Mo Wentian had been prepared for a long time. When he saw Xiao Xiao, he took action without any panic. He slid half a step back on his toes, raised his hand like a knife, and held it horizontally in front of his face. For a moment, he had the momentum of a flat knife!
Xiao Xiao just grabbed it casually, but it was also a blow from a master of the eighth level of body tempering. It should not be able to resist Mo Wentian at all. But as soon as he caught Mo Wentian's arm, Xiao Xiao's fingertips froze, because Mo Wentian
Wentian's arm was as thick as the back of a knife, and its steel-like solidity prevented Xiao Xiao's palm from entering any further!
Mo Wentian's arm was covered with Chen Gong's blood, and the disgusting greasy feeling made Xiao Xiao's heart grow cold. He took a sharp breath in his chest. Xiao Xiao pointed his finger like a blade, moved forward another inch, and pointed
The tip had already pierced into Mo Wentian's arm, and five terrifying blood holes suddenly appeared.
At this moment, there was a surge in Mo Wentian's body, and the internal energy flowing like warm water suddenly became violent, like a wild python, rushing towards Mo Wentian's right arm.
"Snapped!"
The smile on Xiao Xiao's face finally disappeared completely. Just at the previous moment, he suddenly felt himself embedded in the five fingers of the other person's arm. Suddenly there was a burning sensation like fire. It seemed that in the next moment, all his fingers would be useless.
, burnt to charred bones by the raging flames!
Without any hesitation, when Xiao Xiao felt something was wrong, he immediately withdrew his finger. At the same time, Mo Wentian did not take advantage of the situation to retreat. Instead, he turned his hand into a knife and raised it high forward.
"Striking style! Splitting style!"
Mo Wentian's soles rubbed hard against the slippery ground, and he rushed toward Xiao Xiao. At this moment, Mo Wentian's right arm was like a broken knife in his hand, violently interacting with the air.
The friction, the air waves brought up out of thin air blew Xiao Xiao's hair back, Mo Wentian's knife was approaching, Xiao Xiao's eyes widened, he had no time to draw the knife, so he could only raise his hand to make a knife like Mo Wentian, and pointed at
Mo Wentian went up to greet him.
"Click! Bang!"
Then there was a sound of bone cracking, and Mo Wentian's entire right arm was broken from it and bent backwards. His whole body seemed to have hit a big mountain and fell towards the competition platform behind him.
"Senior Brother Xiao, do you want to break the rules of the competition? Or, you no longer take the Protectorate Xiaoyao Sect into your eyes!"
Mo Wentian fell into a pool of blood again, and his whole body was stained with a layer of plasma, but he still had no fear, staggered up from the ground, and shouted at Xiao Xiao.
After hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiao Xiao retracted the foot he had already stepped out, his eyes flickered, and finally, a smile appeared on his face again.
"Little brother is joking, I just want to see your true face, but I didn't expect that little brother would react so fiercely, that's all."
The fight between the two people just now was watched by everyone, and it was over before they had time to stop it. At this time, the strong man in the Qi Refining Stage was already in the air, and he could respect Li Yuanji.
Although he has an identity, he has no fear of Xiao Xiao, so Xiao Xiao can only retreat temporarily.
"That's why I said that Senior Brother Xiao is indeed an idiot. Do you think I wear a mask just to look good?"
Who would have thought that at this moment, Mo Wentian still didn't give up and continued to provoke, seemingly not taking Xiao Xiao seriously at all. You know, Mo Wentian and Xiao Xiao just fought hand to hand, but Mo Wentian was defeated!
At least the rest of the people thought so, because they clearly saw that at the last moment, Mo Wentian attacked, but instead his arm was broken and his figure flew out. And what about Xiao Xiao? At most, he took half a step back.
That's all.
"Where did this kid come from? Is he looking for death?"
"I have never heard of such a number one person. It seems like he is dead now."
"Is this a lunatic? Are you risking your life to drag Xiao Xiao down and deprive the opponent of his qualification?"
For a while, there were many opinions, and the most anxious ones were naturally the disciples of Duanyue Sect. Chen Gong was cut into pieces. They were eager for Xiao Xiao to avenge Chen Gong, but they were also afraid that Xiao Xiao would lose the game in anger.
Qualifications, in that case, I am afraid there will be no suspense about the winner of this competition, and the Duanyue Sect has also lost its greatest hope.
While everyone was guessing, Xiao Xiao paused, and then continued walking towards the competition stage without looking back. Only Li Yuanji noticed that a faint trace of blood spilled from the corner of Xiao Xiao's mouth.
!
Xiao Xiao is injured!
Yes, when Mo Wentian sacrificed his life for a chopping blow, even though Xiao Xiao's strength was a full four levels higher than Mo Wentian, Mo Wentian's mysterious sword technique, coupled with the bonus of internal strength, still made him resist in a hurry.
Xiao Xiao suffered internal injuries!
And although everyone only saw Mo Wentian's defeat, they had forgotten that the beginning of all this was Xiao Xiao trying to take off the opponent's mask. What was the final result? Not only did Xiao Xiao return without success, he even suffered from internal injuries.
Shang, if all this is known to others, I am afraid that after today, Mo Wentian's name will be spread throughout the Chu Kingdom!
Mo Wentian's face was blocked by the Rakshasa mask, so no one could see his pale face at the moment. Mo Wentian did not step down from the stage, but stood proudly on the competition stage, like an evil god, watching quietly.
Looking in the direction Xiao Xiao left, I was filled with emotion.
"I managed to provoke Xiao Xiao out of nowhere. I'm really lucky!"
Mo Wentian wasn't trying to be cool, but he couldn't move at all now. The gap between the eighth level of body tempering and the fourth level of body tempering was incalculable. This was the first time that Mo Wentian truly felt what Li Yuanji was doing.
level of strength, but at this time, apart from his broken arm, his whole body's aura was already disordered.
So Mo Wentian couldn't move. He was just quietly mobilizing the internal energy in his body to constantly repair the damage caused to his body. However, this scene gave everyone a different feeling. Until this time, everyone also returned
The taste has come.
"This person is not simple. He drove Xiao Xiao away with just one blow and one word, and he showed no fear at all. Is he really a rogue cultivator?"
"Quick! I don't care what method you use, get me all the information about this Rakshasa boy!"
"If he doesn't die in this competition, given time, he will definitely be a figure!"
Qi Qi, who was on the competition stage No. 4, did not see this scene happen, but others saw it. In addition to the warriors in the martial arts arena, ordinary people outside the competition stage, there were also many people with extraordinary status.
I noticed the existence of Mo Wentian.
"Canghai, what do you think of this person?"
On the stand, the future King of Chu, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, was looking at Arena No. 1 with great interest. He did not feel any discomfort due to the blood on the arena, but instead glanced at the leader of the Imperial Guard beside him.
Take a look.
"Your Highness, if this person can survive until the end of the competition, it will not be too late to talk."
Canghai seemed more calm than the prince. He knew very well that he had offended the son of the leader of the Duanyue Sect and killed a disciple of the Duanyue Sect. This young man named Mo Yun would probably be in big trouble, so he had no idea about the future of the other party.
Optimistic.
"That's fine."
The prince was a little dissatisfied. He felt that the best time to conquer someone was to give them help in times of need. However, when he thought about the identity of the other person as a casual cultivator, he thought it would not be difficult in the future, so he stopped insisting and adjusted his sitting posture.
, and set his sights on several other competition stages.
Unlike the prince, at this moment in a loft in the south, Chu Chen's eyes were already shining like the scorching sun in the sky. The tea in his hand had long been cold, but he still didn't put down the tea cup, and even held the tea cup.
His palms began to tremble with excitement.
"Heaven will not destroy me, God will not destroy me!"
Uncle Lin stood aside with his head bowed, with a hint of surprise on his face. He did not expect that the young man Chu Chen valued could actually burst out with such energy. He split Chen Gong into two pieces with one knife, and then struck again
Blocking Xiao Xiao's attack, the courage and courage alone are not something ordinary people can possess.
"Uncle Lin..."
Chu Chen's voice was already a little hoarse, and his throat was trembling rapidly. He could hardly speak a complete sentence. He turned his head to look at Uncle Lin, and stood up from the chair.
"I understand, I'll make arrangements!"
Uncle Lin turned around and was about to leave, but Chu Chen grabbed Uncle Lin's arm. The tea spilled and splashed onto Chu Chen's luxurious clothes, bringing with it a slight chill.
"No, Uncle Lin, I ask you to take action yourself!"
Uncle Lin suddenly raised his head, looked at Chu Chen's firm eyes, and his heart trembled.
"Your Highness..."
"Uncle Lin, you know, I have no choice but to go. In three years at most, my brother will be lonely. And I am only one step away from this, so this may be a hope!"
The wrinkles on Uncle Lin's face were squeezed together. He looked at Chu Chen as if looking at his own child. Finally, Uncle Lin let out a long sigh.
"good!"
After saying this word, Uncle Lin turned around and disappeared into the darkness, never to be seen again. With a hint of hope on his face, Chu Chen looked again at Mo Wentian, who was standing tall on the ring.
"The last step!"
Mo Wentian stood on the stage, took a few deep breaths, and felt the coolness coming from his right arm, and his internal organs were no longer so uncomfortable. Then he walked down step by step with his body covered in bright red.
Entering the martial arts arena, every step he took, the warriors under the martial arts arena had to give way, fearing that they would be contaminated by a trace of evil spirit.
Mo Wentian didn't care, nor did he deliberately avoid Xiao Xiao's direction. He returned to the place where he was standing before. Along the way, his body was still dripping with blood. Between him and the competition stage
A long bloodstain was drawn out, but none of these bloodstains were Mo Wentian's own.
Returning to the original place, Mo Wentian lowered his head and lowered his eyes, letting the blood droplets fall from the ends of his hair and the edges of his clothes. There was no movement. For a moment, no one dared to come forward to disturb him, and Mo Wentian took advantage of the situation to speed up.
Due to the reversal of internal force in his body, as time passed, the five blood holes on his arms began to slowly heal.
"What's going on? His wounds are starting to heal!"
"This kid is not a human, he is simply a Rakshasa ghost that climbed up from hell!"
"I hope I don't draw this Rakshasa in the next round!"
"No, at least Senior Brother Xiao and Senior Brother Li won't kill him! This lunatic!"
In just one battle, Mo Wentian had already established a powerful shadow among the warriors, with the name of Rakshasa. At this moment, he was on par with Li Yuanji and Xiao Xiao!
ps: Thanks to [Nine Heavens Hegemony] for the reward, Bi Kong is grateful! Bi Kong will do his best to write this story well, and I will repay it!