Lin Mo and Teng Yi stood in opposition, both their eyes as calm as water. After a mont, Teng Yi suddenly dropped to one knee, blood of a glaring red oozing from the corner of his mouth.
"You've lost…" Lin Mo gazed at him coolly and said.
At the critical mont, Lin Mo unleashed the Beast Transformation Map to its fullest, even applying his understanding of 'Moon Worship' to his fist, combined with the True Essence Cold Qi, unleashing his strongest punch to withstand the 'Seventy-two Split Sky Palm.'
This hand technique required a seamless flow and possessed an unstoppable montum. Once blocked by the enemy, the Martial Artist using the technique would suffer backlash from the power.
"You're quite formidable…" Teng Yi, hair disheveled, did not raise his head, his voice dark and somber, then he slowly lifted his head, his black eyes exuding a faint bloody hue, "Originally this move was reserved for Duanmu, but it seems I have to use it early!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Mo slightly furrowed his brows, a hint of confusion on his face, not understanding the aning behind Teng Yi's words.
Swish!
Suddenly, Teng Yi, supporting himself with his palm on his knee, slowly stood up, visibly enveloped by a bizarre power, his muscles beginning to swell, tearing his clothes, revealing muscles that shimred with a cold tallic sheen, marked by faint black patterns.
"Beast Transformation Map?"
Seeing this, Lin Mo was first startled, then realized that the patterns didn't resemble those of the Beast Transformation Map because they were even more peculiar, emitting a heartbeat-skipping fluctuation and dark aura.
"This might be another kind of Secret Technique that greatly enhances physical strength," Lin Mo thought to himself.
Incredibly, Teng Yi's body visibly continued to grow, ultimately reaching about four to five ters high, his exposed skin covered entirely by strange black patterns, each piece of flesh as hard as fine iron, with a cold luster.
The disciples watching were wide-eyed, incredulously staring at Teng Yi, unsure what secret technique he had used to turn his body into sothing monstrous.
On the viewing platform.
Feng Rupei's face slightly twitched at the sight, and then his eyes nearly bulged out, his hands clenched tightly into fists.
"Demon Clan Secret Technique?" Su Yuanfan furrowed his brows, eyes on Feng Rupei, "Master Feng, how did Teng Yi co to use a Demon Clan Secret Technique?"
"I, I don't know where he got the Demon Clan Secret Technique from... Sect Leader." Feng Rupei's eye slightly twitched, then his gaze fell on the Seventh Elder seated centrally on the viewing platform, a hint of unease flashing across his face.
"Focus on the match first, we'll investigate the matter of Teng Yi using the Demon Clan Secret Technique later," the Seventh Elder said calmly, his expression unperturbed.
Hearing this, Feng Rupei and Su Yuanfan, who were about to speak, fell silent, their eyes flickering with unusual glimrs.
On the arena, Lin Mo could feel Teng Yi's True Yuan aura surging like floodwaters, growing stronger, the aura becoming extrely violent and fierce, his eyes laced with threads of blood that ford into a sheet, making his pupils appear blood-red, filled with bloodlust.
"Ancient Giant Ape!"
Teng Yi opened his mouth, letting out a low bellow akin to a beast, then behind him appeared a hazy shadow, a towering ancient giant ape, dozens of feet tall, waving thick arms, roared towards the sky.
"Martial Arts Laws…"
Lin Mo slightly furrowed his sword-like eyebrows, noticing the ancient giant ape behind Teng Yi, his expression turning sowhat solemn; once one steps into the Spirit Martial Realm in martial arts, they can manifest their cultivated Martial Arts Laws to enhance their power.
Boom!
Transford into a giant ape, Teng Yi's eyes turned blood-red, a bloodthirsty gleam, stared at Lin Mo standing in the center of the arena, let out a roar, swung his two sturdy arms, fiercely pounding toward Lin Mo.
Though seemingly stout, the arm's speed was as swift as lightning, producing several black afterimages, accompanied by strong gusts of wind.
Facing the 'mutated' Teng Yi, Lin Mo could sense that the other party's rationality had beco extrely blurred, now like a beast of slaughter.
"Qingshan Seal!"
Lin Mo's arms ford a circle, dense True Yuan converged in his embrace, faintly emitting a greenish treasure light, as if holding a mountain, then hurling it fiercely, colliding with the two shadowy arms.
At the mont of collision, the seemingly solid Qingshan Seal shattered like tofu, only slowing the arms' descent by less than a tenth of a second.
As he threw the Qingshan Seal, Lin Mo's figure swiftly soared into the sky, then felt a sharp force scraping across him, Teng Yi's arms pounding onto the arena, further shattering the already ruined platform into pieces, debris flying violently.
Bam bam bam!
After the descent of those hamr-like arms, the sound of sonic booms echoed out, this was because the speed of arm swinging exceeded the speed of sound, so the sound was only heard after the arms had struck.
Staring at the giant pit caused by Teng Yi's arms, Lin Mo's eye slightly twitched; had he been hit by those arms earlier, even using the Third Layer of the Beast Transformation Map, turning his body into sothing akin to a high-level Galaxy Level Magical Treasure, he'd suffer severe injury.
Certainly, such destructive power left many speechless and horrified.
In the air, Lin Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, a sharp sheen flashing as he realized Teng Yi's secret technique turned his body into sothing akin to an early-stage Star Lake Level Magical Treasure, fiercer than Lin Mo's Beast Transformation Map, but also exposing its weaknesses.
This secret technique seed to control one's mind, turning a person into a slaughtering beast, whereas Lin Mo's cultivated Beast Transformation Map had no such side effects.
"Alright, let's have a good fight today!"
Lin Mo clenched his fist, the hot blood and True Yuan within him surged simultaneously, transforming into a streak of flowing light shooting toward Teng Yi.
Witnessing this, many let out cries of surprise; facing the now rampant Teng Yi, Lin Mo didn't evade but chose to face him head-on.
Roar!
The blood-red gradually filled Teng Yi's eyes, turning extrely violent; seeing Lin Mo flying toward him, he suddenly threw a punch, his massive fist like a giant hamr, shattering the air, bringing forth a sharp gust.
Bam!
Their fists collided, as expected, Lin Mo's body shot backward, while Teng Yi's body also shuddered slightly.
"Again!"
Lin Mo dashed forward once more, his eyes filled with unwavering resolve.
The two clashed dozens of tis in an instant, each shock made Lin Mo's body numb, his bones seed about to crack.
This brutal style of confrontation was more akin to two Magical Treasures colliding.
Of course, even after Teng Yi used his secret technique, Lin Mo still matched him with just his physique, astonishing many and causing them to speculate that Lin Mo must have used so cultivation technique to enhance his body's strength.
"It's ti to end this!" Lin Mo's eyes shot forth with a brilliant gleam as he charged toward Teng Yi once more.
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