Chapter 1293: Chapter 1293: Monster Versus Heavenly Talent
The surging and rapid momentum continued to rampage.
Mixed with Sword Qi and streaming lights, extremely sharp.
Mo Youh wielded his sword to block, fighting one against five, not falling behind at all, instead handling it with ease.
One hand grasped the sword, not moving an inch.
In contrast, Guu Feifan, Linghu Wang, and others clearly had unleashed their full strength, with their momentum constantly erupting.
If this continues, Guu Feifan and the others won’t be able to do anything to Mo Youh.
However, the group of Academic Disciples behind Mo Youh at this moment were having their garments fluttering amidst the rampaging momentum.
Suddenly, sss...
A soft sound.
The sound came from the sudden tear in the sleeve of one Academic Disciple.
"What a sharp aura," the Academic Disciple’s face changed.
Under the sword intent of the chiefs of the Five Great Academies along with Mo Youh, the rampaging momentum around had reached an astonishing level.
Mo Youh was unharmed, and Qing Lin, Tong Ye, and a few other stronger cultivators could easily resist.
Yet, many weaker Academic Disciples began to sway, their bodies gradually unable to support themselves under the surrounding momentum.
Mo Youh frowned slightly.
He could block Guu Feifan and the others.
But the rampant momentum now was spreading all around, this kind of unrestrained large-scale sharp aura rage, how could he alone block it all?
After a while, Mo Youh glanced at Qing Lin behind him.
"Can you defend ordinary disciples of each Academy?" Mo Youh asked softly.
Qing Lin smiled, "Do you need to ask? Mo Youh, you underestimate me, don’t you?"
Mo Youh heard this and smiled, nodding his head.
"Well, I’ll leave it to you then."
As the words fell, Mo Youh, who had been casually holding his sword, moved his hand for the first time.
Under his serene starry eyes, a sharp gleam burst forth.
Mo Youh glanced calmly at the five chiefs, and his sword shook.
"This place is too narrow, not suitable for your battle."
Clang... Clang...
The five chiefs were instantly pushed back dozens of steps.
The next second, Mo Youh moved his steps, and the sword in his hand, with layers of Sword Shadow, instantly sealed the five.
"Come up here," Mo Youh shouted lightly.
With one sword, he instantly attracted the aura of the five.
Swoosh... Mo Youh leaped up, soaring into the sky.
Under the pull of Sword Intent, the five were also brought into the sky together.
Clearly, Mo Youh had moved their battle into the air to avoid affecting the Black Cloud Academic Disciples.
Now, only the Black Cloud Academic Disciples remained on the ground.
And the surrounding teams from various academies, posing an encircling stance.
Mo Youh departed.
Stern faces instantly fell upon Qing Lin and others.
"With Mo Youh gone, let’s see how arrogant you can still be." Shi Jingtiao sneered.
Disciples from each academy instantly began to stir.
Sikong Yu stepped forward and said loudly, "Heavenly Hidden Nine Mysterious Fruit, Thousand Wind Imperial Fruit, Fire Emperor Ganoderma... So many rare Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures."
"It’s not just the points for this competition, afterward, they will belong personally."
"I think the disciples of Black Cloud Academy have also gained a lot besides Qing Lin."
With just a few words from Sikong Yu.
The disciples of various academies, who were initially just ready to move, instantly revealed fervent expressions.
"Attack," a sudden angry shout echoed from the teams.
Just a simple word, yet it seemed to completely break the balance and silence.
Teams from various academies instantly made their move.
Qing Lin quickly looked at Qin Yi and Tong Ye, "I have the most treasures on me, those strongest disciples besides the chiefs should all come for me."
"Coming for you should only be some worthless ones, can you handle it?"
Qin Yi and Tong Ye curled their lips, "You said the other disciples are just some worthless ones, if we can’t handle them, wouldn’t we be worse than those?"
Swoosh... Qing Lin made a quick movement, breaking away from the crowd.
Swoosh... Swoosh... Swoosh...
As expected, the strong ones among the academy teams all charged at him, instantly chasing after him.
Sikong Yu, Mo Youh, Shi Jingtiao, Dugu Qing, and others.
Martial Artists above the Seventh Layer Cultivation realm from the Five Great Academies almost uniformly surrounded Qing Lin.
Other academy teams also surrounded the Black Cloud Academic Disciples, instantly making their move.
Inside the Heavenly Hidden Secret Realm, after 10 days of competition, today finally erupted the most intense battle.
Only, this battle was between two unequal sides.
One side was all the academy teams led by the Five Great Academies, over hundreds of Heavenly Talents; the other side was just 49 Black Cloud Academy figures.
Boom... Boom... Boom...
Intense explosive sounds and the radiant Primordial Power beams instantly erupted to an amazing degree.
The battle between the two sides almost instantly pushed each other’s strength to the maximum.
Only, the result wasn’t the expected quick conclusion.
Instead, the fierce battle continued with no pause.
Qing Lin glanced at the battle of the Academic Disciples, nodding his head.
Although the Academic Disciples were fewer in number, they could manage; especially Tong Ye and others, fighting multiple with ease.
On Qing Lin’s side, facing more than a dozen, he slightly fell behind.
Yet, that’s about it.
In the sky, the battle was equally fierce.
Mo Youh fought against the chiefs of the Five Great Academies alone.
Heavenly Hidden chief, Guu Feifan; Five Fools chief, Linghu Wang; Heavenly Que chief, Mo Wenshan; Golden Dawn chief, Golden Dawn; Bright Illusion chief, Lin Miao.
Heavenly Hidden, Five Fools, Heavenly Que, Bright Illusion, Golden Dawn were the Five Great Academies of the Central Region.
Yet, Mo Youh fought them alone, clearly handling it with ease, even glancing at the battle below.
Mo Youh nodded, smiling gently.
The battle below seemed to be 48 against hundreds; in fact, it’s a contention between monsters and Heavenly Talents.
And the outcome was evident.
Qing Lin’s side struggled a bit against the academy’s strong figures.
"Pfft." Qing Lin spat out a mouthful of bloody spit.
"Bright Illusion Academy’s Illusion Heart Technique, huh? Some skill."
Earlier, a disciple with Saint King Realm Eighth Layer Cultivation from Bright Illusion Academy suddenly struck his back with a palm.
"Humph, were you not arrogant just now?" Mo Youh looked at Qing Lin disdainfully.
"Now do you realize what you are?"
"Without my brother’s protection, you’re nothing but a fart."
"Is it?" Qing Lin didn’t retort anything, yet in his cold eyes, a fierce glint of cruelty had already passed.
If Xiao Yi were here, he would’ve instantly recognized it as a sign of Qing Lin about to go berserk, urging all to stay away.
Unfortunately, Xiao Yi wasn’t here.
And these academy elites, unaware.
Crack... Crack... Crack...
Chunks of azure scales gradually emerged on Qing Lin’s arms.
Swoosh... Qing Lin’s figure suddenly vanished from where he stood.
"So fast," the eyes of the strong figures present shrank.
Even Shi Jingtiao, Sikong Yu, Mo Youh, and others couldn’t keep up with Qing Lin’s speed.
Sssh...
A bloody claw suddenly flashed through the air.
The elite from Bright Illusion Academy was instantly blasted away, gruesome claw marks oozing blood from his chest.
"Pfft." The elite from Bright Illusion Academy spat out a mouthful of bloody spittle, instantly heavily injured.
On the other side.
A sudden blast sounded from the Academic team area.
A sea of fire instantly surrounded the area; a swift wind suddenly swept through.
Fire borrowed the wind’s strength, and the wind augmented the fire.
Dragons, looking like wind and fire, ran amok instantly.
Under the joint hands of Tong Ye and Qin Yi, dozens of huge dragons instantly dispersed the encircling teams of various academies.
The remaining dozens of academic disciples leapt out like wolves and tigers.
"I’ve put up with you for long enough."
Arrogant and cold words echoed from the mouths of academic disciples.
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Second update.
