Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 104 What a pity!

Ever since the battle with Zhang Lingyu, Mo Yu suddenly had an idea and thought of a powerful fighting technique called Bajitian in the anime "Star Travel".

He used his supreme talent to integrate what he had learned.

Using the three sword energies of Mantis, Destruction, and Extinction, and using his body as a sword, he developed the Sheath Breaking Technique.

He used his usual inch power, combined with sword energy, to develop sword flash.

By combining the palm knife of Baguazhang with sword energy, the Blade Cloud was developed.

Using the leg skills and spiral force of Baguazhang, combined with sword energy, he developed the Blade Thunder.

However, in the anime, Milong displayed the most handsome and powerful Bajitian move, but he failed to do so.
Even with Mo Yu's talent in martial arts, he had no idea what to do with that move at first.

The ideas in my head are either not cool enough or not strong enough.

Until the end of the battle, even when he returned to the small bamboo house to sleep, Mo Yu's mind was still full of thoughts about this move.

Although it is still not completed, a vague outline has already appeared in Mo Yu's mind.

This is a sword move that can only be withstand by a magical weapon of the level of the Yitian Sword!
This is also the reason why Mo Yu did not use weapons when fighting with Zhang Lingyu, but when he came to watch Feng Xingtong's competition, he came with a sword.

If Mo Yu's cultivation is sufficient and the total amount of true Qi is no longer a shackle for him, to what extent can his attack power be pushed with a single move?

This is a question that even he himself wants to explore.

And now, this opportunity seems to have come.

The green smoke from the copper furnace at the side of the field condensed into straight lines, and the incense ash hung at the mouth of the furnace, about to fall. No one in the audience dared to make any noise.

I'm afraid that a little unusual noise will detonate the string that is now stretched to the extreme.

Lu Jin turned his head to look at the old Taoist priest, but saw that the old Taoist priest was stroking his beard and staring at Mo Yu, wondering what he was thinking.

"Putting the power of a thousand blades in a three-foot sword? It's hardly a remarkable feat."

"But being able to accumulate sword energy to this extent, and still having no limit, this little fellow's sword intent or the realm of his primordial spirit is not low."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that old man Wang Ai was showing signs of losing his temper, and the old Taoist priest finally stopped watching the show.

Taking a step forward, he was already standing beside Wang Ai. Zhang Zhiwei patted his shoulder and said with a laugh:
"The child is ignorant and naughty. Why bother with him?"

As he spoke, Zhang Zhiwei turned around and stood in front of Wang Ai, facing Mo Yu. He personally felt the sword intent that Mo Yu condensed into a line, and admired his methods in his heart.

"In this match, the winner will be the king!"

The old Taoist priest personally declared the end of this match and directly ignored the conflict between Wang Ai and Mo Yu.

"Brother Mo."

Only at this moment did Feng Xingtong dare to drag his seriously injured body forward, tremblingly resting his hand on Mo Yu's sword-holding left hand, "I'm fine, I'm really fine, everything is fine, let's go back."

Mo Yu glanced at him and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

With an unhappy look on his face at not being able to draw his sword, he glanced at Wang Bing and then looked at Wang Ai who was standing behind the old Taoist priest.

Finally, he turned his head to the king and chuckled softly:
"If I remember correctly, I'm supposed to play you in the semifinals tomorrow. Make sure you get a good rest tonight~"

Wang Bing fell to the ground and didn't dare to get up. When he heard Mo Yu's provocative words, he just lowered his head as if he didn't hear anything.

Wang Ai in the audience stands wanted to make some moves, but Lu Jin and Feng Zhenghao approached from both sides.

Even Lu Ci walked up behind him and patted his shoulder, signaling him to stop causing trouble.

The old Taoist priest’s way of solving the problem was very clever.

He simply ignored the fierce conflict that was about to break out and dug out the root of the problem.

This made Wang Ai lose the excuse to attack Mo Yu directly for disrupting the order of the game.

Then they will demonstrate their home status and use their strong strength to stand between the two opposing forces.

No matter who wants to take action, they must first face him, Zhang Zhiwei!

It is obvious that whether it is the insidious, cunning and arrogant Wang Ai, or the young and aggressive Mo Yu.

There was absolutely no thought of competing with the old Taoist priest in my mind.

Feng Xingtong held Mo Yu's sword-gripping hand until they were out of the arena, then heaved a sigh of relief and collapsed. Feng Shayan, who had rushed over from the stands, quickly moved to Feng Xingtong's side to support him, only to find his hands covered in blood.

When he opened it, he saw several sword marks on the palm of his hand that were deep enough to see the bone.

Feng Shayan turned her head to look at Mo Yu with a complicated look, not knowing what to say.

"Tsk, don't look at me. I didn't expect him to dare to touch my left arm directly."

Mo Yu shrugged expressionlessly.

In order to make his next sword strike more lethal, he naturally used all his strength to activate his sword intent, transforming all the true energy in his body into sword energy and pouring it all into the Yitian Sword.

Who knew Feng Xingtong would come here so foolishly.

Mo Yu was still playing chess with Wang Ai at that time. Even though he knew that Feng Xingtong would be injured by the sword energy, it was impossible for him to restrain his own sword energy.

Fortunately, this silly kid was not that stupid. After realizing something was wrong, he knew to let go. From then on, he just supported his arm and did not suffer the continuous damage from the sword energy.

Otherwise, it would not just be a few sword marks deep enough to see the bone, it would even be a question whether Feng Xingtong could keep his hand.

"I'll take Xingtong to heal first, and then I'll thank you properly tonight."

Feng Shayan carried Feng Xingtong on her back and whispered something in Mo Yu's ear.

Feng Yaya's round face showed a hint of confusion. Why should I thank him at night? Can't I thank him now?
"Thank you, Brother Mo Yu, for saving my fourth brother. This is for you."

Feng Yaya took out a handful of candies from the small bag on her waist and stuffed them into the big pocket on Mo Yu's Taoist robe.

Seeing Mo Yu smiling and throwing a candy into his mouth, Feng Yaya also smiled, and then left with Feng Shayan.

At this moment, Wang, who was about to enter, happened to walk over.

Mo Yu casually handed over a candy, and Wang Ye was not shy. He opened the package and threw it into his mouth.

"You, you, that Wang Ai is one of the Ten Lords. Not only does he have a huge influence behind him, but his own strength is also top-notch among the extraordinary people."

Wang Ye put his hands in his pockets and looked helplessly at Mo Yu, who didn't take his words seriously at all.

"This is the Heavenly Master's Mansion in Mount Longhu. With the old Heavenly Master guarding the place, it's only a matter of two moves at best. I don't believe that old man Wang Ai can defeat me in two moves."

Mo Yu said confidently.

It's true that he enjoys the thrill of fighting, but when he doesn't enter battle frenzy mode, his mind is still very flexible.

Even if the old Taoist priest doesn't take action, there is still Feng Zhenghao!

I, Mo Yu, had to confront Wang Ai because I saved your son, Feng Zhenghao. If you, Feng Zhenghao, really didn't take action, do you still want to stay in this circle of extraordinary people?

You know, Mo Yu is now participating in the competition under the name of Tianxiahui.

Mo Yu's mantis sword intent can only be stimulated to the greatest extent when the weak is against the strong, with the unyielding sword intent of "imitating the mantis with raised arms", and only then can he perform the sword moves that fight against the sky.

It’s a pity that he can’t take the initiative, otherwise he would be the one causing trouble.

What’s even more regrettable is that Wang Ai, the old Bidden, didn’t dare to take action, and his sword ultimately failed to strike out.

"Master Mo Yu, Master Wang Ye, hello."

Zhang Chulan looked at the two rivals in front of him, whom he had no idea how to deal with, and waved his hand with a wry smile.

Originally, Sister Baoer wanted to bury Wang Ye, but unfortunately, the fight between her and Wang Ye was assigned to the last one, so this great plan had to be stopped.

Mo Yu casually took out a few candies from his pocket and handed them to Zhang Chulan, patted his shoulder and turned to leave.

Zhang Chulan held the candy in his mouth, but his smile became even more bitter.

"Stay here and chat with me for a while."

Wang Ye took a candy from Zhang Chulan's palm and threw it into his mouth, watching Mo Yu's receding figure side by side with him.

"Hey? What does Daoist Master Wang want to talk to me about?"

"Zhang Chulan, do you know what divination is?"

"not sure."

(End of this chapter)