The Rebirth of an Immortal Cultivator
Chapter 37: Martial Arts (3)
The atmosphere around returned to silence a moment after Mo Lian challenged everyone. Before long, the yell of annoyance of everyone could be heard insulting Mo Lian's arrogance.
"Do you think you're great just because you can beat two people at Wu-Zun's level quickly? We are all over 30 people, among us there are those who have broken through to the level of Wu-Zong!"
"Really! Don't think you're great. But since you challenged all of us, of course we have to be kind enough to accept the challenge. I hope you didn't pull your talk!"
"God! Arrogant boy. Let's see how long you can survive our attack. Don't let you bend your knees and cry for your life!"
Not long after that chat, everyone except Qin Nian climbed to the top of the arena podium. Those thirty people surrounded Mo Lian who was in the middle of the arena.
Master Hongtan walked over to Mo Lian. "Are you sure? Our side will not be held responsible if you suffer severe injuries or death" he said.
Mo Lian simply fell silent and nodded her head in response to the question. Although he was still in the Divine Sea Phase and had yet to break through the Silver Core Realm, but this was enough to finish off the five people sitting on the second floor balcony.
Master Hongtan let out a long sigh, he did admit that Mo Lian was strong for people his age. But because of his age that made him big head and felt that he could do anything, he considered Mo Lian very stupid. On the other hand he also felt sorry for Mo Lian because her bright future would end on this day.
"Fight Martial! It's starting!"
The thirty people pressed their feet on the ground, then darted sharply towards Mo Lian with clenched hands ready to hit. These people were only at the Wu-Zun, Wu-Zun level with mortal technique training. So that all of them were still unable to drain his spiritual energy, and for Wu-Zong, their spiritual energy was extremely weak.
With both hands put in his pants pocket, Mo Lian jumped to and fro dodging every blow. Then he kicked the back of one of them, making the person flung out of the arena and hit the audience seats.
Mo Lian lowered her head dodging the attack from the right side. He twisted his body and kicked the chin of the person who had just attacked him, in just one strike, the person was unconscious and was thrown out of the arena.
When one leg is raised, from behind it someone tries to kick his left leg. But when his left leg was almost hit by a kick, he jumped using one leg and landed using both hands that touched the floor.
He spun like a trance with both feet wide open and kicked everyone who tried to approach him. Just from the small round created a small whirlwind, and began to fly some people who had been unconscious out of the arena.
It did not feel like more than ten people had walked out of the arena in less than five minutes. But there was no sign of Mo Lian's stamina running out or sweat coming out of his body, this was like saying that Mo Lian did not mean it in the face of the thirty people.
As Mo Lian circled around, there was another young man who jumped up high then tried to kick his groin. Surely Mo Lian did not stay still, however her groin had no future. He pressed his hand on the floor which made him slightly raised, quickly he stroked backwards avoiding the attack.
Mo Lian again pressed her feet on the arena floor, she disappeared in the empty air from everyone's sight. Then reappearing in front of the person who was trying to destroy his future, he swung his legs attacking the groin of the young man.
The young man grimaced with the pain with both hands touching his groin, and the two thighs touching each other. Everyone who saw it also made the same posture.
Although it was not them who got the attack, but all the men here could feel what the young man was feeling.
Not stopping there alone, Mo Lian clutched the young man's neck then slammed him hard on the arena floor. It looked like a huge crack like a spider web with the young man lying at the center of the crack.
Mo Lian swung her legs back kicking the right abdomen of the young man, and made the unnamed young man flung out of the arena.
Instead of being afraid and giving up, the remaining participants started to take out the sword sheathed at the waist. They shot sharply and thrust their swords towards Mo Lian's face.
Mo Lian tilted her head dodging the sword attack, she put her right foot forward, then her left palm touched the person's chest.
The touch was very slow, everyone who saw it fell silent and stopped his attack. They did not understand what Mo Lian was doing, but a few seconds later, a transparent blue-colored spiritual energy shot out from the back of the young man Mo Lian had attacked.
"Uhuk." The young man coughed with a mouthful of fresh blood coming out from within his mouth. Then kneel with both knees touching the ground, then lie unconscious.
This was an attack of spiritual energy release. It only needs to touch the target, then release a huge amount of spiritual energy to be able to bear by the target.
Although it looks simple, but actually this is very difficult for people who do not have the control of qualified spiritual energy. In fact, the five people sitting on the second-floor balcony also gasped and stood up from their seats.
I heard screaming from 4 and 8. With a slight movement, Mo Lian retreated a step back avoiding the two sword attacks. He touched the backs of the two people, then unleashed an attack of spiritual energy release.
There have been many participants who lost, whether it was thrown out of the arena, or unconscious. But the remaining participants did not display any signs of giving up, they all became more and more anxious to attack Mo Lian.
This time in front and behind him was already another participant thrusting his sword towards Mo Lian. Mo Lian just quietly did not budge from where she stood, but when the two swords almost touched her clothes. Mo Lian suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Armghh!"
There was the sound of screaming in pain in the center of the arena. It was seen that the two participants stuck their swords in each other's bodies, fortunately the attack was not deep enough to kill both of them.
All the spectators opened their mouths wide, they did not expect that Mo Lian could utilize her speed to be able to defeat two participants simultaneously. No, aside from that matter first, what surprised him even more was the fact that Mo Lian had not shed a single drop of sweat in this match.
Now above the arena were four people left including Mo Lian. Mo Lian looked at the three people at the Wu-Zong level who were standing in front of her.
One of them raised his sword high, then swung it towards Mo Lian after being fed with spiritual energy.
The transparent crescent moon silhouette coming out from the sword was pointing at Mo Lian. Seen on the surface of the arena floor a straight line as deep as five inches because it was exposed to a gust of wind from the sword attack.
Mo Lian who saw the silhouette of the crescent moon was just silently unmoved from where she stood, she raised her one hand, then flicked her finger at the silhouette of the crescent moon. As the silhouette of the crescent moon turned towards the three people in front of it, leaving the three people severely injured, fresh blood started flowing from the incisions on their bodies.
But they all stood still displaying no signs of giving up. Seeing that, Mo Lian kicked the floor she was on, then the stone floor gouged up slightly and flew away shooting the three men unconscious.
In just less than ten minutes, Mo Lian had already defeated all thirty people at the Wu-Zun and Wu-Zong levels.
Master Hongtan who saw that simply fell silent. Shortly afterwards he shook his head to calm down, then raised his hand into the air. "The Martial Game was won by Mo Li—"
"Wait!"
There was a loud sound from the second floor balcony. Everyone who heard that distracted him, saw a long-haired old man staring intently at Mo Lian.
"Are you the one who destroyed our Dragon Taring Force Captain?"
Mo Lian raised her eyebrows, then smiled slightly when she saw the two women she had met were standing behind the old man. "You mean the blue-haired sissy? He's the Captain of the Dragon Taring Force? Wasn't he too weak to be said to be a Captain? I'm attacking also not without reason, it's because he brought 30 people to surround me."
The conversation between the spectators happened upon hearing Mo Lian's reply. Then they all turned their attention to the old man standing on the second floor to see his response.
"That's because you were the one who harmed the Dragon Taring Force first in the alley near Chengdu 1st High School!" The old man still blamed Mo Lian.
Mo Lian was silent for a moment, then laughed out loud. "Haha! Very amusing. Is that person yellow-haired and named Hong? Did the Dragon Taring Force members work for a family and control an underground area?"
"You—"
"Not a lot of talk! You get down here. Only Wu-Dan Intermediate stage dared to stand up there, you made my neck hurt!"
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