Chapter 97: One Move is Enough to Kill You!

  The sickly and weak Ji looked at Mo Bei with a cold gaze, then turned around under the support of her family members, leaving in a majestic manner as if she was a queen.

  "Hmph, but it's just the result of the Ji family wasting countless precious resources to cultivate her. Relying on her own cultivation, she's arrogant and domineering, and even dares to call herself one of the four great geniuses."

  Long Hao Tian's mouth was venomous, staring at that girl's back with a strong sense of hostility, cursing: "This kid is too arrogant!"

  Long Haitian clenched his fists and said indignantly, "Dare to challenge my boss? Hmph! Boss, you must let him know tomorrow why the flowers are especially red!"

  Vertical sun, clear morning.

  The grand stone platform was empty, with only sixteen disciples left, each with a very serious expression.

  Everyone in their hearts is very clear about the importance of today's match!

  Fang Luo Yu gazed at the disciples who were either in groups of three or five, clearly divided by their factions, and said to Mo Bei, "It seems that everyone has come prepared today."

  Mo Beishen nodded in agreement, saying: "Today's match is extremely important. If we win one more game, we can enter the top ten and receive a reward! We can also enter the sect's blessed land for cultivation."

  Long Haitian sneered, saying carelessly: "What's there to worry about? Come one, kill one; come two, kill two. I don't believe anyone can stop our pace!"

  "Hmph, and there's Ji Wubing." Long Haitian pointed to Ji Wubing, who was standing in the crowd, looking rather out of place, fanning himself with a folding fan, his chin held high, with an air of arrogance. Long Haitian felt a strong sense of displeasure in his heart and said resentfully, "Boss, today we must teach him a good lesson!"

  "Isn't that kid one of the Four Great Talents? Now that he's met my big brother, he'd better step aside!"

  At the time when Long Hao Tian pointed at Ji Wu Bing, Ji Wu Bing also looked over at the same time.

  "Hmph." Ji Wubing's mouth curled up, her chin raised a few degrees, and her eyebrows showed a hint of disdain. Her eyes gleamed with a cold light, flickering between bright and dark, staring straight at Mo Bei. Her lips moved as if she had said something, but there was no sound.

  But as soon as he saw the shape of her mouth and lips, Long Hao Tian's face instantly turned red with rage, his eyes flashing with anger, his fists clenched, and the veins on his neck bulged out.

  "What a arrogant and domineering guy!" Fang Luoyou also saw what Ji Wubing was saying, his expression gradually turned unpleasant, and he narrowed his eyes.

  At this time, Shuǐ Yuè Pó Po struck the ground with her staff, and the earth suddenly rumbled loudly.

  Everyone immediately shut their mouths and looked at Shuǐ Yuè Pó Po.

  "Starting from the top 16, the competition rules will change. It will be divided into a winner's group and a loser's group. The winner's group will have one match to determine the winner, and the loser will be assigned to the loser's group to compete for 9th and 10th place."

  The Water Moon Granny raised her head and waved her hand, and the stone pattern on the ground behind her suddenly rose up with a burst of light curtains, transforming into an arena.

  "The first match, Mo Bei, versus, Ji Wubing!"

  Mo Bei and Ji Wu Bing suddenly walked out of the crowd, sat down separately, and entered a state of meditation.

  In the midst of the illusory arena, streams of light flowed and transformed into shapes, coalescing into the figures of Mo Bei and Ji Wu Bing.

  All the disciples immediately swarmed around the Fantastical Realm Arena, looking inside and discussing it in an uproar.

  Chen Jiuzhou clasped his hands together, nodding repeatedly: "Tsk tsk, I didn't expect today's first battle to be so thrilling. It was actually that Blood Devil, fighting against one of the Four Great Geniuses, Ji Wubing."

  Sun Zhongyan smiled and said: "Yes, yes, one is a new star among the grassroots disciples. One of the four great geniuses, I don't know who will die this time."

  Wang Lie was furious and disdainfully said, "A new star among the common people? What a joke! That Blood Demon is nothing but someone who has killed a few more ordinary people. There are countless outer sect disciples who are stronger than him!"

  Ye Qingfeng stood with his sword, a layer of frost on his face, his icy gaze slowly sweeping the stage before losing interest, as if nothing could concern him.

  Ji Wu looked at the scene on the stage with a complex expression, lightly biting her lower lip, and her eyes kept flashing.

  On the stage of martial arts competition.

  The girl's lips curled up, revealing a row of pearly white teeth, her cold eyes constantly sizing up Mo Bei, with a string of mocking laughter.

  "Ahah, you little brat, you've finally fallen into my hands!"

  "Today, I'll let you know, there are some people who cannot be offended!"

  Upon hearing this, Mo Bei didn't respond, only shaking his head with a calm expression, completely ignoring his words. He slowly raised his arm, lifted one finger, and waved it in front of Ji Wubing.

  "Huh? What does it mean?"

  Ji Wubing and everyone below the stage were stunned by Mo Beina's inexplicable actions, looking at him in confusion.

  Mo Bei opened his mouth, and with a calm smile said: "One move, kill you, only need one move."

  As soon as this was said, everyone present erupted into a commotion.

  "What?!"

  "That Blood Demon is really too arrogant! He's speaking wildly!"

  Although Fang Luo was also slightly changed in expression, he secretly thought: "Mo Bei's strength has indeed increased, but this time, isn't what he said a bit too much?"

  One move!

  That grassroots disciple, who should have been unknown, actually opened his mouth and killed one of the four great geniuses, Ji Wubing, with just one move!

  Only Long Hao Tian had eyes that shone with an dazzling light, his face filled with excitement, and his gaze at Mo Bei was full of frenzy and worship.

  The princess's complexion changed from pale to purple, from purple to black, and then turned red like a pig's liver.

  His eyes were about to split, and his eyeballs almost bulged out. The blue veins that burst out from his neck and forehead could clearly reveal the anger in Ji Wubing's heart at this moment.

  "Good, good, good!" Ji Wubing's anger turned to laughter, the laughter filled with raging fire, swept over, almost burning Mo Bei into ashes!

  "I'd like to see how you're going to kill me with one move!"

  The words have fallen.

  The princess, without any illness, was like a sharp arrow, bursting out suddenly, rolling up the crazy wind, madly howling, turning into streams of air, spiraling and spinning incessantly.

  "I'll kill you!!" Ji Wubing's furious roar was distorted with rage, his entire face twisted in a grotesque grimace.

  His hand grasped the sword hilt, and in an instant, it was drawn out of its scabbard, transforming into a sharp blade that stabbed fiercely towards Mo Bei!

  At this moment!

  In Mo Bei's eyes, a cold glint suddenly burst out, like a sharp knife, piercing into Ji Wu Bing's heart.

  Stocks surged with fierce momentum, soaring sharply!

  As he drew his sword, the fierce sword momentum was like a mighty wave crashing down from the sky, bursting forth with the ferocity of a raging beast, and in an instant, it had already reached its peak!

  "What?!"

  The girl's anger suddenly turned into astonishment, and her wide eyes, which were about to pop out, were instantly filled with terror.

  "Good, good powerful sword momentum!"

  The princess felt as if she were a small boat being tossed about by the turbulent waves, and that the fierce swordsmanship was about to capsize her at any moment!

  At this moment, he felt as if he had just discovered a small white rabbit and was eager to pounce on it, wanting to destroy his prey.

  Just as he was about to catch the little white rabbit, the little white rabbit transformed into a powerful ancient beast that he couldn't resist!

  "Ah!" In her fright, Ji Wubing was only able to let out a single cry of alarm.

  Bang!

  One sword out, cut through the void!

  That dazzling sword energy seemed as if it was going to cleave the entire universe in two!

  Everyone only felt a flash before their eyes, and the figure of Ji without illness was completely engulfed by the dazzling sword energy, overwhelmed!

  The next moment, everyone subconsciously closed their eyes, and tears streamed down from them.

  The entire stone stage was silent, with no sound of crows or sparrows, a complete stillness.

  After a long time, Mo Bei slowly sheathed his sword, and the blade returned to its scabbard.

  The majestic sword momentum has dissipated, but the shock and awe left in people's hearts lingered for a long time.

  The crowd came back to their senses from being petrified and stared incredulously at the lone figure left on the stage, Mo Bei.

  Chen Jiuzhou swallowed hard, his eyes wide with fear, and he couldn't utter a word for half a minute.

  Just now that Wang Lie who was mocking Mo Bei had his mouth wide open, his chin almost dislocated, staring at Mo Bei with a shocked face.

  At this moment, Mo Bei in the arena suddenly turned his head, his eyes fell on him, and their eyes met.

  Mo Bei's calm and serene eyes, at this moment in Wang Lie's eyes, seemed like a ferocious ancient beast staring at him. He was so frightened that he immediately withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and trembled with fear.

  Everyone's face was filled with shock, and they all had the same question in their minds.

  What just happened?

  They only saw Ji Wubing rushing out and was about to kill Mo Bei.

  A dazzling white light burst forth from the arena, and then nothing could be seen again.

  When they opened their eyes, the arena was empty, with no sign of Ji or Bing. Only bloodstains were left, scattered and splattered everywhere, covering the entire arena.

  Too fast.

  Mo Bei's sword was really too fast.

  It happened so quickly that nobody saw it clearly.

  For a moment, no one dared to look directly at Mo Bei again. They all lowered their heads, looking around nervously, hiding the fear and panic in their hearts.

  "Boss, boss won! Haha! Ji Wubing that trash was killed by my boss with one sword!" Long Haitian reacted first.

  "I'll kill you if I say so, no matter how great your skills are, you can't escape this one sword of mine!"

  Long Haitian's face was flushed with excitement, unable to contain himself, his every gesture and movement exuded pride, as if saying: "Have you seen? This is my boss!"

  Fang Luo's face showed surprise, and the turmoil in his heart took a long time to calm down.

  "Good, good! This sword explosion technique, whether it's speed or power, he has brought it to the extreme!"

  "Even if my comprehension has become strong enough, the Sword Sweeping Technique still can't be executed with the same power as his."

  "How did he do it?"

  Fang Luo Yu gazed up at Mo Bei on the stage, who seemed like a god of slaughter, with complex emotions and for the first time felt a hint of defeat in his heart.