The Suffocating Ying Bing, Li Mo's Trump Card, Victory Decided?!

This was the first time that Little Li had a sudden inspiration while practicing kendo.

His sword suddenly slowed down.

There's no need to speak.

Ying Bing on the opposite side also slowed down her offensive in tacit agreement.

This process lasted only a few seconds.

The next second, when Li Mo drew his sword again, at first glance, the sword's sharpness seemed much weaker.

Amidst the woven Sword-Ray and floral shadows, the Crimson Firmament Sword flickered like a candle in the rain, swaying repeatedly but never going out.

And on the contrary, it is getting stronger and stronger.

However, a hint of relief flashed in Ying Bing's eyes.

He understood.

The Wildfire Prairie Fire lies in its ceaseless cycle and the ebb and flow of its elements.

Clang clang--

The ice-blue and icy sword lights clashed dozens of times in the blink of an eye.

In the eyes of outsiders.

That is, Disciple Li was initially suppressed, facing constant danger but always managed to stand firm, gradually turning from weak to strong, and eventually becoming an equal to Ying Bing.

"These two must have been practicing swordsmanship since they were in the womb, right?"

"I'm starting to not understand it anymore."

"The technique Disciple Li used looks like the Prairie Fire Sword Technique, but it doesn't quite resemble it..."

The contest between the two had exceeded most people's understanding of the Nine Veins Martial Tournament.

This is simply not the level that a rising star should have.

Gradually, everyone held their breath and stared intently at the scene.

The next second.

Crimson Firmament's sword aura suddenly surged.

Like a wildfire, it tore through the heavy curtain of rain.

Exclamations erupted from the crowd.

Is Disciple Li going to win?

Is the outcome going to be decided so soon?

Li Mo knew what was going on. Ice Block had deliberately kept him familiar with sword techniques by not changing his moves.

This sword strike would leave 9,999 out of 10,000 people helpless, with the sole exception being Ying Bing.

Really.

Bite--

The blade cut through the wind, and just as it was about to pierce Ying Bing, the Heavenly Frost Sword had already appeared before her eyes.

The tips of the two swords collided with incredible precision.

The Crimson Firmament, carrying the intent of a wildfire, swept in, pressing the Heavenly Frost down to its extreme.

But Ying Bing's sword momentum, though like a candle flickering in the wind, did not disappear.

Li Mo felt a chill run down his spine.

This scene gave him a sense of déjà vu.

It's all too familiar.

In a flash, he saw Ying Bing's slightly pursed lips and quickly realized what was happening.

Wildfire Prairie Fire!

A sense of crisis welled up in Li Mo's heart. He increased his strength again, turned the sword around, and without giving it a moment's respite or needing to catch his breath, brought it down once more.

This is the advantage of having thirty-six main meridians in the Blood-Qi Realm.

His strength is inexhaustible, so there's no need to worry about running out of energy.

Clang--

Heavenly Frost swirls in her fair wrist, Wind and Rain Obscure power of the Flower-Seeking Sword Technique rises again, interspersed with the spirit of an inexhaustible wildfire.

One sword, two stances!

Like Wildfire Prairie Fire, it gathers strength and accumulates Wind and Rain Obscure and stormy weather continues unabated, overwhelming others with its momentum.

The two elements were perfectly superimposed by Ying Bing, blending together seamlessly without any sense of disharmony, and even complementing each other's shortcomings!

Li Mo sighed inwardly.

Ice Block is still Ice Block.

It's unrealistic to think that you can go toe-to-toe with her using only Swordsmanship.

Of course, Little Li never intended to win with a sword in the first place.

He deliberately used the Wind Shadow Step to disengage from the battle, his figure suddenly retreating more than ten feet.

"Sharp."

Li Mo said sincerely.

"This is nothing."

Ying Bing did not pursue, but stood there with her sword on her back, showing no sign of smugness.

In her previous life, she had never mastered the simultaneous use of two forces before reaching the Inner Breath Realm; she could only use them proficiently after reaching the Divine Observation Realm.

He was already quite admirable that she could use it at this time.

What surprised her even more was the length and strength of Li Mo's breath, something she had never seen in any other Blood-Qi Realm.

This... is it also something obtained from that inherited treasure?

The audience was completely silent.

Even on the stage, there was a moment of silence.

The two of them had already exceeded the limits of their understanding of the word 'genius' with just a slight movement.

"Are you trying to kill us?"

Elder Su of Sunset Glow Peak finally let out a long sigh of relief.

There was a time when she was also known as a kendo genius.

However, only when Divine Observation can one vaguely sense the presence of the sword's power; only when observing the Inner Scene and the scene within one's heart can one truly grasp it.

These two little guys are both outrageous...

Is there any possibility?

"Ying Bing hasn't used her full strength yet?"

Qian Bufan stammered.

The crowd was immediately thrown into a daze and became even more confused.

Indeed, Ying Bing's skills extend far beyond swordsmanship.

The inheritance beneath Clear Abyss and his own physique have not yet been fully utilized; he hadn't even used his Internal Breath just now.

Let's wait and see.

Elder Han He looked at Li Mo with deep eyes.

Ying Bing didn't use her full strength, but that kid did?

While the elders were talking in hushed tones.

"I'm getting serious," Li Mo said.

"I am a realm above you."

Ying Bing looked at the serious-looking boy, then suddenly parted her lips slightly:

"If you touch the hem of my clothes, you win."

Ice Block rarely shows her domineering side.

This shows that she's getting serious.

"Good."

These words ignited a small flame in Li Mo's heart.

It's commonly known as being a bit intoxicating.

The next moment.

The two players on the field moved.

Buzz--

A strong, Weapon Intent emanated from the ground, leaving marks on the bluestone floor.

Li Mo seemed to have transformed into a magnificent weapon, dazzling to behold.

For the first time, he used the Extreme Weapon Slaughter Body to annihilate his body in combat.

From the Heavenly Mandate Eye, he had long known that Ice Block's strongest reliance was definitely not swordsmanship.

It's her as a person!

So, Little Li decided to take a hard line.

Boom--

The Crimson Firmament Sword, enveloped in a sharp killing intent, hummed and clanged, becoming the center of the Mystic Weapon.

With boundless sharpness and overwhelming force, it almost devoured Ying Bing.

One force can overcome all methods.

This is not something Li Mo learned from swordsmanship.

At the same time.

As the Heavenly Frost Sword was unleashed, clouds and mist arose, seemingly nonexistent yet omnipresent, their existence concealing a sharp edge of both light and darkness.

There was no sword light, yet it felt as if ten thousand swords were striking him.

Even though he was only fighting Ying Bing, Li Mo inexplicably felt like he was surrounded.

No matter what moves Li Mo made, no matter how fierce his killing intent was, he couldn't stir up much of a ripple in the sunset glow.

Everyone in the room was completely stunned.

If at the beginning, both of their Swordsmanship were beyond their comprehension, now they couldn't even tell who had the upper hand.

All that can be seen is the rising and falling of the rosy clouds, their sharp edges surging and surging into the vastness.

The aura emanating from the two of them even caused a thin mist to rise in the air.

Bite--

Li Mo finally caught sight of Ying Bing's figure amidst the hazy, ethereal glow of the sunset, and without hesitation, unleashed a full-force attack.

However, what awaited him was not the clearing of the clouds and the rain, but the girl's figure slowly fading away.

It missed.

"No wonder they say if I even touch the hem of your clothes, I win..."

Li Mo was drenched in sweat.

At the same time, he knew very well that he could not continue to waste time.

Those numerous feints hidden within the rosy light, imbued with Ying Bing's Internal Breath, were incredibly chilling, making his thoughts almost sluggish.

Soon, he even had difficulty moving.

This is the Red Destiny, this is... the person born in response to the needs of the martial arts world.

Ice Block is so strong it inspires despair.

The elders on the high platform also sighed almost imperceptibly.

If they were to go up there, even if they maintained their Inner Breath Profound Pill Realm cultivation, they wouldn't have the slightest chance of winning against Ying Bing.

They probably won't last as long as Li Mo.

They see more in it.

Ying Bing was using the glowing light and her Internal Breath to simulate Sword Qi.

Compared to Xiao Qin's ability to project his Internal Breath, it's utterly laughable, like that of a child.

And.

It's not just a simple simulation; sometimes it's agile and ethereal, sometimes powerful and vigorous, sometimes simple and unadorned... ever-changing, yet resonating with each other.

In a word, absolutely brilliant.

Two words: terrifying.

"Call..."

"If the glow of dawn can conceal a sword, can the Weapon Intent also...?"

Suddenly, Li Mo seemed to realize something.

Meanwhile, the other hand, hidden beneath the robe, held the Star Pestle quietly in its palm.

Everything around suddenly slowed down.

"Um?"

In an instant, Ying Bing noticed that even her movements had become sluggish.

On the other side, Li Mo had suddenly appeared.

The boy did not use a sword; his right hand, holding the Crimson Firmament, hung limply.

He raised the robe in his left hand—or rather, the hammer hidden within the robe—and slowly brought it down.

The speed is not fast.

However, it gives people the feeling that no matter where you run to or how you try to escape, there is no way to avoid it.

Settling the Universe the world!

Ying Bing seemed to be deep in thought.

The Sword Qi in the sky contracted, and a wisp of Taiyin Power was used as a thread to twist the Sword Qi into a ball.

Boom--

Time seemed to stand still around us.

In the next instant, countless breaths surged forth, uncontrollably shooting in all directions.

The scene immediately became somewhat chaotic.

Shangguan Wencang his hand on the table and stood up, instantly appearing on the arena, pressing down with one hand.

In his palm seemed to be a circle that could devour everything, absorbing all things, reducing everything to Return Abyss, and making storms disappear without a trace.

His gaze was fixed intently on the center of the ring.

Everyone else was the same.

Who's winning?

However.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, everyone suddenly fell silent again.

What just happened?

Little Li smashed the condensed Sword Qi with a single blow.

He used Supreme Lore that was impossible for the Blood-Qi Realm to activate, and even with the Qi and Blood of his thirty-six meridians, he was almost completely exhausted.

However, that Taiyin Power did not dissipate, leaving him feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

It's fucking cold.

Before he could react, he grabbed Ying Bing's waist in a daze and fell into her arms, pulling her down to the ground with him.

Um...

Little Li's eyes were covered.

My already sluggish mind was now left with only one thought:

"Even if it's Ice Block, it's still soft and fragrant in my arms..."

Ying Bing seemed stunned.

They didn't push him away immediately.

Everyone: "!?"

The elders. "!!?"

Attendees from various sects, both large and small. "!!?"

A passing dog. "???"

Their hearts were in their throats.

He finally died.

The already chaotic scene became even more chaotic.