Leng Leng's blushing face made Ye Mo realize that only the disciples of the Mo Clan could participate in this competition. If one was a nobody, even if one was strong, he would not be qualified to participate.
"Leng Leng, when I get the Mo Clan's resources, I'll give you half of them!"
Ye Mo took out a leather mask from his Dimensional Bracelet. The mask covered most of his face. Ye Mo jumped onto the stage and said, "Leng Clan!"
Ye Mo did not reveal his name. As soon as the name 'Leng Clan' was uttered, the arena immediately became noisy. Everyone was curious about this masked man.
"Who is this man? Why is there such a person in the Leng Clan?"
"Judging by his age, he should only be 15 years old."
"A Spirit Cultivating Second Realm martial artist dares to fight in the arena?"
"Does he really think he can defeat Xiang Wentian, who is in the Spirit Cultivating Sixth Realm?"
"He's just trying to attract attention!"
Xiang Wentian looked at Ye Mo and waved his sword. "Who are you? There's no one like you in the Leng Clan. "
"He's my future husband, so he's a member of the Leng Clan, right?" Leng Leng said loudly with a flushed face.
Leng Fubo, the head of the Leng Clan, who was rushing to the arena, heard this and shouted angrily, "Leng Leng, since when did I have an unknown son-in-law?"
The crowd laughed secretly. Leng Fubo was famous for his bad temper. It seemed like there was going to be a good show. The crowd made way for Leng Fubo. He walked into the crowd and looked at Leng Leng angrily. Leng Leng lowered her head, feeling wronged.
"You little girl, why are you here instead of training? You're embarrassing me!" Leng Fubo scolded.
Looking at Leng Leng's wronged expression, Ye Mo felt apologetic. He said to Leng Fubo, "Uncle Leng, this is all my fault. I'll explain everything to you after I've obtained the quota."
"Hmph, you're only in the Spirit Cultivating Second Realm!" Leng Fubo said disdainfully.
Xiang Wentian's face was filled with displeasure as he said to Leng Fubo, "Leng Fubo, is this masked man from the Leng Clan? If not, please don't waste my time!"
Leng Leng held Leng Fubo's arm and said, "Dad, just let him try. I'm sure he can defeat Xiang Wentian. Then, we can get some cultivation resources for our family."
"I'll teach you a lesson when we get back!" Leng Fubo shouted at Xiang Wentian, "What are you yelling at? Defeat him if you can! "
"If I can't even deal with a Spirit Cultivating Second Realm martial artist, how can I, Xiang Wentian, establish myself in Limestone City?" Xiang Wentian sneered.
"Xiang Wentian, I've heard of you. You were ranked seventh in the Limestone Champion List last year, but you're nothing compared to me. Show me all your sword techniques. I'm afraid you won't have a chance to show them to me," Ye Mo said arrogantly with a wave of his hand.
"Ye Mo …"
Leng Leng did not expect Ye Mo to say such unyielding and arrogant words right from the start, infuriating the people of the Xiang Clan. Leng Leng's eyes flashed as she stared deeply at Ye Mo. Just as she was about to speak, a furious voice suddenly came from below the stage. This voice was extremely familiar to Leng Leng.
"Wentian, teach this arrogant guy a lesson. He's just a Spirit Cultivating Second Realm kid, how dare he look down on the Xiang Clan!"
That voice belonged to Elder Xiang of the Xiang Family!
Boom!
"I'll kill him!"
Elder Xiang's words were like a command. Almost without warning, a sword light exploded above Ye Mo's head, and a three-foot long sword slashed towards Ye Mo. With an ear-piercing sound, a huge sword appeared out of thin air, and Ye Mo felt a strong sense of oppression.
Seeing this, the onlookers knew that Xiang Wentian was thoroughly enraged. The full power of a Spirit Cultivating Sixth Realm was released. This kind of aura was close to that of a Spirit Cultivating Seventh Realm martial artist. Xiang Wentian's strongest attack was unleashed in an instant.
Leng Leng, who was watching from the side, could not help but clench her fists tightly. Leng Leng was not sure of Ye Mo's strength, but she knew that Ye Mo would never do anything he was not confident of. This was a kind of trust, an instinctive trust.
But Ye Mo was not afraid of this attack. The arrogance he showed before was only to prove to Leng Fubo that Leng Leng had chosen the right person.
"You want to kill me? Do you think you have the right? Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue? "
As he spoke, Ye Mo stomped the Mortal Gate of his right leg with eight streams of Dragon Power. The ground exploded, and a strong wave of Yuanli spread out from the soles of Ye Mo's feet towards the sword in the air.
"Huh?"
Xiang Wentian was stunned and said, "You seem to be quite strong. A Spirit Cultivating Second Realm martial artist like you can actually block my sword. But if that's all you've got, you won't be able to fight against me. Heaven's Strength Sword Aura!"
Whoosh!
Two streams of golden sword aura suddenly appeared above Xiang Wentian's head. The sword auras were like two heavy swords, and they shot towards Ye Mo again.
"Let's see how you block my Heaven's Strength Sword Aura!"
Xiang Wentian's voice echoed throughout the arena. He was clearly infuriated, but he was indeed angry. Who wouldn't be angry to be looked down upon by a Spirit Cultivating Second Realm martial artist?
"Do you need to block your Heaven's Strength Sword Aura? Fighting is all about the brain! "
But just as the two golden sword auras were about to hit Ye Mo's head, he suddenly disappeared and reappeared behind Xiang Wentian. The two golden sword auras missed, and a huge explosion came from the corner of the arena. Ye Mo's Piercing Finger directly hit Xiang Wentian's back.
"How is this possible? How did you dodge my Heaven's Strength Sword Aura? " Xiang Wentian exclaimed in surprise. He felt a huge pain on his back. Xiang Wentian had been hit by Ye Mo's Piercing Finger and was sent flying out of the arena.
Everyone below the arena was shocked to see what had happened. Only a few people saw how Ye Mo had dodged Xiang Wentian's Heaven's Strength Sword Aura, but Elder Xiang had seen it clearly.
"Hmph, kid. First, you provoked my son and forced him to reveal an opening. Impressive, but the geniuses of the Qin, Ye, and Xiao Clans won't be defeated so easily," Elder Xiang said as he left angrily.
"Uncle Leng, I told you that I will win the competition. The day after tomorrow, you will be proud of your daughter, because your daughter has found a genius!" Ye Mo said.
Ye Mo's words were aggressive and arrogant, but no one could refute him. In this arena, Ye Mo was indeed a genius. With the strength of Spirit Cultivating Second Realm, he had easily defeated Xiang Wentian.
Leng Leng, who was standing in the arena, heard Ye Mo's words and her eyes started to tear up. Ye Mo had always kept a low profile, but today's show was only for her.
"The day after tomorrow? What an arrogant kid. I'm afraid you won't be able to pass today's competition. " A cold laugh came from afar. Two men and a woman were slowly walking towards the arena. The man in the lead was handsome and had an extraordinary aura. Behind him were a man and a woman, both around 18 years old.
"It's Qin Shaoyang!"
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