Hai Ya had not yet spoken when Zeng Xinjian jumped out, "I'll fight you."
Hongjun glared at him and pushed him back.
Hai Ya shook his head, "I'm sorry, you are not qualified."
This was too much of an insult!
Mo Qi, once again settling for the next best option, pointed at Hei Shen, "I'll fight him."
Hei Shen also raised his head, "I'm sorry, you are not qualified."
At this moment, Lei Dong said arrogantly and confidently, "What's wrong? Are you afraid you can't beat me and will lose face?"
These words were too harsh!
Mo Qi almost fainted, so angry he felt like spitting blood.
However, the arrow was already on the string and had to be shot.
No matter what tricks you played, in the end, it was still strength that mattered, wasn't it?
Fine, if you refuse to step forward, I'll fight until you do.
Mo Qi beckoned to Lei Dong, "Kid, you're quite arrogant. Let your uncle teach you how to behave."
Lei Dong, feeling confident he could defeat the opponent, smirked with disdain, "Who knows who will teach whom."
Who accepted such a wayward disciple? Disrespectful and presumptuous.
Lei Dong stepped out from the crowd, facing Mo Qi, and began to form hand seals.
Mo Qi immediately vanished with a spatial technique.
Lei Dong looked around, nervously searching for Mo Qi's figure, and then used his Heavenly Eye divine ability to scan the area, but still found nothing.
Cold sweat beaded on his forehead. He looked at Hongjun and the others with a desperate plea in his eyes.
Hongjun shook his head repeatedly, looking like he was disappointed in his student's lack of progress.
Zeng Xinjian transmitted his voice to him, "Spatial technique! Don't worry, as long as..."
Before he could finish, Mo Qi suddenly appeared behind Lei Dong and unleashed thirty million small worlds upon him.
Lei Dong heard a rush of wind behind him and instinctively turned, raising his palm to meet the attack.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of deafening explosions followed, the air crackled, fierce winds raged, and dust and stones flew.
Lei Dong's body, like a withered leaf in the wind, was sent flying backward dozens of feet. He fell to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.
Mo Qi reappeared, as graceful as a jade tree in the wind. He clapped his hands and said casually, "Nephew, I'll teach you a lesson today. Don't try to be brave without the ability. If you dare to be brave, you'll get thrashed!"
"You are too presumptuous." Hongjun's face turned extremely grim. He raised his right hand, and a red light flashed within it.
Hai Ya quickly said, "Master, why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken? Someone of this level, if you make a move, it will dirty your hands. Let him go first." As he spoke, he gestured towards Hei Shen.
Hei Shen was now feeling a bit apprehensive. He had witnessed Lei Dong's defeat and felt that Mo Qi's cultivation had advanced further, and he might not be able to win.
Hei Shen mumbled and hesitated, unwilling to step forward.
Mo Qi pointed at Zeng Xinjian, "I want to fight him."
Zeng Xinjian, his eyes full of anticipation, immediately jumped out upon hearing this, "Alright, let's fight thoroughly, life and death are irrelevant."
Mo Qi snorted, "Agreed!"
Hai Ya was about to stop Zeng Xinjian, but Hongjun looked at him and shook his head, "Let him have his way."
At this point, Mo Qi's morale was high. He felt it was time to find someone who could suppress him and put him in his place, otherwise, he would become even more arrogant.
Thus, they both began to form hand seals.
A green lotus flower appeared above Mo Qi's head. He flicked his finger, and the green lotus bloomed, emitting a green halo that spread in all directions.
A halo appeared on Zeng Xinjian's chest. It spun rapidly, its edges shimmering with radiant colors and surging flames. From within the halo, streams of light and shadow traversed, twisting and rotating in the air, gradually condensing into form. Thus, massive beasts like tigers, leopards, and bears materialized in mid-air, pouncing towards Mo Qi.
The foremost was a tiger. It opened its gaping maw and exhaled, unleashing an infinite stream of energy that blew away the green light.
However, the tiger-shaped light projection, whether due to overexertion or having fulfilled its purpose, gradually faded.
The leopard-shaped light projection, the bear-shaped light projection, and others continued their fierce assault, one after another, in a dazzling display.
Some light projections were engulfed in flames, making the entire space burn exceptionally intensely.
Some light projections were sharp, and as they traversed, the bloody aura emanating from their fangs tore through the layers of air.
The pungent smell of blood spread infinitely, causing nausea and a chilling sensation.
Mo Qi endured the discomfort, continuously projecting the green lotus fire in circles, scattering those beastly light projections one by one, but the green light also dissipated.
Moreover, as the beasts in front faded, those behind them drew closer to Mo Qi, and he could feel the immense power of those aerial beasts more clearly.
As the beasts bared their fangs and claws, they tore through the air inch by inch, leaving wounds on his body.
Mo Qi gradually felt the pain and realized he was injured. Greatly alarmed, he hastily retreated, his figure blurring.
Simultaneously, he unleashed the Burning Heaven Stone. The Burning Heaven Stone spun and expanded in the air, whistling forward like a rolling thunderclap, its rumbling continuous. In moments, it struck the foremost beast.
It was an eagle, which surprisingly caught the Burning Heaven Stone in its beak.
But it had no idea the Burning Heaven Stone could spew fire.
With a boom, a sea of fire engulfed the eagle. The fiery mass burned fiercely, turning the eagle into ashes in an instant.
However, the beastly light projections behind it took the opportunity to bypass the flames and pounce towards Mo Qi.
Mo Qi did not retreat. He flew forward, striking with his palms. Thirty million small worlds exploded in succession, the space rupturing in spherical blasts.
Beast after beast of light projection was destroyed.
But Mo Qi seemed to be caught in a melee, occasionally injured by the fragments of the light projections, with new wounds appearing frequently.
Zeng Xinjian watched, his blood boiling, "Today, I will avenge my family! Hahaha, your choice to fight me was a mistake, a path to your own demise."
Mo Qi snorted, "Beware of joy turning into sorrow."
He continued to unleash thirty million small worlds, his agile figure weaving through the light projections, taking the opportunity to consume some pills, appearing to be in full control.
Thus, a strange phenomenon occurred: although Mo Qi was covered in wounds, he always appeared full of vigor.
The Burning Heaven Stone, sometimes returning to Mo Qi's hand, sometimes being flung out, moved in sync with Mo Qi's figure, shuttling through the beastly light projections, as if two people were heavily surrounded and increasingly cornered.
In Zeng Xinjian's view, looking out, it was a world of beasts that had completely encircled Mo Qi. He seemed to be at the end of his rope, merely struggling in his final moments.
Zeng Xinjian was exceptionally excited, his eyes turning bloodshot as he madly channeled his spiritual power.
The beastly light projections surged forth incessantly, like an overwhelming tide, churning the seas and devouring the heavens.
"Die! Your death will not appease my hatred. I tell you, after you die, I will march to the Red Leaf Empire, annihilate your kin, capture your family alive, and torment them slowly..." Zeng Xinjian rambled on, lost in his frenzy.
Hongjun frowned repeatedly upon hearing this, but he made no move to stop him.
In his opinion, Mo Qi truly deserved to die.
Therefore, no matter how he died, it would not be excessive.
Meanwhile, Hei Shen watched from the side, his heart pounding. He felt that Zeng Xinjian would not win so easily, but he didn't know how to warn Zeng Xinjian. If he did, he might be accused of disrupting morale.