Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

Mo Wen shook his head; he wasn't that kind of perverse.

Zhang Lingyu is a good person, and I find him agreeable. Giving him a beating to avenge Linglong is enough.

With his right hand clenched loosely, golden light surged and quickly condensed into a three-foot-long, unsharpened Qi blade in his palm.

"Brother Lingyu, are you ready?"

Zhang Lingyu also came to his senses. Regardless of whether his master came or not, he would go all out in this duel.

Golden light enveloped his body. Zhang Lingyu glanced at the golden light qi knife in Mo Wen's hand. It seemed to be the Golden Light Mantra of the Celestial Master's Mansion, but with some differences.

"Brother Mo, please."

An unusual atmosphere spread, and the scene gradually quieted down.

Everyone held their breath, watching the two intently.

Even Lu Linglong, Bai Shixue, and others who were setting up signal sources on the back mountain listened attentively to the voices coming from the walkie-talkies.

In an instant.

Mo Wen and Zhang Lingyu disappeared from the spot at the same time.

Clang!

A crisp sound, like metal clashing, suddenly resounded throughout the entire venue.

Before anyone could even see the two fighting, the other person had already made a clear picture.

A white shadow, like a kite with a broken string, flew backwards almost touching the ground, while the golden light on its body seemed to be violently torn apart, scattering specks of gold dust.

A gasp of surprise immediately erupted from the audience.

Because that person was Zhang Lingyu.

Another black figure, like a phantom, chased after them, even faster than Zhang Lingyu who was flying backward.

"Good. The moment you realized something was wrong, you adjusted your posture at top speed and used the golden light to withstand my attack, thereby creating distance."

"You reacted very quickly, Brother Lingyu."

Mo Wen used the Phoenix Dance Six Illusions Body Technique and closed the distance to catch up in just a couple of sentences.

Zhang Lingyu, who was in mid-air, was shaken.

His handsome face was filled with disbelief.

"Such a fast swing of the blade, almost invisible... and it shattered my golden light with just one strike?"

Before I could process the shock in my heart, I saw Mo Wen catch up.

Zhang Lingyu twisted her body in mid-air, maintaining her balance while gathering golden light, which transformed into claws and reached out to grab Mo Wen.

Her clear, sparkling eyes were fixed on Mo Wen, trying to see his movements clearly.

Facing the golden giant claw, Mo Wen remained calm, slightly raising his right hand that held the Qi Blade.

It seemed as if he had waved his arm, leaving an afterimage.

Clang! —

The claw, formed from condensed golden light, exploded instantly!

Zhang Lingyu's pupils contracted sharply. Having raised his observational skills to the extreme, he finally realized something.

Before he could react, Mo Wen, who had shattered the golden light, had already closed in.

Seeing this, Zhang Lingyu twisted her waist and exerted force as she landed, condensing golden light in one hand and striking Mo Wen's face, while grabbing his wrist holding the knife with the other.

A frontal attack draws my attention, while a hidden attack aims to seize my vitals and prevent me from wielding my sword.

Making the right judgment instantly is excellent.

Mo Wen inwardly praised him, then ignored the fist coming at him. He pulled back his right hand holding the Qi Blade, avoiding the capture, and precisely stabbed the ulnar nerve on the inside of Zhang Lingyu's elbow joint with the tip of the blade.

Zhang Lingyu suddenly felt a numbness in her arm, and her whole body stiffened briefly.

Bang bang bang!

A series of golden lights flashed past his eyes with lightning speed, and countless excruciating pains surged from all parts of his body, almost overwhelming him.

The combined force sent Zhang Lingyu flying.

It crashed into the wall more than ten meters away.

Countless viewers were shocked.

Looking at Zhang Lingyu, who was trapped in the wall and didn't know what was going on, and then at Mo Wen, who was standing in place, dressed in black, holding a golden Qi Blade, with an elegant and relaxed posture.

In an instant, the entire venue erupted in cheers.

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Chapter 219 Brother Mo, thank you for waking me up

"Damn it! I knew it, I knew it!"

"Even Liu Xian is no match for Mo Wen, how can Zhang Lingyu possibly win!"

"Such fast swordsmanship! I tried my best but could only see a blurry afterimage!"

"Schaft, is there no contestant in this Luo Tian Grand Ceremony who can defeat Mo Wen?!"

"Waaah... Don't stop, Master Lingyu! I've bet most of my fortune on you. If you lose, my wife will run off with Old Wang next door!"

"Ah Wen, Ah Yu, please stop fighting. I promise to marry you..."

"Holy crap, lady, have you been watching too many TV dramas and gotten brain-dead?"

Mo Wen cleanly and swiftly slashed Zhang Lingyu away.

Excited shouts and screams erupted from the crowd.

People admire the strong.

Especially in the community of people with supernatural abilities, everyone values ​​individual strength.

Whoever is strong will earn the respect of others.

For example, Na Ruhu, one of the two heroes, ran a small antique shop, but compared with the family power of the other ten elders, he was insignificant.

Yet he still managed to sit in the position of one of the Ten Elders.

This is the advantage of having strong individual abilities; no one dares to underestimate a powerful individual.

Most of the recognized geniuses among the younger generation have come to the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony.

Among these geniuses, a young powerhouse emerged who surpassed all the others, naturally attracting everyone's admiration and worship.

As a result, more than half of the audience members became fans of Mo Wen.

Among them, quite a few skilled individuals noticed Mo Wen's swordsmanship.

"I never expected Mo Wen to know swordsmanship."

"At least four or five slashes were delivered in an instant, and even Zhang Lingyu couldn't react in time."

"If it were me, I'm afraid I would also..."

In the audience, Zhuge Qing frowned; as an observer, he could see more.

If he were facing that swift blade, he probably wouldn't fare much better than Zhang Lingyu.

Without the golden light protecting him, he would have been defeated even faster.

No, golden light and ordinary protective spells are probably practically useless in front of Mo Wen.

"The only way is to create distance, but facing that phantom-like movement, do I have a chance to open the Qimen Formation?"

Zhuge Qing fell into deep thought.

Wang Ye, standing beside him, was also intently observing the match, his brows slightly furrowed.

He shares the same way of thinking as Zhuge Qing.

Opening a Qimen Dunjia chart takes time, even though the interval is less than one second.

But for Mo Wen, who possesses this speed, it's enough to make a move.

Wang scratched his head and said, "Tsk... This is indeed troublesome."

On the field.

"Cough cough..."

Blood trickled from the corner of Zhang Lingyu's mouth as she was trapped in the wall. She took a breath and managed to free herself from the wall.

His feet bent slightly when he landed, and he staggered a little.

"It hurts... but no internal organs were damaged, and there were no fractures. Brother Mo, you went easy on me."

After a self-examination, Zhang Lingyu immediately discovered that although her injuries appeared to be serious, they were actually all superficial wounds.

For him, a few days of rest would be enough to recover.

"Wow, that's amazing... He unleashed at least seven strikes in an instant, including the one that shattered my golden light earlier..."

"His moves are powerful and unrestrained, yet his strength is controlled with such precision... Is this yet another of Brother Mo's techniques?"

"How shameful!"

Zhang Lingyu's expression was somber; he sensed the difference in their abilities through the pain in his body.

He immediately raised his head, looked at Mo Wen not far away, and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, Brother Mo, it was my fault."

"Ok?"

Mo Wen was slightly taken aback, wondering why Zhang Lingyu was apologizing.

“I know that Brother Mo’s strength is extraordinary and far surpasses mine, but I still promised Brother Mo to do my best.”

"But I still want to keep it."

"If Brother Mo hadn't held back, I probably would have been defeated just now. At that time, Lingyu wouldn't know how to face herself, and she would have no face to face her master's teachings."

Zhang Lingyu took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply.