Guiying sighed, "I knew this calamity would come today... Alas!"
Ao Fang, head held high and face full of arrogance, said, "Go ahead and kill me if you dare!"
Sima Tian, dressed in flowing white robes, his long sword gleaming, smirked, "Heh, interesting..."
Lan Ge shouted, "Mo Xie is doomed to defeat this time. There's no need for you to follow a sinking ship. Those who surrender to us now will be forgiven!"
Ao Fang roared in fury, "Lan Ge, I'll fuck your immortal!"
Lan Ge's face darkened, and he shouted, "Proceed according to the original plan!"
Before going on stage, they had all discussed it—
The five strongest warriors, including Lange, Guli, and Chisha, joined forces to defeat Moxie.
The others swarmed forward and clipped Mo Xie's wings. If Mo Xie was not defeated, they would then attack her again.
Both sides are roughly equal in cultivation, but our side outnumbers the enemy by two or three times... Mo Xie is definitely doomed!
The final round of the Divine Child Tournament, the team battle, was originally more about testing the leader's ability to control and strategize.
But now,
With far more people than the enemy, no strategy is needed!
"yes!"
The crowd responded.
at the same time,
Mo Xie said in a deep voice, "If possible, it would be best if you eliminated them; if that's not possible, prioritize your own safety!"
"Yes!" Ji Meiling and the others replied.
The next second,
A massive battle has broken out!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Dozens of figures moved across the arena, attacking each other.
Not long after it started,
"ah!"
Then a disciple screamed in pain as he was knocked off the stage and eliminated.
...
Lan Ge and the other four surrounded Mo Xie.
Chi Sha said, "Hmph, never thought this day would come, huh?!"
Gu Li said, "If you kneel down and admit defeat now, we might go easy on you later and let you suffer less!"
"Hehehe..." Mo Xie stood with his hands behind his back and let out a strange laugh.
For some reason,
Seeing that smile, the group felt a chill run down their spines.
"Stop wasting your breath on him, just cripple him already!"
Lan Ge said in a deep voice, "Go!"
Mo Xie then engaged the five men in combat.
He was incredibly fast, like a blur.
However, in such chaotic situations, the advantage of speed is minimized.
"Hmph, this guy is indeed not simple. Even if there were two of us, we probably wouldn't be able to defeat him!"
"Hehe, but there are three of us!"
"That's right, we can wear him down, hahaha!"
The five attacked Mo Xie while exchanging joking remarks, appearing quite relaxed and at ease.
It was as if they were treating Mo Xie like a fish on a chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered.
Indeed,
From the perspective of the audience,
Mo Xie was at a disadvantage and was only able to "barely hold on" by relying on her ghostly movements.
Time ticked by, and the chaotic battle was breathtaking.
One by one, the disciples were sent flying backward, clutching their chests and groaning as they were carried away by servants.
The number of disciples on the arena is decreasing.
In the end,
Mo Xie's side was left with only Ji Meiling, Sima Tianguiying, and Ao Fang.
Moreover, all four of them were injured, and their blood and qi were surging violently, clearly indicating that they were at their limit!
However, the results were also remarkable.
Of the forty-odd people on the other side, only a dozen or so remain, and each of them is injured to varying degrees.
As for Mo Xie, although there were no obvious injuries on the surface, his demonic energy was extremely weak, clearly indicating that he was also at his last gasp.
The audience below sighed:
"Alas, the outcome is decided; Moye has been defeated!"
"However, though defeated, they are still honorable. To be able to hold out for so long against five King Realm experts and even launch a counterattack is already quite impressive!"
"Heh, strong my ass! If you're strong, you won't lose!"
"..."
Lan Ge said to everyone, "Alright, let's eliminate Mo Xie first!"
Gu Li laughed cruelly, "Don't kick him out of the ring yet... I'm going to give him a good beating!"
In their view,
With a dozen or so men against five, and all of them exhausted—it's a sure win!
"You all go down..."
Mo Xie took a breath and said.
Ao Fang brandished his spiked club menacingly, "Boss, I can still fight to the death..."
Mo Xie repeated, "Go down!"
In his haste, Ao Fang was about to speak again.
Sima Tian stopped him, shook his head, and looked at Ji Meiling.
Ji Meiling gave Mo Xie a deep look, seeing his calm and composed expression.
She nodded and said, "Let's go..."
The four then jumped off the stage.
"Oh no, this bastard is trying to escape!"
"That won't do! I'm going to crush him completely; I can't let him get away!"
The crowd quickly stepped forward and surrounded Mo Xie.
Lan Ge said coldly, "If you had admitted defeat earlier, you could have avoided physical pain. Now... sorry, I'll just cripple one of your arms and one of your legs."
"You think I'm going to admit defeat?"
Mo Xie said calmly.
Lan Ge sneered, "Isn't that so?"
Gu Li retorted angrily, "You're already at your last gasp, what are you pretending for us for!"
Chi Sha laughed loudly, "Do you really want to fight a dozen of us?"
"Hehehe... Congratulations on answering correctly, but there's no reward!"
Mo Xie smiled.
boom!
The next second,
A surge of demonic energy erupted from his body...
...
P.S. Goodnight everyone~
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