Teng Yi looked at the rapidly approaching enemy, his sturdy arms surrounded by dense Black Fog, like snakes coiled around his arms, his body emitted a strange sound, resembling a thunderous symphony, clearly he was putting forth his full strength.
The intensely fluctuating True Yuan instantly shattered the platform beneath his feet again, accompanied by a low roar, his crimson eyes emitted cold blood-light, his right arm covered in fierce powerful energy, like a dominating spear, stabbed forward once again, echoes of explosions rang along the way.
"Demon Cold Fla!"
A blue Fire Snake suddenly shot out from Lin Mo's arm, winding around the entire arm, covering the surface of the fist, forming an extrely eerie blue fla, which was precisely the power of Soul Fire.
Lin Mo, who was swooping forward, had steadfast determination in his eyes, smashing down towards Teng Yi below, while the latter also opened his mouth, unleashing formidable True Yuan, his right arm like a spear, striking out.
At the mont their fists made contact, the world seed to fall into silence.
Swish!
On the viewing platform, the Seventh Elder lightly waved his hand, a golden Flowing Light flew to the sky, instantly scattering down like a teor, forming a golden Light Curtain, encompassing Lin Mo and Teng Yi within a radius of several kiloters.
After a mont of silence, a deafening explosive sound rang out, a circle of powerful Qi Force visibly rippled out, striking the golden Light Curtain, causing layered ripples.
Lin Mo felt a sweetness in his throat, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood, a surge of ferocious power invaded his body, threatening to shatter his bones, anwhile, the blue fla snake covering his fist seeped quickly into Teng Yi's fist, and then into the opponent's Divine Sea.
Teng Yi's eyes showed a montary daze, and afterwards, Lin Mo's body flew out, forcibly suppressing and controlling the chaotic True Yuan, Lin Li in mid-air, looking calmly at Teng Yi.
The tall body of Teng Yi, visibly to the naked eye, reverted to its original size, and the blood in his eyes receded like a retreating tide, once again restoring clarity.
"I've lost!"
Teng Yi, returning to his original state, flashed a hint of pain in his eyes, his aura beca extrely weak, and he kneeled on the ground with a thud.
Teng Yi's mind recalled that rainy night twenty years ago, when a strong person destroyed his family, and he escaped disaster by hiding in the family's secret chamber, later joining the Mystic Realm Sect, where he cultivated harder than anyone, all for the day he could avenge his family.
It was precisely because of this that he won Feng Rupei's recognition and cultivation.
"But, I am unwilling... I cannot lose."
Teng Yi pressed his fists against the ground, his hair disheveled, biting his teeth hard, almost to the point of shattering them, feeling extrely unwilling in his heart.
At that mont, Teng Yi felt a breeze fall in front of him, and only then did he slowly raise his head, looking at Lin Mo standing before him, with a strange look in his eyes.
He never expected to lose to a newcor.
"You have your persistence, I have my dreams, a setback is temporary, it doesn't an forever." Lin Mo looked at Teng Yi, sensing the familiar aura on him, that kind of unstoppable drive born from pressure and dreams.
Hearing Lin Mo's words, Teng Yi's eyes gradually cald down, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, "Losing to you is not unjust, you are right, a temporary failure is nothing, soday I will beco stronger."
Their conversation was naturally unheard by others, but this intense battle indeed refreshed many people's perception of Lin Mo and Teng Yi's combat power, many even believed Lin Mo could defeat Duanmu Jinglin.
"This Teng Yi actually cultivated the Demon Clan Secret Technique." Among the crowd, a young man in white slightly furrowed his brow, his face showing so seriousness, "If I want to defeat Teng Yi, I'm afraid it would take a lot of effort, Lin Mo actually managed to win, it seems I underestimated his strength."
This young man in white was precisely Duanmu Jinglin, beside him Duanmu Bo swallowed hard, after all, Lin Mo's performance was indeed formidable, and in Dayan City, Lin Mo definitely didn't have such strength.
This was just under two months' ti, the speed at which the opponent's strength increased was terrifying.
Lord Tao, Chen Yan, Liu Qingyang and a group of cultivators from Yu Lan Star also revealed shocked expressions, though they felt a sense of shared pride in their hearts, as Lin Mo represented the dignity and honor of Yu Lan Star cultivators.
"This guy, truly a freak!" Lord Tao said calmly, shaking his head.
At that mont, two figures fell beside Teng Yi, it was Su Yuanfan and Feng Rupei.
"Master, I am sorry..." Seeing Feng Rupei, Teng Yi's expression slightly changed, lowering his head respectfully.
"Don't say anything, co back with first, as for the matter of you cultivating the Demon Clan Secret Technique, the Seventh Elder will personally question you." Feng Rupei's face also looked very unpleasant, then he grabbed Teng Yi and disappeared from the center of the platform.
Teng Yi was his disciple, and this ti during the platform match he actually used the Demon Clan Secret Technique, if the matter was serious, it might affect his position as Hall Master.
"This match, Lin Mo wins." Su Yuanfang said calmly, then his gaze fell on Lin Mo, showing a hint of admiration, "Congratulations, Lin Mo, your performance was remarkable, even the Seventh Elder praised you, maybe sothing good will co."
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