Sword Mountain Tournament 5 Second Battle
"There are still one hundred and thirty-one people remaining."
Leng Can was woken up by the broadcast. When he opened his eyes, two people were lying in front of him.
Cong Mo stood in front of the couch, the sword he held still stained with blood that hadn't yet turned into ethereal smoke. "Now that you're here, there's no need for me to look for you anymore."
"Why are you being so stubborn?" The leader was the one who had chased Leng Can yesterday and had a close relationship with Cong Mo. He pushed the younger brother beside him forward and said, "I gave in the day before yesterday. Otherwise, do you think a woman like you could beat me?"
The younger brothers were afraid of Cong Mo's strength and did not dare to step forward.
"I'm just a woman..." Cong Mo narrowed her eyes and stared at him, anger evident in her words.
"What? It's natural that women are inferior to men. Are you dissatisfied?"
"I advise you to shut up." Cong Mo's tone was already restrained to the extreme.
But he still couldn't hear it and continued to fan the flames, "Shut up! You're not worthy! You damn girl! If I catch you this time, you'll die!"
"It's you who's going to take his life!" Cong Mo raised his sword and walked forward.
Seeing her aggressive attitude, the man hooked his left hand and pushed his younger brother forward to block the sword.
They were in the same group, so Cong Mo would not let them go. He thrust his sword straight through his brother's heart.
The younger brother vomited blood and was kicked away by Cong Mo, breaking the wooden table.
The man had no choice but to draw his sword to fight back.
With a clang of thunder, the swords clashed. Cong Mo raised his sword and chopped it down. The man was forced into a horse stance by the cold sword, his face flushed red. The sword blade cut him from head to toe. He turned over and rolled on the ground, summoning the sword spirit to respond.
"Thunder and lightning, come out."
"flame…"
"Muxue, you deal with it!" Leng Can took the lead.
Cong Mo was pulled aside by him. "Though Lei Dian is powerful, he was injured the day before yesterday and it's impossible for him to recover so quickly. It's not difficult to deal with Mu Xue, but it will only get harder from now on. Don't let Yan Huo come out."
Cong Mo thought for three seconds and agreed, "Yeah."
Mu Xue appeared, and the cold air instantly swept through the entire room. She took the lead in attacking, and flew up with her tail wrapped in ice spikes.
Lei Dian dodged sideways, but was still injured in the arm. He fired a lightning wave, and Mu Xue responded with a cold current. The two forces collided and fought fiercely. The strong wind they created almost blew away the entire room.
The man took advantage of the two men's conversation to rush forward and attack. Cong Mo noticed in time, pushed Leng Can away, bent down to avoid him, stepped forward with his left leg, and tripped him with one foot. The man fell to the ground, and failed to roll over in time, so Cong Mo chopped his arm.
"Kill her!" The man covered his arm and yelled at his only remaining brother.
The younger brother was trembling all over and rushed forward aimlessly with the sword in his hand. Before Cong Mo could chop him with the sword, the younger brother was hit in the stomach by the sudden ice ball and flew out.
Leng Can produced an ice ball in his hand and stood behind Cong Mo, his back to her. In front of him was his younger brother who had stood up again. "Leave this to me."
"Yeah." Cong Mo gave a barely noticeable smile.
In one house, three forces were fighting.
Cong Mo's swordsmanship is superb, and he is not comparable to people like him who rely on their status to bully the weak all day long. After only three rounds, he already had sword wounds of various sizes on his body.
The blood from the knees soaked his pants, and he fell to the ground, unable to hold on any longer.
The master fell, and no matter how strong the sword spirit was, it could not fight. Taking advantage of Lei Dian's panic, Mu Xue concentrated all the cold air in her palm, and almost everything in the house was covered with a thin layer of frost. She rushed forward and hit his heart with one blow. The ice began to spread from the heart. In the end, half of Lei Dian's body turned into ice. He fell to the ground, half of his body shattered, and slowly floated back to the sword.
Leng Can's victory was already decided. With the help of the spirit stone and his own swordsmanship, the younger brother was soon unable to withstand him.
The left half of his body was stinging from the burning fire, the right half of his body was bruised by the ice ball, and the tip of his nose was itchy because of some trick played by Leng Can, making him sneeze. Unable to bear the torture, he committed suicide by cutting his stomach and turned into immortal smoke.
Cong Mo held his sword to the man's heart and said, "The current emperor is a woman, the leader of the Immortal Sect is a woman, and your mother who gave birth to you and raised you is also a woman. How can you say you look down on women?"
"I..." the man vomited blood, "...I admit defeat and give me a quick death.
Cong Mo didn't hesitate and cut his neck.
Calm returned to the house.
"Master, have I behaved well today?"
"Yeah." Cong Mo touched her head. "Very good."
"What about me? What about me?" Leng Can came up to him like a puppy. "Did I behave well?"
"Hello to you too." Cong Mo pinched his cheek, "You helped me a lot."
Leng Can smiled brightly, hugged her arm and acted coquettishly, "Hehe... Jianshan is just a mere sword mountain, there's nothing great about it!"
"Well, you are the best." Cong Mo patted his shoulder and signaled Mu Xue to return to the sword to rest.
"What are we going to do next?" Leng Can counted the spirit stones he had just picked up, checked their functions, and gnawed on the sesame seed buns he had not finished eating last night, full of energy.
Cong Mo looked at the icon displayed on the tracker. "There are still twenty-six people left in the village. We need to kill six more before we can enter the next illusion."
"Let's go together." Leng Can smiled broadly, "The spirit stones and treasures I have here are all very powerful."
The two of them captured five people one after another based on the icons.
An announcement rang out from the sky, "Twenty people remain in the village. The illusion has dissipated. These twenty people have been summoned to the remaining two illusions. The spirit stones they hold can still be used."
"There are still one hundred and ten people left."
This time, the two were lucky enough to be transported to a fantasy world, which was a forest.
"It's exactly like the big forest behind our town!"
Cong Mo checked the spirit stone and found it strange.
"Why? How is this place different from other illusions?"
"The spirit stone indicates that there are still... sixty people left here."
"Sixty people," Leng Can counted in his head, "Except the ten who just arrived, plus the original ones who should be..."
He couldn't help but exclaim, "I don't understand it, but there are only a few deaths, and it feels a bit... harmonious."
"It won't be harmonious." Cong Mo grabbed Leng Can's hand. "Don't separate us. The three illusions have dissipated, and many people have entered the forest. There have been countless disturbances. It's best to be careful here. There must be some tricks we don't know about."
"Hahahaha...hahaha..." Elder Jian Yi looked at the other elders with disdain. "My two disciples passed the emotional power test long ago and won't be fooled by this trivial trick. I say that the emotional power test should be extended to the entire sect."
"Except for the Way of No Mercy, other Daoist schools don't require the abandonment of lust," the old man Shu Yi defended him. "Besides, the emotional power test is extremely dangerous. Most disciples can't bear the consequences."
"So, we've been tricked, haven't we?" the old man said smugly. "My disciples won't have to worry about that anymore."
"Speak less." The sect leader scolded softly.
The old man raised his eyebrows with a disdainful expression.
Hand in hand, the two walked into the depths of the forest. The trees in the forest were tall and dense, making it difficult to find the direction. The deeper they went into the forest, the stronger the strange feeling of fear became.
The sky gradually darkened and a thick fog rolled in.
"Xiao Mo, that looks like a person lying down!"
The two went to check, and Cong Mo sniffed the air.
"Are they asleep?" Leng Can was frightened by the scene and looked around. He always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at them in the dark.
"Yes," Cong Mo said, "They're in a dream, just like the test our master gave us at Wuqing Mountain. We can't wake them. Only by truly escaping the dream can they fully awaken. And...if we kill them now, even if we get out, they'll still be trapped in the dream. Only after the competition is over can they truly die in the dream and return to the real world."
"Is this the test of this illusion?"
Cong Mo stood up, unable to explain this, "The Immortal Mountain shouldn't use such a dangerous thing as a test."
As they turned around, a black shadow floated past them from behind. Cong Mo drew his sword and flew in front of the man. The man was frightened and fell to the ground. The black robe covering her head fell off, revealing a weak and lovely face. She covered her face and begged for mercy, "Mo, don't kill me, I just woke up!"
"What exactly happened here?" Cong Mo lifted her robe, revealing Shushan's uniform underneath.
"I, I'm telling you, can you please not kill me for now?"
"Can."
"Yes, someone used the Bewitching Stone." The woman trembled with fear. "At night, anyone in this illusion will fall into a coma, immersed in their own dreams. Only those who leave the dream can wake up."
"You're out of the dream"
The woman nodded. "Yes, it took me two days to come out of the dream. If I hadn't, we would all have died in the dream after the game."
"It's getting dark now, aren't you afraid of falling asleep again?"
"I'm afraid, so I'm going to find water. As long as I can use water to form a protective shield, I'll have a chance to survive."
"Water" Leng Can asked.
"Yes." The woman nodded.
"I have water." Leng Canhuan transformed two ice balls into ice balls for her. "Thank you for telling us this. These ice balls, try it and see if they work."
"Thank you, thank you!" The woman ran away holding the ice hockey, not daring to look at the two men.
Cong Mo stared at her hurried back, feeling strange.
The sky gradually darkened and a thick fog swept in, covering the entire forest. If any monsters came to disturb them, it would be difficult to deal with them because of the natural barrier of the fog. The two men found a cave, lit a fire and made plans.
"That's not right." Cong Mo warmed himself by the fire. "The forest's conspiracy and that woman's words don't match up at all. There are flaws everywhere."
"What's wrong?" Leng Can threw the pine cones he picked up into the fire to roast.
"This is so strange." Cong Mo stared at the tracking spirit stone. "The only ones moving constantly on it are the ten newcomers and the person just now. The rest of the points show no signs of movement."
"If you can kill people in your dreams, why waste energy moving?"
"The Bewitching Spirit Stone can not only confuse others, but also confuse oneself, and this person will also dream at night."
"Is there any water source near him?"
Cong Mo shook his head. "We're in the highlands of the forest, there's no water source."
"Water Spirit Stone"
"I gave the water spirit stone to Ji Shufeng." Cong Mo opened the pine cone.
"Well, why did you give it to her? I..."
"No." Cong Mo came to his senses. "Who is the only one of these six people who can move?"
"That woman just now." Leng Can also reacted, "So she is the one who used the confusion stone."
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