"Brother Zhichong, while the people of the Jiang Clan are dealing with Mo Wen, why don't we snatch the Dafang Insignia?"
In the Zhou Family's camp, a skinny youth walked to the side of another youth in blue and said while rolling his eyes. His eyes sneaked a glance at a black altar a few hundred meters away.
The altar was not far from them, only about 500 meters away. With their abilities, they could naturally reach it in the blink of an eye.
On the altar, there was a Dafang Insignia. That was the item that would decide the final leader of this trial. If he could seize the Dafang Medallion and bring it back to the sect, he would become the next sect master of the Dafang Sect.
"Don't even think about that Dafang Token."
Zhou Zhichong fiercely glared at his cousin and scolded in a low voice, "How many times have I told you that we are only here to put on a show for the Sect Leader Trials. Don't have any designs on the Sect Leader position. Don't tell me you didn't see that the other two clans didn't care about the Dafang Medallion at all?"
In fact, the Sect Leader Trial was just a formality for the other three families. Their family elders had already warned them not to touch the Sect Leader's Token during the trial, regardless of whether they had the ability or not.
This was because the next Sect Leader would definitely be someone from the Jiang Clan, and no one would dare to compete with the Jiang Clan.
"What are you afraid of? The Jiang Clan is too much of a bully. Aren't we a clan that has been passed down for hundreds of years in the Dafang Sect? Why are they always stepping on us? Moreover, isn't our Clan Leader also an absolute strong practitioner in the Embryonic Breathing realm? With the Clan Leader around, don't tell me we still have to be afraid of the Jiang Clan? "
The young man said indignantly. The people of the Jiang Clan were oppressing the other three clans in every way they could, but the Jiang Clan did not even let out a fart. It was a little too sullen.
"Shut up and listen to me. Don't cause trouble for the family."
Zhou Zhichong scolded his cousin with a cold face. The Jiang Family had long since abandoned morality and rules. They were stronger than others, so what right did they have to compete with the Jiang Family? Wasn't the Wang Clan a bloody example twenty years ago?
When the young man saw that Zhou Zhichong was angry, he looked to the side unnaturally and kept his mouth shut.
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"Little brat Mo Wen, I will kill you in three moves."
Jiang Mingxiao smiled coldly and took a step forward. A strong aura emanated from his body and surged towards Mo Wen. It was comparable to the intermediate stage of the Qi Nucleation realm and seemed to be just a little away from the later stage of the Qi Nucleation realm.
It was no wonder that he could become the leader of the Jiang Clan's younger generation. He was indeed extraordinary to have such cultivation at such a young age.
In fact, during this Sect Leader Trial, the Jiang family had already internally decided that Jiang Mingxiao would be the next Sect Leader to take over Jiang Qinghong's position.
In the entire Dafang Sect, among the younger generation, Jiang Mingxiao's cultivation was the highest. Others were always a little weaker than him, so he naturally had very strong self-confidence.
Mo Wen's lips curled into a smile. He continued to stand on the spot with his hands behind his back, as though he had no awareness of the impending battle.
"Arrogant."
Seeing Mo Wen's sloppy attitude, Jiang Mingxiao was instantly enraged. He took a step forward, and the pressure grew even stronger. At the same time, he sent a punch towards Mo Wen's face.
In the instant that the punch was sent out, the surrounding space seemed to have collapsed. Hence, the air was instantly repelled, forming a temporary vacuum environment.
The Square Fist appeared once again. However, when Jiang Mingxiao used it, the effect was naturally very ordinary. It was far from being comparable to Jiang Youxi's.
"I wonder if that elder of the Jiang Clan will step in to save you before I kill you."
Mo Wen still had his hands behind his back. He looked at Jiang Mingxiao indifferently, as though he didn't notice the fist that was about to hit his body. Instead, he said something that Jiang Mingxiao didn't understand.
In a flash, Jiang Mingxiao's punch landed on Mo Wen's body.
However, that seemingly fierce punch did not make a sound when it landed on Mo Wen's body. It was like a stone sinking into the sea, only stirring up a little ripple.
"How is this possible?"
Jiang Mingxiao's eyes widened, and he looked at Mo Wen in disbelief. The Square Fist that he had unleashed with all his might could even smash a huge rock into pieces, let alone a body of flesh and blood.
Mo Wen didn't dodge or avoid it. He used his body to take the punch head-on. However, he was completely fine, and his body didn't move an inch. On the contrary, it was Jiang Mingxiao who retreated three to four steps. A terrifying rebound force instantly caused him to suffer internal injuries.
The corner of Mo Wen's mouth curled into a cold smile. He extended his hand slightly, and the next moment, a huge black claw appeared in mid-air. Without any suspense, it grabbed Jiang Mingxiao in its hand. Against Mo Wen's casual claw, Jiang Mingxiao didn't seem to have any ability to resist.
His Cultivation of the intermediate stage of the Qi Nucleation realm was completely useless at this moment. That strange claw had directly compressed his Inner Qi in his body. No matter how huge his Inner Qi was, it was as powerless as a child facing an adult.
"Old thing, if you still don't come out, I'm afraid the genius of your Jiang Clan will die at my hands."
A glint of light flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. He looked at the tree hole with deep meaning. With a thought in his mind, the claw that was grabbing Jiang Mingxiao immediately tightened and compressed towards the center. The terrifying huge force compressed Jiang Mingxiao's body into a ball. His bones kept making cracking sounds from being compressed.
Jiang Mingxiao's face was pale. The intense pain caused him to scream subconsciously. He tried his best to circulate his Inner Qi to resist the terrifying force. However, he wasn't a match for it at all. If this continued, he would most likely become a persimmon and explode directly.
"Help …"
The deep fear and panic caused Jiang Mingxiao to cry for help subconsciously. The threat of death caused him to no longer care about his dignity and face.
Not far away, the onlookers were all dumbfounded. Who would have thought that when Jiang Mingxiao met Mo Wen, he would be so vulnerable? He didn't seem to have any ability to resist at all. In the blink of an eye, he had been abused so miserably.
At the same time, they couldn't understand how Mo Wen could be so strong. Jiang Mingxiao was an ancient martial arts practitioner in the intermediate stage of the Qi Nucleation realm. Among them, his ability was second to none. In terms of ability, they were all much weaker than Jiang Mingxiao.
Initially, they thought that Mo Wen couldn't possibly be a match for Jiang Mingxiao. However, the result was so dramatic that it left them dumbfounded.
Killing Mo Wen in three moves was simply a joke.
When the members of the Jiang Clan saw how miserable Jiang Mingxiao was, they wanted to go forward and help him. However, when they thought that they were not as good as Jiang Mingxiao and that they might end up even more miserable if they went forward to help him, all of them hesitated. After a while, no one dared to step forward and speak.
"A piece of trash."
A sinister voice suddenly came from the tree hole. The next moment, a black silhouette slowly walked out of the tree hole. He looked at Jiang Mingxiao expressionlessly, and a look of disappointment flashed in his old eyes.
Mo Wen had attacked Jiang Mingxiao because he wanted to force him out. He naturally understood this. Otherwise, with Mo Wen's ability, he could have killed that brat in an instant. Why would he have to go through so much trouble?
The reason why he didn't make a move and hid in the dark was because he wanted to see how these young talents of the Jiang Clan would perform when they met Mo Wen.
However, the result disappointed him greatly. Compared to Mo Wen, those so-called geniuses were basically trash. Not only in terms of ability, but also in terms of psychological quality. Not only Jiang Mingxiao's performance, but the performance of everyone else also made him very dissatisfied.
"Mo Wen, you have surprised me. The number of times I have been surprised today is more than I have been in the past year."
Jiang Quanfu looked at Mo Wen darkly and said slowly. At the same time, he waved his hand, and a gray ray of light flashed, colliding with the Tai Yin Claw that Mo Wen was using to grab Jiang Mingxiao. The overbearing Inner Qi directly shattered Mo Wen's Tai Yin Claw.
Jiang Mingxiao escaped and fell to the ground, gasping for breath. His eyes were full of fear and lingering fear. Just now, he had almost walked through the gates of hell. Even now, he wasn't sure why such a terrifying thing had happened.
"However, the stronger you are, the stronger my desire to kill you is. Since you came to the Dafang Sect to seek your death, I will fulfill your wish."
Jiang Quanfu waved his hand, and a gust of strong wind blew past, directly sweeping Jiang Mingxiao tens of meters away. At the same time, a terrifying aura was released from his body, surging ferociously towards Mo Wen and enveloping him. The power of the Embryonic Breathing realm was fully displayed in an instant.
"Let's do it. I would like to see exactly what the Dafang Sect is capable of. "
Mo Wen lowered his eyes and said indifferently.
He was not surprised by Jiang Quanfu's appearance, and it was even within his plan. In fact, the purpose of killing the few Qi Nucleation realm strong practitioners of the Jiang Clan in a high-profile manner was to lure out the existence of the Jiang Clan's Embryonic Breathing realm.
In other words, Mo Wen had always been fishing, and his target was a big fish.
With his current ability, he was not afraid of any beginning stage Embryonic Breathing realm ancient martial arts practitioner, and he even had the ability to kill one in the Embryonic Breathing realm.
The reason why he lured Jiang Quanfu out was to separate the two Embryonic Breathing realm strong practitioners of the Jiang Clan, and then defeat them one by one. If he was lucky enough to kill Jiang Quanfu, the other Embryonic Breathing realm practitioner would not be in any danger, and Wang Yinru could deal with him alone.
Of course, he did not have absolute confidence in killing Jiang Quanfu. After all, it was not easy to kill someone in the Embryonic Breathing realm. However, if he could seriously injure Jiang Quanfu, causing him to be unable to attack for a short period of time, his goal would be mostly achieved.
Hence, Jiang Quanfu's appearance was within Mo Wen's expectations.
"I also want to know if you really have the Cultivation of the Embryonic Breathing realm."
Jiang Quanfu laughed coldly and stared at Mo Wen with narrowed eyes. In fact, he was also afraid that Mo Wen had the Cultivation of the Embryonic Breathing realm. If this youth was really in the Embryonic Breathing realm, then the possibility of him killing Mo Wen was not high. Since they were both in the beginning stage of the Embryonic Breathing realm, it was almost impossible for him to kill Mo Wen.
In the distance, when the preliminary assessment members heard that Mo Wen might have the Cultivation of the Embryonic Breathing realm, they all subconsciously inhaled a breath of cold air, and the expressions on their faces stiffened. Embryonic Breathing realm! How is this possible … (To be continued.)
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