A violent storm of true energy swept across the martial arts arena wantonly.
Just like thousands of armies crossing the border, thousands of horses galloping to defeat all enemies.
Faced with this terrifying momentum, Qin Mo was still shocked.
He clenched his sword tightly and pointed it directly at Wei Tianjue, "I've been waiting for this battle for a long time, come on now!"
Qin Mo wants to fight not just Wei Tianjue.
Qin Xiaohan, Chu Yuntao, Wei Longyuan...he could not let go of any of these people who had suppressed the Qin family.
Wei Tianjue is their last trump card.
Only by stepping on Wei Tianjue to reach the top can we defeat them mentally.
boom!
The first-grade fire spirit root activates!
The blazing true energy burst out, turning the martial arts arena into a sea of fire.
Qin Mo's momentum was not weaker than his opponent's.
"You will definitely lose this battle!"
Qin Mo showed extraordinary confidence.
"Arrogant!"
Wei Tianjue snorted coldly, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
For him, there is also no retreat in this battle.
The two have not yet exchanged blows, but they have already formed a momentum confrontation.
There seemed to be an invisible spark that was violently colliding between the eyes of both parties.
The audience outside the venue gradually held their breath and stopped making noises.
They obviously did not expect that Qin Mo was not inferior to Wei Tianjue in terms of momentum.
The Qi released by the two people is also extremely balanced, and no one can suppress the other in one breath.
"Little beast, don't think that you can challenge me just by relying on your spiritual roots. I can become the number one genius in Cangyuan City because of more than just my spiritual roots."
Wei Tianjue smiled coldly, and suddenly thrust out the long sword in his hand.
The sword's light was like lightning, cutting through the void.
As soon as Wei Tianjue made a move, he used the third form of Liuyun Sword Technique: splitting the waves.
This sword is so fierce and fierce that it really has the momentum to cut mountains and seas.
"The starting move is to cut through the waves, which is rare."
Wei Longyuan was very shocked.
Chopping waves requires extremely strong explosive power, so this move is generally not used at the beginning.
Wei Tianjue wanted to beat Qin Mo to death with a stick, but he would crush the opponent to death.
This can only show that he is a little anxious.
"Well done!"
Qin Mo's eyes narrowed and he suddenly swung his sword.
There are no special skills, it's just head-on fighting.
What you fight for is momentum!
"You actually want to confront me head-on? You're looking for death!"
Wei Tianjue sneered in his heart.
Qiang——
The long swords collided, making a deafening sound of gold and iron.
Two powerful waves of true energy came from behind and burst out from the long sword.
boom!
The deafening sound of explosions resounded throughout the countryside.
The true energy turns into turbulent currents, rushing up and down, shooting vertically and horizontally.
The crowd of onlookers outside the stadium were hit by these turbulent flows of true energy, as if they had received a heavy blow.
Some of the weaker disciples were even knocked unconscious on the spot.
The martial arts arena was filled with smoke and dust.
The two figures separated as soon as they touched each other, each retreating ten feet away.
Qin Mo's face was flushed and his blood was surging. He had obviously suffered a big shock.
As for Wei Tianjue, he seems to be taking it more calmly.
His energy and blood were stable, and his breathing was not disordered at all, showing his extraordinary foundation.
However, his eyes were obviously different.
In the entire Cangyuan Martial Academy, there is no disciple who can forcefully accept his sword moves.
Qin Mo actually blocked it.
There is no opportunism.
No external force was used.
Instead, he relied on his true ability to catch the sword forcefully.
This made Wei Tianjue feel incredible.
"Is this kid's spiritual roots really stronger than mine?"
Wei Tianjue said bitterly.
We all have the same first-grade spiritual roots. Wei Tianjue has the bonus of swordsmanship, but Qin Mo just blocks it casually.
Even so, Wei Tianjue did not hurt Qin Mo.
Doesn't this mean that Qin Mo made up for the gap in swordsmanship by relying on his spiritual root advantage?
"If you are better than the spiritual root, you are still far behind me."
Qin Mo sneered and shook his head.
In that confrontation just now, he only used his ethereal roots.
If both spiritual roots exploded at the same time, how could Wei Tianjue be so calm?
"Impossible, everyone has first-grade spiritual roots, there is no reason for me to lose to you."
Wei Tianjue was unwilling to give in and decided to try again.
"Wind and lingering clouds!"
The long sword swept across and turned into a 100-foot long sword, which fiercely rolled towards Qin Mo.
This is the fifth form of Liuyun Sword Technique, and its lethality is even higher.
"too weak."
Qin Mo narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly.
This time, he didn't flinch either.
Facing the rainbow of sword energy sweeping away, Qin Mo struck out with a palm.
When the true energy exploded, it condensed into a huge palm print, like a mountain, and was smashed out.
"Is it the Heaven-Suppressing Palm?"
Someone recognized this trick.
"How can the Heaven-Suppressing Palm be able to defeat Liuyun Sword Technique?"
Wei Longyuan shook his head and sneered.
Even Qin Mingyuan was dumbfounded. Isn't his son short-sighted?
Among worldly martial arts, Liuyun Sword Technique is considered top-notch.
As for the Qin family's Heaven-Suppressing Palm, it is first-class at best, but not yet at the top level.
In terms of martial arts level, Qin Mo was completely at a disadvantage.
"Is he crazy?"
Everyone had incredible expressions on their faces.
boom!
At this moment, the huge palm print collided violently with the sword spirit.
next moment.
The sword energy was shattered by the palm print, and every inch of it collapsed.
"What?"
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.
Even the three elders also showed surprised expressions.
"We both have first-grade spiritual roots, why are there such big differences?"
Situ Yi really couldn't understand it.
"I also can not understand."
Elder Lingxu shook his head repeatedly, looking embarrassed.
Even Nangong Xueji, who had the most attainments and the strongest cultivation, fell into deep thought.
She has been in Fulong Sect for so many years and has seen many evil geniuses.
But this was the first time I encountered a freak like Qin Mo.
They both have first-grade spiritual roots, but Qin Mo is much stronger than his opponent.
"It stands to reason that there wouldn't be such a big gap between first-grade spiritual roots. Could it be that this boy has a higher-grade spiritual root?"
Nangong Xueji frowned slightly, a trace of suspicion flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"Super first-grade Holy Spirit root?"
Situ Yi felt like he was struck by lightning.
This is also a legendary existence in the entire Beiling Continent.
There are probably very few people in the world who have seen the Holy Spirit Root.
"It's impossible. There is only one Holy Spirit root in ten thousand. The last Holy Spirit root was the myth of the cultivation world, Emperor Qin. Moreover, that was already 80,000 years ago."
Elder Lingxu shook his head repeatedly.
"It's true that I'm overly concerned. I just tested it with the psychic mirror. It's indeed a first-grade spiritual root. The psychic mirror can't be wrong."
Nangong Xueji also denied his conjecture.
When she calmed down, she even felt a little ridiculous.
How can a super first-grade Holy Spirit root appear so easily?
For tens of thousands of years, Fulong Sect has not had a Holy Spirit root appear, let alone a mere Cangyuan City.
Turbulence swept across the martial arts arena.
Wei Tianjue was a little embarrassed, the sword in his hand trembled, and he let out a series of whines.
"Why is this happening? I don't believe it."
He looked at Qin Mo in disbelief.
Qin Mo was just entering the Xiantian realm for the first time, and he was far inferior to himself in terms of cultivation base and actual combat experience.
But why can he still defeat his own sword moves?
"How can the only difference between you and me be spiritual roots?"
Qin Mo smiled coldly, with a bit of contempt in his eyes.
"What did you say?"
Wei Tianjue's face turned pale.
"You think you can be arrogant in front of me after blocking two of my swords? It's not too late to be arrogant after taking this sword from me."
He also has the most powerful sword and is confident enough to kill Qin Mo.