The Blessed One was going to fight the King of Kaosan!
The rules were simple. True Essence, Domains, ntal Realms, Grotto Heavens, Martial Techniques—all external factors were forbidden. Both sides would suppress their power to the Purity Realm and compete purely on the basis of their fighting forms.
That being said, in terms of combat awareness, battle experience, and reaction speed, the King of Kaosan was far, far superior to Mo Qi.
Everyone, including Li Shimu, thought Mo Qi had no chance.
The only reason they didn’t stop this farce was because their objective was the sa as the King of Kaosan’s.
They wanted to use this opportunity to knock Mo Qi down a peg.
After all, in their eyes, soone who could ring the Dragon Vein Imperial Bell was bound to be arrogant and look down on others.
This would be detrintal to his future developnt. His attitude had to be corrected as soon as possible.
The room was spacious. Despite the many onlookers, there was more than enough room for Mo Qi and the King of Kaosan to move freely.
"You should make the first move. Otherwise, you won’t get a chance," the King of Kaosan said, his hands clasped behind his back, his tone brimming with confidence.
"Alright."
Mo Qi nodded and began to stretch his limbs, seemingly warming up for battle. In reality, he was waiting—waiting for a very important mont.
At the sa ti, in the Dragon Vein Core, Mo Qi’s main body was facing off against the mysterious expert.
"Co on. Let see this so-called combat awareness and these techniques you claim are identical to the King of Kaosan’s. Don’t disappoint ," the mysterious expert said, looking at Mo Qi.
"You first. After all, I want to make you admit complete defeat!" Mo Qi said, crooking a finger at him.
" first?" The mysterious expert was taken aback. "If I go first, I’m afraid you won’t even get a chance to make a move."
Mo Qi rolled his eyes. ’Why does he sound exactly like the King of Kaosan?’
’If you both want to go first, how am I supposed to execute my plan?’
Mo Qi’s plan was incredibly audacious—it could even be described as thrilling.
He would use the telepathic link between his External Incarnation and his main body. One would fight the King of Kaosan while the other fought the mysterious expert, with both battles happening simultaneously.
Then, during the fights, he would copy his opponents’ techniques and transmit them to his other self.
Simply put, as the External Incarnation fought the King of Kaosan, it would simultaneously copy the King’s techniques and relay them to the main body, who would then use them against the mysterious expert.
In turn, the main body would transmit the mysterious expert’s counter-moves to the External Incarnation, who would use them to respond to the King of Kaosan.
This would effectively turn the situation into a long-distance battle between the King of Kaosan and the mysterious expert.
Mo Qi’s main body and his External Incarnation were essentially playing the role of speaking tubes—oh no, Summoning Tubes.
But now, both the King of Kaosan and the mysterious expert were telling Mo Qi to attack first. How was he supposed to copy their techniques?
’How am I supposed to pull this off?’
Neither his main body nor his External Incarnation could afford to attack first using their own fighting style. He knew that in the eyes of masters like the King of Kaosan and the mysterious expert, his own moves would be riddled with openings.
Therefore, he had to make one of them strike first.
Mo Qi chose the mysterious expert.
"Hey, you’re so hesitant even when fighting . No wonder you lost to the King of Kaosan—and lost so miserably," Mo Qi said, deliberately provoking him.
A cold glint flashed in the mysterious expert’s eyes. "Hmph. We’ll see if your moves are as sharp as your tongue!"
The mont he finished speaking, the mysterious expert closed the distance. He swung his left arm horizontally toward Mo Qi’s eyes, his five fingers splayed open.
At the sa ti, his right hand ford a blade, thrusting toward Mo Qi’s Dantian.
Mo Qi instantly transmitted this technique to his External Incarnation.
In the Imperial Academy, the External Incarnation, which had been stretching its ankles a second before, suddenly exploded into motion. It perfectly mimicked the mysterious expert’s technique and attacked the King of Kaosan.
As the saying goes, an expert’s skill is revealed in a single move.
This technique was a fusion of Iron Lock Cross River and Flying Crane Picking Peaches, one of the ruthless moves the mysterious expert had developed during his thousand-year confinent Within the Pass.
"Not bad, kid. You’ve got so skills!" The King of Kaosan shed his disdainful attitude and beca fully focused.
He lifted a bent knee to protect his Dantian, simultaneously leaning back to dodge the attack aid at his eyes.
He slamd both hands on the ground and spun his entire body around, his legs a blur as they shot out to clamp around the External Incarnation’s neck.
The instant the King of Kaosan counterattacked, back in the Dragon Vein Core, Mo Qi’s main body synchronized and perford the exact sa maneuver.
Just as his legs were about to clamp around the mysterious expert’s neck, the expert, instead of retreating, advanced, ramming his head straight toward Mo Qi’s crotch.
In the Imperial Academy, the External Incarnation also ramd its head toward the King of Kaosan’s crotch.
Faced with such a desperate, life-or-death move, the King of Kaosan’s expression changed. He aborted his attack at the last second, tapping the tip of his foot on the External Incarnation’s chest instead.
BAM!
The External Incarnation took a step back.
In the Dragon Vein Core, facing the sa counter, the mysterious expert was also tapped and forced back.
At both battle sites, the different groups of onlookers all gasped in shock.
Wu the Old Ghost, the Old Tomb Digger, and Hu the Eighth were all stunned.
"Am I seeing things? That kid, Mo, actually got the upper hand!" the Old Tomb Digger said, twisting his withered head and smacking his lips.
Mo Qi looked at the mysterious expert and smiled. "How was that?"
The mysterious expert’s face was grim. Although it couldn’t be said that a victor had been decided, the fact was that he had been forced back by Mo Qi’s kick.
"Hmph! Just a lucky break. Again!"
In the Imperial Academy, Li Shimu and his group were astounded by the External Incarnation’s performance.
Even though it had been at a slight disadvantage, they had to rember—its opponent was the King of Kaosan!
In terms of Cultivation, the King of Kaosan might not be the strongest in the Empire. But when it ca to pure combat, if he was number two, no one would dare claim to be number one.
In his youth, the King of Kaosan even had a nickna: the "Martial Lunatic"!
Though the previous exchange was brief, everyone present was an expert who knew what they were seeing.
They could all see the imnse danger in that exchange. They asked themselves if they could have handled it so perfectly, whether they were in the King of Kaosan’s shoes or Mo Qi’s, and the answer was no.
"Excellent, excellent! I apologize for my earlier words. You are very strong, worthy of my respect. Co, let us fight again!"
The King of Kaosan’s fighting spirit surged. Mo Qi had made him feel a passion he hadn’t experienced in years—the hot-blooded fervor of youth when one’s will to fight boiled over!
"Let’s fight!"
The battle began anew.
Mo Qi continued his two-pronged strategy of copying and synchronizing techniques.
The process wasn’t difficult for him. As ti went on, the copying beca more and more effortless, and his expression grew increasingly relaxed.
This, however, put the King of Kaosan and the mysterious expert in a tough spot.
They had no idea that their true opponent was not actually Mo Qi.
Mo Qi’s relaxed deanor put imnse pressure on them.
Consequently, both of them used every trick in the book, unleashing one trump-card technique after another.
The two sides went back and forth, trading blows and countering techniques, locked in an inextricable stalemate.
"He is truly the Blessed One from the prophecy. Unexpected and yet a pleasant surprise. To be able to fight the King of Kaosan to a standstill at such a young age... once his Cultivation catches up, won’t he be invincible?" Li Shimu mused, imagining the future.
The Mountain and Sea Empire’s developnt had long since hit a bottleneck. The prophecy stated that the Blessed One would lead the Mountain and Sea Empire to a new era of prosperity. ’I truly look forward to it!’
The other magnates of the Royal Family also began to discuss excitedly, their eyes on Mo Qi as if they were looking at a priceless treasure.
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