Chapter 480
“Why does Brother Li say he doesn’t use sword techniques?”
The swordsmen were particularly excited; this was a scene that mostly existed in stories.
What they didn’t know was that this was actually a hammer technique...
The murderous intent surged, and the world turned upside down.
Without heavenly tribulations, human tribulations were still tribulations.
Li Mo was truly a genius of the sword!
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**Chapter 537: Defeating Jiang Yu!**
At this moment, within the divine sword of the celestial beings, it was still absorbing the swords of the martial artists below, but gradually, swords from far-off places began to soar through the air.
Jiang Yu’s heavy eyes conveyed a strong sense of foreboding as the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Seal slowly rose:
“Suppress!”
The small seal hovered in mid-air, and a series of booming sounds echoed from the void, as if it were swelling again, exerting a pressure that felt like Mount Tai bearing down.
It slowly descended.
Under the weighty might, he felt like the Monkey King about to be crushed under the Five Elements Mountain, unable to escape no matter how far he ran.
Li Mo’s body still felt heavy, but after breaking through, his spirit was significantly suppressed.
Instead of dodging, he summoned the power of the world and threw a punch.
“?”
A sense of absurdity rose in Jiang Yu’s heart. Was there really someone who dared to clash with a divine weapon using just their flesh?
But the next moment, a golden light of glaze appeared.
It was a thin layer, yet it gave an impression of being unbreakable.
Clang—
Flesh met divine weapon, carrying a hint of national fortune. The seemingly indestructible small seal began to tremble violently, unable to advance an inch.
Li Mo exhaled a breath of foul air. Even if he had reached a higher level of the Nine Mysteries, this time, his arm would probably break. Fortunately, the indestructible body was a divine ability, completely beyond the realm of martial arts logic.
In the next second, sword light swept across.
While Jiang Yu controlled the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Seal, he thrust the Zunlong Sword forward.
At that moment, the glaze light vanished.
Li Mo held the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Seal in one hand and tightly gripped the sword’s edge with the other. The secret silver light released from the peculiar sword-shaped bone spiraled in his palm like a maggot burrowing into bone.
The True Dragon Body, infused with national fortune, was surprisingly equal in strength!
“Faster, it’s still not enough...”
Li Mo glanced at the sky.
With the perception of having no sword in hand but a sword in heart, he sensed that more and more resonant waves were coming from the imperial capital.
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Below, Murong Xiao shouted, “I’ll help you!”
He felt the excitement of the broken sword at his waist and unhesitatingly threw it out.
Some of those who had hesitated below also relaxed their grip on their weapons.
Buzz... Buzz...
Xie Xuan leaned back slightly, desperately clutching the ancestral wooden sword, nearly losing control.
Divine weapons all have spirits, and the ancestral sword was no exception; it loved to act heroically.
“Li Mo is fighting the Crown Prince; is it reasonable for you to go up? It’s not reasonable! You’re so powerful; what if the Crown Prince gets killed by you?”
“What? You’re saying that no matter who he fights, the Pure Jun Sword Dao has to back him up?”
“The divine sword of celestial beings is for the younger generation; how can you listen to it...”
Xie Xuan was sweating profusely as he tried to persuade them.
And further away...
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In the inner city of the imperial capital, at the Prince of South’s residence.
From a box that had been set aside, a faint vibration could be heard.
A nearby eunuch wanted to approach but suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, causing him to rush into the courtyard.
“Your Highness, there’s a box in your study; could it be sealed with some kind of monster?”
“No need to worry about it.”
Zhong Qin, dressed in plain clothes, stood before a sand table, not even lifting his eyelids.
“But...”
Before the eunuch could finish, a loud explosion sounded from behind, as something broke.
A white streak shot through the air, its sound crisp and lively, soaring into the blue sky.
Only then did Zhong Qin look up, gazing at the place where the sword light had vanished, his eyes filled with reminiscence.
Once upon a time, that sword had carried his youthful ambition. Later, when his family fell into decline, he had to join the military to carve out a path for the vast prince’s residence. When he left, he had set that sword aside.
He had long learned to be cautious and to refuse.
But how could he bear to reject the youthful version of himself?
“Young and ambitious...” Zhong Qin sighed silently.
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The sword lights converged, replacing the dark clouds, swirling in the sky to create a magnificent spectacle while brewing a terrifying aura.
The monk Huai Kong seemed to sense something and looked deep into the imperial city.
“With this poor monk here, there won’t be any trouble; no need for you, benefactors, to worry.”
The unseen gaze seemed to hear his words, still watching the scene but choosing not to interfere.
Under the guidance of the divine sword of celestial beings, they transformed into a long rainbow, rushing down.
The river of swords surged mightily.
Jiang Yu felt a chill run through him, no longer able to pay attention to Li Mo.
Because the sword river, led by the divine sword of celestial beings, was already within reach.
He poured all the national fortune he carried into the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Seal, intending to use its might to force them back.
But would youthful arrogance listen to reason?
Even Li Mo, who had regained the divine sword of celestial beings, was already past the point of no return!
In the next moment.
The tip of the divine sword of celestial beings pierced the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Seal.
Some of the sword energy dissipated, while some penetrated below. Jiang Yu could only rely on the sword bone to absorb it, hoping to use its divine nature to wear them all down.
The buzzing sound was incessant.
The sharp energy flowed wildly, shaking the barriers formed by the mustard seed and the Mount Meru.
“Who won?”
Everyone had this question in their hearts, so they stubbornly opened their eyes, still looking at the stage.
They saw the small seal, solid as a fortress and stable as a mountain, dimming after a moment of silence, a faint aura being dispersed and flowing toward a certain direction.
The Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Seal fell weakly, rolling several times with a clatter.
The two still stood in the arena.
Li Mo was barely standing now; after a long time of channeling the power of the world, his body was sending signals of reaching its limit, and his spirit was slightly dimmed. Having used two divine abilities nearly drained him.
Jiang Yu remained standing there, his expression blank.
“...”
After a moment of silence, Li Mo helplessly said, “Don’t force it; do you want me to knock you down?”
“This... you saw through it.”
Jiang Yu seemed to release the last breath he had been holding, his pupils dilating.
“Your... hammer technique is indeed impressive.”
As his words fell, he collapsed backward, falling to the ground.
Li Mo: “?”
You lost and still have the nerve to talk back!
Am I wasting my expressions here for nothing?
However, he couldn’t go up and kick Jiang Yu because before he fell, someone had already caught him, checking his injuries and taking out rare treasures.
Aside from that, the entire arena fell silent.
At the top of the palace.
Emperor Jingtai had risen at some point.
He gazed deeply at Li Mo, as if he had walked through the endless night and finally saw a faint flicker of firefly light.
Tian Miao took out a small notebook from his bosom and quietly wrote a line.
“Li Mo’s realm and sword techniques have advanced significantly, defeating the top-ranked Jiang Yu at the Qianlong Conference by a narrow margin.”
“Master, should we give him a nickname?”
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**Chapter 538: No, We Must Compete**
The emperor stood up; how could the accompanying officials remain seated?
The few close ministers immediately stood up, exchanging glances, each seeing the unspoken meaning in the other’s eyes.
Well, the Crown Prince is the emperor’s own son, representing the royal family and the noble lineage of the court, embodying the face of the dynasty. He had indeed been invincible among his peers.
Now that the Crown Prince had been defeated, it was easy to imagine that the emperor was not pleased.
And Li Mo...
If you put yourself in his shoes, after years of nurturing your heir, he suffers a crushing defeat. Doesn’t that make me look incompetent? It’s infuriating!
You, Li Mo, a disciple from a sect that guards the royal tombs of the previous dynasty, what level are you at to dare defeat the Crown Prince?
“This Li Mo...”
“Truly a bold and reckless person, lawless! He must have used some underhanded means!”
“Where did those swords come from? They don’t comply with the rules of the conference; we must investigate thoroughly! The results should be nullified!”
“Why do so many prodigies on the Qianlong List recognize him? I suspect he has ulterior motives and is forming cliques!”
“Looking at his face... well, he is quite handsome, but looking at his character... uh, never mind, what good person practices hammer techniques!”
“My instincts are usually spot on; this kid is up to no good.”
“I saw the blacksmith conference; didn’t you notice his arm suddenly bulging? I suspect he has some connection with divine power!”
The ministers rarely came together in their speculations about the emperor’s thoughts.
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