The Deciding Match Left Everyone Speechless

As the elders remained silent, they all saw the horror in each other's eyes.

The fact that Clear Abyss Sect produced a Shang Wu with an innate fighting physique like Shang Wu is already enough of a headache for them.

If a second one happens...

Hiss...

The elders leaned back tactically.

The only consolation is that although Li Mo is a formidable fighter, he is usually very good-tempered and kind to others. The fact that he struck harder this time was because the other party provoked him first.

"Old Xue, this child is your grand-disciple, isn't he?"

Qian Bufan said in a deep voice.

"Hmm... Li Dalong was once my personally taught disciple."

Xue Jing's eyes were filled with complex emotions:

"It was only after I got injured that I applied to return home."

"Then you should visit Autumn Water Pavilion more often in the future."

"Indeed, the ideological education of disciples is also of utmost importance."

The elders have already begun designing ideological and moral education courses for Li Mo.

"That's my apprentice!"

Shang Wu sniffed and snorted, "A bunch of old geezers, they were just questioning my teaching skills."

The elders. "..."

What do his body-refining methods and swordsmanship have to do with you?

This is purely due to someone's innate talent, okay?

The fact that Li Mo could reach such a level under Shang Wu's tutelage makes him seem like a rough gem.

Unfortunately, Li Mo's talent posed a challenge for them all at the time.

I wonder if taking Shang Wu as my apprentice has been a lucky accident...

"Having obtained the Crimson Firmament, his swordsmanship must be quite formidable."

"If he has the skill level to refine his body... then he and Little Bing might actually put on a fierce battle for us."

"Hahaha, my Clear Abyss Sect has produced a True Phoenix, and now a Hidden Dragon is about to emerge."

Based on the level of skill Li Mo displayed on the stage.

Sixteen years old.

If you add to that your considerable swordsmanship skills, then you'll definitely be among the prodigies!

The elders looked at the people from the various sects, their gazes carrying a half-smile.

Do you think Clear Abyss Sect has declined?

Want to test the strength of our sect?

You must be drenched in sweat.

"By the way, Lao Qian, why don't you go up and call for a halt?"

"Oh, I thought so too. I'm getting old, and I'm getting forgetful."

The competition is over.

The result was predictable and extremely memorable, as it was the first time at this year's Nine Peaks Martial Tournament that someone had to be carried off on a stretcher.

If Wang Hao hadn't been convulsing when he was carried off the plane, everyone would have thought he was dead.

Many people looked at Ying Bing.

But the girl continued drinking her tea, seemingly unsurprised.

She had personally taught Li Mo the Way, so she naturally knew it.

For Li Mo's swordsmanship, body refinement was merely icing on the cake.

After thinking about it, everyone felt relieved.

Living together, the two of them must have some understanding of each other's capabilities, so it's normal not to be surprised.

I just don't know...

Now, who is better between the two?

The Nine Veins Martial Tournament continues.

However, the subsequent competition was unremarkable.

Ying Bing's battle process can be basically summarized as follows:

"I got up and finished him off in one move."

However... that person didn't even make a move.

In the semifinals to the final two, Li Mo's opponent turned out to be someone he knew.

The disciple of Elder Xue of Cauldron Peak was the boy who had received Li Mo and Ying Bing at the medical clinic that day.

"Hey, Junior Brother Li, we meet again."

The boy's smiling eyes held a deep sense of emotion:

"When I first met you, you hadn't even opened your meridians yet; I was already at the Jade Liquid Realm at that time."

Who would have thought that you would now be standing opposite me?

His actual age is much older than he appears; he only looks this way because of an illness.

"Senior brother."

Li Mo nodded slightly.

"Um?"

"If you want to stand on the other side, you'll have to get into the ring first."

Looking at the boy still standing below the arena, Li Mo looked helpless.

"Oh, I just remembered that they're still refining medicine at Cauldron Peak."

"I'll be going now, I won't bother you any longer."

The boy left in a hurry.

As he left, his gaze lingered between Ying Bing and Li Mo, then he gave Li Mo a thumbs-up.

"Keep it up, Junior Brother Li!"

I believe in you.

Li Mo: "?"

Well, he doesn't need to move anymore.

This is the last game.

Looking up, one could see Ying Bing in front of the steps, her light blue dress fluttering against her slender figure, and emotions finally surging in her deep, spring-like eyes.

She had never thought of it before.

At the Nine Peaks Martial Tournament, the person standing opposite her will be Li Mo.

This young man, who in his previous life quickly disappeared into the crowd and became just another face in the crowd.

In this life, he jumped into the Clear Abyss with her without hesitation, and gave her the Primal Phoenix Rosy Soul without hesitation. He then displayed amazing swordsmanship talent, almost comparable to Jiang Chulong.

Because of him, her life underwent many changes in this lifetime.

She had delicious meals every day, people to discuss kendo and play chess with, and occasionally she could hear a few novel and interesting words popping out of a young man's mouth.

This feeling...

Not bad either?

"Thanks to you, I've become much stronger."

"I won't hold back."

Li Mo smiled slightly.

The rewards obtained from the Ice Block are self-evident.

His daily exposure to this environment gave him the opportunity to realize his dream—to become a dashing swordsman.

"No need to thank me, just thank yourself for your hard work."

Ying Bing's delicate lips curled into a smile that even she herself didn't notice:

"Let me see how well you've done lately."

"It will definitely give you a surprise."

Li Mo has a bright and sunny smile.

To duel as a swordsman against a master.

This feels amazing.

"If you make great progress, I will be happy for you."

Ying Bing said softly.

He taught himself how to use his sword.

Of course I'll be happy if I achieve something.

Winning or losing is actually not important at all.

Audience. "?"

The elders. "?"

No, why don't you guys start fighting?

The other players already showed extremely high manners by not engaging in trash talk or provocation. And you two are actually happy for each other?

Shall we go?

Fortunately.

Neither of them said anything more.

Li Mo gripped the Crimson Firmament tightly in his palm, his breathing becoming softer.

Ying Bing tied her long black hair into a high ponytail with one hand, then nodded slightly.

The battle begins.

Little Li the first to make a move. With a flick of his Crimson Firmament Sword, the sharp, Weapon Intent almost materialized.

Like a barrage of crane feathers, each strike possesses the sharpness to pierce gold and split stone.

He didn't waste any time during this period.

In order to facilitate his communication with the two Daughter of Destiny, he went to the Scripture Pavilion and crammed on many books on Swordsmanship techniques and principles, spending nearly half of his extra martial arts insights on them.

They have taken a big step forward on the path of skill approaching the Dao.

"Replace Internal Breath with the aura of war and killing."

"Good."

Ying Bing praised softly.

The Heavenly Frost sword light flashed, but she did not use her Internal Breath.

However, the agile swordplay precisely neutralized the Weapon Intent.

And there's still room for manpower.

The sword flash shattered the crane's feathers and then swept backwards towards Li Mo.

The next second.

Li Mo's figure vanished on the spot.

Wind Shadow Step.

"The Flower-Seeking Sword Technique can be activated by the Wind and Rain Obscure."

"Constantly dodging will only make my sword strikes stronger."

Ying Bing's clear, crisp voice rang out.

Li Mo seemed lost in thought.

They are all masterful Swordsmanship, why?

Suddenly, he stopped thinking about Fire Crane Thousand Feathers and instead traced back to the source, remembering the original <Prairie Fire Sword Technique>.

Wildfire Prairie Fire?

The audience fell silent.

Are these two strong?

Very strong.

Both Li Mo and Ying Bing's swordsmanship had exceeded their expectations.

But...

This is infuriating.

There was no hint of the fierce competition for first place in the martial arts tournament.

Is this a fight?

They're clearly just feeding each other moves!

Disciple Li, where's the energy you had when you were beating Wang Hao to the ground?

Ying True Disciple, where is your invincible speed that kills you instantly upon meeting me?

You guys weren't like this before!

Are you kidding me?!