Chapter 785: Chapter 401: Reaching the Summit (Part 2)
The group of teenagers who had just descended from the Nine Heavens all glanced over, generally feeling that Su Mohua was letting herself go too much, pursuing individuality, choosing to apprentice herself to a local, which was indeed sowhat self-indulgent. Her ranking this ti is probably not going to be great.
Su Mohua said, “Let’s speak with our battle achievents then!”
Now, she felt strong inside, completely ignoring the attitudes of these people, whether it was those who mocked her to her face or those who watched coldly and waited to see her make a fool of herself; she dismissed them all.
She believed in her montous state of Spiritual Clarity, especially last night, when her little master helped her cultivate and actually forged a Primordial Elent Immortal Furnace, inscribed with the Origin textures of dozens of scriptures, using this to temper her Consciousness Spirit Light, which was indeed marvelous beyond words.
A large crowd surged to this area, and in no ti, there was a loud, bustling sound, and the Vermilion Bird Martial Arts Arena was packed to the rafters.
Qin Ming, Xiang Yiwu, and Xiao Wu entered the venue, having pre-booked seats, and Bai ng was with them, having been getting closer to Qin Ming recently.
Jiang Ran and Li Qingyue appeared just in the row behind them, accompanied by a young girl in white, Luo Yao.
Luo Yao said, “The facade of Newborn Road is quite alright. I heard you’ve taken on a Disciple, an extraordinarily beautiful Fairy no less.”
Qin Ming smiled and looked over, saying, “Emperor Ran, has your sister been thinking about apprenticeship recently?”
Luo Yao imdiately widened her eyes, puffed her cheeks, and shook her head, saying, “I’d never apprentice myself to you, not even if it killed !”
“I never said I’d take you as my Disciple.” Qin Ming looked at her appearance, feeling the urge to flick her on the forehead.
“Your Disciple seems to be sowhat isolated by so people.” Jiang Ran laughed.
Li Qingyue said, “These are small matters. The Battle results are the most powerful words. The results will be out today.”
Across the Vermilion Bird Martial Arts Arena, a breathtaking woman in a red dress looked stunned, then widened her beautiful eyes to look toward the familiar figure ahead.
Qin Ming realized, oh no, that’s Tang Yushang, who had clearly recognized him.
Being in the sa Earth City, he knew they would et sooner or later, and he was ntally prepared.
Bai ng said, “My sister is looking this way; she seems quite surprised? It’s rare to see her show such an emotional fluctuation; usually, she’s always poised and graceful.”
He waved across at her while chatting and laughing with Qin Ming.
Upon seeing this, Tang Yushang nearly died of anger. What was that guy doing? Bai ng had been talking to her just yesterday about always trying to find the Great Leiyin Temple’s nesis, yet today he was sitting together, so enthusiastically smiling so happily.
“Sis, this is my newfound good brother, Qin Ming!” Bai ng said openly, not caring if she could hear him from the opposite side.
Tang Yushang, watching his lip movent, wanted to give a Show Fist to his head.
“Don’t you think he looks very much like the person from the Great Leiyin Temple?” Tang Yushang responded, gritting her teeth as she looked over.
Bai ng was perplexed, saying, “Sis, what are you saying? Brother Qin is so handso. Compared to that villain with the small nose and ears, it’s like heaven and earth.”
Is he crazy? Tang Yushang wanted to rush over and slap him twice to awaken him.
“Haha, sure, as long as you’re happy, please bring him to see later!” Finally, she just said that one sentence.
And across the way, Qin Ming nodded politely at her and smiled.
In an instant, Tang Yushang’s eyes beca dangerous. Was he provoking her?
Seeing Qin Ming irritated her; never in her life had anyone dared to treat her like that, kicking her heavily on her plump behind, which was incredibly frustrating for her to let go of.
“Brother Qin, my sister, soone so lofty and proud, wants to et you, your face must be pretty big.” Bai ng said excitedly in secret transmission.
“I thank your sister, eh!” Qin Ming responded.
“The battles are about to begin, so all spectators are advised not to move around freely.” An elder spoke up.
Instantly, the noisy martial arts arena gradually quieted down.
A girl in a green dress spoke, “Mo Hua, you’ve t a strong opponent in your opening battle, based on his usual performance, he should be ranked within the top three, be careful.”
Then she lightly laughed again, “Mo Hua, I heard your little teacher is called by so as the Emperor? Haha.”
Su Mohua smiled faintly, did not pay attention to her, and walked into the Martial Arts Arena.
Across from her was a young man with purple hair and a vertical mark in the center of his forehead, as if an eye was about to open, surrounded by a faint electric light.
Su Mohua knew this person, adept at Thunder Skill, having trained in the True Scripture of the Thunder Tao Domain, trendously vigorous, giving anyone who encountered him a headache.
Sure enough, right from the start, the purple-haired young man erupted with dense Thunder Light, as if the Duke of Thunder had descended, carrying a lot of lightning, striking towards Su Mohua.
At this mont, Su Mohua’s Consciousness Spirit Light surged, initially like a Golden Core, radiating light everywhere, then transford into a Pure Yang Flying Sword, swiftly sweeping across, booming, slicing through all that lightning.
“Such Pure Yang Consciousness Spirit Light is rare in the Second Realm!” soone exclaid.
With a puff, the purple-haired youth’s shoulder bled, he retreated rapidly, not expecting to be injured right from the start.
He said nothing, swiftly opened the vertical mark in the middle of his forehead, which indeed transford into an eye where purple lightning burst forth, burning and distorting the Void, crackling, and shooting out rapidly.
With a swish, Su Mohua slashed out with her Pure Yang Sword Body!
Boom! Boom!
In this domain, deafening collision sounds continually erupted.
Many people found it hard to believe that a battle in the Second Realm could exhibit such a performance.
In the end, the purple-haired young man staggered back, the vertical mark in his forehead closed, the eye there bleeding, pierced by Pure Yang Sword Qi, his face pale, quite bitter, and said, “I lost.”
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