Not to boost others' morale while dampening one's own, those from Tianjie Academy truly have no hope of winning.
Unwilling but helpless!
Mo Qi sighed and slowly retreated.
However, at this moment, the fairy in the sky slowly spoke, "Since both sides have publicly announced their contestants, there is no reason to change. Otherwise, if Tianshen Academy changes, and you change again, it will be endless."
"Hurry up and begin."
Xing Mian's face showed embarrassment, and he repeatedly nodded, "Okay, okay, no more changes, no more changes!"
After speaking, he slumped down, his face ashen.
It was certain death!
As for Mo Qi, his blood was surging, thinking it was time for a great battle.
Not for anything else, but for the passion in his heart at this moment.
His gaze was firm, he put some medicinal herbs in his mouth and slowly walked onto the stage.
However, a chorus of boos came from the audience seats of Tianjie Academy: "Alas, we're doomed to lose!"
"What a pity, it would have been great if those five gods had returned earlier."
Li Sanlang also stood on the stage, looking up at the sky with a proud face.
Mo Qi scanned him with his divine sense. His cultivation was higher than his own, and he couldn't ascertain it. Roughly estimating, it should be the Mahayana stage.
Unlike the previous contestants, Li Sanlang had no obvious physical changes. He looked fair-skinned and handsome, like a jade tree facing the wind. The only similarity was his arrogance and disdain for others.
He stepped on a pair of wheels with fire. The flames licked the wheels, and as the wheels spun with a hum, they pushed him past in a flash, appearing incredibly swift, like teleportation.
A circular magic treasure spun at his fingertips, and an endless oppressive aura quietly spread out. Mo Qi couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart.
Li Sanlang cast a contemptuous glance at Mo Qi, "You're called Mo Xin? Such an ordinary person. Do you know that I, Li Sanlang, am famous in Dongsheng Continent?"
"I'm also famous in our Fengxi Village," Mo Qi said.
"Just admit defeat, you can't beat me," Li Sanlang said unhurriedly.
"If I can't beat you, I can bite you. That's how I'm famous in Fengxi Village."
Li Sanlang was enraged and roared, "Don't be ungrateful. I'm giving you a way out. If you don't admit defeat, I might not hold back when we start fighting. If I accidentally kill you, I won't be responsible. I've even killed dragons."
"Coincidentally, I've also killed dragons," Mo Qi said calmly. "I've also killed turtles."
"Your tongue is quite nimble," Li Sanlang fixed the magic treasure in his hand, "Do you know what this magic treasure of mine is called?"
"What is it called?" Mo Qi asked lazily.
"Qiankun Quan."
Mo Qi's heart trembled slightly. Things that were listed in the Magic Treasure Compendium were indeed formidable.
"Scared now?" Li Sanlang saw Mo Qi's expression and thought he was frightened, so he laughed heartily, "Admit defeat."
Mo Qi also took out the needle-shaped magic treasure he had captured from someone else, "Do you know what this magic treasure of mine is called?"
"What is it called?"
"An embroidery needle, specifically for sewing shut the mouths of those who scare people," Mo Qi said. "Are you scared?"
"You..." Li Sanlang was furious. With a hum, the Qiankun Quan in his hand flew out, striking towards Mo Qi.
The Qiankun Quan emitted continuous humming sounds in the air, as if declaring its extraordinary nature and invincibility to the world.
The surrounding air seemed to ignite, boiling violently. Faint blue flames gradually circled around. As the Qiankun Quan sped forward, the blue flames were pushed back, like a long tail it dragged.
At this moment, Mo Qi's entire body had turned fiery red. He patted his storage bag, and his staff blasted out, spinning rapidly towards the Qiankun Quan. As the staff spun, black mist spewed out and spread forward.
Before the black mist could touch the Qiankun Quan, the Qiankun Quan suddenly expanded with a dark pattern and rolled, engulfing the black mist without a trace.
As the staff continued to spin, it seemed to be suppressed by something, and the black mist could no longer be sprayed out.
With a thunderous roar, the staff and the Qiankun Quan collided. The staff was instantly shattered, its rod and ring separating and flying in different directions.
A massive surge of spiritual energy erupted, and Mo Qi's body was violently pushed up, falling like a broken string. He crashed to the ground, disoriented.
Fortunately, although the staff was destroyed, the Qiankun Quan's momentum was blocked.
With a hum, the Qiankun Quan circled and returned to Li Sanlang's hand.
Li Sanlang did not hesitate. He spun his body and hurled it out again, striking Mo Qi with immense force.
This time, the humming sound was even louder, as if the entire world was trembling. The air in the entire space seemed to recede, allowing the Qiankun Quan to strike Mo Qi with even greater speed. The blue flames surrounding the Qiankun Quan blazed even higher, completely engulfing the ring, like a roaring blue fireball hurtling towards Mo Qi.
Many people from Tianjie Academy were already pulling at their scalps, their pupils dilated, as if seeing the arrival of death: "How can this be resisted? It's certain death, it's over!"
The people from Tianshen Academy sneered, "Too weak, it's a complete crush!"
Jing Lei and others also shook their heads repeatedly, "It's really tough for him."
Murong Jing's eyes blazed with anger, "With this level of skill, what was Dean Xing thinking, choosing such a piece of trash after careful selection?"
Fen Tian said, "It would have been great if we had returned earlier."
Ming Yueye said, "What a pity, not only will the person die, but the match will also be lost."
At some unknown time, Lu Xiaoyue had returned to the sidelines, watching from afar, her heart leaping into her throat: "You scoundrel, you must hold on."
Xue Nü was also anxiously watching the match, her heart in her throat.
At this moment, Murong Jing quietly approached Xue Nü, his eyes shining brightly, "Isn't this Miss Chao Xixue?"
Xue Nü glanced at him sideways and said, "It is me." Then she turned her gaze back to the arena.
Murong Jing felt ignored, and he sensed a hint of infatuation in Xue Nü's eyes as she looked at Mo Qi.
And the look in her eyes when she looked at him was clearly that of a passerby.
Murong Jing forced a smile, "I'm Murong Jing. Don't you remember me? We played together when we were kids."
"I've long forgotten things from childhood," Xue Nü said absentmindedly.
Murong Jing's pride was severely hit. For a moment, he was frozen, neither able to move forward nor backward, appearing very awkward.
After a long silence, Murong Jing took out a red silk ribbon, "I obtained a very powerful magic treasure on my trip to the South Sea, the Burning Heaven Red Ribbon, which is especially suitable for female cultivators like you who are beautiful and have high cultivation."
Xue Nü unconsciously glanced at it. The red ribbon was brightly colored, filled with spiritual energy, giving a sense of ethereal yet endlessly cold and murderous aura.
Xue Nü was slightly moved, but after just one glance, she withdrew her gaze, "Thank you for your kindness, but I don't accept unearned favors. You should keep it for yourself."
Saying that, she moved away, fearing she might be tempted.
Murong Jing held the red ribbon, his face ashen.
He glanced again at Mo Qi, who was fiercely fighting Li Sanlang in the center, and a nameless rage surged within him.
"I don't care who you are. No one can snatch what my Murong family desires."
After falling to the ground, Mo Qi got up with a roll, but his staff was destroyed. He couldn't think of any magic treasure he currently had that could contend with the Qiankun Quan.
For the first time, fear appeared in his eyes.
In a moment of desperation, he threw the embroidery needle in his hand.
The embroidery needle cast countless light shadows in the air, as if countless embroidery needles were striking the Qiankun Quan together.
The dark shadow of the Qiankun Quan again surged out fiercely, and with a twist, it engulfed the light shadows without a trace.
But the embroidery needle itself continued to hiss forward, piercing into the blue sphere.
With a jingle, the blue flames disappeared, the Qiankun Quan slowed down, revealing its true form as it struck towards Mo Qi.
The embroidery needle flew back and landed in Mo Qi's hand.
He was so shaken that he retreated a few steps before stabilizing himself.
The power of the fiery flames was concentrated in his right palm. The entire embroidery needle seemed to be melting, turning fiery red. Despite its small size, it silently released a power that could burn everything, and he struck the Qiankun Quan with immense force.
Seeing the Qiankun Quan slow down, Li Sanlang slid his wheels, and in an instant, his body appeared beside the Qiankun Quan. Without any delay, he grabbed the Qiankun Quan with his right hand and swung it with a light clang, which seemed to contain world-destroying power. The sparks from the embroidery needle were scattered everywhere, causing another commotion among the surrounding crowd.
The embroidery needle was also knocked off course, falling to the ground in the distance.
The embroidery needle was generally resilient and could still be used after picking it up, but now was not the time.
Affected by the impact, Li Sanlang lost his balance and was about to fly backward, but in a split second, he spun his body using the wheels beneath his feet, lightly dispelling the surging force.
Then, he slid his wheels again and charged towards Mo Qi, while the Qiankun Quan in his hand struck Mo Qi with great momentum.
Mo Qi was almost certain that this was also a body cultivator, but his physical mutation had not yet manifested.
Body cultivators were not afraid of divine light attacks; they dared to engage in close combat and were skilled at it.
And he, under the influence of the medicinal power, probably had stronger physical functions than body cultivators, so he naturally wasn't afraid of him.
However, seeing the Qiankun Quan swing towards him like Mount Tai pressing down, Mo Qi couldn't help but retreat rapidly.
At the same time, he formed a hand seal, activating the Earth Arrow spiritual energy, which erupted with a roar.
A crimson, jade-like object shot out from his body. It had a sharp tip and barbs. Initially, it was about a foot long, but it instantly grew to over ten feet long, piercing towards Li Sanlang.
It was the Earth Arrow itself!
It seemed that sensing the powerful force of Li Sanlang's magic treasure, it was somewhat restless and had rushed out on its own to compete with it.
"What is that?" The surrounding audience was bewildered, all looking confused.
"No matter what it is, it's useless. It can't possibly contend with the Qiankun Quan."
At this moment, as the Earth Arrow本体 rushed out of his body, Yuwen Yan's pressure was greatly reduced.
Now, she could easily erupt and complete the soul possession of Mo Qi!
However, she did not make this choice. She merely watched the match quietly from within the bracelet!
The Earth Arrow was already whistling towards Li Sanlang's face.
Li Sanlang saw its momentum, like an arrow shot from the nine heavens, shaking the heavens and earth, roaring like thunder, possessing destructive power that could shatter everything, and penetrating power that could break through anything. He hastily maneuvered the Qiankun Quan to sweep horizontally.
There was only a deafening thunderclap, sparks flying everywhere. The powerful energy instantly expanded.
Li Sanlang's body twisted and was sent flying sideways, while the Earth Arrow was also knocked in the opposite direction.
At this moment, Mo Qi's internal fiery spiritual energy erupted violently, and a fireball shot towards Li Sanlang, who had not yet stabilized his body.