This punch landed heavily on Chu Nan’s back, causing him to stagger and rush far away.
His internal organs continued to vibrate, and his back felt the burning pain of flas.
"As expected of a Nine-Heavens Cultivator, his mastery over the Ancestral Bloodline is indeed refined!"
Chu Nan imdiately controlled his body and turned to look at Mo Yi with so surprise.
Mo Yi’s manipulation of the Ancestral Bloodline was exceedingly skillful and bewildering; the speed of his explosion just now had caught Chu Nan off guard.
Indeed, a formidable figure studying the Ancestral Bloodline in the Ancestor Sect for countless ages.
Mo Yi, however, expressed so disappointnt, saying: "Although you possess several types of Ancestral Bloodline, your thods are too crude. Against soone like , you can’t even withstand three moves; this battle should end here."
After speaking, Mo Yi stopped and stood with his hands behind his back, as if intending to leave.
"Wait!"
Chu Nan hurriedly prevented him from leaving and then said, "It’s junior’s fault for underestimating you. Please watch how I use this move next."
Mo Yi showed a puzzled look and said: "The winner was decided in that one move earlier; even if you have other thods, what can they do?"
"With your strength, you’re more than capable of bullying weaker opponents, but you’re far from matching a true expert."
Saying this, Mo Yi shook his head, demonstrating his intention to advise Chu Nan.
Chu Nan rely smiled and said: "You struck first just now, granting an opportunity; this ti, would you give a chance too?"
"If I lose again, I will accept defeat wholeheartedly!"
Seeing Chu Nan resolute, Mo Yi said: "You offered a chance earlier; therefore, let’s proceed. This makes us even."
Chu Nan displayed an exceptionally confident smile, indeed he had underestimated the situation earlier.
With his full power, he could easily kill even those in the Lianyun Sea Realm of the sixth level and contend against the seventh.
Mo Yi was only of the sixth level Cloud Sea Realm Cultivation, so when facing him, Chu Nan was slightly lax, giving Mo Yi the chance.
This ti, to prove himself, Chu Nan would not hold back and would defeat Mo Yi with full vigor!
"Then, Elder, please watch carefully!"
With those words, the Heaven-Shocking Thunder Spear instantly shot forth from Chu Nan’s hand.
Seeing the brilliant Thunder Spear, Mo Yi’s eyes retained a look of disappointnt, saying: "Is this the Martial Skill you condensed using the Ancestral Bloodline? Too weak!"
After that, Mo Yi struck out with a palm from a distance, and flas surged out like a Fire Dragon, tearing the Thunder Spear apart.
"Elder, it’s too early to pronounce judgnt!"
Chu Nan’s voice followed, and under Mo Yi’s odd gaze, Chu Nan’s body suddenly ignited with brilliant blood-colored flas.
The Ancestral Bloodline transmission Martial Skill, Reverse Blood Shakes the Heavens!
Under the enhancent of Reverse Blood Shakes the Heavens, Chu Nan’s strength soared instantly, countless Residual Shadows shattered, and even Mo Yi could not capture Chu Nan’s figure.
"What is this!"
"Chu Nan can actually utilize the Ancestral Bloodline to such an extent, creating such a terrifying Martial Skill!"
Mo Yi’s expression turned astonished, his eyes constantly scanning, exhausting all efforts to capture Chu Nan’s figure.
Yet, Chu Nan moved at lightning speed; as soon as Mo Yi saw him, he disappeared.
"Elder, catch this!"
The voice echoed, appearing right on Mo Yi.
Hearing the words, Mo Yi swiftly retaliated with a palm, flas engulfing everything behind him.
The result was not burning Chu Nan at all, instantly alerting Mo Yi: "Not good, I’ve been tricked!"
Just as Mo Yi’s gaze settled in another direction, searching for Chu Nan, the roaring flas were torn apart instantly.
Chu Nan’s figure pierced through the flas, delivering a powerful punch to Mo Yi’s shoulder!
Boom!
The fierce collision forced Mo Yi to retreat madly, his clothes shredding, revealing iron-blue flesh.
Thump thump thump...
Mo Yi retreated several dozen steps, almost toppling off the platform.
"Well done!" Zhi Tianping shouted from beneath the platform, his voice filled with unspeakable satisfaction.
Chu Nan stood upright, cupping his hands and saying: "Elder, what do you think of my strength?"
This was only a glimpse of Chu Nan’s potential since he was competing using the Ancestral Bloodline’s power, he utilized the most basic attack.
Mo Yi steadied his body; with the Nine-Heavens Cultivation’s powerful strength, his injuries disappeared instantly.
Looking at Chu Nan, his gaze shifted from surprise to one full of admiration.
"Chu Nan, we who wield the Ancestral Bloodline create Martial Skills based on its attributes."
"Yet, your utilization of the Ancestral Bloodline’s power was terrifying; how was this Martial Skill created?"
Chu Nan’s gaze flickered imperceptibly. He discerned sothing strange in Mo Yi’s words.
How does one create Martial Skills based on the Ancestral Bloodline’s attributes?
Could Mo Yi’s thod of using the Ancestral Bloodline not stem from inherited bloodline mories, but rather be self-created!
This revelation astounded Chu Nan.
Self-created Martial Skills, albeit impressive, are far from matching the harmonious fit of inherited bloodline Martial Skills with the body.
"Could it be that only absorbing the Ancestral Bloodline through Desolate Profound Transformation yields its inheritance mory?"
With this query, Chu Nan said: "It’s all thanks to my elders, and there is nothing particularly comndable about it. Aren’t Zhi Family Martial Artists also capable of enhancing their Cultivation by exploding the Ancestral Bloodline?"
Mo Yi shook his head, saying: "No, we differ from the Zhi Family Martial Artist."
"Zhi Family Martial Artists, through Demon Blood Fruit, have entirely integrated the Ancestral Bloodline into their own blood; in so sense, they are virtually Primordial Demon Beasts."
"Using their own bloodline power, what need is there to create Martial Skills?"
"Yet employing Blood-sucking Tree offers a potent downside, as the consciousness from Demon Beast will influence Human Race Martial Artists, spreading with the bloodline and growing stronger as Cultivation advances."
"Without your thod to use their bloodline origin to heal Demon Blood’s drawbacks, the Zhi Family would eventually beco mindless Demon Beasts."
Mo Yi took a deep look at Chu Nan and said: "You are fundantally different from the Zhi Family. Those like us who haven’t forcibly extracted and refined Demon Beast consciousness via Blood-sucking Tree cannot perfectly manipulate the Ancestral Bloodline."
"However, the Martial Skill you unleashed just now seed to perfectly utilize the Ancestral Bloodline without being influenced by Demon Beast consciousness, sothing unheard of in the Ancestor Sect!"
At this point, Mo Yi’s gaze at Chu Nan brimd with exhilaration and madness, as if he had discovered a rare treasure.
Chu Nan also pondered deeply; previously, he knew nothing about these particulars.
Indeed, refining the Ancestral Bloodline is exceedingly arduous; even Nine-Heavens Cultivators can’t fully control it, let alone obtain inherited Martial Skills.
Without Mo Yi’s explanation, Chu Nan still thought all those capable of absorbing the Ancestral Bloodline were like him.
In retrospect, this truly aligned; the Zhi Family wielded the Ancestral Bloodline, but were driven to madness by Demon Beast consciousness.
Though Mo Yi maintained his reason, the use of Ancestral Bloodline power fell far short of perfection, the gap too vast!
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