"Fortunately, we didn't face off against Mo Yue and Jin Hao, but thinking about it, this is unlikely!" Mo Ye sighed.
In the competition for the top ten, the monks in the spiritual realm must enter the top ten, so no matter what, the elders will not let the monks in the spiritual realm meet people of the same realm before the competition for the top ten begins.
Of course, the competition that Xin Bai encountered was an accident. The numbers at that time were completely randomly drawn, and the elders did not know the strength of the competing disciples, so in the first round of the competition, there was a battle between the spiritual realm and the spiritual realm.
scene.
It's different now. After passing three competitions, the elders all have a rough understanding of the strength of the remaining twenty-five disciples. It is no longer possible for Xin Bai's situation to happen again. Therefore, Mo Ye just thought
It can be said that my worries are overblown.
After boarding the ring, Mo Ye discovered that his opponent was a young man much older than himself. Judging from the appearance of the opponent, he had probably been practicing in the Yueshanmen for no less than five years.
However, the young man's aura was extremely powerful, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the Spirit Condensation Realm, and he was only one step away from the Spiritual Movement Realm. He just didn't know how long this last step had trapped him.
"Although your cultivation is at the Spiritual Realm, I will not back down because of this!" After the young man finished speaking, a long black stick appeared in his hand, and then he rushed towards Mo Ye with his whole body.
Mo Ye lifted up the Lihuo Sword and placed it horizontally in front of him to resist the young man's attack. But the moment the long stick came into contact with his Lihuo Sword, Mo Ye felt an extremely powerful force coming through.
The Lihuo Sword acted on him. The next moment, Mo Ye involuntarily flew backwards and stopped only ten feet away from the edge of the ring.
"This is the body-refining realm at the peak of the spirit-condensing realm! The opponent is a body-refining monk!" Mo Ye's eyes became solemn. If he only used his cultivation at the peak of the spirit-condensing realm, it would be okay to deal with the qi-training monk at the peak of the spirit-condensing realm.
But it would be ten times more difficult to deal with a body-refining cultivator who is at the peak of the Condensing Spirit Realm. Because his advantage in dealing with Qi-cultivating cultivators is nothing more than a child's play in front of a body-refining cultivator who is at the peak of the Condensing Spirit Realm.
Of course, as long as he displays his spiritual power, it will be relatively easy to deal with the young man in front of him, but it will take a little more effort. But now, Mo Ye doesn't want to do that.
Since the opponent is rarely a body-refining monk at the peak of the Condensing Spirit Realm, he will naturally have to fight with him in person to enrich his combat experience. When it is impossible to win with the strength of the Peak Condensing Spirit Realm, he can then use the strength of the Spiritual Movement Realm.
It's not too late to come out.
Thinking like this, Mo Ye temporarily adjusted his cultivation to the peak of the Condensing Spirit Realm, the same level as the young man. Only in this way can he gain the greatest understanding from the competition with the young man.
Mo Ye suddenly activated the spiritual power in his Dantian and injected it into the Lihuo Sword. The Lihuo Sword immediately made a buzzing sound and a faint red light appeared on its surface.
"Fire flames!" Mo Ye slashed forward with his sword, and a sword light condensed by flames flew out instantly, approaching quickly in the direction of the young man.
Seeing this, the young man waved the long stick in his hand expressionlessly. A faint black smoke rose from the surface of the dark long stick. Just when the flaming sword light was less than half a foot away from him, the young man suddenly lifted the stick.
The long stick in the hand, yes
Sweeping away with the sword light. The powerful sword light collapsed instantly under the sweep of the long stick, turning into countless spiritual energy of heaven and earth and dispersing towards the surroundings. The faint black smoke on the surface of the long stick had also disappeared at this moment.
Without a trace.
"That black mist is a bit weird!" Mo Ye thought, and at the same time, he slashed a sword light at the young man, but the result was the same as before. In this way, he became more convinced of his guess.
The failure of his attack is definitely related to the sudden appearance of the black mist. It seems that if he cannot break the black mist, he will not be able to launch an effective attack on the young man.
"Show your strength at the Spiritual Movement Realm! You can't defeat me just by relying on the strength at the peak of the Condensing Spirit Realm!" The young man said lightly, but his body was like an arrow from the string, rushing towards Mo Ye. Sweeping it with a stick.
Go out and draw out bursts of strong wind, which is astonishingly powerful.
Mo Ye did not answer the young man's words, nor did he use his Spiritual Movement Realm cultivation according to his wishes. He just urged the Wind Control Step to avoid the young man's attack.
A light cyan wind blade drew out from Mo Ye's fingertips and hit the young man's chest in an instant. It was impossible to prevent it. However, this unexpected attack did not have the result that Mo Ye expected. The young man was not affected by the attack of the wind blade.
He fell to the ground. On the contrary, his chest was only a large gash in his clothes. There were no wounds, let alone any injuries.
"If my body refining realm hadn't reached the peak of the spirit condensation realm, otherwise I would have been successfully attacked by you!" The young man looked at Mo Ye and said calmly, "Show your true strength!"
After saying that, the young man kicked the ground violently and rushed towards Mo Ye with heavy steps. The long stick in his hand turned into shadows of sticks, attacking Mo Ye overwhelmingly.
Mo Ye urged the Wind Step and moved with difficulty under the shadow of the stick. Although he used the Wind Step to avoid all the stick shadows swung by the young man, his current situation was not optimistic.
A series of stick shadows passed by Mo Ye's side, and the strong wind caused pain on his face. The range that he could avoid gradually narrowed due to the young man's deliberate plan.
"We must fight back and change this deadlock!" Mo Ye glanced behind him with his peripheral vision. At this moment, he was less than five steps away from the edge of the ring. If he continued to defend passively like this, sooner or later he would be forced off the ring by the young man.
When the young man saw that Mo Ye was retreating steadily under his attacks, he became more and more courageous. At the same time, he was secretly happy in his heart.
"Seeing this kid's posture, it seems that he doesn't want to use his spiritual realm cultivation to compete with me. This is my chance! Since you want to give up the top ten spots, then don't blame me, Liang, for being ruthless.
It's gone!" the young man thought, and the force of swinging the stick increased again. The shadows of the stick rushed towards Mo Ye's vital parts like a strong wind. As long as Mo Ye was hit, he would instantly lose his fighting ability, even if he had
Cultivation in the spiritual realm.
After Mo Ye once again struggled to escape the attack of the young man's stick shadow, he seemed to have made a decision. Instead of retreating, he rushed straight towards the young man, looking as if he was going to die with him.
The Lihuo sword stabbed towards the young man with a huge sword light, and at this time, the young man also had a trace of solemnity in his eyes.
The power of this sword light was astonishing at first glance, and he had no intention of confronting it head-on. If he had to resist this sword light, his physical strength would not prevent him from being injured. He also wanted to go to the top ten after entering the top ten.
Compete with others for a higher ranking, so you must not be seriously injured in this competition.
A light shield wrapped in black energy appeared directly in front of him, blocking the path that the sword must pass through. As soon as the two came into contact, a powerful wave of energy suddenly erupted and swept around.
At the center of the air wave, a sword beam pierced the light shield blocking its path. Sharp hissing sounds were heard endlessly, and cracks gradually appeared on the surface of the light shield, but they were not affected by the sword beam.
break through.
Seeing this scene, the young man breathed a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, the young man's eyelids suddenly twitched, as if he had a bad premonition. When he looked behind the sword, he found that Mo Ye had already disappeared.
"Not good!" The young man's expression suddenly changed, and he turned back hurriedly. He saw that Mo Ye had arrived in front of the young man, and the Lihuo Sword in his hand was shining with a faint cold light, pointing directly at the young man's chest.
In desperation, the young man had no choice but to activate his own martial arts. A black mist surged out of his body and turned into a black cocoon, wrapping him inside.
But at this moment, Mo Ye put the Lihuo Sword back into his storage bag. A purple lightning flew out of Mo Ye's palm and hit the black cocoon without missing a beat.
The black mist seemed to be very afraid of the power of thunder and lightning, so Mo Ye chose to use the Thunder Curse to break through the young man's defense. Otherwise, even if he used more powerful moves, he could be easily defended by the young man. Doing so was just in vain.
He is just consuming his spiritual energy for no reason.
Under the attack of Mo Ye's Thunder Curse, the black cocoon made a crackling sound and began to tremble violently. After a while, inside the tattered black cocoon, the slightly panicked look of the young man fell into Mo Ye's eyes.
Seeing this, Mo Ye activated the Thunder Curse again, but this time, a thunder ball the size of an egg appeared in his hand, with lightning lingering inside it, which was really shocking.
"Go!" Mo Ye threw the thunder ball in his hand towards the black cocoon surrounding the young man. Such a big thunder ball was the maximum that Mo Ye's Thunder Curse could condense. Once this move was made, he believed that
The black cocoon will definitely shatter, and then he will have a chance to counterattack.
Looking at the lightning ball flying towards him quickly, a ferocious look flashed across the young man's face, and his body also underwent unimaginable changes in the next moment.
Pieces of black scales emerged from under the young man's skin, instantly covering his entire body, making him look like a monster with a ferocious face.
Many disciples also exclaimed.
"Is this the last trump card?" Mo Ye's eyes were a little solemn, and he could see that the young man wanted to fight him desperately.
The thunder ball hit the black cocoon the next moment the young man transformed, and an extremely powerful force burst out instantly. For a while, lightning was lingering everywhere in the arena.
After three breaths, most of the power of the thunder ball dissipated. At this time, a bloody figure walked out of the lightning and rushed towards Mo Ye with a slightly crazy look, the sharp claws on his hands flashing with cold light.
This person was that young man. Unexpectedly, the thunder and lightning that restrained his skill did not completely defeat him. This was beyond Mo Ye's expectation.
"Breaking Killing Fist!" Mo Ye said softly and walked towards the young man.
That punch seemed to be simple and unpretentious, without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power. However, after contact with the young man, the young man's eyes suddenly widened, and his whole body flew towards the back like a kite with broken strings, and landed heavily.
On the floor of the arena.
Mo Ye stopped and looked silently at the young man who fell to the ground. A trace of blood seeped out of his right fist and dripped to the ground.
But at this moment, he has successfully entered the top ten.