The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

Chapter 79 Could the City of a Thousand Oranges become the next Lord Grim?
Wang Jiexi set the reward so low that Mo Qian felt that he and Ye Xiu were very cheap—have sword immortals and fighting gods become so cheap now?
Sword Immortal Mo Qian's hand speed increased to another level. The current situation was beyond what the third level could handle; he was starting to struggle to keep up.

"2.5 gear should be enough, Wang Daye, you better not let me catch you!"

Mo Qian silently grumbled in his heart, vowing that if he ever encountered Wang Jiexi on the field again, he would definitely "take special care" of Wang Daye to avenge today's humiliation.

However, what Mo Qian didn't expect was that it wasn't just Wang Jiexi who sent people to surround and kill him; Wei Tan, that shameless bastard, also sent his henchmen to join the attack. However, Wei Tan's men thoroughly embodied his sleazy style.
They were taking three steps at a time, and after almost two or six months, they still hadn't reached Mo Qian's location, which was quite amusing.
"Second brother, why are we walking so slowly—"

Someone suddenly asked this question, and actually, the others also really wanted to ask, but hadn't had the chance. Upon hearing this, the second-in-command of Wei Tan's team addressed all the members with a serious expression:
"You guys don't understand. Isn't this how Big Brother always moves? We have to be steady and reliable, and absolutely follow Big Brother's strategy. Don't try to be clever. If you make any mistakes, Big Brother won't let you off the hook!"

"I see, no wonder you're Second Brother!"

Everyone else nodded seriously, indicating that it certainly made sense.
Actually, the second brother's heart was pounding. The real reason wasn't because he wanted to follow the eldest brother's style, but because he had seen how exceptional Mo Qian's skills were. To put it bluntly, even if they went there, they would just be feeding the enemy and wouldn't change anything.
What the second brother was thinking was:
"Didn't you see how fierce that swordsman was, like a ghost? Going over there now is definitely not an option; we simply can't beat him."

Second Brother was the wiser one. Mo Qian had already dealt with most of the elemental mages from Zhongcaotang; all that was left were the swordsmen and Wang Jiexi's bunch of kids.

"Gao Yingjie's skills have improved a lot compared to before—it seems Wang Daye really cares about this disciple, otherwise he couldn't have improved so quickly—"

While Mo Qian wasn't under too much pressure from these rookies, Qiao Yifan had caused him considerable trouble this time. Qiao Yifan's array ghost skills were improving day by day, which might be good news for Ye Xiu. It was quite rewarding to see a young array ghost he had mentored slowly grow.

However, for Mo Qian now, Qiao Yifan's ghost formation is indeed quite troublesome.

"Well, I'm sorry then, Brother Yifan—"

Mo Qian is preparing to use some real skills to deal with the situation, and the first priority is to deal with Qiao Yifan!
"Second gear, go!"

In an instant, Mo Qian increased his hand speed again. Second gear was a small peak level for Mo Qian. In this state, Mo Qian's strength was extremely terrifying!

"Sword Immortal Shakes - Combo!"

The Sword Immortal's Tremor at this moment was the true Sword Immortal's Tremor, and its speed was not only twice as fast as before—it was a speed like teleportation!

When Gao Yingjie tried to help Qiao Yifan, he found himself at a loss for what to do.

"Which one is the real swordsman???"

Amidst the sword immortal's trembling movements, Mo Qian also incorporated a "phantom step" technique, creating several afterimages of swordsmen that made it impossible for Gao Yingjie to distinguish which one was the real Mo Qian.

"Never mind, we can only gamble on one!"

Gao Yingjie chose Mo Qian, who was charging straight towards Qiao Yifan, and unleashed a spell flask directly at him. Unfortunately, the Mo Qian that Gao Yingjie chose slowly vanished. It was merely an afterimage; the real Mo Qian was the one furthest from Qiao Yifan.
"You've taken the bait. You didn't really think my target was Qiao Yifan, did you? Young man, you're still too green—" Mo Qian had only intended to use his charge towards Qiao Yifan to attract Gao Yingjie's attention. Mo Qian believed Gao Yingjie wouldn't stand idly by; the camaraderie among the rookies was quite strong.

Sure enough, as soon as Gao Yingjie saw Qiao Yifan in danger, he swooped down without hesitation. This was the effect Mo Qian wanted. If Gao Yingjie hadn't swooped down, Mo Qian might not have had a chance to capture him. But Gao Yingjie still swooped down.
"Then don't blame me—"

"Sword Immortal's Three Styles: Overlord Uppercut!"

The Three Forms of the Sword Immortal represent the pinnacle of uppercut techniques. This technique was created by Mo Qian based on the halberd skills of Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu. This uppercut is extremely domineering and fast, hence its name: "Hegemon-King Uppercut".

Just as Gao Yingjie, after being chosen, was about to take the opportunity to fly away, Mo Qian's next sword had already rushed over, its target clear, aimed directly at Gao Yingjie.
Mo Qian's combo speed was already extremely fast, and now it has reached the peak of the second-tier hand speed threshold, making his speed even higher. How can Gao Yingjie possibly dodge it?
"Sword Immortal's Four Styles: Aerial Four-Slash Combo!"

As for the damage of 【A Moment of Divine Power】, just guess. You'll find everyone is silent once they guess. Just look at Gao Yingjie's health; he's already at red health, and you'll know how much damage Mo Qian deals. It's no joke!

"Goodbye, future of Tiny Herb, the sword will determine the world! Young people, this era does not yet belong to you—"

The final sword strike sealed the fate of the world, taking away Gao Yingjie's last sliver of health. This was the dominance of a sword immortal.

"Once the only threat is dealt with, the rest will be easy—"

Mo Qian, controlling his character [City of a Thousand Oranges], stood beside the deceased Gao Yingjie, sword in hand. Looking around, not a single person dared to challenge Mo Qian to a duel.

"It's not that you guys need to take the initiative; if you don't, it'll be very difficult for me—"

Mo Qian said with a smile,

Everyone around Mo Qian looked at each other, completely at a loss. They simply couldn't do anything about this swordsman—they couldn't beat him in a fight, and it seemed they could only wait here for death to come.

"This situation seems somewhat familiar..."

If someone suddenly thought of something, wouldn't this scene seem familiar?

Wasn't this the same situation when we besieged Lord Grim?!

"My God—could this kid be the next Lord Grim? One Lord Grim is already bad enough, I really don't want another one to appear—"

What they didn't know was that the power of this "City of a Thousand Oranges" might be even more terrifying than Lord Grim's.

(End of this chapter)