Mo Minglin had already made her move, her actions swift and sharp like a divine ape.
She was a cultivator of the Chaos Realm Level Two, Spirit Spring Realm, and had already reached the mid-stage of Spirit Spring Realm!
And Wu Xiaokun had just recently stepped into the Chaos Realm from the Divine Path, only in the mid-stage of the Spirit Qi Realm.
Mo Minglin's cultivation level was two steps higher than Wu Xiaokun's.
Moreover, at this mont, she struck with resentful force, unleashing her full power.
She wanted to show Wu Xiaokun what a real gap was.
"Divine Ape Sky Strike!"
With a fierce cry, Chaotic Spiritual Energy surged in the Spirit Spring, her spiritual power roiling, covering her hands capable of destroying tal!
Her opening move was a lethal technique.
"Heh, this kid, if not dead, will be crippled!"
"Pay for his impulsiveness."
"If he survives, he'll regret this day for the rest of his life."
The Mo Family mbers all sneered.
They could tell that with Mo Minglin's lethal technique, Wu Xiaokun was undoubtedly dood.
Divine Ape Sky Strike was an Ancient Martial Arts Technique, extrely powerful.
—Because the Mo Family was an Ancient Law family, the reason they could stand firm in the Era of the Latter White Mist was not only because they possessed Ancient Laws but had also cultivated the Nine Laws.
Nine Laws as the root, Ancient Laws as the leaf.
At this mont, Wu Xiaokun only felt a fierce wind approaching, sharp as a knife!
Mo Minglin's palms were already almost upon him.
"Xiao Kun!"
Seeing this, Wu Song was startled and instinctively wanted to step in to save him.
He felt that Wu Xiaokun couldn't withstand it.
But, Mo Fengyun, Mo Minglin's Protector, had already positioned himself next to Wu Song.
"Just a friendly contest among young people, isn't it inappropriate for us to intervene?"
Mo Fengyun sneered, staying on guard against Wu Song, then indifferently watched the battle.
A hint of anticipation in his eyes—if Mo Minglin managed to kill Wu Xiaokun with one palm, all would be settled...
However, in the next instant, Mo Fengyun was shocked.
Because he saw that when Mo Minglin's palm was about to strike Wu Xiaokun.
Wu Xiaokun raised his hand!
He made a bizarre motion!
At the sa ti, a rhythmic syllable sounded from his mouth.
"One two three four!"
Wu Xiaokun let out a low roar and his body moved in two consecutive, connected motions.
It was at this mont that the surrounding Chaotic Spiritual Energy surged violently towards him.
Wu Xiaokun beca like a vortex.
Mo Minglin was also startled because she felt the strong spiritual power on her arms was sohow flowing towards Wu Xiaokun.
How could this be?
White and grey mist surged, and she saw Wu Xiaokun's calm face.
And Wu Xiaokun's third movent!
The third movent was…
A kick!
"No!"
Mo Minglin's face changed dramatically; she sensed sothing and tried desperately to block, covering her abdon with both palms.
But, a strong force suddenly struck.
"Ah—"
A piercing scream from Mo Minglin rang out, she was kicked away like a deflated ball.
Bang!
She flew backward, crashing heavily onto the ground.
Dust billowed.
At this mont, the arena fell silent.
Everyone stared aghast at the scene.
As if they had seen a ghost.
"What… what's the situation?"
"The young miss lost?"
"How could this be… even with Divine Ape Sky Strike unleashed, how was she defeated?"
Everyone spoke in disbelief.
Even the Oathsworn Clan was sowhat dazed at the mont.
They recognized what Wu Xiaokun had just used…
That was… the Calisthenics Technique taught by Master Qingchen.
To think it was so powerful!
"Calisthenics Technique... not only a thod for cultivating the Chaos Realm but also a martial technique!"
"Incredible, too strong."
The crowd murmured.
And Mo Fengyun, at that mont, also spoke in disbelief,
"No, this is… is this Ancient Law?!"
He had seen clearly just now, Wu Xiaokun had only made three movents.
But each movent was full of charm and profound mystery.
What kind of Ancient Law could embed such complex truths within three movents?
Unimaginable.
When did the Oathsworn Clan master such profound Ancient Laws?
And at this mont, Mo Minglin, who had fallen to the ground, struggled to stand up; she clutched her abdon, feeling the intense pain there, her lips tinged with a trace of gray blood.
"You… you actually kicked !"
Her eyes were filled with indignation!
She, a treasured daughter of the Mo Family, had actually been defeated by a poor boy?
Impossible!
Unacceptable.
But Wu Xiaokun simply said,
"You lost."
"Apologize."
Apologies.
Hearing these two words, Mo Minglin was filled with hatred and almost went mad, saying,
"I apologize to you? That's impossible!"
As the daughter of the Mo Family, she could never accept humbly apologizing to those she despised.
"Wu Xiaokun... you wait, you will regret your actions today!"
She turned, mounted her horse, and galloped away.
Defeated, she wanted to leave quickly, her face devoid of honor.
People from the Mo Family also hurriedly followed Mo Minglin.
At this mont, Mo Fengyun was staring at Wu Xiaokun for a long, long ti.
"Where did you get the ancient martial arts techniques you possess?"
His expression was filled with solemnity.
Wu Xiaokun said,
"No comnt."
Mo Fengyun said,
"If you are willing to offer these ancient techniques to the Mo Family, perhaps there's a chance to continue this marriage arrangent."
"This technique... your Tomb Guardian lineage can't keep it safe."
"How about coming with to the Mo Family?"
His eyes held a fervent look.
As a Protector, he knew the worth of goods; he could feel Wu Xiaokun's three ancient techniques were absolutely top-notch.
Even possibly stronger than several prized secrets of the Mo Family.
He truly hadn't expected that a Tomb Guardian would possess such secret treasures.
If he had known earlier, he should have brought Wu Xiaokun into their clan first, coerced the secrets out of him, and then broken off the marriage...
It was a rash decision.
Now, he could only try his best to redy it!
If not for Wu Song of the Tomb Guardian Lineage, whose cultivation level was equal to his, he would have tried to seize it by force.
But Wu Xiaokun's eyes were wary, and he said,
"Not interested."
Mo Fengyun's eyes suddenly darkened!
"I'm giving you this opportunity, not just for you, but for your people."
"Do you know that the Xuan Yizong has all co out from their sect to find trouble with your Tomb Guardians in the Deadman Wilderness?"
He casually ntioned this.
"Originally, as long as you agreed to call off the engagent, the Mo Family would have stepped in to shield your people from this calamity."
"But you were too stubborn, screwing up this big plan, now putting your people in a dangerous predicant."
"Just hand over the ancient techniques, and my Mo Family will take full responsibility for your clan's troubles, how about that?"
He believed the Tomb Guardians had no choice!
But Wu Song solemnly said,
"If we really hand over the ancient techniques, I fear the first ones to harm my clan would be the Mo Family, right?"
He saw things clearly—taking on a great calamity for the Tomb Guardians?
The Mo Family didn't have such intentions.
They were rely opportunistic; once they got the ancient techniques, they would surely aim to destroy the Tomb Guardians first.
"It seems... you truly are stubborn."
Mo Fengyun's expression turned icy and he said,
"I'd like to see, when the people from Xuan Yizong arrive, if you still have such courage!"
After saying this, he mounted his horse and imdiately galloped away.
…
"Xuan Yizong really has co."
The people from the Mo Family had left, but everyone was sowhat worried.
Wu Song, the strongest among the Oathguard Clan, was only at the mid-stage of Chaos Three Realms.
And there were only five or six masters of Chaos Realm Level Two.
While Xuan Yizong was a Fourth Realm Power.
How could they resist?
Wu Xiaokun then said,
"I'm going to find my master!"
Determination filled his eyes.
…
At this mont.
In Xu State, all eyes were on us!
One of the four major sects of Xu State, Xuan Yizong, had mobilized to go to the Deadman Wilderness.
This attracted attention from all quarters.
"Has Xuan Yizong gone mad? Is the Deadman Wilderness really worth such a massive mobilization?"
"Apparently, a few days ago, troops from Xuan Yizong entered the Deadman Wilderness to explore a large tomb, but the entire force was annihilated, and Xuan Yizong was furious."
"It was the work of the Tomb Guardians! Xuan Yizong claid that their sect mbers from Xuan Cheng, among others, were killed by that group of Tomb Guardians, hence they seek justice!"
All eyes were on them.
And today, the troops from Xuan Yizong had departed.
Heading straight for the Deadman Wilderness!
"Sir, are we really going to the Deadman Wilderness?"
Ao Wushuang and Hei Luo were in the sa carriage, and right now, his face was very tense.
"I fled that place; I know too well the perils of that Great Wilderness... Can we not go?"
He was still very nervous.
He barely managed to escape himself, and yet these eager, would-be dead...
Hei Luo smiled slightly, and said:
"Don't worry."
"You need to have faith in us, Ban Explorers."
"No matter what is behind the Tomb Guardians, they are re ants to us."
"You're still young, in ti you will realize just how powerful the Ban Explorers are."
However, Ao Wushuang muttered,
"All I feel is how insane those seeking death are..."
…
Goodnight.
Arriving in Changsha tomorrow.
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