Chapter 663: 746 Male-Female Pairing
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Everyone couldn’t sit still, each stood up with horror on their faces.
"Domain?!" The elders exclaimed in surprise.
Su Huang had seen it once before, and was relatively calm at the moment.
Even Kong Qianchi raised an eyebrow, murmuring, "Why does this feel like Xuan Yuan Sect Leader’s Heaven and Earth Lose Color Domain..."
The girl riding on the Immortal Crane took a sip of Immortal Drunk, as if she had known beforehand, a gleam of insight in her eyes.
"Is that what Song Jun referred to as strange?" Feng Hao, observing from afar, had heard Song Jun mention this. In this black-and-white world, all senses would slow down, and in battles between the strong, this kind of delay could be fatal.
On the plaza, all the disciples were dumbfounded.
The colorful world before them suddenly turned to only black and white, and they even felt their movements slow down.
Under their astonished gazes, Chen Mo moved. He was completely unaffected by this influence; instead, under this effect, the disciples on the field could only see afterimages. In less than a minute, a series of muffled sounds echoed, and dozens of figures were flung out of the plaza, landing heavily outside.
"This damn thing is a Blue Body?" Among the observing disciples, someone couldn’t help but curse out loud.
With such combat power, it was believable to say he had an Immortal Body.
Nangong Yue’s eyes were full of excitement, watching the flashing figure, her heart pounding fiercely.
In less than half a stick of incense, two-thirds of the people on the field were eliminated.
Less than a hundred remained on the field.
Wow!
After the shock, a wave of excited screams erupted around the plaza, never-ending, many people even straining their throats to shout.
A scene of one person fighting the whole field, how magnificent it was.
"No... impossible." Song Jun’s eyes widened, utterly incredulous, he shouted towards the field: "Don’t go head-to-head with him, stall, delay time, as long as there are more than ten people when time’s up, he’ll also be eliminated."
There were still a fair number of Song Jun’s people on the field.
Though it was simulated that half of them were Song Jun’s people, Chen Mo couldn’t recognize who they were.
So for him, apart from himself and Nangong Yue, they all could be eliminated.
Rather kill wrongly than let go.
Amidst the thunderous shouting in the stands, players were continuously knocked out of the arena at the edge of the plaza, and the scribes nearby quickly registered those who were knocked out.
As if they heard Song Jun’s voice, the disciples belonging to Song Jun on the field immediately gathered together, keeping a tight eye on Chen Mo. They didn’t initiate an attack but planned to use the rules to get eliminated along with him.
This move made Chen Mo’s lips curl slightly, just saving him the trouble of eliminating them one by one.
"Stay close to me," Chen Mo turned back and said to Nangong Yue, then stepped firmly forward, a surge of powerful True Qi bursting forth from within, the overwhelming strength of the Half-Step Golden Core Realm sweeping across the field.
"Half-Step Golden Core..."
Unsurprisingly, the site erupted into an uproar once again.
A month ago, wasn’t he still just at Foundation Establishment Perfection?
How did he reach Half-Step Golden Core now?
With his Blue Body physique, even if he consumed Treasure Medicine daily without considering whether his body could endure it, he couldn’t reach Half-Step Golden Core in one month.
Because the worse the physique, the less effective the absorption of Treasure Medicine.
If it couldn’t be absorbed quickly, the medicinal power would only accumulate in the body, eventually clogging the meridians and turning into toxic residue; after all, medicine is three parts poison.
The most shocked were Song Jun and Feng Hao.
They were almost dumbfounded.
"How is it possible, this... this is impossible, how could his cultivation speed be faster than mine with such a Blue Body?"
Seeing this scene, Song Jun almost collapsed.
To him, even if the Outer Sect Disciple Tournament didn’t erase the shame Chen Mo brought him a month ago, he still had a chance.
After all, he was an Orange Body, and Chen Mo was just a Blue Body.
In the short term, it may not show a difference, but over ten, twenty, thirty years, with the difference in physique, he believed he could leave him far behind.
But today’s events left him unsure.
Chen Mo’s figure moved, time was limited. He directly charged into the group of dozens, with Nangong Yue following behind him to prevent anyone from attacking her while Chen Mo was fighting.
Chen Mo’s afterimage sliced through the air, in the face of absolute strength, any strategy was useless.
Trying to stall him, however, neither in strength nor speed were they a match for Chen Mo.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Muted sounds echoed one after another, accompanied by cries of anguish, one disciple after another was sent out of the plaza by Chen Mo.
"Don’t, don’t, I’m not with... them..."
As Chen Mo’s fist aimed at a big-bellied disciple, the latter quickly pleaded, claiming not to be with them, asking for mercy.
Chen Mo’s action paused, withdrawing his fist, just readying to attack others when he turned back.
The big-bellied disciple suddenly launched a sneak attack.
"Watch out." Nangong Yue screamed, even rushing towards Chen Mo, seemingly wanting to block the sneak attack for Chen Mo.
However, Chen Mo’s senses were astonishing.
With everyone else slowed due to Heaven and Earth Lose Color, the big-bellied disciple’s sneak attack posed no threat to Chen Mo.
He turned to embrace Nangong Yue’s waist, sidestepped to dodge, then lifted his leg and kicked the big-bellied disciple in the stomach. At the moment of contact, there was a slight spring back, and then the latter’s figure flew high and landed heavily outside the plaza, passing out.
Just then, the sound of something breaking through the air came from Chen Mo’s left side, targeting the Nangong Yue in his arms.
"Kick him," Chen Mo tightly hugged Nangong Yue’s waist, using his hands to lift her off the ground, changing her position, and hearing Chen Mo’s words, she lifted her leg and fiercely kicked the sneak attack disciple in the face.
Compared to Chen Mo’s strength, Nangong Yue’s was undoubtedly much weaker, not enough to kick the sneak attacker out of the plaza, just knocking him to the ground. Quickly, rubbing his face in pain, Chen Mo followed up with a kick, sending him out of the plaza.
This scene, in the eyes of the surrounding disciples, seemed like they were performing an unusual partner dance.
Crucially, both had outstanding looks, appearing to be a perfect pair.
Nangong Yue’s pretty face blushed a bit, feeling the large hand at her waist, her body seemed a bit weak.
"Don’t daze off."
"What?"
"Ah..."
With a scream, Nangong Yue was tossed high by Chen Mo.
Seeing no hope in stalling, the remaining disciples split into several directions, surrounding and attacking Chen Mo.