Jiang Wang gave up on the thought of observing his opponent. The moment the arena was formed, he turned into a flaming meteor and flew towards his opponent.
In Niu Hanxun's vision, a meteor streaked across the vast Sword Discourse Arena before revealing a human figure — it was a youth with an exceptionally determined gaze.
Just as he was about to attack with Termination Energy, the five energies within his body suddenly collapsed and became chaotic. The chains of the five energies bound him from the inside out.
However, this did not last for long. With his current strength, he could easily suppress the chaotic five energies within his body.
However, when his body regained its freedom, he heard the chirping of birds.
Chirp chirp chirp, Chirp chirp chirp!
No, it was not just the chirping of birds.
Clang clang!
Wuu wuu!
Dong dong!
Clang clang!
… …
Chimes, flutes, drums, lutes, zithers, percussions, sheng …
Some of the sounds were foreign to him, some were familiar to him, but they were all very pleasant to listen to. It was a pleasant sound that he had never heard before.
Eight sounds in unison, eight notes resonating together.
He felt as though he was being torn into countless pieces, following the different sounds, disintegrating into different parts — and as the Dao Technique poured in without reservation, this feeling became a reality.
The densely packed Flame Sparrows flew towards him and exploded along with him.
Only one last thought remained in his mind.
"So … so strong!"
… …
Mo Zhu was a disciple of the Mo Clan from Ju City.
The surname Mo did not actually represent anything, but many disciples of the Mo Clan would change their surname to Mo to show their dedication to the Mo Clan.
Mo Zhu's parents were like that, so he naturally changed his surname to Mo.
There were many who were in a similar situation, Mo Jing Yu was one of them. However, this person was already a genius who was famous throughout the world, while Mo Zhu was still a nobody.
Many people who did not understand the Mo Clan would often misunderstand that the Ji Mo Clan was led by the Mo Clan.
In fact, this was a misunderstanding.
Even within the Mo Clan, there were not many people with the real surname Mo, but many of them changed their surname. It was similar to the daoist or monk's daoist or dharma name, but it was much more relaxed and was not mandatory. One would not receive any preferential treatment within the Mo Clan, and one would not be discriminated against for not having the surname Mo — in short, it was purely a matter of entrusting.
Mo Zhu's Moon Key was obtained in his dream, he had it when he woke up. He did not know how others obtained it, and he had never interacted with them.
After so many years of cultivation, his strength was actually not bad; he was ranked seventy-third in the Soaring Dragon Realm. . and of him, he had not met, to be able to defeat. However, this was probably due to his low profile, and rarely did he display of his true strength of the Modern world.
.. and puppets of the Puppets... and puppets of the puppets..
On the other hand, Mo Zhu had his own preferences and choices. .. of his of that, the Mechanical axe....
It was a mechanical battle axe with a sharp design.
Compared to the tens of thousands of flying puppet crows or the mechanical giants that were hundreds of feet tall and could push mountains and rivers, a mere mechanical battle axe seemed to be nothing to write home about.
But only Mo Zhu himself knew how much effort he had put into it.
In order to project this mechanical axe into the Great Illusionary Land, he spent a total of 500 Merit Points.
........ the of the Mo of the of the.... of Of the of. of. to the... to. Ten points in the Wandering Pulse Realm. Eighty points in the Soaring Dragon Realm. It was the same as securing a victory. ... This was a mechanism to encourage the Great Illusionary Realm to match.
Holding the Mechanical Axe, Mo Zhu leapt onto the Sword Discourse Arena.
In front of him was a handsome young man, holding a very ordinary sword. It should not be a projection of a Modern world weapon.
His posture was steady, his eyes were firm, and his aura was confident.
This was a hard to come by enemy.
Mo Zhu analyzed the situation in his mind.
He was not a person used to expressing himself, but he was very clear-headed.
The handle, which had been fine-tuned countless times, fit his palm perfectly. Every finger was in a comfortable position.
He pressed lightly, and the edge of the axe extended in a slight arc.
The most interesting part of this mechanical battle-axe was that he had used purely mechanical techniques to engrave 3651 axe techniques on it. It could deal with all kinds of extreme situations.
There was a famous saying in the Confucian school that was very suitable to describe the fighting style of the Mohist.
"A gentleman's nature is not different, and he is good at using things."
A gentleman was no different from an ordinary person. He was only good at using tools.
In the world, there was no school that was better at using tools than the Mohist school.
The people of the Mohist school believed that the reaction of a mechanical puppet was definitely stronger than the reaction of a living being. If it was not strong enough, it was definitely because the mechanical puppet had not reached its peak.
Because mechanical puppets were constant, accurate, and could not make mistakes.
But for Mo Zhu, he had already analyzed Jiang Wang at the first moment and made the most suitable choice.
His fighting style was to control the general direction, and the Mechanical Axe to make specific and minute reactions. This was to ensure that he could make the most optimal response in any situation based on his own conditions.
Although it was only a Mechanical Axe, he was essentially controlling a mechanical puppet to fight.
It might be very difficult for him to suddenly explode, but it was also very difficult for him to make a mistake. His seventy-third place was abnormally stable, genuine.
And now, he was ready.
This had nothing to do with self-confidence. Without stability, the puppet was meaningless.
Then, Mo Zhu saw the young man move. He unsheathed his sword and approached.
That pair of eyes, originally gentle and firm, instantly changed their mood, transforming into the sea.
Ancient, but intense. Sorrowful, but spirited.
That was the gaze of an old man, but it was definitely not ordinary.
That was the gaze of a hero, but past his prime.
That sword pierced straight towards him. It was simple, but it was full of variations.
The old general had seen many life and death situations.
He actually did not know how to react at all. He lost his ability to think, and could not even come to a suitable range. He realized that of the three thousand six hundred and fifty-one axe techniques that he had painstakingly collected from all over the world, none of them could deal with it!
Even so, the Mechanical Axe in his hand still counterattacked with peak killing power without weakening.
A mechanical puppet would not be at a loss, because it had no thoughts.
This was the advantage of mechanical techniques.
It allowed him to catch a trace of confidence in his daze.
But that sword still pierced his heart. As if it had never been blocked.
His Mechanical Axe had clearly struck out, but it was as if nothing had happened.
But he had already lost.
"What sword technique is this?" Mo Zhu was not a talkative person, but he still asked. He was really curious and wanted to know the answer.
Then, he heard a clear voice say, "Old General past his prime."
It was really … a suitable name.
Before leaving the Sword Discourse Arena, he thought.
… …
Without holding back, Jiang Wang went all out and advanced triumphantly.
Niu Hanxun and Mo Zhu were just some of the defeated opponents.
The Eight Tone Flame Sparrow and the Sword of Human Dao allowed him to meet almost no resistance before the fiftieth rank.
After the fiftieth rank, the battles became slightly more difficult.
At the twentieth rank, he had to go all out in every battle.
And the time needed to search for an opponent in the Sword Discourse Arena also became longer and longer.
Chung Geng Sheng knew that he was trying to improve his ranking in the Great Illusionary Realm. He was using various experts to sharpen the newly formed Sword of Human Dao and perfect his combat system, so he did not look for him if there was anything.
This was a rare period of time without any interference, where he could wholeheartedly fight in the Great Illusionary Realm.
It also allowed him to discover secrets that he had not discovered before.
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