When Mo Fan arrived within the array, his opponent turned out to be a rather scholarly-looking young man.
“You were also sent by Ye Lengzhan?”
Mo Fan looked at the man and spoke calmly.
The young man did not answer directly. Instead, he smiled faintly and said, “To be honest, you are far stronger than I imagined. Your strength is definitely not that of someone at the bottom of the Earth List, so it is no surprise that the arrogant Yu He lost to you!
If I am not mistaken, the way you defeated him was through a spiritual attack, correct?
Spiritual cultivation methods are very precious in the cultivation world and extremely difficult to practise. As far as I know, even among the core disciples, only a small portion possess the sacred land’s spiritual cultivation technique!
But it does not matter. I happen to be able to counter your divine sense, so you are destined to lose at my hands!
After all, I am someone aiming for the top ten on the Earth List!”
“By the way, I forgot to tell you. My name is Wang Long, the strongest in the outer sect. I am also destined to soar like a dragon!
Although dealing with you will waste one opportunity.
It does not matter, though. There are challenge opportunities over three days, so gaining an extra batch of cultivation resources beforehand is not a bad choice!”
“Have you finished talking?”
Mo Fan dug in his ear, then sneered coldly. “You are even more long-winded than that Fei He!”
“So your outcome will not change in the slightest!”
“Seeking death!”
Wang Long’s expression immediately darkened. As the elder overhead announced the start, he waved his hand at once. A flying sword shot through the air.
The instant Wang Long made his move, his cultivation was revealed. Like Fei He, he was at early Core Formation!
Mo Fan’s eyes narrowed. He similarly sacrificed his Fire Cloud Sword and sent it blasting forward.
At the same time, he employed the same trick again. Vast divine sense surged forth like a tide, instantly enveloping Wang Long entirely.
However, surprise soon appeared on his face. Treasure light emerged from Wang Long’s body, actually preventing his divine sense from approaching!
“So you are this confident because you rely on a treasure?”
Mo Fan’s brows furrowed slightly. He found it somewhat troublesome, then flew directly towards Wang Long.
“With my flying sword pinning down your treasure and your divine sense unable to approach me, what do you have left to compete with me?”
Wang Long laughed coldly. He also flew towards Mo Fan, emanating astonishing sword intent!
In the next moment, Wang Long formed sword fingers with both hands. As his fingers moved, bursts of astonishing sword qi erupted, like transparent giant swords, twisting and slashing towards Mo Fan!
“A sword cultivator, huh…”
“Although I do not play with swords, my cultivation is higher than yours. It does not mean I cannot suppress you!”
Mo Fan snorted coldly in his heart. While constantly shifting his position to evade the attacks, spiritual power surged within his body.
In the next moment, a cyan light wheel appeared above his head. This was entirely condensed from mana!
Great Five Elements Treasure Technique!
Of course, this was not the true Great Five Elements Treasure Technique. Rather, it was a counterfeit version that Mo Fan had imitated using mana to follow the circulation path of the Great Five Elements Treasure Technique.
Over the past six months, this clone of his had not been idle. Knowing that his clone’s methods were limited, he had put in real effort during those six months. He had imitated the circulation methods of several divine abilities with mana, creating a series of counterfeit divine abilities, which could also be called secret techniques.
If it were other cultivators, it would naturally be impossible to convert demon cultivation divine abilities into secret techniques. But Mo Fan was different. His true body was a demon and possessed numerous divine abilities. He had long been thoroughly familiar with the circulation methods of various divine abilities.
Although the counterfeit divine abilities were far less powerful than the genuine ones, dealing with ordinary cultivators like Wang Long posed no problem at all!
The appearance of the cyan light wheel caused Wang Long’s brows to furrow. He did not know what technique this was from Mo Fan, but it did not matter. He had full confidence in his own sword art. With a raise of his hand, a large expanse of sword qi blasted over.
“Rotate!”
Mo Fan murmured softly. The cyan light wheel above his head spun. Immediately, flying swords entirely formed from mana swept forth in overwhelming numbers!
In the eyes of the cultivators watching from outside the array, it seemed as though both had become sword cultivators, staging a duel exclusive to sword cultivators.
However, the scene soon shifted. Mo Fan condensed a large hand from mana and slapped directly towards Wang Long!
Wang Long was not to be outdone. He similarly condensed a great sword, directly tearing apart the large hand and charging to Mo Fan’s front.
“Zheng Dao is finished. He actually let a sword cultivator close in. Does he not know that a sword cultivator’s close-combat ability is the strongest?”
“Yes, this Wang Long is indeed formidable. I never expected an outer sect disciple to erupt with such terrifying sword intent!”
“Outer sect disciple? I have heard that this fellow is the number one in the outer sect!”
“Indeed, I have long heard of this Wang Long. It is said he broke through to the Core Formation stage two years ago. It is no surprise that he can defeat Zheng Dao, this bottom-ranker!”
Outside the array, upon seeing Mo Fan forced into close quarters, the watching cultivators all shook their heads, believing the outcome was decided.
“No way!”
“Senior Brother Zheng Dao cannot possibly lose…”
Hearing the discussions from the surrounding cultivators, Lu Qianqian’s face revealed anxiety.
“Lose?”
“He will not just lose!”
At that moment, Ye Lengzhan arrived with a group of followers, his face full of arrogance.
“Ye Lengzhan, it is you!”
Seeing the newcomer, Lu Qianqian immediately understood, but soon she said gravely, “What did you just mean?”
“That kid Zheng Dao dared to snatch a woman from me and openly opposed me in front of so many people, making me lose face. Naturally, I must give him a painful lesson!
I am not afraid to tell you. I have already instructed Wang Long to entertain him properly!” Ye Lengzhan sneered coldly.
“This is the sect’s grand competition. You dare hire someone to murder him?!”
Lu Qianqian was instantly furious.
“Hire someone to murder?”
“No, no, no. Junior Sister Qianqian, how could you think of me as so cruel?”
“Naturally, I will not kill him. But if Wang Long accidentally cripples his cultivation, that would be understandable!”
The corners of Ye Lengzhan’s mouth curled up. He immediately saw Lu Qianqian’s expression change, then grinned and said, “Of course, it is not impossible to have Wang Long be careful and not cripple Zheng Dao. After all, he is already a waste!”
“Really?”
Lu Qianqian was immediately delighted.
Seeing this, a trace of sinister coldness flashed in Ye Lengzhan’s eyes, but he still said, “Naturally, it is true. But everything comes at a price!”
“If Junior Sister truly cares so much about the safety of that waste Zheng Dao, then tonight, come to my Cold War Pavilion to drink with your senior brother. How about it?
I am sure Junior Sister does not want to watch her beloved be crippled with her own eyes, right?”
Ye Lengzhan spoke faintly, instantly enraging Lu Qianqian beyond measure.
At that moment, someone beside Ye Lengzhan spoke up. “Senior Brother Ye, the challenge has ended!”
“So quickly?”
Ye Lengzhan frowned upon hearing this. Lu Qianqian also hurriedly looked towards the competition array.
However, when they turned their heads, they found it already empty!
“Wang Long won?” Ye Lengzhan asked.
“No, Wang Long lost…”
“What?!”
Ye Lengzhan was instantly furious. And at that very moment, a figure suddenly appeared beside Lu Qianqian. It was none other than Mo Fan!
“Senior Brother Zheng Dao, are you alright?”
Lu Qianqian looked at Mo Fan with worry.
“I am fine. I won!”
Mo Fan smiled faintly at Lu Qianqian, then turned to the gloomy-faced Ye Lengzhan and sneered. “Sorry to disappoint you again. If I remember correctly, each disciple can be challenged a maximum of three times in the same day!
That means my challenge quota for today is used up!”
“You…”
Ye Lengzhan glared furiously, but soon looked up at the Earth List and burst into loud laughter. “What a pitiful wretch. I do not even know what you have to be happy about!
You, this bottom-ranked waste, have already been pushed off the Earth List!
So from today onwards, you are merely an outer sect disciple. What do you have to fight me with?”
Hearing this, Mo Fan’s face showed no surprise. He then shrugged and said, “Sorry, I have never regarded you as a person, so naturally I would not see you as an opponent. However… occasionally stepping on trash feels quite refreshing!”
With that, he turned to Lu Qianqian and smiled. “Do not worry about me. I will be back soon!”
“Ah? Alright…”
Lu Qianqian nodded, watching Mo Fan with some worry. After all, he had indeed fallen off the Earth List, meaning Mo Fan had dropped out of the inner sect!
“That damned waste. Even after falling off the Earth List, he still dares to be arrogant with me!”
“I want to see just how long you can remain arrogant!”
Ye Lengzhan snorted coldly, but soon noticed his identity token at his waist emitting a burst of light. Immediately after, his entire figure vanished from the spot!
