"Since that's the case, then let's eliminate this advantage of yours..."
He curled the corners of his mouth into a smile.
With a thought, I raised both hands to chest level and clasped them together in the air.
"The Primordial Treasure—Formless!"
—Without form, shape, or quality, it can transform into all things at will!
call out!
A nunchaku appeared in Mo Xie's hand.
now,
The crowd had already reached him.
Mo Xie said in a deep voice, "The demonic shadows are overwhelming!"
Whoosh!
As if night had fallen, a dark shadow "emerged" from Mo Xie's body, instantly covering most of the arena.
Nature will also be enveloped in the coming attack.
"What's going on?!"
"I can't see!"
"Damn it, what's going on?!"
"..."
The audience below could not see what was happening inside the shadowy figure, but could hear gasps of surprise coming from within.
Immediately afterwards,
The exclamation turned into a scream.
"Oh!"
Accompanied by screams, there was also a strange shout of "I'll hit you!"
Accompanied by strange cries,
One by one, figures flew out of the shadows like little dumplings.
"Get out of the way!"
The crowd quickly moved aside.
One by one, the disciples flew backward from the shadows and landed on the ground.
The scene was chaotic!
"This kid..."
Even the Grand Elder was astonished, "He's really mastered the Shadow Technique!"
Xiao Yi drank the fine wine heartily, a slight smile playing on his lips.
On the stage,
"Oh no, retreat quickly!"
Several King-level experts quickly withdrew from the shadows by releasing their soul power.
But those at the Grandmaster Realm don't have that ability.
"Senior Brother Lange is telling us to go outside!"
"Hey, why did you bump into me!"
"It's pitch black, how am I supposed to know you're in front of me!"
"Run that way quickly!"
"No, it should be that side!"
...
As the strange cry of "I'll hit!" rang out,
One by one, disciples flew backward from the shadows.
The disciples below the stage were completely dumbfounded.
...
On the arena.
Inside the shadows, it was pitch black.
Mo Xie, however, seemed completely unaffected, his eyes gleaming as he looked at the disciples.
Having lost their sight and without the "radar" of their soul power, they scurried around like headless flies.
"Hehehe..."
Mo Xie chuckled and rushed forward in a few steps.
"I'll hit!"
Mo Xie, wielding her nunchucks, struck him twice, leaving him sneer and weak-kneed.
Then I kicked him, sending him flying.
On the other side,
The number one shadow slave, possessing the cultivation of an eighth-grade sect master, also roamed in the darkness, constantly attacking the blind disciple.
Mo Xie, panting, thought to himself, "Maintaining this shadow formation is too taxing... I need to speed things up!"
Just as I was thinking about it, another Qi Sea was about to run out of demonic energy.
fine,
There aren't many disciples left at the Grandmaster Realm.
"I'll hit!"
The nunchucks swung in Mo Xie's hands, creating a terrifying gust of wind as they lashed out at the disciples who were as frightened as startled birds.
...
Bang!
Mo Xie struck the disciple's body hard with her staff, and the last disciple screamed and flew backward.
He rubbed his fingers on his nose and tucked the nunchucks under his arm.
With a thought, "Stop!"
call out!
The shadow that had enveloped most of the arena slowly dissipated.
Looking around,
Only seven King Realm experts, including Lan Ge, remained on the field, standing trembling at the edge of the arena.
"good……"
Mo Xie smiled with satisfaction at the victory.
Below the stage,
One by one, disciples, wailing and covered in bruises, flew off the arena, crashing heavily to the ground before being carried away by servants.
The entire venue was deathly silent.
Everyone was shocked and stared in disbelief at the young man on the stage.
Mo Xie stood with his legs apart, holding a strange weapon made of two sticks connected together in one hand.
His eyes were sharp and menacing!
The dozen or so people who were once so imposing... were now reduced to seven trembling individuals.
"Am I seeing things?!"
"How...how did he do that?!"
"How long has it been? And they've been completely wiped out?!"
"Is this the power of the Temple's top disciple?!"
On the stage,
"Hahaha……"
Lan Ge suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Anyway, those at the Grandmaster Realm are just supporting characters; the most crucial battles are still fought by us at the King Realm!"
Gu Li snapped out of his shock, brandishing his fist and snarling, "That's right! If all seven of us attack together, we can cripple him in an instant!"
The audience members all nodded in agreement.
"That's true. There are still seven King Realm experts left. Mo Xie is still destined to lose!"
"And look, Mo Xie's aura is very unstable; he's clearly at his last gasp!"
"It seems that that mysterious technique he just used took a lot of toll on him!"
"Alas, though defeated, there is still honor!"
"That's really strong, I'm impressed!"
"..."
Although they knew Mo Xie was doomed to defeat, most of his disciples had already submitted to him.
—To be able to break through such a situation... Mo Xie is simply "strong"!
...
On the stage,
Seeing the murderous aura emanating from Mo Xie, Chi Sha swallowed hard.
Hearing Lange's words, he regained his confidence and said loudly, "That's right, the advantage is on my side!"
"This guy is already at his last gasp. Could he possibly recover his Xuan Qi? Heh..."
The words had barely left his mouth when
Mo Xie then hung the strange stick around her neck.
Then,
boom!
The demonic energy, which had been depleted, erupted once more!
Chi Sha's face froze instantly, and he exclaimed, "This is impossible!"
The audience gasped in surprise once again...
...
P.S. Goodnight~
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