Free Web NovelOn the arena.
When enemies meet, their eyes turn red, and the atmosphere was already quite tense.
But hearing those familiar voices cheering him on, Li Mo felt his toes curl, and he didn't even notice Wang Hao's predatory gaze.
Please stop chanting.
“Let me see what you're made of, Li Shidi.”
Wang Hao's Inner Breath surged, and his Qi had already locked onto Li Mo opposite him.
The moment Qian Bufan's 'Begin' fell, he shot towards Li Mo like an arrow released from a bowstring.
His fists faintly emitted a black glow, clearly indicating he was wearing special gauntlets.
With a punch, the whooshing wind seemed to roar like tigers and leopards, and the sound of Inner Breath swirling was like thunder.
Many in the Qingyuan Sect recognized this move of his.
That was Inner Sect Executive Fu Tu's signature skill, a superior Martial Art, Tiger-Leopard Thunder Hand.
“Good move.”
A sense of excitement surged within Li Mo as well.
Counting it, this was his first proper fight; the last time he fought Cui Peng, Cui Peng was already at low health and was killed after only a few exchanges.
He didn't draw his sword.
With a tremor of his bones and muscles, Qi Blood surged through his thirty-six meridians, his waist twisted, and he met the punch head-on.
Wang Hao was first startled, then the corner of his mouth curved into a sinister smile.
It seemed the opponent was relying on his reputation, unwilling to use the Chixiao Sword and its weapon advantage?
He had originally been worried that his gauntlets wouldn't withstand the sharpness of a Mystic Weapon for long.
Li Mo's action played right into his hands.
Facing a higher Realm enemy, not using full strength immediately, and even being arrogant due to Face.
Today, he would make the other party taste what extreme cruelty was like...
But could he really?
“Ah? A Qi Blood Realm fighting an Inner Breath Realm, and not even using a weapon?”
“Not only no weapon, he doesn't seem to be using any Martial Arts either.”
“Li Zhenchuan has a Body Refining foundation; I often see him in Shenfeng Cave, so maybe he has other reliance?”
“Even Body Refining to the extreme of Qi Blood Realm can't be that exaggerated, otherwise everyone would go Body Refining, who would learn other Martial Arts.”
“Isn't his Dao of Sword attainment impressive?”
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A Qi Blood Realm not holding a weapon, and an Inner Breath Realm using ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) a weapon, engaging in close combat.
Who wouldn't be confused by this?
However... the two fists instantly collided.
Clang—
Flesh fist against gauntlet, it actually produced a sound like a bell ringing.
A circle of dust spread out from the center of the two.
A figure staggered backward, leaving a series of deep pits on the ground.
When they saw who was retreating, everyone stayed rooted to the spot as if they had seen a ghost.
It was Wang Hao!
Wang Hao's Face was pale, his smile frozen at the corner of his mouth.
The arm that had just clashed was trembling uncontrollably.
He hadn't practiced Body Refining, but that didn't mean his physical quality was poor; even without Inner Breath, he was no worse than ordinary exotic beasts. And he had just used Inner Breath.
How could Li Mo's strength be so great?
Before his thoughts could settle.
The young man opposite him disappeared from his original spot.
Of course, he didn't disappear out of thin air.
Wind Shadow Step.
Wang Hao also utilized his footwork.
However, Li Mo's figure swept in like a passing gale, following him like a shadow.
What was Xiao Li thinking now?
Hmm... On the arena, intentional killing is not allowed; he was wondering if it was not good to beat the opponent to death.
Let alone taking out a hammer.
Even if he used his sword, the sharpness of Chixiao, coupled with the sword techniques he had spent a lot of Martial Arts Comprehension on while oscillating between Ice Cube and Jiang Chulong, Wang Hao would definitely not be able to withstand them.
Also.
He also wanted to try to see where the upper limit of this body, which couldn't even break through the Inner Breath Realm with ultimate techniques, truly lay.
In an instant.
Li Mo appeared in front of Wang Hao.
The two looked at each other for a moment.
Being stared at by those fiery pupils, Wang Hao felt an inexplicable chill in his heart and swallowed hard.
But then, a shameful anger rose within him.
In the history of the Nine Peaks Martial Meet.
Never had an Inner Breath Jade Liquid Realm looked so bad in front of a Qi Blood Realm.
He was angry, but it was useless.
A sharp pain came from his waist, temporarily depriving him of the ability to think.
“Inner Armor?”
“So, you're quite resistant to beatings, huh?”
Li Mo frowned.
When he punched just now, the sensation wasn't that he hit the opponent's body.
“Wait...”
A bad premonition rose in Wang Hao's heart, and he didn't even have time to finish his sentence.
“Li Zhenchuan was ambushed by Wang Hao?”
“No, Wang Hao was ambushed by Li Zhenchuan!”
Again, Tiger-Leopard Thunder Hand collided with an ordinary punch.
Crack—
The gauntlet was dented.
Seizing the opportunity, Li Mo, while the opponent's mind was shaken, kicked him when he was down, delivering an elbow strike to his chest.
The Six Harmonies Fist's 'Qi Through' was used by him in a fluid manner.
Fist, elbow, knee strike...
Bang bang bang—
Wang Hao, wearing Inner Armor, was brutally beaten by Li Mo on the arena. His liquefied Inner Breath was completely useless at this moment, only able to protect his vital points.
He wasn't without attempts to counterattack.
But... he couldn't break through his defense at all!
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Bang bang bang bang—
“I... I give...”
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The bluestone ground was now hammered into a spiderweb-like crack pattern.
Compared to a duel between experts, this looked more like a street brawl.
And it was a one-sided beating of an adult hitting a child.
The scene was once extremely brutal.
“Gulp... Oh... My god...”
“Is this Li Zhenchuan... human?”
“Fortunately, he advised me not to urinate anywhere last time, and I agreed, otherwise it's hard to say if I'd be incontinent now...”
“Li Zhenchuan usually looks gentle and like a good person, how can he be so terrifying when he starts fighting?”
“Don't forget who his Master is...”
......
Many eyes at this moment couldn't bear to look at the stage.
Especially when they saw Wang Hao trying to crawl off the arena to surrender, only to be grabbed by the ankle by a hand and dragged back, his fingernails leaving ten marks on the ground, everyone couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.
Too brutal.
Those who brought family members quickly covered the children's eyes.
“Phew, fortunately, I didn't fight with Brother Li...”
Xiao Qin sighed deeply.
Frankly speaking, Wang Hao was currently stronger than him. If he were to Face the opponent, and his Master didn't help, he wouldn't even have a 10% chance of winning.
“Master, is this the benefit you spoke of, where Qi Blood Realm's foundation is stronger than ordinary people's?”
“Were you that strong in the Qi Blood Realm back then?”
Lao Xiao, who hadn't seen much of the world, asked.
“Uh... Hmm, almost... I guess.”
Martial Venerable Qianxing's voice was a bit ethereal.
“Master, why is your voice weak?”
Xiao Qin was puzzled. Hadn't Master recovered a lot after using the submerged yin soul nurturing wood?
“Cough cough, oh, this Li Xiaoyou, he's a bit beyond my expectations as your Master.”
“And the soul nurturing wood doesn't take effect that quickly.”
Martial Venerable Qianxing's aged voice still hadn't recovered its former profoundness.
He was also dumbfounded.
How many meridians did this kid have?
Did he misjudge him?
“It's good to be alive...”
Lin Jiang swallowed, his palms sweating as he vigorously wiped them on his clothes.
Although Brother Li's fists didn't land on him, just thinking about it sent shivers down his spine.
“Mm-hmm!”
Murong Xiao nodded vigorously.
Good thing he reacted quickly back then; thinking about it now, that was truly the wisest decision he ever made in his life.
At this moment, the surrounding gazes on them no longer held any doubt, only admiration and praise.
They weren't fixing matches.
This was called foresight!
On the high platform.
Shang Wu waved her delicate fists, her apricot eyes flickering with relief; she had indeed chosen her Baby Disciple well.
She suddenly stood up, her gaze sweeping over the many stunned Elders.
She sank her Qi into her Dantian:
“Haters, speak up!”
