Chapter 738: What Are You Saying?
In the small grove.
Cheng Mo wore Triple-Layer Armor, carried Double Axes over his shoulder, and stood ready with a face full of Killing Intent.
Mo Hua entered the grove and said respectfully, "Big Brother, I've brought him to you."
Cheng Mo froze. Then he saw Mo Hua give him a meaningful look and immediately understood. Nodding with an imposing air, he said:
"Good!"
Seeing Cheng Mo's bearing, Song Jian thought, Just as I thought.
This kid who had led the way was merely a "little lackey."
This imposing giant was the leading "big brother" among Void Gate's disciples of this generation.
Song Jian ignored Mo Hua and gathered every ounce of his focus, staring fixedly at Cheng Mo.
Cheng Mo sneered, entirely unafraid.
Mo Hua had instructed him beforehand to put on an arrogant air of "fearing nothing under heaven."
The two sides faced off.
"We'll fight right here in this grove. There are no restrictions on methods. We decide victory, not life or death. Whoever admits defeat, or cannot get back up within ten breaths after falling, loses."
He knew that Mo Hua had snatched Song Jian's Gold-Breaking Sword; he had witnessed it with his own eyes that day.
Clad in armor, Cheng Mo's blood and qi surged as he gripped two massive axes. They whistled like tigers in the wind as he swung them, Lingli rippling outward.
On the other side, the duel was on the verge of breaking out.
Only Xun Ziyou, watching from afar, was utterly baffled and puzzled.
But Song Jian's cultivation was not weak, and he had learned the most orthodox Gold-Breaking Sword Art. With a high-grade Gold-Breaking Sword in hand, as long as Mo Hua did not scheme against him, he would not be at a