Chapter 913

"Young Master Su, did you find anything? Who's the murderer? "Huang Huafeng, Xiao Liang, Sha Wanhao, and the rest saw Mengqi take a step back and hurriedly asked for the result.

Duan Rui's eyes were filled with anticipation, hoping that Mengqi could clear his name and prove his innocence.

Mengqi said in a low voice, "It's indeed Duan Rui."

"What …" Duan Rui exclaimed in shock, unable to conceal his disappointment and anger. Even the Killing Blade, who was known for his chivalry, had wrongly accused him?

"You scoundrel!" Huang Huafeng could no longer restrain himself. His palms were like a venomous dragon as he pounced on Duan Rui. "Give me back my father's life!"

"Avenge Master!" Xiao Liang and the other elders also attacked.

Duan Rui's eyes were spitting fire. His slightly childish and stubborn face was filled with an expression that bordered on madness.

"You've wrongly accused me! You've framed me! "

He strode forward, pulling with his left palm and pushing with his right. He was using the Elite-gathering Sect's entry-level "Five Animals Dispersing Hands". However, the force was heavy, and the wind was strong. As he pulled and pushed, several Six or Seven Acupores masters staggered, revealing numerous openings. It was as if he had turned something rotten into something magical.

"You've framed me!" Duan Rui did not dodge. Instead, he advanced. His voice was thunderous and he was like a ferocious tiger.

Although his every move was ordinary, when he used it, it gave off a feeling of returning to simplicity. It was pure and powerful, and he beat seven or eight Elite-gathering Sect masters into a sorry state.

The Elite-gathering Sect did not have any Eight or Nine Acupores masters. Faced with the terrifying Duan Rui, they could only form a formation to resist and call for help, hoping that the seniors and young heroes would lend a hand.

Sha Wanhao was dumbfounded. Duan Rui had only been in the Elite-gathering Sect for two years. Before that, he was just a beggar with some martial arts skills. But now, he had reached the Four Acupores realm, and his combat ability was close to that of an Eight Acupores master!

Other than Mengqi and Qi Zhengyan, the rest of the elders and arresters were shocked. When they heard that Duan Rui had fought his way out of the Elite-gathering Sect, they thought it was a joke. Although the Elite-gathering Sect had disciples more mediocre than the previous three generations, a starving camel was still bigger than a horse. Even without an Eight or Nine Acupores master, there were still a lot of Six or Seven Acupores masters. Who knew the rumors were true. Duan Rui who had only practiced martial arts for two years!

Six Fan School's Governor Arrester Wang had his duty. He immediately got up and approached Duan Rui using the Eight Diagrams. He was only at Eight Acupores, so he did not dare to be careless in the face of Duan Rui's strength.

It was as if Duan Rui had eyes on the back of his head. As soon as Arrester Wang got close, he kicked the Purple Gold Crown. The sound of the wind was heavy, and the force was pure. It was as if he was a kick master who had practiced for decades.

Arrester Wang slashed his palm at Duan Rui's ankle. When the two collided, he took three steps back as if he was struck by lightning. His face turned from black to white.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Sha Wanhao, Lin Baozhi, and Dou Wutong joined forces to attack.

Lin Baozhi was the strongest among them. He had opened Nine Acupores, but he was a step behind them.

"You set me up!" Duan Rui gritted his teeth and overlapped his palms, forcing Huang Huafeng and the others to defend themselves. Then, he spun on the spot and flew into the air. His legs kicked out continuously, and the sound was like thunder.

Normally, those who had not reached the Exterior, or had no special skills, or were not strong enough would have to keep their feet on the ground when fighting. Once they lost their foundation, it was easy to be taken advantage of. After all, it was not easy to change moves, and it was difficult to change moves. However, Duan Rui's leg movements seemed to have been practiced for many years. There were very few flaws, and he seemed to be able to use the opponent's block to change moves at any time. He was indeed a kick master.

Dou Wutong used a pair of Judge's Brushes, and Sha Wanhao's sword art was exquisite. They attacked Duan Rui's legs at the same time.

Duan Rui kicked the Judge's Brushes and the sword body, and used the momentum to kick higher and higher. He suddenly jumped onto the beam and was about to jump out of the hall. It seemed that he was not a reckless person and did not want to be surrounded.

After Dou Wutong and Sha Wanhao blocked Duan Rui's attack, they each took a step back. Their expressions changed a few times, and finally returned to normal, but it was too late.

Lin Baozhi was a step behind. When he saw the situation, he jumped up and pounced on Duan Rui like a goshawk hunting a rabbit.

At that moment, Duan Rui suddenly used Thousand Pounds Falling and fell to the ground, running toward the door. He had used a trick to deceive Lin Baozhi, who was the strongest, and found a good opportunity to escape!

However, his eyes suddenly froze. "Killing Blade" Su Meng was standing in front of the door, as if he had known that he would leave!

His saber and sword were behind him, and his hands were hanging low. He was not holding any weapons, just waiting for him casually, as if he was a devil blocking his escape.

"Fight!" Duan Rui did not dare to be careless. He clenched his teeth, clenched his right hand into a fist, and used all his strength.

This punch was unusually heavy. The wind disappeared, and even the wind seemed to be crushed.

Mengqi's finger flicked out, the tip of his finger constantly trembling. With one finger, it changed completely, creating layers of afterimages. All of them were a mixture of real and fake, difficult to distinguish. If one could not distinguish them, he would not be able to block this finger.

Duan Rui's strength was not bad, and he could turn something rotten into something magical. However, his knowledge was shallow, and he could not see through the mystery. When Mengqi's finger touched his fist, he immediately felt numb, and his whole arm swelled and hurt.

However, he was not discouraged. He took the opportunity when the fist and finger met to send out his genuine Qi.

Mengqi felt that Duan Rui's strength was so great that it was almost comparable to his Four Acupores when he was cultivating Eight Nine Mysteries. But what was surprising was that under the pure inner force, there were traces of sinister and strange genuine Qi. They tried to drill into his body and destroy his meridians and organs, causing all kinds of damage.

It seemed that Arrester Wang, Sha Wanhao, and Dou Wutong had fallen into their trap!

Mengqi was not surprised or angry. He actively dissipated his genuine Qi, transforming life into death, and at the same time, dispelling the traces of sinister genuine Qi. Then, turning death into life, the abundant genuine Qi rushed out and rushed into Duan Rui's body, sealing all his major Aperture acupoints when he was caught off guard.

With one finger pointed and four fingers opened, Mengqi grabbed Duan Rui's right fist and captured him. The whole process was so smooth that Sha Wanhao, Huang Huafeng, and the others looked at each other. Duan Rui, whom they had tried so hard to capture, could not even block one finger from "Killing Blade" Su Meng. He was not even qualified to use his saber or sword!

How could the gap in strength be so huge?

They were both at the enlightenment period, but he was said to have only opened seven or eight Apertures. How could he be so powerful?

They suddenly felt that it was infuriating to compare themselves with others. Previously, they did not witness the process of Black Butterfly being taken down by "Killing Blade" Su Meng. At most, they felt that it was a well-deserved reputation. But now, they could not stop their frustration and sighing!

Mengqi did not care about the change in their gazes. Instead, he frowned slightly and pondered over his own problem.

He deliberately did not finish his sentence earlier because he wanted to see Duan Rui's moves and determine his kung fu.

From the point of view of turning something rotten into something magical, perhaps Duan Rui had really practiced the first volume of Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture, which was one of the manuals that Senior Brother Zhen Chang had accidentally kicked off the cliff when he and Junior Brother discovered him stealing the scripture.

But what about the insidious zhenqi?

Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture could improve one's aptitude and raise the level of one's kung fu, turning something rotten into something magical, but it was not a skill that could cultivate genuine Qi. Could it be that Duan Rui had practiced a demonic skill that was enhanced by Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture?

Was this demonic skill taught by his so-called adoptive father?

Was Duan Rui's schizophrenia related to this?

Was his adoptive father really crazy or just pretending to be crazy?

Suppressing all kinds of questions, Mengqi looked at Duan Rui's aggrieved and stubborn eyes and Huang Huafeng's eagerness to take revenge. He said in a low voice, "The murderer is Duan Rui, but also not Duan Rui."

"Huh?" Everyone, including Duan Rui himself, was baffled.

Mengqi explained, "I suspect that Duan Rui suffers from Soul-dissociating Syndrome, or the legendary case of having two souls in one body. The one who killed your sect leader is another him hiding in Duan Rui's body."

There were cases of Soul-dissociating Syndrome and having two souls in one body in this world. Arrester Wang, Sha Wanhao, and the others naturally understood what Mengqi meant.

"Really?" Huang Huafeng said with a complicated expression, "But even if he suffers from Soul-dissociating Syndrome, he still has to pay with his life!"

"What's Soul-dissociating Syndrome?" Duan Rui was puzzled.

Mengqi thought for a moment and said, "It means that there is an evil spirit hiding in your body. He will occasionally control you and make you do things that you normally don't want to do. When you wake up, you won't remember doing it at all. Think about it carefully. Have you ever encountered a similar situation where something inexplicably changed around you?"

Duan Rui's symptoms were relatively mild. If two souls or two personalities could talk and communicate freely, then he would be considered a terminal illness, such as Gu Xiaosang.

Duan Rui's expression changed drastically. After a moment of silence, he said, "Yes, when I was a beggar, if someone bullied me, I could find their bodies nearby the next day …"

"Master Su, Master Su, save me. I don't want to be controlled by an evil spirit!" He begged bitterly.

No one else interrupted, except for Huang Huafeng who said urgently, "Young Master Su, a life for a life. My father can't die in vain!"

Duan Rui turned his head and looked at Huang Huafeng. "Fifth Senior Brother, regardless of whether I'm controlled by an evil spirit or not, since this happened because of me, I must take responsibility. When the evil spirit is eliminated and everything returns to normal, you can do whatever you want with me."

He had a simple idea. He didn't want to die with the evil spirit because he was afraid that it would haunt him again in his next life.

Huang Huafeng, Xiao Liang, and the others fell silent and hesitated. Revenge was indeed satisfying, but if Duan Rui could atone for his crime, it would be more valuable to the sect to have such a powerful fighter …

"We'll talk about it after we eliminate the evil spirit. If we can't, we'll kill him." Huang Huafeng gritted his teeth. "Oh right, we have to invite a famous doctor to confirm that it's really the Soul-dissociating Syndrome."

They couldn't just follow whatever 'Killing Blade' Su Meng said, could they?

Arrester Wang stepped forward. "Young Master Su, Duan Rui has the 'evil spirit' and is extremely dangerous. We can't let him move around freely. We must put him in prison. If you want to try to treat him, you can go to the prison."

"Okay." Mengqi didn't know how to treat the Soul-dissociating Syndrome. He just wanted to find a quiet place to interrogate Duan Rui to see if he practiced the Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture and where the demonic art came from.

Duan Rui was in a trance but he had no objection to this.