Chapter 467 442: The Way to Defeat Mo Luo

The Red Cliff Celestial Ape wasn't just immensely powerful; it had also mastered a Cultivation Technique that could block attacks from experts of the same level. But Zhaang Ye's strength was tremendous. Every punch contained millions of pounds of force, and he targeted all of the Red Cliff Celestial Ape's weak points. After dozens of punches, Zhaang Ye had broken more than ten of the Celestial Ape's bones, leaving it unable to even counterattack!

"Alright, alright. Zhaang Ye, stop. You've won this fight."

The referee saw that Zhaang Ye was beating him mercilessly and knew that if he didn't intervene, the Red Cliff Celestial Ape would likely have every bone in its body shattered. Thus, he stepped in just in time, telling Zhaang Ye to stop and declaring his victory.

BOOM!

Hearing the referee's announcement, the entire audience shot to their feet, chanting Zhaang Ye's name in unison. Zhaang Ye's fight had been a brutal, flesh-and-bone affair—a pure clash of strength against strength. The battle had showcased his power to the fullest. Even a powerhouse like the Red Cliff Celestial Ape had been beaten to the ground by Zhaang Ye's raw force, and the sight made the audience's blood boil with excitement, their cheering uncontrollable!

A young expert sighed and said, "Not even the Red Cliff Celestial Ape is a match for Zhaang Ye! Now, Zhaang Ye is only four steps away from first place in the entrance tournament!"

Currently, ninety-five rounds of the entrance tournament had been completed. This meant only the final four matches remained, which was why the young expert said Zhaang Ye was only four steps away from first place.

Another young expert shook his head slightly and said, "Not four steps, but one! Zhaang Ye's only real opponent now is the King of Hell, Mo Luo! The others are no match for him at all!"

"Yeah, of the five super experts, Zhaang Ye has already defeated four. His combat power is tyrannical! But among the five, the strongest is the King of Hell, Mo Luo. There's no way Zhaang Ye can possibly defeat the King of Hell, Mo Luo!"

The crowd buzzed with discussion, their gazes shifting between Zhaang Ye and Mo Luo. At this point in the competition, the situation was crystal clear. First place would go to either Zhaang Ye or Mo Luo; no one else was even qualified to contend.

Zhaang Ye stepped down from the arena and glanced at Mo Luo from a distance. Just then, Mo Luo happened to look over at Zhaang Ye, and their gazes locked in mid-air.

Mo Luo's gaze was like a bottomless black hole. Zhaang Ye met it for only a moment but felt as if his entire being was about to be sucked in. Zhaang Ye knew this was an illusion. He stood firm like a great mountain and calmly retracted his gaze. Only then did Zhaang Ye realize his Mental Power had been slightly disturbed.

Zhaang Ye was secretly alarmed. 'Mo Luo's Spiritual Power is truly immense!' he thought. 'If my own Spiritual Power were any weaker, I would have suffered a loss in that exchange of glances. To defeat this person, it seems I'll have to go through a bloody battle and bring out my true abilities!'

Seeing Zhaang Ye retract his gaze so easily, a strange light flickered in Mo Luo's eyes. He was born with extraordinary talent; his Spiritual Power had been three to four times stronger than his peers' from birth. With his powerful innate gift, coupled with arduous post-natal Cultivation, Mo Luo's Spiritual Power was ten times stronger than an ordinary person's. A typical Half-Step True Dao Expert would lose their will to fight after just a single glare from him from afar.

Yet Zhaang Ye had met his gaze head-on and was completely unaffected, which proved that Zhaang Ye also possessed powerful Spiritual Power. Mo Luo held himself in extremely high regard; he didn't even deign to notice people like the Red Cliff Celestial Ape. But now, sensing Zhaang Ye's formidable Spiritual Power, Mo Luo's interest was piqued, and a palpable battle intent surged from his body.

In the ninety-sixth round, Zhaang Ye's opponent forfeited. Meanwhile, Mo Luo, whose strength was the most profound and unfathomable, encountered a powerful adversary in this round—the Sword King, Ye Cangtian.

Ye Cangtian was a man of firm will. After his defeat at Zhaang Ye's hands, he had quickly recovered. Now, he stood steadily on the arena platform, Long Sword in hand, showing no signs of dejection.

The audience was extremely interested in this fight. Seeing the two super experts standing on the platform, the crowd erupted.

"Ye Cangtian, Ye Cangtian!"

"Mo Luo, Mo Luo!"

"On the power rankings, Mo Luo is number one, and Ye Cangtian is number two. I hear Ye Cangtian has never been happy with that ranking. Haha, this is going to be a good show!"

"Hehe, Mo Luo is ranked first, Ye Cangtian second. Their combat power shouldn't be too far apart. Haha, this fight is going to be absolutely spectacular!"

Amidst the audience's chatter, the match officially began. The moment the referee's voice fell, Ye Cangtian swung his Long Sword, preparing to unleash his Sword Gang for a long-range attack against Mo Luo.

Mo Luo's Spiritual Power was terrifyingly strong, so Ye Cangtian didn't dare let him get close. The only way he could defeat Mo Luo was to keep his distance and launch a storm-like barrage of attacks with his fearsome Sword Gang. This was the battle strategy Ye Cangtian had decided on long ago.

Ye Cangtian's plan was sound, but just as he unleashed his Sword Gang, he felt a terrifyingly malevolent aura suddenly sweep over him. When the aura hit him, his entire body went ice-cold, as if he had been plunged into hell. Even breathing became difficult, and various illusions appeared before his eyes!

SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH!

Affected by this malevolent aura, the forty-nine terrifying streams of Sword Gang Ye Cangtian had unleashed all lost their target, completely unable to hit Mo Luo!

Ye Cangtian's pupils shrank abruptly. He realized that in that single instant, Mo Luo's figure had appeared out of thin air like a phantom. That terrifying malevolent aura locked onto him once more, freezing his True Qi, freezing his strength, freezing his very soul!

"Sword Circle!"

At this critical moment, Ye Cangtian displayed a Sword Skill of unparalleled subtlety. The Long Sword in his hand suddenly trembled, the cold blade instantly transforming into a supple Silver Dragon that drew a Sword Circle in the air. This Sword Circle acted like an impenetrable shield, blocking all of the malevolent aura!

BOOM!

The Sword Circle Ye Cangtian drew only held for an instant before it exploded. However, Ye Cangtian used that sliver of time to execute an incredibly fast Body Technique, flashing back hundreds of feet and temporarily escaping Mo Luo's attack.

Even from hundreds of feet away, Ye Cangtian could still feel the malevolent aura. But it was much weaker now. Seizing this rare opportunity, Ye Cangtian once again unleashed his Thousand-foot Sword Gang—a full forty-nine streams of it!

Facing the Sword Gang that slashed toward him like lightning, Mo Luo's expression remained icy. He raised his gray sleeve and swept it outwards casually. The seemingly indestructible Thousand-foot Sword Gang was simply batted aside, one by one, by his sleeve. After Ye Cangtian had unleashed all forty-nine streams of Sword Gang, he hadn't even managed to break through Mo Luo's sleeve!

WHOA!

The audience was stunned. Each stream of Sword Gang that Ye Cangtian unleashed was powerful enough to level a mountain peak, yet such terrifying attacks couldn't even slice through Mo Luo's sleeve. Just how strong was Mo Luo's combat power?

Zhaang Ye was also secretly astonished. The way Mo Luo swept aside the Thousand-foot Sword Gang with his sleeve demonstrated unparalleled Control Power and perception. Every stream of Sword Gang Ye Cangtian unleashed was within his expectations, and the weakness of each stream could not escape Mo Luo's eyes. Under these circumstances, the Sword Gang Ye Cangtian unleashed couldn't possibly hurt him!

'This Mo Luo's Spiritual Power is exceptionally vast, and his Control Power and perception are just as incredible. Not even the Thousand-foot Sword Gang can harm him. It seems the only way to win is to use an unexpected strategy!' Zhaang Ye silently mused.

「On the arena platform.」

After unleashing forty-nine streams of Sword Gang, Ye Cangtian flicked his wrist and sent out another forty-nine. Although Mo Luo's Spiritual Power was vast and his control was exquisite, Ye Cangtian refused to believe that the Thousand-foot Sword Gang he had cultivated so arduously couldn't break through two mere sleeves!

SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH!

Ye Cangtian frantically unleashed his Thousand-foot Sword Gang, while Mo Luo simply used his sleeves to sweep them aside one by one. With one attacking and one defending, they seemed to be evenly matched, neither able to gain an advantage over the other.

Seeing the stalemate, Zhaang Ye shook his head slightly. He knew in his heart that Ye Cangtian had already lost this battle. Ye Cangtian's continuous barrage of Thousand-foot Sword Gang looked impressive, but he couldn't possibly maintain it. If this continued, Mo Luo wouldn't even need to counterattack; Ye Cangtian would collapse from exhaustion on his own.

Sure enough, after unleashing dozens more streams of Sword Gang, beads of sweat began to appear on Ye Cangtian's body. Looking at the effortlessly defending Mo Luo, Ye Cangtian's heart couldn't help but sink.

'I don't believe this!' Ye Cangtian thought, growing desperate. Streams of Thousand-foot Sword Gang appeared as densely as raindrops, rushing madly toward Mo Luo!

It was then that Mo Luo displayed his unfathomable strength. No matter how ferocious Ye Cangtian's Sword Gang became, he remained completely unhurried. The Sword Gang came like lightning, like a torrential downpour, seemingly finding every possible opening. But even these terrifying attacks couldn't do anything to Mo Luo; they couldn't even sever his sleeves!

Ye Cangtian launched several hundred more sword attacks in succession, but seeing that they had no effect on Mo Luo, he sighed faintly in his heart. He knew that if he continued, his Innate True Qi would soon be depleted, and his defeat would be an ugly one. Left with no choice, Ye Cangtian sheathed his Long Sword and verbally conceded defeat.

Although Ye Cangtian lost the battle, he lost with grace and style. As he walked off the platform, he was met with a round of applause from the audience.

Zhaang Ye watched the arena thoughtfully and muttered, "Judging from this fight between Ye Cangtian and Mo Luo, Ye Cangtian's strategy was still useful. Attacking with the Thousand-foot Sword Gang from a distance can hold Mo Luo at bay, no matter how powerful he is. If one could add a few other tricks to that, it might be possible to overwhelm Mo Luo with sheer power..."

While Zhaang Ye was pondering, the ninety-seventh round began. His Identity Recognition Jade Token lit up. He glanced down at it and saw a name displayed there: "Mo Luo!"

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