The Power of Money, a Unique Fighting Style

Chen Jie loosened his fist, reached out and patted Li Xinglin's face, and sneered:

"You're not that strong, but you're just as arrogant as me."

But who do you think you are, to be compared to me?

"But you've got guts, daring to look at Liu Yi like that. I admire your courage; at least in this respect, I wouldn't dare."

After speaking, he stood up and glanced at everyone present.

Seeing the fear and awe in everyone's eyes, his anger gradually subsided, and he began to enjoy the feeling of being respected.

Wei Mo stared blankly at Li Xinglin's miserable state, unable to believe that Li Xinglin had been defeated in just two moves. He muttered to himself:

"Impossible... I must be seeing things, hallucinating!"

Otherwise, how could Li Xinglin have been defeated by this country bumpkin from the Eastern Desolation in just two moves?

Sun Qing was also filled with shock. Although she had sensed Chen Jie's strength long ago, she hadn't expected him to be this strong.

She was truly astonished that he defeated Li Xinglin with just two punches.

At the same time, she couldn't help but worry about her upcoming match with Su Wantang.

All the cultivators watching the battle were stunned, and exclamations of surprise rose and fell continuously.

"How is that possible? Chen Jie is just a prodigy from that poor, remote place in the Eastern Desolation, how could he be so strong?"

"Too strong! If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that Li Xinglin could be defeated so miserably."

If he had been even a fraction slower in admitting defeat, he probably would have been beaten to death!

"How did the Eastern Desolation suddenly become so strong? It's really illogical! Could Qian Duoduo and Su Wantang be this powerful too?"

"Now I'm really worried about the upcoming matches. I just hope we can win the next two, otherwise, our Central Continent will never be able to hold our heads high in front of the Eastern Desolation."

Chen Jie entered the live stream with his Divine Sense and was somewhat helpless to see that the number of viewers was only 8.7 billion.

The fight was over so quickly, it ended in the blink of an eye. Many people didn't even have time to enter the live stream before the match was over.

The next live competition must start earlier, otherwise it will end before many people show up.

His gaze swept over the constantly flashing donation notifications in the live stream, and a look of delight immediately appeared on his face. He spoke in the live stream with his Divine Sense:

"Thank you all for the rewards! I previously said I would defeat Li Xinglin within three moves, and I have now won in two moves. I kept my word."

There are two more matches coming up, and I will continue to broadcast them live for you.

As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed and leaped off the stage.

Upon seeing this, several disciples of the Heavenly Devil Sect quickly flew onto the arena, took out the Spring-Returning Pill and fed it to Li Xinglin, then carried him away from the arena in haste.

Upon seeing this, Qian Duoduo's spirits lifted, and he immediately said to Liu Yi:

"Brother Yi, I'm going on stage in a bit, so just watch!"

"That so-called heir of the Immortal Blood Aristocratic Clan, Wei Mo, I'll definitely show him the power of money."

Liu Yi warned, "Old Qian, don't underestimate them. Be careful, you might get caught off guard and suffer a setback."

"Don't worry! I've developed a new tactic, a unique style of combat just for me. Today, I'll show you all how powerful I am!"

After finishing her Qian Duoduo, Qian Duoduo confidently flew onto the arena.

Upon hearing this, Liu Yi's eyes flashed with curiosity; he wanted to know what Qian Duoduo's new strategy was.

He then looked at Wei Mo, who had also leaped onto the stage, his eyes narrowing thoughtfully.

Wei Mo is a descendant of the Immortal Blood Aristocratic Clan; his ancestors included immortals. What exactly is the state of his body and bloodline?

Is it the same as the various races I studied in the Xuanyi World, or will it differ depending on the world?

The thought flashed through his mind, and he made up his mind: he would place a tracking mark on the other party later.

Find another opportunity to secretly study Wei Mo and collect his physical data to improve the Dao Body Realm.

Qian Duoduo glanced at Wei Mo in front of her, a slight smile playing on her lips:

"I've heard that your ancestors included immortals, with immortal blood flowing through your veins? I wonder how much your current strength compares to your ancestor's."

"Hmph, my ancestors were immortals, of noble birth, how could you, a country bumpkin, compare?"

Wei Mo raised his chin slightly, his face full of arrogance, but inwardly he was wary.

Chen Jie just displayed formidable strength; I wonder if Qian Duoduo is just as fierce as Chen Jie.

Qian Duoduo curled her lip in disdain, her tone tinged with mockery:

"Your ancestor was an immortal, but he turned into a handful of dust many years ago?"

"You're nothing but putting on airs in front of me because of your ancestors' reputation. Without real strength, even if your ancestors were incarnations of the Great Dao, what does it matter to you?"

Wei Mo's face darkened, his eyes blazing with anger, and a cold smile appeared on his face.

"Good, very good!"

Today I'll show you what I'm capable of, and teach you what true awe is!

"Oh? Then go ahead and use all your tricks. Today I'll show you the power of money!"

Qian Duoduo's body suddenly surged with light, and when the halo dissipated...

He was already wearing mecha armor and High-Grade Spirit Artifact protective armor, and his feet were clad in High-Grade Spirit Artifact Wind Chaser Boots.

High-Grade Spirit Artifact pagoda floated above his head, High-Grade Spirit Artifact shield hovered in front of him, and his entire body shone with precious light.

He clutched a thick stack of explosive talismans in both hands, and with a casual flick of his wrist, he hurled them at Wei Mo in a deluge.

Seeing the radiance of the High-Grade Spirit Artifact covering his body, Wei Mo's lips twitched violently, and jealousy surged in his heart.

As a descendant of the Immortal Blood Aristocratic Clan, I have never possessed so many High-Grade Spirit Artifact.

He glanced at the incoming explosive tag, nimbly dodging it, but scoffed disdainfully:

"These low-level and mid-level explosive tags can't hurt me at all!"

"Heh, can't hurt you? Then why are you dodging? If you're so tough, don't dodge!"

Qian Duoduo moved swiftly and unpredictably, throwing out a continuous stream of explosive talismans that instantly enveloped the arena.

In an instant, a deafening explosion rocked the arena, and flames shot straight into the sky.

Wei Mo was forced to dodge in a sorry state by the overwhelming barrage of explosive tags, without even a chance to catch his breath.

Liu Yi stared blankly at Qian Duoduo, who was full of vigor on the stage and constantly throwing out explosive talismans.

This truly demonstrates the power of money.

Although a single explosive talisman isn't expensive, the total price after throwing out so many has already reached an astonishing level. Qian Duoduo is basically throwing money at Wei Mo.

This fighting style, though unscrupulous, is precisely what suits him best; it's a unique tactic of his.

After all, the money spent on talismans just now is something few people can afford, and even if they could, no one would be willing to spend so much.

Little Yellow was also stunned, and exclaimed in surprise, "Qian Duoduo is just throwing money at people!"

This truly demonstrates the power of money; I'm afraid only he in the entire world would do something like this.

Wei Mo attacked the explosive talismans with his sword while dodging them, but he still couldn't avoid being hit by them.

While low-level and medium-level explosive tags wouldn't seriously injure him, they were certainly annoying enough.

What made him even worse was that the explosive tags were mixed with high-level explosive tags, which made his Qi and Blood boil and his whole body feel uncomfortable.

He intended to attack Qian Duoduo with his sword, but the opponent's movements were unpredictable, and the arena was filled with explosive talismans, leaving him no chance to catch his breath.

"You idiot! All you know how to do is throw explosive tags?"

"Are there no other means?"

Qian Duoduo chuckled as she looked at Wei Mo's disheveled appearance:

"Can you feel the power of my money?"

Since you think you don't have enough explosive tags, I'll give you some new ones that I guarantee will satisfy you.