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

"Lingyu thanks you."

"this..."

Mo Wen was speechless for a moment.

Although I already knew this guy was simple-minded, this guy is too simple-minded!

I just wanted to beat you up a little longer, that's why I didn't really go all out.

Zhang Lingyu straightened up, his eyes revealing determination and awareness. "Next, Brother Mo, please be careful."

"This...is my true power!"

The words fell.

Glug glug...

Thick, viscous, black, murky liquid seeped out of Zhang Lingyu's palm.

It fell to the ground and formed mud, which gradually spread outwards.

Yin Lei - Northern Azure Pool!

The sticky, damp, and cold feeling, like black mud formed from filth, caused a slight disturbance in the audience.

"Holy crap! Is Master Lingyu unleashing his ultimate move?"

"What is that black thing? Could it be the thunder magic of Longhu Mountain?"

"It's sticky and oppressive, it looks dangerous... yet it makes you curious enough to want to find out more..."

Glug glug...

A large amount of black mud flowed out of his sleeve.

It quickly covered most of the area and was spreading towards Mo Wen's location.

Seeing that Mo Wen remained unmoved, Zhang Lingyu assumed he was unaware of the power of the Yin Five Thunders and quickly reminded him, "Brother Mo, do not underestimate my Yin Thunder. Without Yang Thunder, one can only withstand it with extremely high cultivation..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw that the lightning had already reached above Mo Wen's ankles.

Mo Wen lowered his head slightly, looking at the Yin Lei that was vying to climb onto his feet, as if it had a life of its own.

A damp, chilling sensation came from my ankles.

Mo Wen felt a slight sense of weakness and numbness.

"I see, it erodes the body's meridians, thereby weakening its power."

"To corrupt the mind and diminish the will, to suck the marrow from the bones—truly the methods of the ancient Celestial Master's Mansion."

Mo Wen nodded and praised him.

Zhang Lingyu stood there, stunned, looking at Mo Wen, who remained calm and was even commenting on his Yin Thunder.

He asked in surprise, "Brother Mo, are you... alright?"

If Zhang Lingyu hadn't witnessed his own Yin Lightning seeping into Mo Wen's body, he would have thought he was hallucinating.

"Fortunately, I just wanted to experience what it felt like to be struck by Yin Lightning."

Mo Wen casually said something, and with a slight circulation of his true qi, he drove away the yin lightning that had invaded his feet.

Moreover, a dark, deep-sea-like aura of Qi emerged from his body.

boom!

A visible aura spread out, instantly dispersing the surrounding turbid, dark lightning and creating a vacuum zone with a radius of two meters.

"Yes, that feels much better."

Mo Wen wiggled his ankle and said with a smile.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Lingyu's mouth opened slightly, his handsome and delicate face filled with disbelief.

This caused countless female fans in the audience to start fantasizing.

I want to put some lipstick on Zhang Lingyu's lips.

After a long pause, Zhang Lingyu gave a wry smile, "It seems I've gone to unnecessary trouble. Brother Mo's cultivation is far beyond my reach."

This is true. Ever since he mastered Yin Thunder, he has never seen anyone who could resist his Yin Thunder by releasing Qi.

Even the protective golden light of his fellow disciples couldn't stop his all-pervasive Yin lightning.

It can only be countered with Yang Lei.

Mo Wen's method of using his cultivation to withstand the attack was something that even among the older generation, let alone his peers, he had never seen before.

"However, Brother Mo, how long can you hold out like this?"

Suddenly, Zhang Lingyu's figure disappeared from the spot, sliding across the mud at a speed barely visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, control the Yin Lei to continuously attack Mo Wen.

Mo Wen remained calm as he looked at the Yin Lightning that coiled around him like a black python outside his protective aura.

It must be admitted that this Yin Lightning truly lives up to the secret of the Celestial Master's Mansion, as even his protective aura is being constantly eroded.

Fortunately, he was highly skilled, and even if he stood still, Yin Lei wouldn't be able to get in for half an hour.

"We've seen the Yin Thunder now; it's about time to end this."

Mo Wen smiled slightly, slowly raised his right hand holding the Qi Blade, and his figure blurred for a moment, leaving a lifelike afterimage in the spot.

The real body, however, headed straight for Zhang Lingyu.

Zhang Lingyu's pupils shrank sharply. Facing Mo Wen, who was no longer playing around, he suddenly felt unprecedented pressure.

"Brother Mo's movement technique is actually so fast!?"

Without a second thought, he reached out with both hands and controlled the streams of dark lightning beneath his feet to blast towards Mo Wen!

However, Mo Wen did not dodge at all, and attacked him straight ahead.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

More than a dozen water-dirty mines, resembling giant black pythons, had not yet touched Mo Wen.

They were all smashed to pieces by Mo Wen, who was wielding a dark protective aura and moving like a speeding train!

This scene shocked everyone present so much that their jaws almost dislocated.

Before I could even marvel at it.

Mo Wen had already caught up with Zhang Lingyu, wielding the Qi Blade and unleashing a sword technique that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

Even though Zhang Lingyu used Yin Lightning to envelop his entire body.

In a mere second, Mo Wen shredded the withered and decayed into a pile of mud, revealing Zhang Lingyu's blank expression.

"The profound origins of Heaven and Earth, the myriad energies..."

Just as Zhang Lingyu uttered six words and was about to activate the Golden Light Mantra, a golden Qi Blade descended from above, slamming him heavily to the ground.

"Cough!..."

The sudden, heavy blow forced the air out of his lungs, naturally interrupting the release of the Golden Light Mantra.

Zhang Lingyu gritted his teeth and turned over, only to see the golden Qi Blade lying across his neck.

At the same time, a terrifying pressure, as if he were in the deep sea and unable to breathe, enveloped him, causing Zhang Lingyu's heart to pound wildly.

The source of this despairing pressure, like facing an endless seabed, is Mo Wen right before our eyes.

"Brother Lingyu, shall we continue?"

Mo Wen smiled, ignoring the Yin Lightning around him that was still trying to erode him, and asked calmly.

Seeing this, Zhang Lingyu gave a bitter smile.

"Thank you for your mercy, Brother Mo. I concede defeat."

[Ding! Congratulations, Master, for defeating your opponent and earning one chance to win a prize!]

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Chapter 220 Mo Wen: It's time to show off my perfect acting skills

The moment Zhang Lingyu conceded defeat.

Mo Wen heard the system notification sound.

With a flick of his wrist, the golden Qi Blade disappeared, and Mo Wen, with a smile on his face, helped Zhang Lingyu up.

"Are you alright, Brother Lingyu?"

Zhang Lingyu staggered to his feet, coughed a few times, and with blood smeared at the corner of his mouth, his handsome face gave him a tragic and beautiful appearance.

It made countless girls on stage scream with excitement.

“Brother Mo, your skills and cultivation are far superior to mine. You could have defeated me immediately, but you were willing to give me the opportunity to use my full strength.”

"Brother Mo, thank you."

Zhang Lingyu wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and clasped her hands in thanks to Mo Wen.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Mo Wen was also filled with admiration.

Even if Zhang Lingyu were to be decisively defeated by Mo Wen, he would not complain, but he would still feel a sense of regret.

Mo Wen, however, was willing to risk defeat and let him use his trump card, the thunder magic.

How could Zhang Lingyu not be grateful?

Mo Wen's expression was a little strange, but in the end he didn't say anything. "You're too kind, Brother Lingyu. Go to the sanatorium to heal your wounds."

If I keep talking, I'll really feel guilty.

It was only at this moment that the Taoist priest acting as referee came to his senses.

"The match is over. The winner is Mo Wen!"

After the verdict was announced, the Taoist priest who was acting as the referee looked at the two men with a complicated expression.

Not just him.