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The white light streaked across the sky like a meteor, tracing a perfect arc as it headed towards Yuwen Qingyu, more beautiful than Fireworks, yet a deadly attack!
Yuwen Qingyu even felt the breath of death; his body reacted before his mind could catch up. Dragging his weary arms, he raised the Longsword in his hand and charged towards the "Starlight."
With a loud "boom," this time the already exhausted Yuwen Qingyu couldn't block Ling Mo Xie's attack as easily as before. Instead, he was sent flying, crashing against the edge of the Arena's formation. A mouthful of Blood sprayed out, splattering onto the Arena, leaving a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
"Cough cough!" As the attack subsided, Yuwen Qingyu slid to the ground, half-kneeling on the Arena, supporting himself with his sword. After catching his breath, he said, "Ling Mo Xie, I underestimated you! But do you really think such an attack can defeat me? That would be too naive!"
Watching this scene, both the common spectators and the judges at the Judging Table were stunned by Ling Mo Xie, thinking that he might really be able to defeat the stronger opponent. However, upon hearing Yuwen Qingyu's words, they looked at him in surprise. After all, Yuwen Qingyu was at the Heart-Feeling Stage; it wouldn't be so easy to defeat him.
On a rooftop across the street, Sun Xiaoxiao waved her small fists as if she had made Yuwen Qingyu spit blood herself, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Ling Mo Xie paid no attention to any of this; he ignored Yuwen Qingyu's words and did not respond to him. He also did not care about the expressions of the Common People or the judges.
He simply continued without pause, quickly activating the skill "Slash the Sea," his eyes wide open as he shouted "Slash the Sea!" Ignoring the sweat dripping down, all he could see was Yuwen Qingyu before him; all he thought about was defeating Yuwen Qingyu.
At this moment, Yuwen Qingyu was already on guard and was not so easily injured by Yuyao's attack. He instantly stood up, holding his sword with both hands facing Ling Mo Xie, closely watching his attack as his Spiritual Energy surged within him, seemingly boiling over!
"Yuer! Go for it!" Yuwen Chong clenched his fists and cheered for Yuwen Qingyu. He wasn't worried about Yuwen Qingyu losing; after all, he had prepared a trump card for him! However, winning also needed to be done beautifully; he absolutely could not allow a repeat of being sent flying by Ling Mo Xie like before.
"Ah!" Yuwen Qingyu shouted loudly, veins bulging on his neck; it was clear that he was putting forth all his strength for this strike!
"Boom!" The sound of their massive attacks colliding echoed as a powerful backlash surged outward. Yuwen Qingyu's feet were firmly planted on the Arena but was still pushed back far away until he finally stopped against the edge of the Arena's formation. Half-kneeling on the Arena, he clutched his chest and coughed again, spitting out another mouthful of Blood.
Yuwen Qingyu was indeed in a state of excitement. Under his full-on assault, Ling Mo Xie found it difficult to defend himself and was directly blasted away, crashing heavily onto the Arena, causing the entire Arena to tremble.
His health bar immediately dropped by half. Ling Mo Xie quickly used a small red potion and, leaning on his Panlong Sword, stood up unsteadily.
In this Cultivation World, the only difference from a real game was that one's body could feel fatigue and a series of sensations. In a game, losing health simply meant losing health; unless it dropped to a certain level, it would not affect one's actions.
At the Judging Table nearby, Dongfang Siyu leaned over the table, her eyes fixed intently on the Arena, already entranced and unconsciously biting her fingers.
Ling Siwen, however, wore a smile at the corner of his mouth as he looked at Yuwen Cong beside him. Yuwen Cong snorted coldly, thinking to himself: Do you think Ling Mo Xie has won? Hmph! Yu'er hasn't revealed her trump card yet! I spent a lot of money to acquire that; I refuse to believe you have prepared such a trump card for Ling Mo Xie!
“Ling Mo Xie! I have to admit, you are indeed a genius! However, you are destined to lose to me today, right here!”
Yuwen Qingyu did not rush to stand up but wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said in a low voice.
“Is that so? Then let's see!” Ling Mo Xie raised his Panlong Sword and said nonchalantly. After this bout of fighting, several major skills had been used, and his blue energy was nearly depleted. Fortunately, he had some small blue potions left, but they seemed to be running out quickly.
Ling Mo Xie felt somewhat worried, but now was not the time to dwell on that.
Yuwen Qingyu chuckled lightly and said, “Alright! I'll show you! Your own strength is not the most important thing!” Ling Mo Xie was taken aback; his own strength wasn't the most important? What could be more important? He had always pursued surpassing all others in strength! Perhaps one day he could find a way back to Earth to see his loved ones.
“Come forth! My beast pet, Gale Leopard!” Ignoring the stunned Ling Mo Xie, Yuwen Qingyu revealed an array on his arm and began chanting incantations.
“Roar!” With a long howl, an illusory array appeared before Yuwen Qingyu and floated above the ground of the Arena as a leopard phantom materialized from thin air.
A majestic leopard appeared on the Arena, its body a striking purple, with muscles flowing smoothly like lines. Its tail resembled a steel whip, and a tuft of blue fur between its brows contained powerful wind attribute spiritual energy.
After the leopard appeared, it took a few steps and obediently stood beside Yuwen Qingyu.
"It's a Gale Leopard! Look!" "Really? A Gale Leopard! The Yuwen Family is truly willing to spend money on Yuwen Qingyu. Capturing an adult Gale Leopard alive is no easy feat, and making it recognize its master is even harder! I wonder how many spirit stones the Yuwen Family spent."
The common people instantly began to discuss excitedly, shaking their heads as they said, "Ling Mo Xie is probably going to lose this time!"
"The Yuwen Family is the wealthiest among the three Big Families, and Yuwen Qingyu is the top figure in Tianfeng City. It's no wonder the Yuwen Family spent a fortune to get him a beast pet. But although Ling Mo Xie has shown some talent, he still can't compare to Yuwen Qingyu!"
Even Long Lai and Gao Lao at the Judging Table showed a hint of surprise. This adult Gale Leopard was a late-stage Level 5 spiritual beast, equivalent to a late-stage Heart-Moving human cultivator, two small realms higher than Yuwen Qingyu himself. Moreover, spiritual beasts inherently possess greater attack power than humans.
In fact, this Gale Leopard was even stronger than late-stage Heart-Moving cultivators!
Sun Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed with anxiety. A Gale Leopard as a beast pet seemed like just a legend in her world; she wondered how Ling Mo Xie would cope.
Unlike her, Dongfang Siyu glanced at Ling Mo Xie, who remained unfazed in the Arena, and a smile flickered in her eyes. It seemed he already had a plan to deal with this! But what could it be? A powerful spell? An extraordinary weapon? Or something else?
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