Chapter Eighty-Seven Yesterday's Revenge Was Thorough!

  Unstoppable thinking!

  "I've finally grasped the sword technique, but I still can't enhance the sword explosion skill's sword intent. Why is that?"

  "How can I fully unleash the power of Kensei no Jutsu?"

  "I don't know, could it be that my potential points aren't enough? But I've already reached seventeen points, shouldn't that be enough?"

  "Never mind, tomorrow is the day of the outer door disciples' competition. Ten birds in the forest are not as good as one bird in hand!"

  "To be on the safe side, I'll first upgrade my realm and advance to Refining Qi Third Layer to increase my strength!"

  Mo Bei thought of this and closed his eyes. His mind stirred, and his consciousness swept across the plus sign.

  In an instant, the numbers on the plus sign symbol of the seed decreased by ten points, and all were added to the Xiantian Extreme Magic Skill. The potential points immediately remained at seven points!

  The words " Innate Extreme Devil Technique" shone with a dazzling light, incredibly dazzling!

  In an instant!

  Suddenly, Mo Bei felt as if a tremendous change had taken place within himself.

  That surge of power, constantly flowing out from the Dan Tian.

  A warm breath also starts from the dantian and spreads throughout the body once again.

  Mo Bei didn't dare to be careless, and hastily sat down cross-legged, closing his eyes to enter a meditative state and adjust his condition.

  The dantian that had been rotating in a cycle suddenly began to flow in reverse, the true qi flowing through the meridians of the entire body suddenly reversed its course and flowed back, all surging into the dantian.

  At the same time, the dantian began to expand continuously, growing larger and spinning rapidly.

  "Hah!"

  At a certain moment, the true energy surging in the dantian was like a burst of floodwater, transforming into rolling waves and rushing forth, surging and churning within Mo Bei's meridians.

  Under the impact of that wave, Mo Bei only felt his meridians rapidly growing, becoming thicker and more tenacious! Originally blocked acupoints were once again broken through in five or six places!

  That surging true energy once again poured into new meridians, circulating even faster!

  "Hah!"

  A refreshing and comfortable feeling made Mo Bei involuntarily let out a long sigh, heavily exhaling several mouthfuls of air.

  "Awesome! Exhilarating! This breakthrough feeling is truly addictive!"

  At this time.

  In his mind, the three big words "Sword Exploding Technique" began to shine and dazzled many!

  In an instant, without adding a dot, Mo Bei suddenly felt that a burst of enlightenment emerged in his mind, and he suddenly became enlightened!

  "Kensei no Jutsu, the true meaning of sword intent is indeed this. The interplay between reality and illusion, the collision of sword techniques, fusing all sorts of sword intents together, exquisite to the extreme, exquisite to the extreme!"

  "So that's it! The reason I couldn't grasp the sword intent of Sword Explosion Technique was because my cultivation level is too low. I must cultivate to the third heaven of Qi Refining to comprehend it!"

  Mo Bei's eyes widened in amazement, feeling enlightened, and couldn't stop praising!

  Mo Bei, who had just broken through to the third layer of Qi Refining, immediately stood up and drew his sword!

  The green sword danced continuously in his hand, splashing up waves of sword wind.

  That sword wind was sometimes gentle and soft, like a spring breeze caressing the face. Sometimes it was fierce and violent, as if a stormy rainstorm!

  One sword has not been released, the sword momentum is surging, at a time when the sword move has not been fully exerted, Mo Bei once again twisted his wrist and changed his sword technique.

  "Hundred Changes Thousand Fantasms Clouds and Mists Thirteen Forms, One Character Flash Lightning Sword, Life-Taking Linked Rings Three Immortals Sword, Azure Falls Yellow Spring Slash, Blood Curse Divine Sword, Ancient Gorge Flying Clouds Slash, Dragon Slaying Incantation, Qian Lei Extreme Light Sword..."

  In the midst of wielding a long sword, every move of swordsmanship and every kind of sword intent are all evolved and displayed with great skill!

  He burst into a series of sword moves, one after another, as the green blade danced and flashed in the light.

  "Flash Lightning Slash, Observing Sun Sword Technique, Sleeve Sword, Withered Prosperity Life and Death Extinction, Illusory Destruction Thrust!"

  The final sword move was uttered from Mo Bei Kou's mouth in an instant!

  That surging sword intent that had risen to its peak instantly merged together, constantly evolving and becoming increasingly fierce!

  "Drink, Explosion Slash!!"

  It moves as swiftly as the wind, it is as gentle as a forest, it attacks like fire, it remains still like a mountain, it is difficult to know like the clouds, and it moves like thunder!

  At this moment.

  Under the entire waterfall, countless Mo Bei suddenly appeared!

  Twinkling in every corner of the waterfall!

  Those weren't really Mo Bei, but rather the shadows produced when he reached his top speed!

  Relying solely on his line of sight, he could no longer capture his figure, only able to capture his shadow!

  Along with those northern nomads, countless blurry sword lights and sword flowers seemed to envelop the entire world!

  Destroy everything in the world!

  His attacks, his illusions, like surging waves!

  And he himself was that most ferocious wave!

  "Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!"

  Wherever the Phantom passed, wherever everything was shrouded in that endless sword light and shadow, all burst open, turning into countless dust and sand, filling the sky!

  At that moment, it gave people an illusion, as if he was going to destroy heaven and earth!

  That's the true power of Kensei no Jutsu!

  Under that sword explosion technique!

  The entire continuous waterfall collapsed thoroughly and turned into countless waves, bursting in all directions.

  "Ah!"

  A sword aura flashed by, stirring up a whirlwind of sword energy that howled continuously. Mo Bei landed steadily on the ground, his long sword still humming softly.

  Mo Bei's eyes gleamed brightly, staring at the waterfall that had finally reassembled after a long time. A smile gradually spread across his face, and he opened his mouth, about to speak.

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  A burst of warm and enthusiastic applause suddenly erupted.

  "Boss, boss! I didn't think you'd finally mastered that sword explosion technique!" Along with the applause, Long Hao Tian's rough voice came from behind Mo Bei in the dense forest.

  Mo Bei turned around and fixed his eyes on him, only to see Long Hao Tian's face flushed with excitement, his eyes shining brightly with an unbridled fervor as he stared at Mo Bei with utmost reverence.

  "Hmm. I've just finished cultivating and grasped the sword's intent." He forced a smile, saying: "Haotian, how is your Sword Concealment Technique coming along?"

  Upon hearing this, Long Hao Tian let out a sigh and shook his head helplessly, saying: "It won't do, I'm still missing one sword technique to cultivate the Sword Storage Technique."

  In addition, even if you master the swordsmanship, you still need to integrate and transform it in order to grasp the intent of the sword. However, Young Master Fang has already mastered all the sword techniques of the Dangjian Style!

  As he spoke, Long Hao Tian's eyes lit up and he continued: "The power of that Sword Sweeping Technique is truly not to be underestimated! It can cleave through gold and stone, even the air itself was sliced apart! However..."

  Long Hao Tian's tone suddenly changed, and a hint of pride appeared on his face as he said: "That kid has only mastered the Sword Sweeping Technique, but hasn't grasped the intent behind it yet. He still can't compare to me, the great Long!"

  Mo Bei smiled and nodded in agreement without saying anything.

  "Heh heh," Long Hao Tian said as he walked over, scratching his head and laughing: "Tomorrow is the day of the Outer Disciple Grand Competition! I came specifically to inform Big Brother!"

  "Fang Luo said let me come find you, he's ready to take us to Fang's house, to listen carefully about the things that need attention in the Outer Gate Competition."

  They said these things and some small tricks are passed down by each family's old masters only to their own family's new apprentices, it's very important."

  Long Haitian finished speaking in one breath, Mo Bei lowered his head and pondered for a moment before saying: "This is good news. However... I still have something unfinished at the moment. Don't go with me, you go with Luo You to listen, if there's anything worth noting, wait until I get back and tell me."

  "What? Boss, tomorrow is the big competition, where are you going?" Long Hao Tian looked surprised.

  Mo Bei's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the gaze emanating from his pupils sparkled with a sharp glint!

  "There is still one thing left undone!"

  The two of them descended the mountain together and parted ways at the foot of the Great Desert Mountain.

  Long Hao Tian went to find Fang Luo You, to the Fang family's young master, to hear about the important matters of tomorrow's big competition.

  Mo Bei is a village of stone houses scattered across the mountains and fields, connected by wooden bridges.

  What he saw along the way was indeed very different from what he usually saw.

  The stone house outside was empty every morning and afternoon, but now there are many disciples gathered.

  These newly arrived outer sect disciples, some furrowed their brows in deep thought, others closed their eyes to meditate and enter a state of calm, while still others diligently studied the sword techniques, all wanting to make a breakthrough before the grand competition.

  The day before the Grand Comparison, all disciples of Tai Xuan Sect stopped doing tasks and began to adjust their breath, restoring their state to its peak.

  While Mo Bei was crossing the market, he found that the shops on both sides of the street were crowded with disciples, shouting loudly and buying various elixirs and materials.

  Almost all shops selling magic instruments, elixirs and materials are crowded with people, bustling with activity.

  He walked straight through the crowded market without looking around and came to the flying boat, got on it and headed for the Island of Demons.

  On the flying boat, the senior brother in charge looked at Mo Bei in surprise. On this flying boat, there was only one person, Mo Bei. All the disciples were preparing for tomorrow's sect competition!

  ……

  On the vast and endless grassland.

  The azure sky meets the prairie.

  A gentle breeze comes, on the endless grass sea, rolling up wave after wave of ripples.

  Mo Bei walked alone, his left hand grasping the leg of a five-colored divine cow, leaving behind a trail of bloodstains and a bloody aura that wafted far away with the gentle breeze.

  He drew his sword and galloped across this vast expanse of blue sky and green earth.

  Suddenly, Mo Bei stopped in his tracks, a faint smile spreading from the corner of his mouth, and a glint flashing at the corner of his eyes. He turned around, looking to his right side.

  Only to see on the horizon, a group of arrogant and domineering silver-backed mountain apes, were swaggering across the grassland, charging towards him.

  If it were in the usual times before, Mo Bei would probably not say a word and turn around to run away. But today, he stared at the vast silver-haired ape group, his eyes gazing into the distance, his body motionless, muttering to himself:

  "Hmph, after luring them for so long, that group of gluttonous Silverback Mountain Apes has finally come out."

  As he spoke, Mo Bei threw away the bloody cow leg with one hand and held up his sword with the other, swinging the scabbard back and forth.

  He slowly walked towards the group of silver langurs.

  The two sides were rapidly approaching, getting closer and closer. From a bird's-eye view, Mo Bei was like a small boat about to be swallowed up by the vast and surging tide of demonic beasts!

  Mo Bei's footsteps quickened gradually. Pacing, walking slowly, jogging, running, sprinting!

  Wherever it passes, a violent gust of wind is rolled up, striking the surrounding green grass and making it lean east and west.

  "Ding!"

  In swift motion, the green blade emerges from its scabbard!

  The sword points horizontally at the sky, its momentum overwhelming heaven!

  His eyes grew increasingly fiery, bursting with an unparalleled fierce and powerful fighting spirit!

  The two sides are getting closer and closer, a hundred zhang, fifty zhang, thirty zhang, ten zhang!

  Mo Bei's eyes narrowed, his pupils bursting with excitement, staring intently at the vast expanse of silver-haired apes that seemed to stretch on forever like a tidal wave, his breathing growing more and more rapid!

  "Hoo! Hoo!"

  "Hoo-ah!"

  That wildly arrogant Silverback Mountain Ape tribe, crazily howling, with hideous faces and sharp fangs, gaps between which flowed nauseating yellow saliva!

  Sharp words were exchanged!