A powerful domain surged towards Mo Wuji's whirlpool domain. Unfortunately, Mo Wuji's whirlpool domain was too strong. Even though Mo Wuji was fighting a Nascent God Level 9 cultivator, his domain was like a stream of water rushing against a steel wall. Mo Wuji's whirlpool domain couldn't even move a single inch.
At this moment, Mo Wuji only needed a casual slap to send this Nascent God Level 9 cultivator off the stage.
Mo Wuji sighed. If he really used such a method to easily defeat a Nascent God Level 9 cultivator, then he would be in the limelight again.
As he thought of this, Mo Wuji could only helplessly loosen his whirlpool domain.
This Nascent God Level 9 cultivator originally didn't place Mo Wuji in his eyes. However, when he discovered that his domain was like an egg smashing against a rock, his heart was filled with shock. At this moment, if his opponent's domain surged towards him with another attack, then his little life would be in danger.
Even though he knew that he couldn't make it in time, this Nascent God Level 9 cultivator still hurriedly took out his magic treasure, a three-edged spear.
Just as this Nascent God Level 9 cultivator was about to go all out, he suddenly discovered that his originally weak domain had actually broken through his opponent's whirlpool domain. His entire body relaxed.
This Nascent God Level 9 cultivator was overjoyed as his three blades shot towards Mo Wuji. This was his strongest sacred art, Spatial Blade Forest.
Mo Wuji seemed to be in a sorry state as he dodged his Spatial Blade Forest. Thereafter, he punched out.
All the cultivators below the stage could clearly see that Mo Wuji's punch was like a sun tearing through space. It directly broke through this Nascent God Level 9 cultivator's domain and landed on his body.
This Nascent God Level 9 cultivator was directly sent flying. He coughed out a mouthful of blood in mid-air and fell off the stage.
Mo Wuji used his sacred art, Domain Crushing Fist. Because his spiritual roots were fire-type and his cultivation level wasn't even in the late Nascent God Stage, he had to use his most prized sacred art to send this Nascent God Level 9 cultivator flying off the stage.
A fire-type cultivator's most prized sacred art would naturally be a fire-type sacred art.
After Mo Wuji sent his opponent flying towards the Battle Stage, he still felt a little sullen. This sort of battle was simply too unpleasant. Not only did he have to suppress his domain, even his Domain Crushing Fist had to look ferocious. In reality, he had to conceal a large portion of its power.
After this punch, he didn't even need to take a deep breath. He had no choice but to take out a pill and put it into his mouth.
Even though Mo Wuji had concealed half of the power of his Domain Crushing Fist, he still managed to shock the audience.
"What a powerful fire-type divine ability. This person's cultivation is not high, but he is very strong. That Fire Divine Art of his fist even brought out the full potential of the Fire Spirit Root. "Someone couldn't help but exclaim in shock.
"If I had such a sacred art, I would even dare to fight a Nascent God Level 5 expert."
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No matter how others discussed about Mo Wuji's sacred art, a short man had already landed on the Battle Stage, standing in front of Mo Wuji.
This was a cultivator at the peak of Nascent God Level 8. The moment he appeared, he slashed towards Mo Wuji.
Naturally, Mo Wuji continued to dodge. This Nascent God's blade was like a splash of water, enveloping the entire Battle Stage. Below the Battle Stage, one could only see blade radiance crisscrossing the stage. Meanwhile, Mo Wuji was swaying left and right within this blade radiance.
After dodging for half an incense's time, the audience finally saw Mo Wuji grab the opportunity to send out another punch. It was the same fiery fist, the same posture.
This short cultivator was also sent flying by Mo Wuji. He coughed out a mouthful of blood in mid-air and fell off the Battle Stage. Thereafter, Mo Wuji swallowed a pill.
He seemed to have sensed that Mo Wuji's attacks were all reliant on pills. After this short cultivator was sent flying by Mo Wuji, multiple cultivators flew onto the Battle Stage at the same time. Finally, a female cultivator took the lead.
Following which, it was still Mo Wuji dodging and the female cultivator attacking. Thereafter, Mo Wuji found an opportunity, sent out a fist covered in flames, and swallowed a pill.
The same fist, the same flames, and the same person was sent flying.
Four hours later, everyone on Mo Wuji's stage finally understood what kind of trash Mo Wuji was. A Nascent God Level 6 cultivator with fire-type spiritual roots. His spiritual roots were not bad. At the very least, everyone could feel his fire-type spirituality.
This cultivator only had three moves. The first move was to use his nimble spatial teleportation to dodge the challenger's attack. Then, he would find an opportunity to send out a Flame Fist Sacred Art. Finally, he would swallow a pill to recover.
The key was that the Flame Fist Sacred Art. None of the cultivators on stage were able to dodge it.
However, there was still an endless stream of cultivators charging onto Mo Wuji's Battle Stage. At least up till now, no one had been killed on Mo Wuji's Battle Stage.
This was very rare. It was simply a miracle that no one had been killed on a Battle Stage after more than ten consecutive battles. However, everyone thought that this was very normal. This was because Mo Wuji's attacks were too simple and his cultivation was too weak.
A Nascent God Level 6 cultivator completely relied on his movement technique to dodge all attacks. Finally, he found an opportunity to send out a Sacred Art. It was obviously impossible for it to have much lethality.
Before a day had passed, Mo Wuji had already won 28 matches. On the display screen, the last person on the list was 29 points. Mo Wuji estimated that he only needed to win one or two more matches before his name would appear on the display screen.
"This person shouldn't be able to hold on. His Flame Fist Sacred Art is getting weaker and weaker. Moreover, it's getting harder and harder to find an opportunity to send out a punch. "
"The main reason is that this person has eaten too many elemental energy recovery pills. No matter how good the pills are, they would still contain pill toxins. If they are not refined in time, they would clog up his spirit channels and affect his elemental energy and spiritual will. This would also have a huge impact on his cultivation in the future. "
"What if he doesn't eat pills? Could it be that you want a Nascent God Level 6 cultivator who only knows a single sacred art to have other ways to win? "
"I feel that this Battle Stage shouldn't even be using pills. It's equivalent to cheating."
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The discussions below the stage did not affect Mo Wuji at all. At this moment, Mo Wuji had already won his 29th match. Even though his name hadn't appeared, Mo Wuji knew that if he won the next match, his name would definitely appear on the display screen.
If possible, Mo Wuji really didn't want to eat these pills that were purely made from peak grade Green Dew Rice. From his point of view, peak grade Green Dew Rice had to be cooked for it to taste good. Eating it like this was a waste. However, if he didn't eat it, how could he, a Nascent God Level 6 cultivator, win consecutively?
"This person should be an arrow at the end of its flight. I'll go and finish him off." A fierce-looking man grunted coldly and stepped onto the Battle Stage.
The moment he stepped up, his powerful domain locked onto Mo Wuji. The power of the Great Circle of the Nascent God Stage, which was almost at the level of a half-step Heavenly God, was clearly displayed.
In his domain, Mo Wuji immediately became sluggish and his movements also seemed to become difficult.
"Kid, you dare to disrupt the matters of my Rogue Cultivator Alliance. Go and die …" This fierce-looking man shouted harshly. A door like sawtooth magic treasure trembled as it sawed towards Mo Wuji, who was locked by the domain.
Mo Wuji wanted to 'struggle' to get out of the way. However, this fierce-looking man's domain seemed to be too strong as it directly trapped all of Mo Wuji's movements.
Mo Wuji revealed a look of panic as he asked, "I'm fighting here according to the rules. How did I disrupt the matters of the Rogue Cultivator Alliance? Moreover, I'm also a rogue cultivator. "
The fierce-looking man lowered his voice and said, "Kid, I'll let you die knowing. The placings on the Battle Stage have already been decided by my Rogue Cultivator Alliance. A mere rogue cultivator ant like you actually dares to covet these placings. Go and die … "
The other party was a rogue cultivator. What right did he have to call a rogue cultivator ant? In an instant, Mo Wuji came to an understanding. Many of the battles on the Battle Stage should be fake. The Rogue Cultivator Alliance had arranged for some seeded participants to grind points here. The moment a cultivator that was decided to give up points went up, he would be defeated in a few moves. If an ignorant person like him went up, he would be killed very quickly.
No wonder why out of the 80 placings, the highest score was over 100 and the lowest score was 29. Even the strongest Nascent God cultivator would find it hard to win 100 matches consecutively, right? Mo Wuji didn't believe that all Nascent God cultivators were like him, cultivating meridians instead of spirit channels. He had 108 meridians, three elemental storage channels and a huge violet lake in his sea of consciousness.
From the looks of it, these placings were obtained by the Rogue Cultivator Alliance. In the end, the people who participated in Nirvana Learning Academy's assessment were still disciples from big sects or clans that represented the Rogue Cultivator Alliance.
Rogue cultivators were still rogue cultivators. Just like what this fierce-looking fella said, they were ants.
This was a blatant under-the-table deal.
Mo Wuji sighed in his heart. Whether it was the Pill, Equipment, Talisman Honour Tower or this Battle Stage, there was no true fairness and justice.
Previously, he thought that it wasn't easy for everyone to cultivate to this day. His thought of not killing as many people as possible was a joke.
Since that was the case, then he would kill. If they wanted Mo Wuji's life, then they would have to exchange it with their lives. Previously, he didn't want others to notice him. But now, he couldn't care less. Being afraid of the wolf in front and the tiger behind was not his nature.
The long saw had already landed on Mo Wuji's head. Mo Wuji, who was originally locked in place, suddenly activated some secret technique. His body suddenly shifted slightly and he punched out.
"Bang!" The fierce-looking man who attacked Mo Wuji was sent flying by Mo Wuji's fist.
Everyone was shocked at Mo Wuji. They felt that it was simply unbelievable that Mo Wuji could dodge that saw. However, no one was worried for that fierce-looking man. This was because everyone knew that Mo Wuji's punch lacked killing intent and killing intent. Even if he was hit, he would at most spit out a mouthful of blood and suffer some light injuries.
However, at the next instant, everyone was dumbfounded. Just as that fierce-looking man was sent flying out of the lightning stage, his entire body exploded into a mist of blood. Just as his primordial spirit emerged, it was swept away by a ball of fire and disappeared without a trace.
This was a true destruction of one's soul.
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