blocked his hits, the more flustered he felt. So many things all coming together shocked him. Huangfu Tugen’s face, the missing Longyin sword, the incredibly powerful internal power, a sword technique quite like Lan Fang’s… All of it rattled Yue Peng. His moves became more and more chaotic.

Who the hell was this guy?!

All the Wulin members beneath the stage gradually shifted from watching with excitement to watching with shock and confusion. An old man murmured, “His sword technique… it’s like Lan Fang’s.” 

As soon as the statement was made, many people felt deeply impressed. Elder Lan Fang was famous all over the world for his quick, accurate, and simple sword techniques. No one had ever seen Lan Fang use a sword, but they had heard of his disciples. Han Changsheng’s sword wasn’t gorgeous, but it was fascinating. Each movement was in the right place. Some practicing swordsmen couldn’t help but compare themselves with him to measure the gap between them. Wasn’t the situation very similar to when Lan Fang pressed down his opponent?

Han Changsheng tore open Yue Peng’s shirt, revealing his bare chest. Then, his sword broke through the crotch of his trousers, revealing obscene yellow underwear. With two more moves, Han Changsheng cut a large piece of cloth from Yue Peng’s backside, revealing his buttocks to the world with a cool breeze.  

From the beginning of the fight, Yue Peng knew that he wasn’t Han Changsheng’s opponent. He hoped he’d be rescued immediately and was worried that Han Changsheng would kill him if no one stepped up. However, after a few moves, he knew that Han Changsheng didn’t want to kill him, or even to beat him. Whenever he was in a tight corner, Han Changsheng would relax and give him the chance to adjust. However, once he regained his composure, Han Changsheng would immediately beat him out of his way and cut his clothes at key parts of his body, making him naked before the thousands of Wulin members. His opponent’s goal was very clear, which was to make him lose face in front of the entire Wulin! Let him, the leader of the Yuehua Sect, become as weak as a flower in the world!

Yue Peng felt a stream of hot blood rushing to his head. He was the leader of the Yuehua Sect. He had been looked down upon by his colleagues in the Wulin for many years. He was one of the ten famous sword sects. He had a proud array, but no one cared. They all laughed at his low level of martial arts, just because there was a freak named Lan Fang who came before him. Although he was at the Yuehua Sect with Lan Fang, he lived in his shadow all his life. He couldn’t get the Longyin sword which represented the leader’s identity, thus no one took him seriously. Everyone only knew Lan Fang, Lan Fang! Now, he had to be humiliated in public by this unknown guy who may be his disciple!

“Ah!!” Yue Peng took a deep breath and was so murderous that he threw himself at Han Changsheng.

Han Changsheng calmly took his sword, and his expression grew more serious. Gradually, Yue Peng felt the pressure wasn’t so great. He didn’t know whether he tried his best. Han Changsheng no longer oppressed him, but he couldn’t turn defeat into victory. At present, his opponent was very cautious with every move, just like… he was guiding him. 

It was completely quiet under the stage. Originally, everyone saw Han Changsheng cut Yue Peng’s clothes and thought it was indecent. Honghua, who wanted to stop him, hesitated as he looked at Yue Peng. 

After a few moves, Han Changsheng suddenly swiped the sword from Yue Peng’s hand, put his sword on Yue Peng’s neck, and sneered, “What else can you say, old thief Yue?”

Yue Peng had not yet returned to his senses when he looked at Han Changsheng in horror.

Under the stage, the pot began to boil once more. People whispered and countless hot eyes stabbed Yue Peng. An Yuan grabbed the sword in his hands, his nails piercing into his palms. 

Han Changsheng sneered, “Yue Peng! Fifteen years ago, you killed Huangfu Tugen and stole the secret script of Tianyuan Mountain Villa to obtain a mental skill that allows you to cultivate other sects’ martial arts. In the past fifteen years, you have killed countless others, stolen their martial arts scripts, and blamed the demonic cult. What do you say?” 

Yue Peng opened his mouth wide and came down in a cold sweat. Han Changsheng didn’t mean to humiliate him and deliberately let him make a fool of himself. His real intention was to provoke him! When he lost his mind and became angry, Han Changsheng guided him back again. He didn’t check for a moment and forgot to control his countless moves. He used a lot of Kung Fu that wasn’t from the Yuehua Sect’s sword technique! Now thousands of people saw him, and he couldn’t argue. How vicious was Han Changsheng’s intention?!

All the evidence had long been lost from the case fifteen years ago. Han Changsheng could hardly find evidence to prove that Yue Peng was the murderer, so he came up with this method. In front of the entire Wulin, Yue Peng’s martial arts skills were all the proof he needed. This was iron-clad evidence. 

Honghua finally came to the stage, frowning as he solemnly said, “Leader of the Yuehua, please explain what just happened.” 

Yue Peng’s mouth and tongue went dry. Suddenly, he pointed to Han Changsheng and said, “He framed me! He is a fake, he can’t be Huangfu Tugen. I checked Huangfu’s body, and he was dead! This fake set me up! Don’t listen to his nonsense!”

Honghua gave a puzzled look to Han Changsheng. Fifteen years ago, Huangfu Tugen, the leader of the Tianyuan Mountain Villa, had been assassinated by someone. It seemed that the entire villa had been slaughtered. Fifteen years later, the man who called himself Huangfu Tugen suddenly appeared at the Wulin assembly, which was really suspicious.

At last, An Yuan, couldn’t bear it and rushed onstage. 

At the same time, Han Changsheng sneered and reached for his ear. Carefully, he removed the first mask from his face. 

The crowd watched as the mask slowly peeled away from his skin. Just half of it had been ripped off when a roar of anger came from behind him, “Yue Peng! I couldn’t imagine that you were such a person until today! You’ve deceived me for fifteen years!”

Han Changsheng looked back, his hand frozen with shock. He almost slashed into the skin across his face. Why did the Dog Lord come?! Wasn’t he locked up in the inn by himself?!

Shocked, Yue Peng said, “An Yuan?” His eyes turned to Han Changsheng’s face. The half of his face that was revealed was clearly An Yuan’s face. He thought he had just fought with Huangfu An Yuan, who wanted to avenge his father. Why did An Yuan suddenly come out?

Quick to respond, Han Changsheng grabbed An Yuan’s straw hat and put it on his head. 

The people below the stage held their breath, waiting for a glimpse of the real face of the master. Just when they saw his eye, he suddenly covered his whole face again. It was just like scratching their hearts and livers when he stopped in such a key place. Suddenly, howls and hisses broke out. 

Lowering his voice, Han Changsheng said, “Why did you come?” 

An Yuan said, “Thank you very much, but this is a big matter for my family. You can’t do this for me. I have to finish it myself.” 

Han Changsheng had the heart to cry to death. He was playing handsome just now because he prepared his second mask. In front of all the heroes of the whole world, he exposed a hypocrite who had been disguised for fifteen years, avenged his father, and suppressed his former master with martial arts. What a handsome and likeable plot he had schemed! It would be so good to die now that the Dog Lord ran out to destroy his script!!! Since he got to know the Dog Lord, it seems nothing had gone according to his plan!!!

An Yuan didn’t know Han Changsheng’s plan. Stepping forward, he looked at Yue Peng with a determined gaze. “Master, this is the last time I will call you Master. I remember the kindness of your nurturing over the past fifteen years. However, I can’t help but repay you for all your evil deeds and seek revenge for my father’s death. In front of all these heroes here today, I’m cut off from you!” 

An Yuan finally showed his true appearance in front of the world’s heroes. As usual, those who met An Yuan for the first time would be stunned. But now, with how many people were staring at Han Changsheng’s face, his immortal appearance on that day wasn’t so shocking. 

When Honghua heard that An Yuan called Yue Peng his master, it stunned him. He looked him up and down and said, “You are… Huangfu An Yuan, the son of Villa Leader Huangfu?”

An Yuan said, “It’s me.” 

Honghua looked at Han Changsheng again. “You are…” 

Lu Wenlin jumped onstage and said, “Dad, he is An Yuan’s senior brother, Li Jiulong!” 

Honghua stared at Han Changsheng, who could only acquiesce. Besides Li Jiulong’s identity, he really didn’t know what identity to claim there. 

Yue Peng struggled in the end, and he roared ferociously, “Rebellious! You… You killed Elder Lan Fang and old man Xuanji, and tried to frame your teacher! Your heart is shameful, and your heart is shameful!” He pointed to the Longyin sword in Han Changsheng’s hand and said, “Look, look, that is the keepsake of the leader of the Yuehua Sect, the Longyin sword! Those two traitors killed Elder Lan Fang and stole the sword, they should be arrested!” 

Stepping forward, An Yuan sneered, “Don’t lie anymore, Yue Peng! This sword was given to the elder martial brother by Elder Lan Fang, himself! Before he died, he accepted his elder martial brother as a close disciple, taught him martial arts, and passed on the sword. All the members of the Yuehua Sect knew about it! I found out that you were practicing martial arts, and there was a sign that you were possessed by Qi deviation. I was afraid that we would tear you apart, so I made this plan and planted the elder martial brother. How cruel your heart is!” 

There was an uproar under the stage. Many people had seen that Han Changsheng’s sword technique was the same as Elder Lan Fang’s. Indeed, the sword might have been missing, but how could it be stolen? It was clear who was telling the truth and who was lying. 

“Li Jiulong? If I remember correctly, wasn’t it Li Jiulong that captured the evil Yin and Yang Sha Twins?!”

At once, many people responded, “Yes, yes, that’s him! He turned out to be a young hero!”

“Elder Lan Fang had both moral integrity and talent. His chosen disciples are absolutely trustworthy in character and martial arts.”

“I thought it was strange that the young disciples of the Yuehua Sect could kill Elder Lanfang and old man Xuanji. How could they do it? As expected, it was Yue Peng, a child whose words were all lies and who planted his own disciples! Hateful, hateful indeed!”

Lu Wenlin stepped forward and looked at Han Changsheng brightly and said, “I thought you were an unjust man. It’s a pity that you are good at martial arts. It turns out that you were planted and framed. It’s really good! I will continue to practice hard and challenge you!” 

Han Changsheng’s heart cluttered for a moment, and he had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, when Lu Wenlin spoke, countless eyes shot upwards. Lu Wenlin, the only son of the current Wulin Alliance leader, was a famous martial arts maniac in the world. Many people dreamed of fighting against him. What Lu Wenlin said now was… a challenge to Han Changsheng?!

Honghua didn’t know what had happened before, but now he was also at a loss. “Lin-er?” 

Wenlin went back to Honghua and spoke in a loud voice, “Dad, I’ve fought him. He beat me to pieces with just one move. I believe what he said just now. It is impossible for a person with a bad mind to practice such martial arts!” 

Han Changsheng almost fell from the stage. 

The whole top of the mountain exploded in an instant. 

“One move?!” 

“This guy beat the leader’s son!” 

“Wait a minute, didn’t there used to be a pair of masked double swordsmen in the arena? The sword technique is very similar to Li Jiulong…” 

“Yes, they are the two masked swordsmen! Li Jiulong is the more powerful one. He defeated An Yuan and the young master with one move!” 

Yue Peng was also a little confused about the development of the matter, but he knew the trend was gone. Since Han Changsheng was forced to lose his mind just then, his defeat had been irretrievable. Taking advantage of everyone’s surprise at Han Changsheng’s arrival, Yue Peng suddenly turned around and jumped from the stage, ready to escape. 

Han Changsheng wanted to catch up with him, but he caught sight of An Yuan and stopped at the last moment. An Yuan rushed to Yue Peng and stabbed him with his sword. Han Changsheng had taken Yue Peng’s sword, but he turned his wrist and drew a dagger from his waist. In an instant, he threw it at An Yuan. Han Changsheng’s heart immediately pulled up, wanting to help, but it was too late. However, although An Yuan had no help in the air, he successfully turned over and avoided it with his sword on the ground, then jumped to block Yue Peng’s way. 

With no more weapons, Yue Peng curled his hands into hooked claws and locked An Yuan’s throat with one move. He raised An Yuan, and was the one who taught him martial arts. In fact, he kept a lot of secrets from him. He had kept almost every set of swordsmanship skills hidden because An Yuan had the most essential thing he needed.  He was so afraid that one day, An Yuan would have outstanding talent because he was brilliant among the many disciples of the Yuehua Sect. When Yue Peng saw the man who was chasing him was An Yuan, he took it lightly. 

He was confident that An Yuan was not his opponent. He didn’t expect An Yuan to step back. His chest ached–An Yuan’s sword had already pierced his heart. 

Over the past half-year, An Yuan’s martial arts had improved rapidly, and he was no longer his second disciple.

An Yuan’s concealed weapon, and the several moves it took to subdue Yue Peng, were also very beautiful, quite like Lan Fang’s demeanor in the old days. Unfortunately, Han Changsheng had already stolen the limelight, so few people applauded his wonderful moves. 

An Yuan stared coldly at Yue Peng, but his sword didn’t move forward. After a while, he opened his eyes and said, “Leader, Yue Peng has committed many crimes. In addition to my father, there were many homicide cases such as the Xiu Daomen whose blame falls on him. Please handle it fairly.” He still couldn’t kill his father’s enemy. 

Honghua signaled to his subordinates and several people rushed up to tie up Yue Peng.

Honghua walked past An Yuan, nodding to him as he patted him on the shoulder, then came to Han Changsheng. Looking into Han Changsheng’s eyes, Honghua hugged his shoulder. “Okay, okay! Young talents, the future of the Wulin lies in your generation!”

Han Changsheng shed tears before speaking. It was really hard to be a bad person.