Blind Ghostwriter: Starts with the full level of Nine Yang Magic Skill

Chapter 194: Battle on the Cliff, Sit in the Well and Watch the Sky

For a moment, the atmosphere in the cave became extremely depressing.

At Zhuo Qingfeng's signal, everyone quickly ran out of the cave. Everyone present was a master, and they quickly climbed up using the ropes dropped from above.

Gu Chudong stuffed the Gou Chen Demon Blade into Gu Mo's hand and whispered, "Brother, don't be too stubborn. If you really can't win, just run away. I have the Thousand Machine Box and can fire it twice. We have a lot of people here, so we can attack together. If you really can't win, just hide in the crowd and run."

Gu Mo smiled slightly, touched Gu Chudong's head, returned the Gou Chen Demon Sword to Gu Chudong, and said, "I don't need the Gou Chen Demon Sword."

Gu Chudong asked in surprise: "Brother, are you sure?"

Gu Mo chuckled and said, "You know, my way is not afraid of challenging any opponent alone."

Gu Chudong nodded, without saying anything else, grabbed a rope dropped from the top of the cliff and flew up.

The last person to leave was Zhuo Qingfeng. Although he was an official, he was also a warrior. He was well aware of Gu Mo's current state, which was already full of fighting spirit. So, although he was a little worried, he walked up to Gu Mo and bowed, saying, "Brother Gu, you are undefeated, especially against wanted criminals. You are their nemesis!"

Gu Mo smiled slightly.

Zhuo Qingfeng didn't say anything more and grabbed the rope and climbed up the cliff.

At this moment, on the protruding platform less than three feet wide and four feet long at the entrance of the cave in the middle of the cliff, only Gu Mo and Bai Qiliu were left.

Bai Qiliao clasped his hands behind his back, his loose hair now smoothed. While still wearing the same tattered clothes, he no longer looked shabby, instead sporting a more sage-like demeanor. He sighed softly and said, "Master Gu, you shouldn't have refused to take the knife just to be brave. If you had taken the knife in your sister's hand, you might have had a chance of winning."

Gu Mo said calmly: "I have encountered many powerful enemies, but never once did they rely on that knife."

Bai Qiliao chuckled and said, "No wonder you were able to become a master at such a young age. This kind of self-confidence and invincible martial arts willpower is not something that ordinary people can achieve. I feel a little bit of a pity. If you hadn't met me, with your talent and ability, your future achievements in martial arts would be limitless. However, after today's battle, even if you are lucky enough to survive, your Taoist heart is shattered. I'm afraid you will never make any progress in this life. What a pity!"

Gu Mo didn't say much, just bowed and said, "Please."

"please!"

At that moment, Gu Mo's aura suddenly changed, and the energy around him surged. He shouted suddenly, his voice like a bell. He crossed his palms and pushed and pushed, which was exactly the Leap into the Abyss from the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. In an instant, an incomparably powerful dragon-shaped energy roared out and pounced towards Bai Qiliao with its fangs and claws. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, making a "chi chi" sound.

Bai Qiliao, observing this, remained unhurried, his white hair dancing wildly in the wind, his eyes gleaming beneath his long brows. He took a light step, seemingly slow yet swift as lightning, and struck out in response to Gu Mo's palm strike. The remarkable thing about this palm strike was its speed and slowness: the fast part was like a torrential downpour, the slow part like the twisted roots of an old tree. Between the speed and slowness, there lay an endless mystery.

As their palms connected, there was a resounding "boom," like a bolt from the blue. The solid stone platform beneath their feet shattered like tofu, sending debris flying everywhere. Yet, the two men didn't fall at all. Instead, like arrows shot from a bow, they soared towards the top of the cliff, fueled by the force of their palms.

They fought back and forth in the air, their figures flashing, sometimes like eagles fighting in the sky, sometimes like dragons turning the rivers and seas upside down. Every time they fought, they brought up a strong gust of wind, blowing the grass and trees around the cliff to the ground and sending rocks flying.

In the blink of an eye, the two had fought for more than a dozen rounds. Their figures shuttled between the cliffs like ghosts, and they flew to the top of the cliff after a few takeoffs and landings.

At this time, hundreds of martial artists had already gathered on the cliff. They were talking and chatting, and the atmosphere was very lively.

Seeing Gu Mo and the other two flying up, the crowd erupted in exclamations one after another.

Gu Mo and Bai Qiliao exchanged blows in the air, their bodies swift as lightning, oblivious to their surroundings. Gu Mo's strikes were fierce, each palm strike carrying the force of a tidal wave, whirring loudly; Bai Qiliao met his blows with skillful force, his palm techniques unpredictable. As their palms collided, a gust of wind emanated, like a sharp blade slicing through the air, sending a shrill whistling sound that sent chills down one's spine.

The two figures were engulfed in the palm wind, plummeting towards the ground like two rapidly falling meteors. The martial artists who had been watching the excitement turned pale with fear, screamed in fear, and fled in panic.

In the blink of an eye, the two men fell from the sky and landed with a loud bang.

Gu Mo and Bai Qiliu shouted almost at the same time, and their palms slammed together again.

This time, the powerful collision unleashed a resounding roar, like a landslide. The surrounding rocks shattered beneath the immense force, shattering into countless tiny fragments that flew everywhere. Even stout trees, unable to bear the weight, snapped in half, their branches and leaves flying everywhere. The entire mountain seemed to be violently shaken by an invisible hand, seemingly in danger of collapse at any moment.

The immense force of the impact caused Gu Mo to take two steps back, leaving two deep footprints on the ground, while Bai Qiliu was shocked and rushed back several feet. With each step he took back, the stone beneath his feet sank deeper. By the time he regained his balance, several shockingly deep footprints had already appeared on the stone. It was obvious that Gu Mo had the upper hand in this fight. However, Bai Qiliu chuckled and said, "Well, well, well, you are worthy of being one of the Ten Great Masters of the Qian Kingdom. Master Gu, your palm technique is so powerful that I think you can be considered the best in the world in terms of palm technique alone. You are indeed unrivaled in the world and worthy of being a Grand Master. But that's all!"

Listening to Bai Qiliao's words,
Gu Mo was a bit skeptical. While the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms was indeed impressive, and fueled by his powerful internal energy, its power reached an extremely fierce level, it was definitely not considered the most advanced palm technique in this world. At the very least, it could not possibly be considered the best palm technique in the world. After all, he had already seen several palm techniques that could stand head-on against his own.

I didn't expect that Bai Qiliao would have such a high opinion of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

Of course, Gu Mo would not really take Bai Qiliao's words to heart. He probably knew that Bai Qiliao was just flattering out of habit. After all, everyone in the world is like this. They are used to praising each other in business.

In an instant,
Bai Qiliao's aura surged, golden light flowed on his body, and his body seemed to have turned into golden glass. His nails grew wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The long nails glowed with a cold light, revealing an evil sharpness and hardness, just like the fangs of evil spirits in the Nine Nether Hell, which was terrifying.

Immediately afterwards, his body vanished like smoke, ethereal and ethereal. Those watching from afar saw nothing but a flash before their eyes, and before they could react, Bai Qiliao had already appeared behind Gu Mo like a ghost, moving so fast it seemed like teleportation, without even a rustling sound.

Gu Mo turned around quickly and shouted, "Ride the six dragons!" His palms flew, and the shadows of his palms were heavy. With powerful internal force, six dragon-shaped energy forces slapped towards Bai Qiliao.

However, Bai Qiliao's body was as fast as lightning. With just a slight movement, he avoided the fierce palm at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, he stretched out both claws, like two black lightning bolts wrapped in black mist, grabbing towards Gu Mo's throat. The claws cut through the air, making a sharp "hissing" sound. The speed and sharpness left no doubt that if Gu Mo was caught, his throat would be pierced in an instant.

Gu Mo took a step back, letting out a long roar that shook the dust off the branches. He then unleashed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, "Dense Clouds Without Rain," followed by "Double Dragons Fetching Water," in a flurry of blows. Sand and gravel within a thirty-meter radius were swept into the air by the fierce force of his palms. Bai Qiliao, however, was as erratic as a kite in the wind, his claws always leaving just before contact. He caught a glimpse of a flaw in the cloud of palm shadows—but a sudden flash of cold light revealed the ghost claw, which was within half a foot of Gu Mo's heart's Danzhong acupoint!

One claw went straight to Gu Mo's heart. The sharp claw flashed with a cold light in the sunlight and was about to touch Gu Mo's chest.

At that moment, Gu Mo suddenly turned into a shadow and cleverly avoided the fatal blow.

Bai Qiliao's attack missed, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He swung his claws towards Gu Mo like a storm, and the shadows of his claws filled the sky, making it impossible to penetrate.

Gu Mo stepped into the Xun position of the Lingbo Weibu move, his figure suddenly vanishing like a mirage. Wherever Bai Qiliao's claws passed, only a half-image was shredded, leaving five furrows over a foot deep in the bluestone ground. Before he could change his moves, Gu Mo had already shifted from the Qian position and struck Bai Qiliao's chest with the force of wind and thunder, "Dragon's Tail." Before the palm force could reach him, Bai Qiliao crossed his arms to block, but the clothes on his arms were already shattered into dust. He fell, knocking down seven red pines as thick as bowls, before finally stabilizing himself on the cliff's edge.

Bai Qiliao dusted himself off and said, "Well, well, well, Master Gu, I never thought you not only possessed a palm technique that's considered the best in the world, but also possessed a light skill that's also ranked among the top three. People say you're the tenth best in Qian Country, but in my opinion, that's definitely an underestimation. With your strength, it's not an exaggeration to say you're the tenth best in the world!"

Gu Mo frowned slightly and said, "Master Bai, are you mocking me?"

Bai Qiliao said with a smile: "Why should I mock you? You have fought with me for a long time and have earned my respect with your strength!"

Gu Mo frowned, as if thinking of something, and asked, "Master Bai thinks I am the tenth in the world, so I wonder how high you think you can be?"

Bai Qiliao said loudly: "At least in the top five in the world!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Gu Mo suddenly burst out laughing and said, "I was so worried about the enemy, but it turns out he is just a person who only sees the world from a well!"

Bai Qiliao was immediately furious and asked, "How dare you insult me?"

Gu Mo laughed and said, "You think that palm technique you just used is the best in the world. Then, old lunatic, try my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

Even as his words echoed in everyone's ears, a fiery energy surged and spread. Suddenly, a blazing flame emanated from his entire body. The flames were a red-gold color, and the scorching heat distorted the surrounding air.

At the same time, a deafening dragon roar resounded, and six savage fire dragons burst forth from the sea of ​​fire. Their bodies blazed with blazing flames, their whiskers dancing in the wind. Each dragon was dozens of feet long as they charged towards Bai Qiliu. Wherever they passed, grass and trees were instantly reduced to ash, and the ground was scorched with charred streaks.

Bai Qiliao was horrified upon seeing this, his eyes widening in shock and bewilderment. His breathing quickened, and at this critical moment, his body strangely shrank, his skin tense and veins bulging. Then, a golden light shone brightly from his body, blinding the eyes. His skin, previously as white as glass, now resembled a thin layer of golden iron, engraved with strange runes, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen. A pair of fangs sprouted from the corners of his mouth.

He rushed forward and met the six galloping fire dragons.

(End of this chapter)