Chen Mo's True Strength

The calm words exploded across the vast plaza like thunder.

The next moment, the crowd erupted.

Everyone looked toward Chen Mo. The female disciples who had resented him over Mo Li's defeat wore faintly disdainful, mocking expressions.

In their eyes, his victory over Senior Brother Mo Li had been pure luck, yet he actually overestimated himself enough to challenge Senior Sister Nalan.

Yun Yun was equally shocked. She clicked her tongue inwardly. What exactly is he trying to do?

Yun Hai, who had been staring at Chen Mo with Battle Intent, eager to fight him, said in astonishment, "Are you serious?"

"I think he got carried away after winning several matches. He does not even know his own limits, yet he actually dreams of challenging Senior Sister Nalan."

Mo Li sneered, though much of his mockery stemmed from his jealousy of Chen Mo.

Nalan Yanran stared intently at Chen Mo, her gaze lingering on the young man's handsome face.

At merely sixteen, he was already a Two-star Dou Master. His talent far surpassed that of his peers, even surpassing her own at that age.

The strange feeling of being inferior to him made her heart, which had remained undisturbed for years, beat slightly faster.

"I accept your challenge." Nalan Yanran steadied her emotions and said, "However, I will not go easy on you."

Chen Mo nodded, Battle Intent blazing in his eyes. "Come fight!"

Light flashed from Nalan Yanran's Storage Ring, and a pale azure longsword appeared in her hand.

As the referee's voice rang out, she raised her jade hand and pointed the sword directly at Chen Mo.

Her graceful figure shot forward as she took the initiative.

It seemed she intended to defeat Chen Mo in a single move, just as she had done against Yun Hai.

The others still standing on the field hurriedly moved aside.

At the center of the plaza, Chen Mo slowly closed his eyes. With a sharp whoosh, purple flames instantly enveloped his entire body. The scorching heat made even the air feel faintly seared.

Chen Mo then opened his eyes and extended his right hand slightly. In the blink of an eye, the Underworld God's Spear condensed in his grasp.

As he swung it at high speed, the black tornado appeared once more.

"It is that turtle shell again! Senior Sister Nalan, break it!"

A disciple below the stage shouted loudly.

Nalan Yanran, already close to Chen Mo, did not panic in the slightest. It was as though she had long found a way to break the black tornado.

She abruptly kicked off the ground and soared into the air. The longsword in her hand trembled rapidly before slowly moving, and with every inch it moved, a solid-looking sword-shaped afterimage remained beneath it.

Wind Spirit Splitting Sword.

With Nalan Yanran's cold shout, five sword-shaped afterimages instantly appeared and crashed heavily into the black tornado.

With overwhelming force, they annihilated the black tornado.

Then, without losing any momentum, they slammed toward Chen Mo.

Boom.

A muffled thunderclap exploded at the center of the field. The next moment, a figure was blasted away like a cannonball.

Just as he was about to fly out of the plaza, the figure suddenly hurled out a Black Spear, driving it fiercely into the massive stone at the edge of the plaza.

Chen Mo grabbed the spear and swung himself back into the center of the plaza.

"Pfft."

The moment he landed, he spat out a mouthful of blood and dropped to one knee.

With just one move, she had broken the black tornado and beaten Chen Mo until he vomited blood.

Nalan Yanran was even stronger than Chen Mo had imagined.

Yun Yun, seated on the highest stone platform, suddenly rose to her feet at the sight.

She had just been about to urge Chen Mo to admit defeat, but after sensing the strange looks around her, she ultimately held herself back.

Wait a little longer.

"Senior Brother Mo Li could not break that turtle shell no matter what, but Senior Sister Nalan shattered it with one move."

A disciple below the stage said in amazement. The next moment, those words were like a pebble dropped into a still lake, and cheers suddenly rang out around the plaza.

"Senior Sister Nalan is mighty!"

"Senior Sister Nalan is unbeatable!"

"A mere Two-star Dou Master dares challenge Senior Sister Nalan? Hurry up and admit defeat!"

"Chen Mo's courage in challenging Yan Ran is admirable. But although he has the ability to challenge opponents above his level, the gap between him and Yan Ran is far too great. The strength he has displayed so far cannot make up for that gap." Yun Leng watched the scene below and commented.

The dozen or so white-robed elders beneath him nodded in agreement.

"Junior Brother, are you alright?" Nalan Yanran asked with a hint of concern.

Since she had not been certain of the black tornado's ultimate defensive strength, Nalan Yanran had struck a little too heavily.

"It will not kill me." Chen Mo slowly rose and wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth. Then he made a pulling motion toward the Underworld God's Spear behind him.

The Underworld God's Spear embedded at the edge of the plaza dissipated and condensed once more in Chen Mo's palm.

"As expected of Senior Sister Nalan. Your strength truly is extraordinary." To make Nalan Yanran go all out, Chen Mo looked at her and suddenly smiled. "But an attack of that level is still not enough to make me admit defeat."

"So, let us continue."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Purple Fire around Chen Mo instantly swelled to more than twice its former size. The two awakened particles within his body were ignited in succession.

The strength of two giant elephants surged through his heavenly core. Vast energy circulated throughout his body, and the boost of twenty thousand jin of strength caused the energy within him to multiply.

Yet to everyone else, Chen Mo's cultivation had risen directly from a Two-star Dou Master to a Four-star Dou Master.

An uproar swept through the entire plaza.

Fa Ma frowned. As the president of the Jia Ma Empire's Alchemist Association, even with the strength of his soul, he had failed to detect that Chen Mo had concealed his true cultivation.

"How many trump cards does this little fellow have? He is truly astonishing."

Gu He's expression was not much different from Fa Ma's. Chen Mo had given everyone far too many surprises.

He glanced at Yun Yun from the corner of his eye, as if asking where she had found such a talent.

Is this the confidence that gave you the courage to challenge Senior Sister Nalan? Yun Hai murmured inwardly as he watched.

"This guy... no, that is impossible." Mo Li clenched his teeth tightly. The expression on his face shifted constantly as he struggled to accept the reality before him.

Although Mo Li had lost to Chen Mo earlier, he had not accepted it. He believed Chen Mo merely possessed strong defense and a large reserve of Dou Qi.

But now, he felt a deep sense of defeat.

"Is this your true strength?" A trace of gravity appeared in Nalan Yanran's beautiful eyes. Chen Mo possessed the talent to challenge opponents above his level, allowing him to defeat Mo Li, a Five-star Dou Master, while only a Two-star Dou Master himself.

Now, his strength had surged to that of a Four-star Dou Master.

Then...

Perhaps I can finally fight seriously as well.

Sensing Nalan Yanran's suddenly surging aura and the immense energy rising within her, Chen Mo lifted his eyes. "Are you finally going to reveal your true strength as well?"

Nalan Yanran tightly gripped her longsword. A pale azure Dou Qi Gauze Robe enveloped her body as she looked at Chen Mo, her red lips parting slightly. "Try taking this move."

Extreme Wind, Wind Split Dance.

The space before Nalan Yanran trembled. As her longsword swept out, several azure wind blades dozens of feet long appeared from thin air and tore toward Chen Mo.