northernbook Chapter 123 He has already lost, why push him to the brink?
Chapter 123 He has already lost, why push him to the brink?
“Su Hengsheng of the Holy Heaven Sect, please invite Mo Yu of the Four Divine Sect and Yang Pengkun of the Blazing Sun Sect to the stage.”
"Fifth Senior Brother." Si Nansheng grabbed Mo Yu's sleeve.
"Don't worry, junior sister, I won't fight him head-on. If I can't beat him, I'll admit defeat." Mo Yu smiled at Si Nansheng.
"Yes, Fifth Senior Brother, Yang Pengkun is ruthless. You must be careful. If you have no chance of winning, just admit defeat."
Si Nansheng looked at Mo Yu intently. Mo Yu smiled at Si Nansheng, patted her head, and walked towards the dueling platform.
Yang Pengkun stood on the dueling platform, grinning menacingly at Si Nansheng, making a throat-slitting gesture with his hand over his neck.
Si Nansheng glanced at Yang Pengkun, then frowned as she looked at Mo Yu.
This time, Mo Yu did not take out the alchemy furnace directly, but instead took out his spirit sword and looked at Yang Pengkun with a serious expression.
Yang Pengkun also took out a red sword, and his fire-attribute spiritual power suddenly surged.
He didn't even give Mo Yu a chance to react; the instant the referee said "start," he rushed towards Mo Yu.
Mo Yu also used the Flowing Cloud Mystery Steps to leave the spot almost instantly, leaving Yang Pengkun empty-handed.
"It's the Flowing Cloud Mystery Step again, Sect Master Li. Do all the disciples of your Four Gods Sect know it?" Meng Kun roared as he looked at Mo Yu's figure.
“Yes, our Four Gods Sect has few disciples, so naturally we need a way to protect ourselves, right?” Li Tianhen smiled lightly.
He cursed inwardly: These little brats, they didn't even know how to hide it, everyone saw it all.
"Oh dear, Senior Brother Yang, he is Nan Sheng's fifth senior brother. Please don't be too ruthless."
Liu Xuewei stood not far from the dueling platform and shouted to Yang Pengkun, who then gave a strange smile.
It is precisely because Mo Yu is Si Nansheng's senior brother that he will not let Mo Yu go.
Si Nansheng made him lose face in front of so many people before, so he not only wants to deal with Mo Yu, but also with Si Nansheng.
With the Blood Explosion Pill he possesses, taking care of everyone wouldn't be a problem.
"Senior Brother, Yang Pengkun's aura is very strange." Si Nansheng couldn't help but tug at Ye Yanqing's sleeve.
"I also feel something's wrong. The aura emanating from him makes me feel uncomfortable all over." Wen Luoya moved her neck uncomfortably.
"There is the aura of a demonic seed within him," Ye Xiuran replied in Si Nansheng's spiritual space.
"A demonic seed?" Si Nansheng's heart skipped a beat.
Demons reside within human bodies and, over time and with increased cultivation, can transform humans into demonic cultivators who are neither human nor demon.
Even worse, they may lose their own consciousness and become vicious and brutal killing machines.
But the barrier between the demon realm and the human realm is reinforced by Li Tianhen and is very stable, so how could a demon seed appear?
Standing on high ground, Ye Xiuran naturally noticed that something was wrong with Yang Pengkun.
He even sent a telepathic message to Li Tianhen, telling him to pay close attention to Yang Pengkun's situation.
On the dueling platform, Yang Pengkun's speed increased, while Mo Yu, for some unknown reason, slowed down.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yang Pengkun slashed Mo Yu in the back with his sword.
"Pfft!" Blood splattered everywhere!
Yang Pengkun's strength was too great; this sword strike almost broke Mo Yu's ribs, causing Mo Yu to stagger back several steps in pain.
"Damn it." Mo Yu supported himself with his sword and looked up at Yang Pengkun.
"Weren't you very smug when you bullied me before? Show me how smug you can be now."
Yang Pengkun smiled smugly. Mo Yu opened his mouth to admit defeat, but Yang Pengkun did not give him the chance. His sword turned into a blur and stabbed directly at Mo Yu. Mo Yu could not dodge in time and could only use his spiritual sword to defend.
"Ding!"
With a crisp sound, Yang Pengkun's longsword not only severed Mo Yu's spirit sword, but the sword energy also struck Mo Yu's chest.
Mo Yu let out a muffled groan and flew backward.
"Hahaha..." Yang Pengkun laughed triumphantly: "Mo Yu, you think you can fight me? Don't even dream about it, you're not even worthy of carrying my shoes!"
Yang Pengkun, holding a long sword, walked towards Mo Yu, looking down at the fallen Mo Yu with an air of superiority.
Mo Yu's injuries were too severe to stand up, and he couldn't bring himself to admit defeat.
His injuries were getting worse and worse, and he was about to collapse. Yang Pengkun raised the spirit sword in his hand and thrust it towards Mo Yu's dantian.
"No!" Si Nansheng's voice trembled with fear.
Yang Pengkun glanced at Si Nansheng, his smile becoming even more sinister, his hands moving without pausing for a moment.
Just as his sword was about to pierce Mo Yu's dantian, a barrier blocked his attack.
"He has already lost, why push him to the brink?" Li Tianhen's cold voice rang out, and Yang Pengkun turned to look at him.
Yang Pengkun looked at him with disdain and put away his spirit sword.
He knew that his strength was simply insufficient to break through the barrier set up by Li Tianhen.
However, Mo Yu had been severely injured by him, and it would take a while for him to recover.
Ye Yanqing and Mo Lie rushed onto the dueling platform and carried Mo Yu down.
Li Tianhen also rushed over and first fed Mo Yu, who had lost consciousness, a pill.
"Master, is there any way to put me in the same group as Yang Pengkun?" Si Nansheng asked quietly, looking at Mo Yu, whose face was pale.
"Junior sister, don't do anything rash. There's something wrong with that Yang Pengkun. You won't get the better of him if you go up against him."
Ye Yanqing hurriedly grabbed Si Nansheng. Mo Yu was already in such a state; they couldn't let Si Nansheng get hurt too.
"Senior Brother, believe me." Si Nansheng looked up at Ye Yanqing, whose lips moved slightly as he looked at his master.
"I'll think of a way. Be careful, and if you can't beat them, don't fight them head-on." Li Tianhen looked at Si Nansheng, who nodded obediently.
"I'll take him back first. You all have a good sparring match." Li Tianhen picked up Mo Yu, gave his disciples some instructions, and then left with Mo Yu.
Si Nansheng looked at Yang Pengkun, who was beaming with pride on the stage, and smiled.
Yang Pengkun had originally intended to let him live a little longer, but since he was so eager to die, she would naturally grant his wish.
"Please invite Ye Yanqing of the Four Gods Sect and Chu Xueyin of the Xuanbing Palace to the stage." The referee spoke only after Yang Pengkun left.
Ye Yanqing rubbed Si Nansheng's head and walked onto the dueling platform.
Perhaps because Mo Yu was seriously injured, Ye Yanqing showed no mercy on the dueling stage.
Although Chu Xueyin is very strong, Ye Yanqing's expertise in talismans and formations is also among the best of the direct disciples.
The combination of various formations prevented Chu Xueyin from unleashing her true strength, leaving her no choice but to admit defeat.
Shen Jingyuan's opponent was Liu Xuewei. There was no need for Shen Jingyuan to fight. He simply followed Wen Luoya's example and admitted defeat, giving the opportunity to Liu Xuewei.
Many people praised the friendship among the disciples of the Holy Heaven Sect, and Liu Xuewei nestled affectionately in Shen Jingyuan's arms to thank him.
At the same time, they didn't forget to look at Si Nansheng provocatively and show off. As a result, Si Nansheng just crossed his arms and looked at them as if he was watching a show.
"Nan Sheng, it's your turn to compete next. Good luck!" Liu Xuewei said with a smile to Si Nan Sheng.
"Okay, I'll definitely do my best." Si Nansheng returned her a bright smile.
Of course she'd do her best; she was really looking forward to the upcoming match. Wouldn't it be less exciting if she lost?