Chapter 83
The two forces were perfectly intertwined in Ying Bing, merging seamlessly without any sense of discord, even compensating for each other's shortcomings!
Li Mo couldn't help but sigh.
The Ice Block was still the Ice Block.
To think he could match her swordplay on equal terms was, as expected, unrealistic.
Of course, from the very beginning, Li Mo had no intention of winning through swordsmanship.
He took the initiative to retreat, using the Wind Shadow Step, his figure suddenly pulling back several dozen zhang.
"Impressive."
Li Mo said sincerely.
"That's nothing."
Ying Bing did not pursue him, standing still with her sword, showing no sign of complacency.
In her previous life, she had never mastered the dual forces until reaching the God Observation realm; it was only then that she could use them skillfully.
For him to bring it out at this moment was already enough to earn her admiration.
What surprised her even more was the length and depth of Li Mo's aura, a richness she had never seen in anyone at the Blood Qi realm.
Could this... also be from that inheritance he received?
The audience below was utterly silent.
Even on the stage, there was a moment of stillness.
The brief exchange between the two had already surpassed their understanding of the term "genius."
"Is it even possible?"
"Elder Ying Bing might not be using her full strength yet?"
Qian Bufan murmured.
The crowd was thrown into further confusion.
Indeed, what Ying Bing could do was far beyond mere swordplay.
The inheritance from the depths of Qingyuan, her own physique, and she hadn't even tapped into her full potential yet, not even using her inner breath.
"Let's just watch."
Elder Han He gazed deeply at Li Mo.
If Ying Bing wasn't using her full strength, had that kid really gone all out?
While the elders were quietly discussing, Li Mo spoke up.
"I'm going to get serious now."
"I’m a whole realm above you."
Ying Bing looked at the suddenly serious boy, her lips parting slightly:
"If you touch the hem of my clothes, I'll consider you the winner."
The Ice Block rarely showed her domineering side.
This meant she was serious now.
"Alright."
Those words ignited a small flame in Li Mo's heart.
He was feeling a bit hyped.
In the next moment, the two moved.
Buzz—
The intense aura of battle surged, and just the pressure alone carved marks into the bluestone ground.
Li Mo seemed to transform into a precious weapon, dazzling to behold.
This was the first time he fully unleashed the Extreme Battle Body against an opponent.
From the Eye of Destiny, he already knew that Ying Bing's greatest reliance was not her swordsmanship.
It was herself!
So, Li Mo decided to go all out.
Boom—
The Chixiao Sword was enveloped in a sharp killing intent, ringing with a resonant hum, becoming the center of a storm.
With boundless sharpness and overwhelming force, it seemed ready to engulf Ying Bing.
One force breaks all methods.
This was not something Li Mo had learned from his sword.
At the same time.
As the Tian Shuang Sword was unleashed, clouds and mist arose, seeming to be nonexistent yet omnipresent, within the ebb and flow, concealing a sharpness that was both obscure and clear.
There was no visible sword light, yet it felt as if countless swords were converging upon him.
Though he was only facing Ying Bing, Li Mo inexplicably felt as if he had fallen into a heavy encirclement.
No matter how he struck, the sharpness of his intent could not stir up much of a ripple in the misty glow.
The audience was completely entranced.
If at first, their understanding of the two's swordplay had been pushed to its limits, now they couldn't even tell who had the upper hand.
All they could see was the rise and fall of the misty light, the sharpness surging into the void.
The energy between the two even caused a thin mist to rise in the air.
Ding—
Li Mo finally caught a glimpse of Ying Bing's figure amidst the ethereal glow and struck without hesitation.
However, what awaited him was not a clear opening, but the sight of the girl slowly fading away.
He had missed.
"No wonder she said touching the hem of her clothes counts as a win..."
Li Mo was drenched in sweat.
At the same time, he realized he could no longer afford to drag this out.
Those hidden moves within the misty glow, wrapped in Ying Bing's inner breath, were chillingly cold; he could barely think straight.
Soon, even moving became a challenge.
This was the Red Destiny, the embodiment of the martial world.
The Ice Block was simply despairingly strong.
The elders on the platform sighed, barely perceptibly.
If they were to face Ying Bing, even maintaining their Inner Breath and Xuan Dan realm, they wouldn't stand a chance.
They probably wouldn't last as long as Li Mo had.
What they saw was far more than just a battle.
Ying Bing was using the mist and her inner breath to simulate sword energy.
Compared to Xiao Qin's externalized inner breath, it was laughably childish.
Moreover.
It wasn't just a simple simulation; at times it was ethereal and agile, at times robust and fierce, at times ancient and unrefined... ever-changing yet resonating with one another.
One word: absolute.
Two words: terrifying.
"Ha..."
"The mist can conceal the sword; can that killing intent also..."
Suddenly, Li Mo seemed to have an epiphany.
And in his left hand, hidden beneath his robe, the Star Hammer quietly fell into his grasp.
Everything around him suddenly slowed down.
"Hmm?"
Ying Bing sensed something in that instant, her own figure becoming sluggish.
Across from her, Li Mo had somehow closed the distance.
The boy wasn't using his sword; his right hand held the Chixiao down.
He lifted his left hand's robe, to be precise, the hammer hidden within, letting it slowly descend.
The speed was not fast.
Yet it gave the impression that no matter how far one fled or how they twisted and turned, there was no escaping it.
Stabilizing the universe!
Ying Bing seemed to ponder.
The air was filled with sword energy, contracting, a thread of Taiyin power twisted the sword energy into a bundle.
Boom—
Time around them seemed to freeze.
In the next moment, countless auras surged forth, uncontrollably shooting in all directions.
The scene became somewhat chaotic.
Shangguan Wencang slammed his hand down, instantly appearing on the stage, pressing down with one hand.
It was as if he held a sphere that could devour all, capable of absorbing everything, returning all to the void, dissipating the storm into nothingness.
His gaze was fixed intently on the center of the stage.
The crowd was the same.
Who had won?
However.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, they suddenly fell into silence.
What had just happened?
Little Li Mo had shattered the gathered sword energy with a single strike.
He had unleashed a forbidden technique that was impossible to activate at the Blood Qi realm; even with the power of his thirty-six meridians, he was nearly drained.
Yet that thread of Taiyin power did not dissipate, leaving him feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
It was so cold.
He had no time for any other actions, and in a daze, he wrapped his arms around Ying Bing's waist, tumbling into her embrace, bringing her down with him.
Hmm...
Little Li Mo found his vision obscured.
His already sluggish mind now had only one thought:
"Even if it's the Ice Block, she's still soft and fragrant in my arms..."
Ying Bing seemed momentarily stunned.
She didn't push him away immediately.
The crowd: "！？”
The elders: "！！？”
The spectators from various sects: "！！！？”
A passing dog: "？？？”
Their hearts, which had been hanging in suspense, finally sank.
The already chaotic scene became even more disordered.
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Chapter 80: The Day of the Full Moon - Announcement of Results
"So... who won in the end?"
"Don't you realize? We lost!"
"No, man, I’m just here for the show, I’m out."
"Alright, alright, you little rascal..."
"Damn it, get your hands off me!"
...
Amidst various tones of jealousy, confusion, and frustration, Little Li Mo finally regained the ability to move.
He lifted his head, only to see a pair of cold eyes filled with inscrutable emotions, looking up at him, her delicate face as beautiful as snow under frost.
Yet amidst the myriad of chaotic voices, Li Mo felt a strange sense of calm.
He noticed a heartbeat that seemed to be racing faster than usual?
"Cough!"
A rather untimely cough broke the moment, it was Shangguan Wencang.
Good times are always fleeting.
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