Mo Huai had stood outside Guanghua Tower for a long time, but he didn't see anything unusual in the west side of the academy, so he had to return to the dormitory built for the teachers. But as soon as he lay down on the bed, Mo Huai felt uneasy. Thinking of the feeling of being spied on just now, the ominous premonition in his heart grew stronger and stronger. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and directly pushed open the door and walked toward Guanghua Tower.
As soon as he reached Guanghua Tower, Mo Huai saw the iron lock on the ground at the door. He couldn't help but be shocked and quickly walked in. Following the rustling of documents, Mo Huai came to Li Gang's office. Facing the faint moonlight outside the window, he saw the black-robed man lying next to the document cabinet, crazily "sweeping" through the top-secret documents of the academy!
Mo Huai was shocked and angry. Without hesitation, he stood up and attacked the black-robed man!
As a martial arts master at the peak of the Grandmaster Stage, Mo Huai was not arrogant enough to think that he was invincible, but he also didn't think that there were many people in the world who could hurt him. Even if there were, they could be counted on one hand!
But unfortunately, today he met someone who could hurt him. Moreover, it was someone who could hurt him so casually!
Mo Huai really couldn't think of anyone other than a Grandmaster who could have this kind of extraordinary strength!
But how rare was a Grandmaster in the world? In the past hundred years, there had only been three. The publicly recognized number one person in the world, Spiritual Master Ling Xu, who was also Li Zexuan's master. The other was Abbot Xuan Kong of the Shaolin Temple, who did not care about worldly affairs. The last one was the mysterious Tujue State Preceptor, Wu Jie!
Thinking of this, Mo Huai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the black-robed man, and asked word by word, "You are Wu Jie?"
With the death of Spiritual Master Ling Xu last year, there were only two Grandmasters in the world, and Abbot Xuan Kong of the Shaolin Temple would definitely not be interested in the technical information of Yanhuang College. The only explanation was that the man in front of him was the State Preceptor Wu Jie!
"Ho ho! Good eyesight! But even if you know, what can you do? You will die tonight! Everyone below the Grandmaster level is an ant! "
The black robed man looked at Mo Huai with a ridiculing expression as he spoke indifferently.
However, there was a burning killing intent hidden in his indifferent tone!
"You really are the Tujue State Teacher! What audacity! This is the Great Tang, not a place for a Turk like you to behave atrociously! "
When Mo Huai heard this, his eyes widened in shock.
Who could have imagined that the State Teacher, second only to the Turks and above all, would sneak into the Great Tang alone, and even come so close to the capital? In the eyes of ordinary people, what else could this be but seeking death?
"Hmph! Even so, so what? Other than you, no one else on Cloud Mountain has the ability to resist me! As long as this old man is willing, there won't be anyone left alive on Cloud Mountain tonight! "
Wu Jie waved his hand and said casually.
Although these words were very inhumane, Mo Huai had to admit that Wu Jie was telling the truth. Although Yanhuang College had guards, those guards were only at the Qi Transformation Stage and were completely useless in front of a Martial Grandmaster. They didn't even have the ability to block a Martial Grandmaster for a moment!
Thus, if Wu Jie really wanted to go on a killing spree in Yanhuang College, no one would be able to stop him!
But even so, what could they do?
Although Mo Huai was a Patriarch of the Mo Clan, he had spent nearly a year at Yanhuang College and had long since become a part of the Academy. When the students saw him, they would respectfully call him Mr. Mo. He enjoyed this kind of life. He liked the children of the Academy, and tonight, he would fight for them!
Even if he died, he would not regret it!
"As long as this Mo still has a breath left, I will not allow you to harm a single student of the Academy! Moreover, there are several thousand elites arranged by His Majesty at the base of Cloud Mountain. As long as this Mo can hold out until reinforcements arrive, you, the State Teacher of the Turks, can only be buried in the Central Plains! "
Mo Huai straightened his body, his posture once more as tall and straight as a pine tree. He looked fearlessly at Wu Jie, his face resolute.
These words were not made up to disturb Wu Jie's mental state. Li Er really had arranged for more than two thousand Imperial Army soldiers at the base of Cloud Mountain! Not only were there soldiers at Cloud Mountain, but also at the Curious Pavilion! Their purpose was to protect the newest technology developed by the Academy!
As long as they fought, they would alarm the sleeping teachers and students of the Academy, and someone would definitely come down the mountain to report. Mo Huai only needed to delay Wu Jie for a short period of time!
This was very difficult, because the gap between Peak Grandmaster and Martial Grandmaster was simply too great. This was a chasm that almost all cultivators could not cross. If one could cross it, they would be above others, but if they couldn't, they would be nothing more than ants in the eyes of those above them!
But no matter how difficult it was, Mo Huai had no choice but to stand. Behind him were more than six hundred students, the future of the Academy, and even the future of the Great Tang! For the sake of the words' Mr. Mo 'that the children often called out, Mo Huai had no choice but to put his life on the line!
"Hmph! Do you think you can hold out until reinforcements arrive? "
Wu Jie coldly snorted, and then he disappeared from where he stood. A moment later, he was right in front of Mo Huai!
Peng peng peng!
Wu Jie's palms flashed, and in the dim moonlight, one could only see a series of afterimages in the air! In the blink of an eye, Wu Jie's palms fiercely slammed towards Mo Huai's chest!
Mo Huai's nerves tensed, and his hair stood on end. He didn't dare to be careless, because in the exchange just now, he had already experienced the strength of his opponent. This was a master who was not only fast, but also powerful. He didn't dare, nor did he have the qualifications, to use his own body to meet force with force!
At this critical moment, Mo Huai channeled all the inner energy in his body into his legs. The Mo Family's Lightness Godly Steps was fully utilized by Mo Huai as he retreated rapidly. After exiting Li Gang's office, he kicked the door frame and used the rebounding force to head towards the other direction of the corridor, which was the direction of Guang Hua Building's main entrance!
He wanted to pull the battlefield to an open area so that he could use more space and delay Wu Jie for a while! In addition, only by fighting outside could they cause a big commotion and wake up the sleeping students and teachers so that they could go down the mountain to call for reinforcements!
Although Wu Jie knew what Mo Huai was planning, he didn't care because he didn't think Mo Huai could withstand his next move!
When the two arrived outside Guang Hua Hall, Mo Huai took the opportunity to draw the weapon at his waist, the Mo Family Great Son's Black Snow Sword!
"Ha ha! Good sword! This Master will be accepting this sword! "
Seeing the ink-black sword in Mo Huai's hand, Wu Jie's eyes couldn't help lighting up. Letting out a hoarse laugh, he also pulled out a weapon from behind his back!
Only then did Mo Huai notice that Wu Jie had always been carrying a weapon on his back. It was a Lang Ya List as thick as an arm and covered in sharp iron spikes. Under the moonlight, the tips of these spikes reflected a cold light, causing one's hair to stand on end!
Pulling out his mace, Wu Jie didn't hesitate, taking two steps forward and leaping into the air, he raised his mace with both hands and smashed it down towards Mo Huai's head! He wanted to smash Mo Huai's head with his mace!
Simple and violent!
Compared to the dazzling sword skills, blade skills, and palm skills of the Central Plains cultivators, Wu Jie's moves were very simple and direct, but even so, almost no one could resist his moves. It was precisely because of their simplicity that they were pure!
Pure moves coupled with pure strength, this combination was even more difficult to resist!
"Black Snow Sword Cry, Only the Heart Moves, Harmony Under the Heavens! Mo Family Sword Style, Love Not Offense! "
Facing Wu Jie's extremely pure and powerful move, Mo Huai didn't choose to dodge because he knew he couldn't!
So, Mo Huai directly used the Mo Family Sword Style's most famous Sword Style, Love Not Offense. This was the Mo Family's strongest defensive Sword Style, and at the same time, it was also the core ideology of Mo Zi. As soon as this Sword Style was used, the air seemed to stagnate and the mace in Wu Jie's hand seemed to slow down a bit!
Wu Jie's brow furrowed slightly, but he still swung his mace towards Mo Huai. Although he felt that Mo Huai's Sword Style was a bit strange, he didn't take it to heart because he believed in his own strength!
Reality proved that he had the qualifications to be so confident!
Just as Mo Huai completed his sword move, the mace smashed heavily onto Ink Snow Sword. The Qi and blood in Mo Huai's chest suddenly stagnated, and he quickly retreated. Then, he felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out another mouthful of blood!
"Not enough! It's still not enough! "
Mo Huai anxiously shouted in his heart.
Thinking back to when the Dragon Bearded Guest had come to Yun Shan to cause trouble, Mo Huai had only used this Love Impartiality Sword Skill to block the Dragon Bearded Guest's storm-like attacks, but now that he had displayed this Sword Skill with all his strength, it seemed so fragile in front of Wu Jie, causing Mo Huai's heart to sink!
Mo Huai's heart ached when he saw the small dents on the Inky Snow Sword caused by Wu Jie's mace. This Inky Snow Sword was Mo Zi's personal sword in the past, and it had been passed down for nearly a thousand years. In the world's famous sword manual, the Inky Snow Sword could be considered one of the top ten swords! A thousand years of wind and frost hadn't left a single mark on this sword, but today, it had been damaged by a Turk. Mo Huai's heart was both pained and sad. He felt that he had let down the Mo Family's Divine Ancestor!
But he did not regret it! Today, in order to protect the Academy's secrets, in order to protect the Academy's future, he had to stand up!
Judging from the current situation, he had to fight with all his might. Otherwise, he would die before the reinforcements could reach the mountain!
"Hmph! Eat this Teacher's staff again! "
Wu Jie hadn't expected that Mo Huai would be able to block his move, and he couldn't help but feel angry. Before Mo Huai could react, he soared into the air and swung his mace at Mo Huai's head again!
Once again, he used the same move. At his level of martial arts, the moves were no longer important. Whatever moves were convenient to use, whatever moves were the most useful, he would just use them. There was no need to think too much about it! Simple and straightforward!
There were some moves that could be used all the time!
But if Li Zexuan had been present when he said "eat this Teacher's staff again", even though the situation was critical, he would have laughed. He even wanted to ask Wu Jie, "Are you a clown sent by the monkeys?"
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