I'm Really a Villain-Chapter 1194: Slay, Big Mouth Mountain Ghost

The scorching sun devoured the void, and the blade's light consumed the sun.

The searing radiance melted everything as it descended from the firmament above.

Hong Yu grinned and muttered to himself, "An interesting one has arrived."

Xu Zimei stepped lightly into the air, one foot pressing against the child formed from the masked man's transformation.

Like a falling meteor, he descended from the heavens above.

"It's Xuan Quan," someone on the Nine Ghosts Academy side immediately recognized and shouted. freёnovelkiss.com

"Why has Xuan Quan turned into this?"

"You don't know, do you? It belongs to the Extreme Yang Mountain Ghost lineage. Every month, on one day, Extreme Yang reverses to Yin.

It reverts to a smaller form during this time, which has both advantages and disadvantages."

"And who is the figure above?"

Amidst the murmuring of a few individuals, a resounding explosion was heard.

The child's body slammed into the earth, while Xu Zimei stood atop its corpse.

"Who are you to dare wreak havoc within our Nine Ghosts Academy?" Wu Daozi stood up and shouted sternly.

Beside him, Ye Mi murmured softly.

Wu Daozi furrowed his brows slightly, seemingly deliberating something in his mind.

Xu Zimei scanned his surroundings. He hadn't anticipated that their fierce duel would inadvertently tear apart the spatial wall of this void.

"Want to come up and fight?" Hong Yu's voice echoed from nearby.

Xu Zimei glanced at him in confusion.

"I challenge your Nine Ghosts Academy on behalf of Seven Gods Academy," Hong Yu declared again.

"You've got it wrong. I'm not from Nine Ghosts Academy," Xu Zimei replied.

"It doesn't matter. I just want an opponent of equal strength," Hong Yu said with a smirk.

"How about it? Care for a fight?"

"Hong Yu," Feng Buxiu frowned and called from above.

"Do not act recklessly."

"Dean, you don't get to control my affairs," Hong Yu turned to reply.

"As long as I handle matters with Nine Ghosts Academy, you needn't worry."

"You…" Feng Buxiu's expression grew grim, his right hand pointing at Hong Yu, yet he was unable to utter a word for a while.

A man in white robes standing nearby comforted him, "Dean, don't be upset. Hong Yu has always been like this."

Wu Daozi, standing to the side, smirked with some schadenfreude. "Seven Gods Academy certainly knows how to educate its students."

"That's none of Dean Wu's concern," Feng Buxiu responded indifferently.

"At least our academy's students aren't worthless. One of them can contend against thousands."

Wu Daozi narrowed his eyes slightly, understanding that Feng Buxiu's remark was a veiled jab at Nine Ghosts Academy.

The nine ghost disciples couldn't even handle one opponent.

...…

On the arena stage, Hong Yu looked at Xu Zimei and continued smirking, "What's wrong, are you afraid?"

Xu Zimei remained silent for a while before smiling faintly and stepping onto the arena stage.

"I don't spar; I only decide life or death. Do you still wish to fight?"

"Fight. I like people like you," Hong Yu chuckled lightly.

He extended his tongue to lick his lips as if spotting a delectable prey, his gaze fixed on Xu Zimei.

"You carry an aura that fascinates me—dark elements, isn't it?"

Xu Zimei slowly stretched out his hand, where waves of demonic qi churned and surged in his palm.

"Are you referring to this?"

"Demonic qi, which counts as a dark element. I like it," Hong Yu said, licking his lips and smiling in satisfaction.

"Just hope your appetite isn't too big, or you might choke on it," Xu Zimei responded.

Hong Yu sneered coldly, a beast-like roar emerging from his mouth.

His legs were enveloped in swirling currents of jing qi.

He charged forward at lightning speed.

Beneath him, the Heaven-reaching Willow emitted sharp cracking sounds.

He punched, creating waves of wind that surged fiercely toward Xu Zimei's face.

Powerful mad winds tore through the air.

Xu Zimei also raised his fist, and their fists collided. A burst of tremendous jing qi rippled outward from the center of their clash.

The residual impact of the jing qi broke nearby willow trees into fragments.

Neither used any weapons, exchanging several rounds of combat bare-handed.

"Hundred Flame Buddha Leg, Divine Dream Claw."

Hong Yu's hands transformed into sharp claws resembling that of a vulture, razor-sharp.

His legs burned like roaring flames, exuding a Buddha-like radiance that flashed brilliantly.

With every claw strike, a five-finger imprint was left on the willow-like platform beneath his feet.

And every step he took caused the earth to tremble.

...…

Atop the high platform, Wu Daozi frowned and said, "When did Seven Gods Academy produce such a figure? I had no idea."

Hong Yu's moves were extraordinary; his prowess was evidently remarkable.

Nine Ghosts Academy wasn't merely an academy—it collected and documented information from other forces within the Ghost God Realm.

Hong Yu, however, had been so low-profile that no one had noticed him before; he simply hadn't been noteworthy.

"This is an oversight in academy intelligence," Ye Mi directly admitted without arguing.

"And what about the other one? The one you mentioned came with Heavenly Saint Academy?" Wu Daozi asked again.

"Yes, it's said that during the emergence of malicious intent before, he helped out, which is why he was brought to the Ghost God Realm," Ye Mi replied.

"If he wins this duel, find a way to keep him in the academy," Wu Daozi remarked, narrowing his eyes.

Ye Mi remained silent for a while before eventually nodding.

...

"Brilliant Holy Seal," Hong Yu called out as he unleashed his move.

In front of him, a colossal seal shone with blazing radiance, seemingly capable of purifying everything.

It oscillated within the void, surging toward Xu Zimei to strike.

Xu Zimei simultaneously formed seals with both hands, gathering the Swastika into existence.

It carried a dense aura of the Sea of Blood and Asura.

When the two seals collided, as one of the Ten Divine Techniques, the Swastika naturally prevailed.

It destroyed Hong Yu's seal outright, advancing further to strike him.

"Interesting," Hong Yu said as he reassembled his power.

"Burning Spirit Monster Finger."

Black spiritual energy swirled like a devouring vortex around his right index finger, which clashed with the Swastika.

A deafening explosion rang out as their figures rapidly split apart.

Hong Yu planted his right hand into the ground, using the Divine Dream Claw to carve a deep fissure.

He then lifted his head solemnly and said, "The Ten Divine Techniques?"

"Oh, you actually recognize them," Xu Zimei said with a smile.

"What's your connection to the Ouyang Family?" Hong Yu asked.

"Not close," Xu Zimei replied.

"Doesn't matter. The Ten Great Families' influence doesn't extend here to the Ghost God Realm," Hong Yu said, grinning cruelly.

In the next moment, his neck began to rotate.

It spun an astonishing three hundred and sixteen degrees, like a grotesque mechanical dance, as his body kept twisting.

His expression contorted as his transformation began.

Two-thirds of his face was overtaken by an enormous mouth.

The mouth devoured everything, appearing bottomless and devoid of fangs, like an endless black hole.

The rest of his body transformed monstrously, with his skin turning dark brown.

Muscles clustered tightly together across his frame.

Certain areas even sprouted thick fur.

Hong Yu roared furiously at Xu Zimei as his voice grew sharper and more piercing.

"It's the Big Mouth Mountain Ghost," Wu Daozi said in astonishment.