The Rebirth of an Immortal Cultivator
Chapter 217: The Enemy in the Blanket
Mo Lian returned to the Moon Tower Inn in a split second, and was greeted by Zhang Jianheeng with various extremely annoying questions.
"I was just strolling south of Mengyin City, nothing more, and nothing special there." Mo Lian walked past Zhang Jiangheeng, and ascended to the fifth floor where he stayed.
Mo Lian stopped her footsteps that were climbing the wooden stairs. "By the way, there's a lot of wild rats. But this rat leader still remained silent and did not act at all."
Zhang Jiangheen fell silent and turned to his subordinates, ascertaining whether what he heard earlier was wrong or right. Because, no one dared to go south of Mengyin City, unless that person had already broken through to the Intermediate Realm and Human stage.
In fact, he who was the in-law of the Mayor who had reached the Late Realm and Man stage alone still did not dare to come there.
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Mo Lian opened her eyes slowly, finishing her meditation due to the sound of knocking from behind the door. He got out of his bed and walked to the exit. When he opened the door, a woman dressed in white was seen wearing a pink vest, black hair tied short.
"Young Master. Master Zhang left this letter for you. I'd like to give it a few days ago, but there's no answer from you."
Mo Lian received a white mail envelope, and opened it, there inscribed if the Martial Competition was about to begin. According to the written date, it is today and soon to begin.
"Receive this." Mo Lian gave the Golden Tael as tip money, and left the Moon Tower.
He really wanted to go alone to the center of Mengyin City, but did not expect it to be too late like this. Then from what the waiter said, the waiter spoke nonsense. He was very sensitive to movement, even though he was cultivating.
Mo Lian revealed her sleeve looking at the watch, the watch that she had set the time according to Tianjin Star time. "Fifteen minutes before the game starts. Fortunately this match was not in the roster system, but rather was challenged and challenged."
"I myself am not interested in the match, but rather the group of people who come."
Mo Lian walked in the human crowd, and disappeared as the crowd grew smaller.
When he returned, he was already in a small alley in the center of the city. There were tens of thousands of people crammed together, and there was an arena podium that was about half the size of a football field. He also saw another stone platform higher, and there were five seats there.
On one of the chairs sat Zhang Jianheeng, and the one next to him looked like the Mayor. Long black hair, wearing white clothes with blue fur coats.
Mo Lian was still leaning against the dark little alley, observing everyone who was here. "The Black Wind Organization that I felt a few days ago was here, and I also felt the movement of the Golden Soul that was in the south."
"Interesting." He raised the corner of his lips.
A dozen minutes later passed, and the Martial Match was about to begin.
The mayor sitting to the right of the middle seat stood up from where he was sitting after seeing the Jade Plate emitting a green light. He raised his hand in the air, then said out loud, "The Martial Competition is about to begin! Let's welcome Elder Jian from Qingzhou Sect!"
An orange glow was seen flying from the southeast, with an extremely powerful aura around it, making the air even heavier to breathe.
Mo Lian was speechless with her mouth open, she did not expect the Supervisor in the Martial Competition in Mengyin City to be from the Black Wind Organization, which she had left a few days ago.
That orange light landed right in front of the seat on the higher rock podium. As he landed, he released his powerful cultivation aura, revealing a ring of light that spread with waves of wind.
"Devil Cultivator, Half Golden Soul, yet can be balanced against an Intermediate stage Golden Soul." Mo Lian smiled faintly as she looked at the middle-aged man dressed in orange with a red-colored robe, red hair with black eyes.
"But, for an age that has touched the twenty thousand year mark, it can only reach Half Soul Gold, a very bad talent."
"In fact, the gardener in Dongfangzhi Sect only took one year to break through the Divine Sea Phase, and for the Golden Soul, at least one hundred to three hundred years."
That Elder Jian of the Qingzhaou Sect stepped forward, staring at everyone in a portion of the place where the Black Wind Organization was located. "The rules of the Martial Game this time are quite simple, that is, there are no rules!"
Elder Jian stared intently at Zhang Jianheeng. "Can you shut up?! This was the new rule of the Qingzhaou Sect. The first prize is not only a weapon, but it can also be a Disciple Within the Qingzhaou Sect!" He released his aura, making Zhang Jianheeng step back.
When Elder Jian released his aura to distract Zhang Jianheeng, the Mayor and the two others. Members of the Black Wind Organization from various sides came to the arena podium secretly, and set up an array formation.
Mo Lian who was still inside the small alley just silently observed what formation to set up. "Oh? Blood Array?"
"This rule was made by that old rat, and the Blood Array was used to draw the blood of those killed in the arena, then used to increase the power."
Mo Lian smiled faintly and walked out of the small alley. Previously he only wanted to see if the rules were forbidden to kill. But because it has changed, of course he must follow it, because the match that requires to kill is his favorite.
"Is it really okay to kill above the arena?"
Mo Lian's voice wasn't very big, but it could be heard by everyone, and it was like lightning striking for all of them. After all, no fool would want to risk his life just to join the Qingzhaou Sect, despite it being an Inner Disciple.
Elder Jian grinned coldly and exuded a killing intent from his eyes. "Please go up."
"Damn it! What did that young man do?!" Zhang Jianheeng exclaimed in annoyance in a low voice.
Mo Lian jumped up onto the podium with her leisure. He looked around to find out who deserved to be killed. However, he had not had time to choose, there was already a rising and standing dozens of meters in front of him.
The Black Wind Organization. They did not challenge their own comrades, and chose to wait for the opponent.
"Man Zhong, Late-stage Golden Core."
Mo Lian smiled faintly. "Mo Lingdao, Early stage Golden Core."
Man Zhong darted sharply towards Mo Lian after Elder Jian gave the premonition of the start of the match. "Dead you!"
Many thought Mo Lian to be extremely stupid, and would be killed without even giving up a fight, considering the opponent faced was two stages higher than him.
Mo Lian who saw Man Zhong carrying a weapon just stayed in place without moving at all. Until the moment the sword almost hit his face, he tilted his head avoiding the attack. Then he raised his hand, and slapped Man Zhong in the face as hard as he could.
Zraash!
A terrifying crisp sound came from Man Zhong, visible if his head had been crushed into a pulp.
Not stopping there, Mo Lian thrust her left hand through Man Zhong's chest. Between his index and middle fingers was an orange Soul Core with aligned flames.
Mo Lian did not allow Man Zhong to form a new body, and destroyed that Soul Core within his grasp.
When he had killed Man Zhong, the blood that was on the podium floor began to be absorbed between the cracks of the floor, which he then sensed the existence of energy fluctuations in the south of Mengyin City.
Everyone who saw how Mo Lian killed could only remain silent without being able to speak, no one had ever expected the fight to be short, with Mo Lian's absolute victory.
Blood there, between used to increase strength, or used as a sacrifice to summon the Beast.
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