In a corner not far from the arena, Dongfang Ba was sitting there quietly drinking tea with a leisurely look, seemingly not noticing the arrival of Zhang Mo and Shen Liang. The tea sloshed gently in the cup, in stark contrast to his silence.
Zhang Mo stepped forward and looked directly at Dongfang Ba like a sharp sword.
Dongfang Ba has a strange appearance and a tall and powerful figure, like a violent beast. His face was broad, his brows were raised, and his eyes shone with sharp light, giving off a fierce and arrogant aura.
His hair was spread over his shoulders, like a wild lion, adding a bit of arrogance.
Zhang Mo asked: "Did you hurt the thin monkey?"
Hearing Zhang Mo's question, Dongfang Ba looked at Zhang Mo coldly and replied lazily: "Who are you?"
Zhang Mo keenly caught a hint of chill deep in Dongfang Ba's eyes.
It was a kind of restrained murderous intent, and his eyes were like cold sharp blades, pointing directly at people's hearts, making people feel heart-stopping.
Zhang Mo instantly understood that Dongfang Ba had strong murderous intentions towards him.
The keen inspiration of 'Xuan Dan First Level' also told him, "This guy has killed a lot of people!"
This person's murderous intent is restrained, or in other words, the other person doesn't think killing is a big deal and regards human life as nothing.
Just from the other party's gaze, Zhang Mo felt a sense of oppression, which in turn aroused his anger even more.
"Asking knowingly, I am Zhang Mo."
Dongfang Ba sarcastically said: "I injured the monkey, so what? The competition on the top 100 list is all about fists and feet. His skills are not as good as others, and he deserves to be injured."
"In this case, I want to challenge you!"
Dongfang Ba sneered: "You are not qualified! I am ranked 90th on the top 100 list. You are not on the list, so what qualifications do you have to challenge me?"
"Can't we challenge it to a higher level?"
Shen Liang reminded softly from the side: "Of course it is possible to challenge by leapfrogging, but leapfrogging means a large gap in strength, which is very dangerous and can easily lead to death. You have to be responsible for your life and death."
"You are responsible for life and death?" Zhang Mo understood. The Dongfang family not only wanted to kill themselves, but also killed themselves in a reasonable and fair way.
He looked at an elder who was responsible for law enforcement next to the ring. The elder nodded lightly and said: "If you fight with a low one against a high one, there is a huge disparity in strength. You can only live and die on your own. If you are accidentally beaten to death, and I am too late, Dongfang Ba is not responsible for the rescue, so you need to think clearly."
"I understand." Zhang Mo nodded.
Dongfang Ba said with a ferocious smile: "You defeated Situ Shuai, but you were just a child playing house, disgusting the master of fighting? It's the same joke. In this arena, people may die. If you are not afraid of death, come up and make it happen for you." !”
After that, he ducked onto the ring.
On the ring, Dongfang Ba stood there, thinking of the huge reward and status that his uncle, Dongfang Xiaotian, had promised him, a proud smile appeared on his face.
He is just a side branch of the Dongfang family and is not taken seriously. This time, he completed the task, gained both fame and fortune, and gained a firm foothold in the Dongfang family.
There was a hint of cruelty in his eyes, and he held the pair of shining golden "Yilong Golden Claws" tightly in his hands. This pair of magic weapons is not only extremely sharp, but also contains powerful power, enough to crush yellow-level opponents in the ring.
Dongfang Ba knew that Zhang Mo had just been promoted to the Huang rank. Although he had some talent, in his opinion, he was far from his opponent.
For him, this battle was just an easy game, an opportunity to prove himself to the Dongfang Family.
"Zhang Mo, you are my springboard. By stepping on you, I will reach a higher position."
A contemptuous sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.
Zhang Mo's eyes flickered, and he stared at Dongfang Ba closely, feeling the strong fluctuations of his energy.
This vitality is majestic and thick, like a beast in the strong wind, which makes people feel awe.
Worthy of being a warrior, Dongfang Ba’s strength cannot be underestimated.
"Brother Shen, lend me a knife." Zhang Mo turned his head and said to Shen Liang.
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"Can I borrow a knife on site?"
Some of the people watching laughed. This man didn't even have weapons, but he still wanted to challenge Dongfang Ba. Isn't this looking for death?
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"Okay!" Shen Liang didn't hesitate at all and quickly borrowed a knife.
This is a Yanling knife, the blade is flashing with cold light, the blade is as sharp as light, and it reveals a sharp aura.
Zhang Mo took the knife and turned it over in his hand, feeling the weight and balance of the knife.
He took a deep breath and flew onto the stage.
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The breeze came slowly, and Liu Wanting landed lightly on the practice ground. Seeing Ji Xiaoyu who was concentrating on practicing, she laughed softly and said: "Xiaoyu, there is a competition today, which is very interesting. Do you want to go and see it?"
Ji Xiaoyu shook her head slightly and said in a calm tone: "Those warriors fight every day. I'm not interested in what's interesting."
"This time is different from usual." Liu Wanting's eyes flashed with a strange light, and she said with a bit of excitement, "A disciple of the Auxiliary Sect actually challenged Dongfang Ba. Think about it, a disciple of the Auxiliary Sect dares to challenge a warrior. This is Liuyun Mountain is a rare event."
Ji Xiaoyu's eyes suddenly froze, her heart seemed to be touched by something, and her voice was urgent: "Who is it? Which auxiliary sect disciple is it?"
"I heard it's a man named Zhang Mo." Before Liu Wanting could finish speaking, Ji Xiaoyu's expression changed drastically, and her voice said urgently: "Quick, let's go there quickly!"
Liu Wanting looked at Ji Xiaoyu's sudden anxious look and couldn't help but be a little surprised: "Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"
But Ji Xiaoyu no longer had the intention to answer her question. Her figure was like a gust of wind, rising into the air and flying towards the ring. Liu Wanting shook her head slightly, and then followed her.
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Dongfang Ba slowly put on the "Yilong Golden Claw". When the magic weapon "Yilong Golden Claw" was worn on his hand, it seemed to be alive, with vitality surging.
"start?"
"start!"
As soon as the words fell, the two bodies collided together like lightning, erupting with a deafening loud noise.
With a bang, Zhang Mo's figure took a step back and hit the ring floor hard, making a crunching sound and sparks flying everywhere. He held the long knife tightly, his eyes cold.
Dongfang Ba bared his teeth and rushed towards Zhang Mo with a ferocious smile. His "Shining Dragon Golden Claw" was like a demon, grabbing at Zhang Mo with lightning speed. His eyes revealed cruelty and murderous intent.
"kill!"
Zhang Mo shouted loudly, and the long sword drew a bright light like lightning, revealing all the moves in the blood sword manual. He kicked off his feet and used the force to counterattack, flying between Dongfang Ba's attacks like the wind.
Bang bang bang!
The two people's bodies were intertwined, and they exchanged dozens of moves in an instant.
Dongfang Ba roared, and clasped Zhang Mo's arms with his claws. Blood spattered. Zhang Mo's arms were scratched to pieces by Dongfang Ba, and blood splattered everywhere.
Zhang Mo did not flinch, but the fighting spirit in his eyes became stronger.
He swung his sword and dodged like the wind, skillfully dodging the "Yilong Golden Claws" that Dongfang Ba grabbed one after another.
The golden claws grazed Zhang Mo's thigh, and there was a tearing sound and another bloody mark was scratched.
"Do you think you are the only one with a killer move?" Zhang Mo sneered.
He adjusted his posture in an instant, and the long sword changed erratically. Dongfang Ba could not see the direction of the sword at all for a while.
There was a 'click' sound, and the long knife hit his waist.
This knife was so fast and accurate that no one had time to react.
This is the "cloud and smoke slash" in "Nine Swords that Split the Sky". The sword's power is light and ethereal, as unpredictable as clouds and smoke, and its power is elusive.
The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and Zhang Mo's long knife struck Dongfang Ba's waist, but it was blocked by an inner armor. That is Dongfang Ba's magic weapon - dragon scale inner armor.
However, although he was not injured, Dongfang Ba was shocked by the power of the knife and retreated repeatedly. His face instantly turned livid, and his eyes revealed an even stronger killing intent.
"I am going to kill you!"
Dongfang Ba roared angrily, his vitality exploded, and the golden claws of Yilong shone with brighter golden light. He was faster and more powerful than before.
At this moment, the aftermath of the fight between the two shocked some of the onlookers at Level 4 Huang!
Zhang Mo's explosive power is a little lower than that of his opponent, but he has deep vitality, strong body, and good defensive and blocking abilities.
Bang bang bang!
Zhang Mo struck with one strike after another, seemingly tirelessly, tearing the air, exploding the surrounding vitality, and causing Dongfang Ba to retreat continuously!
And Dongfang Ba is also extremely powerful, and the "Yinglong Golden Claw" also has its own exclusive martial arts!
'Seventy-two styles of dragon claw hand'!
Also extremely powerful.
At this moment, he was like a swimming dragon, with infinite strength. He thrust out a claw, cunning and strange, and hit Zhang Mo's left arm with a click, and the sound of broken bones could be clearly heard.
Zhang Mo didn't show any signs of weakness, and instantly kicked Dongfang Ba's arm, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere, which showed how powerful he was.
Zhang Mo took a few steps back and felt severe pain in his left arm.
However, at this moment, a touch of green suddenly appeared on Zhang Mo's left arm.
This is his innate healing energy, like the source of life, quickly nourishing his body and allowing him to recover quickly from his injuries.
Dongfang Ba smiled ferociously: "Medical skills? But will I give you time to heal?", and bullied him again!
Dragon claw hand!
His hands were clawed again, and he was grabbing at him. His vitality was being scratched, and the air was being scratched with constant explosions. After being hit once, there would be several bloody holes in his body.
Zhang Mo counterattacked with a knife, and the two fought at a very fast speed.
Boom!
Explosions came out one after another!
There was a loud bang!
The two afterimages separated. There was a bloody claw mark on Zhang Mo's chest, while Dongfang Ba's shoulder was split open with a knife. It was full of bones!
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"Is this Mo... still considered an auxiliary sect?"
someone in the crowd asked.
There were a lot of comments around him, and they were shocked by Zhang Mo's performance.
People from the auxiliary sect are not like this.
Ji Xiaoyu stood aside and stared at Zhang Mo in the field. Her hands were clenched and her face showed a nervous and worried look.
Liu Wanting looked at her doubtfully and smiled playfully: "What's wrong with you? Could it be..."
"Zhang Mo saved me, and I told him... Let's not talk about this for now, Wanting, look at Zhang Mo... can he really cope with Dongfang Ba?"
Liu Wanting nodded solemnly, "Dongfang Ba is super powerful and has ruthless methods, but Zhang Mo... he seems to be extraordinary. Look at his sword skills, which are ruthless and elegant. Each sword is just right, as if he has predicted the opponent's movements.
Moreover, his medical skills are astonishing. He can recover and fight back so quickly from such a serious injury, which is beyond the reach of anyone. "
The worry on Ji Xiaoyu's face subsided slightly, but her voice was trembling: "But I know how ruthless Dongfang Ba is, and his Golden Dragon Claw is really powerful. I...I'm really afraid of something happening to Zhang Mo."
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Dongfang Ba laughed wildly: "It's amazing! I have never met an opponent below the third level of Huang level, but you are still going to die!"
There was confidence and brutality in his voice.
