The Legends: The Tale of Immortality
Chapter 31: Confessing to lose?

Mo Lan withdrew from her sister's side with bated breath. His body began to scream stiffly like a machine running out of oil. The impact of using this power would pour a destructive burden on his physical body, which was why he had always been reluctant when he thought of wanting to rely on this power to solve a problem as complex as it was.

This time it was a special case.

Their team needs to take first place. They should be able to do it.

Mo Lan gnashed her teeth with bitter emotions swirling within her. Were it not for him being pressed, he himself would not have wanted to use this power either. This type of strength would not only attract the attention of various parties, but would also burden his physical body with a certain amount of damage that would not be recovered if it only depended on time.

"Sister..," called Xiao Yin gently as she was determined to stick by her sister's side with a number of worries that were hard to calm down.

Mo Lan shook her head and tried to pull out a calming smile, but that shuffling motion was enough to make her head increasingly swirling and throbbing as if her consciousness was crashing into various objects everywhere. As a result, the smile that was supposed to form a calming arch was somewhat distorted by the unease that made Xiao Yin grow even more worried, instead of calm.

Mo Lan made a soft hiss while closing her eyes for a moment. His body really feels uncomfortable. Were it not for the competition still going on, he would not have wanted to stay in this place any longer. Licking his somewhat dry lips, Mo Lan once again withdrew from Xiao Yin's grasp with a firmer move than before and stepped closer to BaiLi Yun Hua.

In Mo Lan's heart already considered BaiLi Yun Hua as the leader of the opposing team. All the pleasant surprises given by this young man during the competition made him give a rare amount of admiration to the young man from the dragon race who was rumored to be this trash.

Were it not for the fact that this competition meant so much to him, he would rather spend a day and night inviting BaiLi Yun Hua to a friendly duel. He was sure this skinny and malnourished looking young man would not disappoint his great expectations. After all, this fellow was not really as weak as it looked from the outside.

Mo Lan approached BaiLi Yun Hua and looked at the bloody condition of the young man with a hint of pity and discomfort wrapped around him. It's not his purpose to hurt these people so badly.

Mo Lan was a straightforward, open, ambitious, and stubborn person. But the word 'sadis' was never related to her identity. This was also one of the reasons why he had always harbored a pure refusal to use this power because this power was truly brutal and difficult to control.

If not because he had to take first place in this competition...

BaiLi Yun Hua looked at the girl who was the mastermind causing the chaos above this arena vigilantly. He knew that he himself was always much more a monster compared to others, but that was because of his holy blood identity. Yet this girl gave him a strange vibe that shook his arrogance all along.

This girl was a type of monster that was more monster than herself...

Whether it was his opponent who had turned out to be hiding his strength all along or perhaps this was a type of forbidden spell, BaiLi Yun Hua was unsure.

If it was the first, then this girl was really scary considering her age was not too far from BaiLi Yun Hua. There was a reason why most of the young masters of the various clans had managed to achieve brilliant achievements and become top-notch talents at such a young age, all of whom had unrivalled backgrounds and resources.

BaiLi Yun Xiao and Yue Qing Ye were legendary holy blood. Each of them had top-class support and backgrounds on their backs. At 19 years old they both had already broken through to the realm of level 7 and stabilized into tier 8 cultivators. This is the kind of talent that will drive others crazy.

Li Qing He of the Li clan was the first young master as well as the most outstanding prospective heir among his brothers. Although he was not a saintly blood, yet this young man was no less admirable than the heir of another clan. When he was 12 years old he was rumored to have started taking over some of his family's work. Slowly his family business grew and this person was already one of the highest decision-holders in the Li clan business.

Outside of the Li clan's main business, Li Qing He himself was also rumored to have many of his personal businesses in various regions of the six races. At 19 years old, this young man also managed to become a level 7 cultivator just one level below the Qing Yue duo of Xue Hua.

It was not only the BaiLi clan, the Yue clan, and the Li clan, who developed young geniuses. The Wei clan of the vampire race and the Luo clan of the elf race also had outstanding successors. Wei Si An who was now one of the guiding teachers in A-1 class was also a level 7 cultivator just like Li Qing He.

Luo Min, the daughter of the elf race was also a level 7 cultivator with a rare purple grade talent.

All these young talents from various large clans had an uneasy background, it was only natural that people became envious and adored them. Their names are famous to all directions.

Mo Lan was an ordinary B grade student with no special identity bombarded, so how could this B grade girl store such power?

This question certainly did not just cross BaiLi Yun Hua's mind, the spectators who witnessed Mo Lan's act all started to investigate the girl with their sharp gazes.

If the power displayed by Mo Lan was purely her strength or if it was some kind of forbidden spell that had never been seen, it meant that the identity and background of this girl was unusual.

BaiLi Yun Hua landed a hostile gaze full of vigilance towards the girl who approached him. His heart was pounding not because of anticipation like before, but rather because of a burning survival instinct. He could see the complicated emotions in his opponent's eyes when the girl stopped two meters away from him before opening her mouth and letting out a hoarse question,

"Still wanting to move on, or admit your defeat?"