Chapter Seventy-Four: Rotten

  Just as Zhan Ye was about to give up on the attack, his body shook violently, and after a moment of shock, he felt a thrill in his heart. His body hastily retreated, but at this time, Mo Tian suddenly sprang into action, his body still unstable, transforming into a black shadow that charged towards Zhan Ye.

  The retreating warrior felt the power emanating from Mo Tian's body, and noticed the exceptionally dazzling blood veins amidst the silver-white light. He took a deep breath, and his fists thundered towards the approaching Mo Tian without hesitation.

  "Boom!!" A loud crash, the war field's double fists slammed into the right shoulder of the Barbarian Heaven, but it was as if they had hit a mysterious stone. Before the war field could react, the Barbarian Heaven launched a fierce counterattack!

  The surging power was like being hit by the ancient mountains, and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the battlefield. The body flew backwards, but at this moment, the barbarian sky stepped into the air, his arms spread wide, like an eagle striking the vast sky, and in an instant, he withdrew and transformed into two wild horses galloping across the chest of the battlefield.

  The dragon-shaped slash and "Tongbi" were perfectly combined by Mo Tian at this time, instantly suppressing the battlefield!!

  Heavily fell to the ground, his chest was already bloody and bruised, his face was deathly pale. He propped himself up with one hand, looking at the brutal sky that was radiating a silver-white glow all over its body. In his frightened gaze, there was still a hint of excitement and agitation!

  "ROAR!!" The fierce and low roar continued, strange visions flashed through his mind, a series of ancient battle techniques emerged in his brain, making him stand still to digest the extra things in his mind, without taking advantage of the victory to pursue!

  "This is the Ancestor Ape! The true Ancestor Ape!" Zhan Ye crawled up, took out a dan medicine and threw it into his mouth, his body swayed again, and he approached Mo Tian with a speed as fast as lightning.

  "Is it because of the success that brought out the power of inheritance?" The old man muttered to himself, his face showing a solemn expression.

  "What's going on? This savage sky has been beaten to the point of being unable to fight back, yet how can it still burst out with such power?"

  "Can the battles between Sanpin and Sipin also collide with such sparks?"

  "What kind of blood is flowing through this child's body? Those bursting patterns all over his body have actually turned into... a monkey?"

  Many disciples stared at Man Tian with their eyes wide open, extremely shocked. Today's battle was beyond their expectations. The texture of the battlefield covered his entire body, and at this moment, the texture scattered by Man Tian strangely formed a shadowy figure. This shadow was like a monkey, extremely strange and mysterious!

  "I didn't expect that my Xiaoguzong would still have descendants of the clan! " Xiaoguzong's master, Kuang Feng, stared at the stage with a pair of tiger eyes, excitedly saying to Man Tian and Zhan Ye.

  "I wonder if this resurgence of the clan will be like before, a fleeting appearance!" Li Feng's eyes widened in excitement as he stared at Man Tian. Luo Lao gazed at Man Tian, his expression flashing with contemplation, but soon relaxed, and he muttered: "Perhaps, this kid can break the curse that prevents our clan from rising again."

  It's true!! The clan being unable to rise has almost become a law of the Southern Barbarians!

  From ancient times to the present, countless brilliant younger generations of the clan have emerged one after another, but they all rise and fall like fleeting flowers! As a result, for so many years, the clan has been unable to rise again, and it is widely accepted as an unbreakable law that the Southern Barbarians will never revive! As for whether there are any reasons behind this, many people have tried to guess, but no one can come up with an accurate answer!! Some people even secretly refer to this law as a curse.

  The Curse of the Clan!

  "Clan!!" The red dragon's scalp exploded, he felt the pressure! He didn't expect that Man Tian was a junior of his clan! His eyes flickered with hesitation, and then his gaze narrowed, thinking: "A feud has been formed, and with Man Tian's current strength, he can't do anything to me yet. But who knows what will happen in the future?" The red dragon was arrogant, but not to the point of being reckless!

  The clan, a general term for the strongest ethnic group under the starry sky in the past, and not the southern barbarians.

  Although the clan has declined, its prestige still runs deep in people's hearts.

  "He's going to die!!" The red dragon muttered to himself, his fists clenched involuntarily.

  "Boom!!" Standing still on the spot, Mo Tian endured the frenzied attack of the battlefield. His body retreated repeatedly, his flesh and blood already blurred with his body, but Mo Tian sank deeper into it!

  Realizing that his attack couldn't cause any substantial harm to Mo Tian, Zhan Ye's heart was unwilling to accept it. He let out a low growl and said: "You are the Ancestral Ape! But I am a member of the Barbarian tribe! I don't believe you can withstand my Wild Power!"

  "Barbaric Giant Fist!!" Along with a loud roar on the battlefield, his body suddenly took a step back, and the texture on his skin instantly gathered in his right hand. The surging power was like a stormy wave crashing against space, making a deafening sound, causing the space to hum, and with one punch, it seemed as if he wanted to shatter the sky, and the force of that one punch shocked all the disciples!

  This fist came like a thunderbolt, the barbarian Tian who was immersed in the power of inheritance contained in the absorption of blood source, just as this fist was about to hit his chest, suddenly lifted up his right foot and trampled the arena with a loud noise!

  "Boom!!" The loud noise exploded, the entire arena was like a wave violently heaving, Zhan Ye's heart skipped a beat, that fist which was about to touch the sky suddenly twisted, and his body had no choice but to jump into the air.

  Zhan Ye had just leapt into the air, half a zhang high, when he heard the thick and hoarse voice beside his ear: "Rotten"

  These two words "rotten" were like a thunderclap on a clear day, causing War Field's face to suddenly turn pale with fear. His strong body trembled violently as he quickly pulled out a shield to protect his chest. This bizarre scene left everyone stunned and speechless. Now, the upper hand was held by War Field, not Brutal Sky! Why did War Field tremble? Why did he go back on his word and use the Brutal Instrument?

  "...war" words had not been finished, the shield burst, chest splashing out blood and flesh, the strongest power directly blasted him flying, colliding on the stone steps behind, instantly, shattered stones splashed everywhere, the high-ranking officials of Xiaoguzong who were sitting on the stone steps were all shocked! And those Xiaoguzong disciples were all stunned like wooden chickens, their bodies trembling with shock.

  In their minds, there was only the scene of the battlefield when the sky was filled with the sound of war drums. In a daze, they saw that the "monkey" formed by the bursting patterns on Mo Tian's body had actually moved, and its movements were exactly the same as Mo Tian's!!!

  "This...!" Everyone was unbelievable! They didn't dare to believe the fact they saw, how could the texture move? Why did it make exactly the same movement as the Barbarian Heaven?!

  At the moment when everyone was shocked, Zhan Ye fell from the stone steps, coughing dryly several times and spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood. Looking at his chest which was covered in blood, he took out an elixir pill and swallowed it. His eyes were filled with fear as he gazed at Man Tian, his hoarse voice trembling: "I've lost!" The hoarse voice carried a hint of tremble, the gaze fixed on Man Tian contained deep-seated fear.

  Perhaps in the entire Xiao Gu Zong, except for Zhan Ye, no one knows what decay means, including Man Tian.

  "Rotten, I didn't think it would actually bring out 'rotten'! Perhaps this is the true meaning of my emergence!" Warfield muttered to himself, then looked ahead at the closed-eyed Mo Tian on the stage and said: "Mo Tian, joining Guzong is your path! But my path is not in Guzong. One day, we will meet again!" After finishing speaking, he slowly walked forward, and finally left the square along the main road.

  Everyone is stunned, is this giving up? Giving up on competing for a spot?

  No!

  Perhaps this quota is nothing for Warfield, as he said! His goal is only one, to fight against the Barbarian Heaven!

  The barbaric sky is unaware that the battlefield has already left! The body stands on the stage, but the mind sinks into another space.

  In this space, he saw a huge figure!

  P.S: I'm feeling a bit unwell today, can't make it to 12 o'clock, so I'll update early and let everyone sleep earlier. In the future, updates will be made at an earlier time, not this late again.