Chapter 1296: Chapter 1296: Soul-breaking Needle
Mo Youu stepped toward Qing Lin, one step at a time.
Qing Lin’s face remained defiant.
The originally shattered blue scales suddenly reformed around his hands.
His hands, covered in blue scales, turned from fists to claws, and with a tear, forcibly ripped through the rampant Sword Intent surrounding him.
"Hmm?" Mo Youu frowned.
Hoo... At the same time, Qing Lin waved his large hand.
Strands of Annihilation Gang Wind instantly enveloped his body.
The fierce Gang Wind could even compete with the surrounding Sword Intent.
Qing Lin’s intention was simple: to hold back Mo Youu, just long enough until the Secret Realm reopened.
Mo Youu frowned; he too understood Qing Lin’s plan.
"Why bother," Mo Youu uttered in a low voice.
After speaking, Mo Youu shook his head, "Let’s end it here."
As his words fell, Mo Youu reached out and lightly grasped the air.
Clang...
The sword previously embedded in the ground instantly leapt into his hand.
With the sword in hand, Mo Youu’s figure moved again.
The sharp sword body struck toward the Annihilation Gang Wind blocking Qing Lin.
Though the Annihilation Gang Wind was formidable, it couldn’t withstand even a single strike from his sword.
Clang...
The sharp sword cleaved down.
Mo Youu said in a deep voice, "Let’s end it here."
Indeed, as the sharp sword descended, the layers of Annihilation Gang Wind were continuously sliced apart.
But, right at that moment, a pair of hands covered in blue scales swiftly emerged from the Annihilation Gang Wind.
Crack...
The two hands tightly grasped the sword body.
"You..." Mo Youu frowned.
"You can’t hold my sword."
"Is that so?" Qing Lin countered.
Boom...
Suddenly, a beam of blue light swept across the entire scene.
Under the glow, those with weaker Cultivation couldn’t even open their eyes.
Yet the light, appearing fast, vanished just as quickly, merely a fleeting flash.
At such a swift pace, almost no one saw what happened clearly.
But Mo Youu, right in front of Qing Lin, saw everything distinctly.
"Your Martial Soul, it’s actually..." Mo Youu’s face revealed shock.
Even he had never seen Qing Lin’s Martial Soul before.
But now, during that fleeting moment just now, he saw it.
However, in the next second, he didn’t have time to ponder more, his expression changed drastically.
He could clearly feel, the sword in his hand was being tightly gripped by a tremendous force.
A terrifying power, imposing and immense, like the pressure of a storm, like the surge of the sea.
Elsewhere.
Among the five Chiefs who were merely watching Mo Youu and Qing Lin’s confrontation, one suddenly moved.
"Rather than just seizing Qing Lin’s Universe Ring," Golden Dawn suddenly sneered.
"Why not take the belongings of the other disciples too, to directly kick Black Cloud Academy out?"
Swoosh...
Golden Dawn’s figure moved instantly, heading toward the Black Cloud Academy disciples.
Swoosh... swoosh... swoosh...
The disciples of Golden Dawn Academy sprang into action.
"Be careful," Tong Ye and Qin Yi’s expressions changed.
But, with just the two of them, how could they be a match for Golden Dawn?
Golden Dawn and the disciples of Golden Dawn Academy wore cruel smiles.
But that smile quickly dissipated under a cold gaze.
Mo Youu glanced at them coldly.
All the Heavenly Talents, including Golden Dawn, showed a hint of apprehension on their faces.
However, that was the extent of it.
In just a moment, all the Academy Disciples, including Qin Yi and Tong Ye, had their points and previously found Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures taken by Golden Dawn.
Golden Dawn was one of the Chiefs of the Five Great Academies, his strength far exceeding ordinary Heavenly Talents.
However, Golden Dawn didn’t hit hard, merely injured the Academy Disciples.
Mo Youu glanced at Golden Dawn and the others, not taking action.
Of course, he couldn’t act right now either.
With a complex look, he glanced back at Qing Lin.
"Burning your Martial Soul? Why?" Mo Youu’s expression was incredibly complicated at this moment.
He was startled not by Qing Lin’s strength, but by Qing Lin burning his Martial Soul.
In that instant, Qing Lin’s strength surged to its pinnacle.
Under the massive force, it was even hard for him to retrieve his sword.
Under Qing Lin’s indifferent expression, a trace of pride flashed by, but more was coldness.
"Senior Brother Mo Youu is a Sword Cultivator. Without a sword, your strength will be greatly reduced."
"With my current strength, you can’t take the Universe Ring."
"Why bother?" Mo Youu’s other hand clenched its fist with a crackling sound.
The complexity on his face turned into inexplicable anger.
"I said, once we’re out, I will definitely find these Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures for you."
"Is it necessary?"
Qing Lin shook his head, "Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures can be ignored, but what about the points?"
"Without those points, the Academy might rank at the bottom, or even be eliminated directly in the second round."
"What do points count for?" Mo Youu said in a deep voice.
"Qing Lin, you’re not a new disciple."
"You should know our Black Cloud Academy doesn’t care about these false reputations, nor do we care about so-called rankings."
"The Academy doesn’t care, but what about Junior Brother Xiao Yi?" Qing Lin’s tone already carried inexplicable fury.
Mo Youu shook his head, "Junior Brother Xiao Yi has always been free-spirited, he doesn’t care about these false reputations either."
"But I care." Qing Lin finally shouted.
"Junior Brother Xiao Yi did not participate in the second round, fine, but what about the third round?"
"You..." Mo Youu’s tone was halted.
"Why?" Mo Youu asked once more.
"Why what?" Qing Lin retorted, "I’m the Senior Brother, he’s the Junior Brother, why wouldn’t there be a reason?"
Mo Youu’s body trembled, the hand holding the sword loosened slightly.
But soon, when he noticed the eager gaze on the weak face behind him, he tightened his grip on the sword again.
Mo Youu shook his head, "Do you think burning your Martial Soul can stop me?"
"It all ends here."
Mo Youu’s hand moved.
Hiss... just a draw.
The sword body, originally held by a tremendous force, was instantly pulled back.
Rip... a stream of hot blood gushed out from Qing Lin’s hands.
However, a playful smile flashed across Qing Lin’s face, "It can’t."
"But Senior Brother Mo Youu underestimated us Academy Disciples."
"Tong Ye."
At some point, Tong Ye had transformed into a flame and appeared not far away.
A beam of blue light was instantly caught by Tong Ye.
Mo Youu frowned.
In the distance, Sikong Yu’s expression turned cold, "Trying to leave?"
Tong Ye turned into a flash of flame and suddenly left, throwing the blue light in his hand, "Qin Yi."
Swoosh... Qin Yi caught it, and his figure instantly vanished from place.
The cooperation of the three was exceptionally perfect, almost completing the handoff in an instant.
And at this moment, Qin Yi’s figure had disappeared; even his aura had vanished together.
"How is it possible, such speed, without leaving a trace of aura." Sikong Yu’s expression turned anxious.
"Brother." Mo Youh called out eagerly.
Mo Youu nodded, his figure flashed and pursued directly.
But suddenly, his steps halted, frowning.
Suddenly, amidst the crowd, an exclamation sounded.
"Qin Yi, I remember, no wonder the name feels so familiar."
"It’s him, the Monster that suddenly rose among the Ten Main Halls of Wind Shattering Hall."
"Traceless for ten thousand miles, Illusion Wind Qin Yi."
In the distance, Qing Lin coldly smirked, "With Qin Yi’s skill, you won’t catch him in this short time."
"Damn." A cold shout.
A red figure suddenly appeared behind Qing Lin.
A black long needle appeared in the figure’s hand.
In the distance, Mo Youu’s expression changed while stopping his figure, "Mid-grade Holy Artifact, Soul-breaking Needle? Mo Youh, don’t."
However, the red figure had already struck, the black long needle instantly piercing Qing Lin’s already heavily injured body.
"I said, that slap would cost you dearly." Mo Youh stared at Qing Lin, coldly smirking.
"Pooh." Qing Lin spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, collapsing.
"Qing Lin." Tong Ye’s expression changed drastically.
"You wretched woman, courting death."
A group of Academy Disciples suddenly erupted.
Clang... an astonishing Sword Intent instantly blocked everyone.
"Senior Brother Mo Youu." Tong Ye looked hard at Mo Youu in front of him.
Mo Youu shook his head, "No one can hurt my sister, not even you."
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Second update.
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