Then he shook his head and jumped off the stage.
Mo Xie was also in bad shape—a tiger claw strike left his chest covered in blood.
The injuries weren't too serious, but they were definitely not minor!
Fortunately, we managed to win, albeit by a narrow margin.
And this was without relying on activating the Demon God's Pass!
Of course, they only managed to win by playing all their cards.
This time, Mo Xie did not overestimate himself and continued to stand on the arena.
After all, those who are issuing challenges now are all terrifying and ruthless characters. If we continue to fight them in turn... that wouldn't be showing off, it would be being an idiot!
"Fang Tian of the Black Nether Cult challenges the twenty-third..."
...
Are you alright?
Ji Meiling handed over a bottle of top-grade healing pills—sponsored by the Demon God Temple.
"Minor injury, nothing serious."
Mo Xie smiled gently at her and accepted the healing pill.
He took out two or three pills and put them in his mouth—only his physical strength allowed him to withstand the effects of the pills like that.
He sat cross-legged on the ground, saying, "I'm going to meditate for a bit!"
—According to the rules, a faction that has been challenged has the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to rest.
Ji Meiling nodded, "Mmm~"
Moye closed her eyes and concentrated, her hands forming a hand seal.
His heart pounded rapidly, and the golden blood of the demon god continuously generated energy, healing his injuries.
...
"The Nine Li Demon Clan challenges the Demon God Temple!"
"...The Demon God Temple has successfully defended its title!"
Despite the excruciating pain, Mo Xie straightened his broken arm, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "You flatter me!"
Chi Wu stood below the arena, laughing heartily, and returned the greeting with a cupped hand, "The battle with Brother Mo was truly exhilarating! Let's fight again another day!"
"Whether it's war or wine, Mo Xie is always ready to oblige!"
Moye also laughed loudly.
Chi Wu laughed loudly, "Brother Mo is a straightforward man, I'll make you my friend!"
continue.
Adjust your breathing, then fight.
"The Heavenly Demon Sect challenges the Demon God Temple!"
"...The Demon God Temple has successfully defended its title!"
Mo Xie, panting heavily, cupped his hands and said, "You flatter me!"
Gu Ling wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled gently, "Brother Mo, you are truly admirable for fighting beyond your level!"
"call……"
Mo Xie smiled and nodded, then stepped off the stage.
The three matches were fought in this way, and all three super powers were defeated!
If we're talking about cultivation level,
The geniuses from the Monster Mountain Range, the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the Nine Li Demon Clan are comparable in strength to Xiao Xueyi of the Black Fiend Sea.
Now that Mo Xie's strength has greatly increased, he is barely able to win even when he goes all out.
But the most crucial thing is,
These three families have a fairly good relationship with the Demon God Temple.
The three of them could not possibly be as ruthless as Xiao Xueyi—although it was a ring battle, all their moves were vicious killing blows.
If it really comes down to a life-or-death battle, Mo Xie would have to risk opening the Demon God's Gate.
Otherwise, the outcome is still uncertain!
and,
These three families all showed respect to the Demon God Temple, waiting for Mo Xie to recover before launching their challenges.
"It's almost over..."
Ji Meiling looked at Mo Xie, who was covered in wounds, and said softly with her lips pursed.
"Yes, it's almost over..."
Moye smiled gently at her, indicating that she shouldn't worry.
The winner of each Magic Path Grand Competition must face repeated challenges from five other super powers.
Now,
Moye withstood the challenges from the four families.
Only one is left!
And... it's also the most terrifying one!
Mo Xie glanced towards the Yin Yang Demon Sect and happened to meet a pair of beautiful eyes as dark as an abyss.
The masked woman crossed her legs and nodded slightly to him.
This is a terrifying opponent...
Based on his intuition, Mo Xie's expression turned serious.
Ji Meiling, intending to dispel the heavy atmosphere, giggled and said, "That Feng Qingcheng is known as the number one beauty in the demonic path! The number of young demonic heroes who follow her is as numerous as fish crossing a river!"
"I heard her say that only whoever can defeat her is qualified to be her man."
She winked at Mo Xie, "I think you're pretty capable~"
Mo Xie withdrew her gaze, shook her head, and said, "Not interested! In my opinion, you are a thousand times more beautiful than her!"
But what he was really thinking about was another piece of information.
Feng Qingcheng is known as the most beautiful woman in the demonic path, but that doesn't mean she is the most beautiful woman in the world—at least Ji Meiling's appearance is the most outstanding in the world, and at most she is no better than her.
Rather, because,
She is hailed as the number one among the younger generation of the Demonic Cultivation Sect!
That's right.
A woman, the first!
Let me put it this way,
Lin Li, the number one baron of the Yin Yang Demon Sect, is only a second-grade King Realm expert.
Why?
Because... the strongest baron in the past was killed by Feng Qingcheng.
Ji Meiling pouted, touched her face, and said self-pityingly, "I can't compare to her. She's the most beautiful woman in the demonic path, while I'm just a lowly succubus."
Given your narcissism, I simply don't believe you could be insecure!
Mo Xie shook his head and chuckled, then sat cross-legged on the ground. "I'll take a moment to regulate my breathing!"
"Mmm~"
The time it takes for an incense stick to burn quickly passes, and the previous challenge between the two sides has just ended.
Moye opened her eyes and slowly stood up.
His face was solemn and dignified as he walked forward with heavy but firm steps.
Everyone knows,
Next comes the final battle at the Demon God's Temple.
If we win, we'll secure first place; if we lose... well, compared to our previous results, it's still pretty impressive.
Just then,
Feng Qingcheng said softly, "Young Master Moye, if your injuries have not yet fully healed, you can rest for a while longer."
“Feng Qingcheng, you…” Lin Li said anxiously.
The Yin-Yang Demon Sect and the Demon God Temple are sworn enemies; why should we show them any respect?!
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