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Death Grip
In the Wind Mountain Range, within the Council Hall, a Bloodthirsty Deity covered in blood bubbles and exuding a Bloodthirsty Aura sat on a chair, meditating with closed eyes.
Behind him stood a group of disciples, the strongest among them having reached the Late Stage of the Fate Observation Realm, while the weakest was at the Late Stage of Observation Realm. They had come well-prepared to challenge him, with plans in place to ensure victory over the disciples of the Wind God Lord.
"Uncle Bloodthirsty has come to visit; it is truly an honor for this nephew. Unfortunately, my master is currently in seclusion and cannot personally welcome you, which is quite neglectful. I hope you can forgive me!" A voice floated in from outside the hall, polite and respectful without any hint of disrespect.
"Oh? So it is my nephew Feather who has emerged from seclusion?" The Bloodthirsty Deity smiled slightly.
However, despite his smile, he felt a slight heaviness in his heart. He had thought that Mo Feiyu was still in seclusion and did not expect that the other party had already emerged, seemingly having made further progress in cultivation.
"Haha, since my uncle has come here, I must come out to greet you even if I were still in seclusion! Otherwise, wouldn’t that be too disrespectful?" Mo Feiyu laughed as he appeared at the entrance of the hall.
"Late Stage of the Fate Observation Realm?" Upon seeing Mo Feiyu, the Bloodthirsty Deity could almost instantly see through his cultivation level, which astonished him. Just recently, Mo Feiyu had only been at the Peak of Life Observation. Although he had combat power equivalent to Gaze into Fate, he had not yet officially stepped into Gaze of Fate.
But now, with Mo Feiyu at the Late Stage of the Fate Observation Realm, even if he wanted to deal with him, it would likely require considerable effort.
At that moment, his second disciple Ouyang Zhenhai also appeared in the hall, similarly at the Late Stage of the Fate Observation Realm. Soon after, Xing Chenxue and Xue also appeared.
While Xing Chen and Xue were expected, it was Xueqing’s strength at the Late Stage of the Fate Observation Realm that left the Bloodthirsty True Lord dumbfounded.
He had initially thought that he had chosen a time when the Wind Mountain Range was at its weakest; among its three strongest disciples, some were in seclusion while others were on missions. Even their pillar, the Wind God Lord, had announced his own seclusion.
However, what the Bloodthirsty Deity never anticipated was that those two disciples who were supposed to be in seclusion had both emerged together, miraculously reaching the Late Stage of the Fate Observation Realm.
The disciple who had gone to do tasks at the Lianyao Tower had also returned with strength at the Late Stage of the Fate Observation Realm. In an instant, a wave of emotion surged through the Bloodthirsty Deity, almost bringing him to tears.
“Bloodthirsty Master Uncle, I wonder what brings you here this time?” Mo Feiyu looked at Bloodthirsty Deity and said with a smile.
“Hehe, it’s nothing much, just that I want my disciples to spar with you all, so they can broaden their horizons and also enhance the friendship between our two sects,” Bloodthirsty Deity said, although he felt like crying inside, he still managed to force a smile.
“Hehe, that sounds great. We naturally support Bloodthirsty Master Uncle’s proposal. Let’s have the three of us spar with your disciples!” Mo Feiyu’s smile grew wider as he stepped forward along with Xueqing and Ouyang Zhenhai.
“No, no, no, my dear nephew misunderstood my intention. This time I brought the top ten disciples from our Bloodthirsty Sect and would like them to spar with the top ten disciples from your Wind Sect. That way, we can communicate better! If it’s just the three of you sparring, it won’t be of much help to my disciples under the Gaze of Fate,” Bloodthirsty Deity waved his hands repeatedly.
With the strength of Mo Feiyu and his companions, they could easily sweep away the disciples brought by Bloodthirsty Deity. Therefore, Bloodthirsty Deity was determined not to let all ten of his disciples fight against them; at least not all at once. That’s why he came up with this plan.
“Oh? Well…” Upon hearing Bloodthirsty Deity’s words, Mo Feiyu did not immediately agree but fell into deep thought.
If he agreed to Bloodthirsty Deity’s proposal and ended up winning, that would be fine. But if they lost, it would be embarrassing.
After all, even if they could win against ten challenges, if the others lost completely, they would still be considered defeated. So he needed to think carefully about this.
“Alright, I agree.” After pondering for a while, Mo Feiyu nodded in agreement. After all, if nothing unexpected happened, he, Second Junior Brother, and Third Junior Sister would definitely win.
Additionally, Xue should also be able to win one match. That would make four wins. As long as any one of the remaining participants won a match, they could end up in a draw without anyone gaining an advantage. As for losing, that would be a complete tragedy; however, that possibility was quite low and could almost be ignored.
“Haha, my dear nephew is indeed straightforward! In that case, let’s head to your Wind Mountain Range’s Training Ground for the competition!” Upon seeing Mo Feiyu agree, Bloodthirsty Deity burst into hearty laughter. Soon after, everyone rose and flew towards the Training Ground of the Wind Mountain Range.
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At the Wind Mountain Range, in the Training Ground, Xing Chen, Mo Feiyu, Xueqing, Ouyang Zhenhai, along with Bloodthirsty Deity and his disciples had all gathered together.
The Wind Mountain Range has only over thirty disciples, among which only three have reached the Gaze of Fate: Mo Feiyu, Xueqing, and Ouyang Zhenhai.
There are six who have attained Gaze into Fate, while the rest are all at Glimpse of Objects and Gaze of Life levels. As for Gaze into the Self, there is not a single one.
This is because the Wind God Lord's standard for accepting disciples is that their cultivation must at least reach Gaze of Life. Of course, Xing Chen is an exception due to his extraordinary talent, so he is not included in this count.
“Bloodthirsty Master Uncle, how do you plan to compete?” Mo Feiyu asked Bloodthirsty Deity.
“Well, we will compete one by one, starting from the lowest level to the highest. If anyone wins six matches first, then there’s no need for further competition since the outcome will already be determined,” Bloodthirsty Deity replied after some contemplation.
The reason for starting from low to high instead of high to low is that his disciples' higher-level powers cannot compete with Mo Feiyu and the others. If they were to start from high to low, it could easily lead to a three consecutive losses, which would be too demoralizing. Therefore, Bloodthirsty Deity decided to begin from low to high so that at least they wouldn't lose too badly at the start.
“Alright, we will follow Bloodthirsty Master Uncle's plan,” Mo Feiyu said with a smile, while inwardly sneering; it had just been a friendly sparring session, but now it had turned into a matter of winning or losing without further competition.
“Senior Brother, who should we send out for the first match? The weakest among them is only at the Late Stage of Observation Realm. If we send out one of our Glimpse of Objects experts, we can't guarantee victory in this match. If we let an Observer of the Realm go up, it would seem like we're bullying them. Moreover, the first match is very important; if we lose right away, it will greatly affect morale,” Ouyang Zhenhai expressed his concerns.
“Let Xing Chen go; he can definitely defeat that person,” Xueqing suggested at that moment.
“Well… it's not that we don't trust Junior Brother's abilities, but the gap in strength is just too great. Junior Brother is only at the Initial Stage of Soul Observation while the opponent is at the Late Stage of Observation Realm; there's simply no comparability!” Mo Feiyu said with a bitter smile, and Ouyang Zhenhai nodded in agreement beside him.
“You two shouldn't speak without knowledge; Junior Brother Xing Chen is very strong. When he was at the Initial Stage of Self-Observation, he defeated that Rascal. Of course, back then that Rascal was merely at the early stage of Glimpse of Objects, but doesn't that still prove something?” Xueqing interjected.
“If that's truly the case, then having Junior Brother handle this matter would indeed be most suitable. Winning against a stronger opponent can really slap Bloodthirsty Deity in the face,” Mo Feiyu said slowly.
At that moment, Bloodthirsty Deity's voice also came through: “Have you all made your decision? Which ten people will you send into battle?”
"Don't worry, Junior Brother Xing Chen's strength is definitely not a problem. I've seen it with my own eyes. Even for a strong opponent from Gaze into Fate, defeating Junior Brother Xing Chen would not be easy," Xueqing said confidently.
"I can't guarantee anything else, but defeating that former subordinate who was once defeated is definitely within reach," Xing Chen spoke up at this moment.
"Alright, then it's settled." Mo Feiyu gritted his teeth, deciding to trust Xueqing's words. He then turned to Bloodthirsty Deity and said, "Master Uncle Bloodthirsty, we've come to an agreement. This time, it will be us few against your disciples in a spar."
With that, Mo Feiyu stepped forward, and behind him were Xing Chen, Xueqing, Ouyang Zhenhai, Xue, and five strong opponents from Gaze into Fate, all closely following him.
"Hehe, if I'm not mistaken, you are the one who defeated Feng Er last time, right? The last time I saw you, you were only at the Initial Stage of Self-Observation. I didn't expect you to have reached the Initial Stage of Soul Observation now; your strength has indeed improved quite rapidly," Bloodthirsty Deity looked at Xing Chen and said.
"Your disciple's strength has also improved quickly, but I wonder if he is still not my match," Xing Chen glanced coldly at Huang Feng and said lightly.
"The young man has guts. However, I dare bet that this time you absolutely cannot defeat Wind," a glint of blood flashed in Bloodthirsty Deity's eyes.
"If it weren't for you intervening to save him last time, he would have already died at my hands. You better be prepared to save him again this time! As for betting? Do you have something to wager with me?" Xing Chen sneered.
"I naturally have something to wager; I'm just afraid you can't afford it," Bloodthirsty Deity replied coldly. Last time he was extorted out of ten thousand Dragon Blood Fruits by Wind God Lord, and now he was just waiting for the opportunity to earn them all back.
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