In people's expectations, the battle between Qin Mo and Mo Qingcheng should have been fierce.
But within a moment, the fighting between the two sides came to an abrupt end.
Mo Qingcheng stopped on his own initiative.
Qin Mo avoided his punch path seven times in a row, and even looked directly at his position, which made him feel like he was naked.
He even began to doubt himself. Could it be that something was wrong with his Guiyuan Ti training?
"Why on earth is this? How on earth did you do it?"
Mo Qingcheng stared at Qin Mo, his face turning pale.
"You underestimate the ability of a mind teacher."
Qin Mo smiled lightly.
"Nianshi?"
Mo Qingcheng suddenly realized.
But then, his eyes became more frightened.
If Qin Mo captured his own aura with his telepathy, how powerful must this telepathy be?
A fourth-grade nana master, or even a third-grade nian master, might not be able to do it, right?
"There are still three more moves, why don't you do it?"
Qin Mo looked at him with interest.
Mo Qingcheng secretly gritted his teeth, struggled for a moment, and suddenly escaped from the foreign space.
He said to the Great Elder Qi Niu with a face of shame: "This disciple knows that he is not strong enough, so he wants to stay in seclusion for another sixty years."
Say it.
Mo Qingcheng turned into light and left, leaving only everyone looking at each other.
"this……"
The great elder Qi Niu couldn't laugh or cry.
He also watched Mo Qingcheng grow up and has a lot of feelings for Mo Qingcheng.
Unfortunately, Mo Qingcheng met Qin Mo in the first round, and even his best Guiyuan Style was easily cracked by Qin Mo.
For Mo Qingcheng, this may be a lifelong shadow.
"Qin Mo wins the first game."
Elder Qi Niu announced the results and even felt a little sorry for Mo Qingcheng.
Outside the venue, there was an uproar.
"I forgot, this guy is also a very powerful mind master, and he just happened to restrain Mo Qingcheng's Guiyuan Ti. It's a pity..."
Ye Nantian shook his head and sighed.
He originally wanted to take the opportunity to observe Qin Mo, but he didn't observe anything.
"He is indeed a troublesome guy, but I have already mastered the six demon-slaying styles, so I can easily deal with this guy."
Ye Nantian's self-confidence has not wavered at all.
"The second game, Ye Nantian versus Xiao Mu."
The game continues.
This time it was Ye Nantian's turn to appear.
As he entered the fighting stage, there was a burst of cheers from outside the venue.
In the true biography circle, Ye Nantian is still very popular.
As for his opponent Xiao Mu, he is ranked outside the top ten in the true biography list. Although he is quite famous, he is obviously not Ye Nantian's opponent.
There is naturally no suspense in this battle.
However, as Xiao Mu, he cherishes the opportunity to play against Ye Nantian.
Normally, Ye Nantian would never fight him.
"Senior Brother Ye, I have worked hard on swordsmanship in the past few years and have finally made good progress. Today I want to learn your unique sword skills."
Xiao Mu has an ordinary appearance and is extremely polite in his words.
However, there was a strong fighting spirit in his eyes, as if he was provoking Ye Nantian.
"Show the magic weapon!"
Ye Nantian put his hands behind his back and remained calm.
Xiao Mu also said nothing nonsense. He raised his palm and a long sword came out of his palm.
Where the sword pointed, the void collapsed.
This person's swordsmanship belongs to the fierce style, and he usually constantly refines his sword energy to increase the hardness of his sword.
The strengthened sword is stacked layer by layer to achieve an indestructible effect.
Xiao Mu has been in Fulong Sect for thirty years, and during these thirty years, he has been perfecting his sword.
Just half a year ago, he had perfected this technique.
Xiao Mu knew very well that he had no chance of winning against Ye Nantian, so he used his strongest sword from the beginning.
Ninety-nine and eighty-one layers of swords were superimposed together, and they directly killed Ye Nantian.
"It's a bit new, but it doesn't threaten me."
Ye Nantian chuckled lightly.
There was a wisp of transparent sword energy wrapped around his fingertips, which was even a hundred times thinner than hair, and was completely invisible to the naked eye.
Just as the eighty-one-level sword gang approached, this wisp of sword thread burst out.
Chi la——
A piece of lightning seemed to flash across the thick sword steel.
next moment.
The sword gang disintegrated and divided into eighty-one sword gangs, flying around.
Ye Nantian actually dissected the opponent's sword.
In just a short moment, his sword wire cut back and forth, just like a cook cutting an ox, disintegrating the opponent's sword with an extremely precise technique.
"This this……"
Xiao Mu's eyes widened and he slowly knelt on the ground.
At this moment, he completely collapsed.
The sword that he had been practicing for thirty years was disintegrated by Ye Nantian with a snap of his fingers.
"Is this the strength of the Five True Legends?"
Xiao Mu lowered his head and smiled bitterly.
The strong fighting spirit in his eyes was gone.
"The look in your eyes just now seemed to be provoking me. Unfortunately, you are too weak. I have to teach you a lesson."
Ye Nantian's face suddenly turned cold.
Facing the defeated Xiao Mu, a sword thread shot out from his fingertips.
puff--
In an instant, Xiao Mu's dantian was pierced.
"you……"
Xiao Mu looked painful, feeling that his magic power was constantly fading.
He could clearly feel that the Dao palace and spiritual roots were being plundered.
"I've already lost, why are you still so cruel?"
Xiao Mu gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with hatred.
"I am doing it for your own good. I want you to know that you have to endure hardships and practice even harder. As a true disciple of the Fulong Sect, you can't be a waste like you."
Ye Nantian lectured like a senior.
From the corner of his eye, he glanced at Qin Mo outside the court.
He was cruel to Xiao Mu and seemed to be showing an attitude to Qin Mo.
It's like saying: Look, this is what you get for provoking me.
As for whether the victim was Xiao Mu or someone else, Ye Nantian didn't care.
"In the second game, Ye Nantian wins."
The face of the great elder Qi Niu was a little gloomy.
However, he didn't say much. The True Pass Competition has always been cruel, and he was used to it.
For Qin Mo, Ye Nantian's tactics not only failed to deter him, but instead only caused anger.
This also made Qin Mo's hatred for Ye Nantian reach a peak.
There was not much suspense in the next game. Qin Mo and Ye Nantian crushed them all the way, and in the end it was just the confrontation between them.
"The last game, Qin Mo versus Ye Nantian, please show up for both sides..."
As soon as Great Elder Qi Niu finished speaking, Qin Mo appeared on the fighting stage.
He stared at Ye Nantian outside the court, and the Dragon Ya Sword in his hand let out waves of excited sword chants.
"Ye Nantian, you know very well what you did to me in the Eastern Region, right? Today is the day you repay your debt."
Qin Mo's tone was extremely cold.
Ye Nantian started to suppress him from the ancient demon battlefield, and then used a series of shameful and dirty methods.
If it weren't for his great fortune, he would have died in the Eastern Region long ago.
Qin Mo's eyes narrowed, and the tip of his sword suddenly pointed at Ye Nantian, "Ye Nantian, come up and die!"