Just as Mo Wen was calculating the remaining amount of Liu Yun's spiritual power, Liu Yun's figure suddenly faltered for a moment.
But then he stood high in the sky and slowly took out several plates of food from the jade slip and began to eat.
The fact that the Chongxian Sect dared to come and challenge them shows that they naturally had some understanding of the situation of the Shushan Sword Sect.
They knew that what they were eating, which appeared to be vegetables, was actually a highly effective elixir.
Upon seeing Liu Yun's figure appear, Mo Wen naturally wouldn't sit idly by and wait for death, instantly switching from defense to offense.
The protective aura shattered, and a burst of spiritual energy exploded instantly.
The immense explosive force directly dispersed the raging winds on the training platform.
In the instant the protective aura was shattered, Mo Wen stomped his foot, and his entire body, like a cannonball, crashed into Liu Yun.
If you didn't know Liu Yun's location beforehand, breaking through the protective aura and not being able to follow up with the next move would be a complete waste.
He was waiting for this opportunity to follow up with his next move!
Although Mo Wen was very large, his explosive power was also extremely strong. His speed in soaring into the sky was not much slower than Liu Yun's sword energy.
In what seemed like the blink of an eye, he had already appeared in front of Liu Yun.
A fist the size of a clay pot slammed down on Liu Yun's head. Judging by the force of the blow, if it landed, Liu Yun's head would probably explode on the spot.
Liu Yun remained calm.
Seeing the fist coming at him, he didn't dodge or evade, but instead met it head-on with his own fist!
Guo Huai shook his head and said, "The physical strength of this disciple of our sect is enough to rank among the top five of his level. Your disciple is indeed a bit too arrogant. He will probably perish soon. Don't blame us for being ruthless. It is your disciple who is courting death."
Shenqing Zhenjun sneered and said, "The top five in the same level are probably a bit too arrogant. I don't think their physical bodies are much stronger than those of my Sword Sect disciples."
Shenqing Zhenjun naturally had the confidence to say this.
Because just now, Liu Yun and Mo Wen's fists collided!
There was no blood and gore, no exploding heads, as Guo Huai and Mo Wen had imagined.
The moment they made contact, it was like two cannonballs colliding.
With a loud "boom," a halo of light, almost tangible, rippled outwards from the point of impact.
This scene left the people of Chongxianmen wide-eyed in shock.
Although Mo Wen had the lowest cultivation level among the five, his physical strength and defense were the highest.
Even the four of them had to avoid Mo Wen's iron fist.
When did this notoriously fragile swordsman become so physically strong?
Was the intelligence incorrect?
These bastards are even betraying their own allies, aren't they?
...
After exchanging a punch with Mo Wen, Liu Yun used the force of the blow to disappear into the wind once again.
Feeling the slight numbness in his fist, Liu Yun knew that his physical body was still somewhat inferior to that of the locals.
Shaking his head in frustration, he thought to himself that he must work hard on his tasks when he got back, and eat a pound of tough food every day to strengthen his body!
I want to be the first swordsman to physically clash with a human!
Seeing the other person disappear again, Mo Wen couldn't help but grit his teeth in frustration.
Having failed to defeat his opponent in one strike, he is now in a completely passive position again.
"You piece of trash, all you can do is run?!"
Left with no other option, they had to resort to verbal attacks.
Liu Yun didn't bother arguing with him and directly channeled all his spiritual power to release sword energy.
Mo Wen had just shattered his protective aura, and he couldn't reassemble it in a short time. He could only cross his arms to protect his head and use his own body to withstand the attack.
Although his physical body is very strong, it is clearly not strong enough to form a protective aura.
Before long, it was turned into a bloody gourd under the onslaught of Liu Yun.
Liu Yun's voice echoed in the arena, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, but it was impossible to pinpoint his location based on the sound alone.
"Surrender. Our sects have no past grudges or recent enmities. I have no intention of taking your life."
Mo Wen gritted his teeth, stiffened his neck, and remained silent.
Suddenly, starlight began to emanate from his entire body.
The power of origin!
Mo Wen used his primordial power to once again erect a protective aura around himself.
Unlike before, the range of this protective aura is constantly expanding!
The hurricane in the arena was constantly being devoured by the protective aura, and soon it had occupied half of the training ground space.
Shenqing Zhenjun frowned and said, "Does your disciple intend to fight to the death right from the start?"
Guo Huai smiled calmly: "To die for the sect is the highest honor. What does it matter if I lose my life?"
Shaking his head, Shenqing Zhenjun couldn't help but worry about Liuyun.
They were already one level below each other, and with the added boost of their primal power, the gap between them became quite large.
But Liu Yun told him in an instant that his worries were completely unnecessary.
As Mo Wen's protective aura continued to expand, it was about to fill the entire training ground space.
Suddenly, Liu Yun pulled out a jade slip from his bosom.
Then he pulled out four yellowish things from the jade slip.
"Swish swish swish"
Four whooshing sounds rang out as the four items Liu Yun had taken out hurtled towards Mo Wen like shooting stars.
Mo Wen disregarded everything. With the support of his primordial power, even the opponent's sword energy couldn't break through his protective aura. What harm could a mere hidden weapon thrown out possibly do...?
He couldn't think of anything else to say.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Four voices rang out, and Mo Wen fell straight down on the arena.
Liu Yun revealed himself and carefully put the four items back into the jade slip.
In that split second, a fierce battle was decided!
Even Guo Huai, who prided himself on his extensive knowledge, was starting to have doubts about life!
What the hell is going on?!
Your protective shield, which even your sword energy couldn't break, was breached by throwing four hidden weapons?!
Could it be a forbidden artifact?!
He was unaware of the situation, but the disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect knew the details.
Qi Ye said with a hint of jealousy, "Damn, this bastard actually has three large loaves of bread and a large baguette!"
Jue Ming said enviously, "I'm afraid it's not just that. Ever since that guy became shameless, he's been singing while hugging a cabbage every day. Who knows how many benefits he's gotten from Junior Uncle!"
Ningyue looked at those four items with great longing.
Because she was shy, she completed very few of the Spirit Ascension tasks, so she didn't have as many resources as her junior brother.
Despite their envy, everyone cheered and applauded Liu Yun's victory.
Shenqing Zhenjun opened the restriction at the opportune moment.
With his level of expertise, confirming the condition of the people on the field was naturally a piece of cake.
Guo Huai ignored Mo Wen, who was lying on the martial arts platform, and instead looked at Shenqing Zhenjun with a sinister expression, saying:
"Is what your sect's disciple just used a forbidden artifact? Could it be that forbidden artifacts are allowed to be used in your state's grand competition?"
Shenqing Zhenjun smiled slightly and said, "You can eat whatever you want, but don't talk nonsense. We can't use forbidden artifacts here either. What that disciple just used was just our sect's whetstone."
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