Bloody Dragon Swordsman

Episode 91's. Fifth Place

"Not bad!" someone shouted from the crowd. "I'll take my place there too!"

A shadow leaped into the air and shot towards the second arena. As he landed gently, he took out his sword from the sheath on his back.

It was the young master of the Qin clan, Qin Tianmu.

Ye Mo also jumped into the magic circle and into the next arena like the other two. However the way he made his appearance was somewhat less impressive than the previous two warriors.

Just as Ye Mo jumped into the arena, Man Qi looked at him from a distance with a ferocious expression on his face.

"Today will be the day that you will take your last breath!" Man Qi growled.

In just a few seconds, three warriors had captured three arenas. Before the crowd could even react, two more shadows leaped straight at the remaining two.

“What is it!”

The crowd was stunned by the last two soldiers. They were Leng's brothers. Both Ye Changsheng and Qin Tianmu, even Ye Mo, had the ability to jump into the arena first, but Leng Feng and Leng Leng were just ordinary warriors.

“Where is the genius of the Xiao clan. Where's Xiao Yue?”

"Maybe he tried to give them a surprise?"

The crowd started talking about the situation.

"Now that all five arenas have been occupied, anyone who wants to challenge him can continue," Qin Hao said.

Just as Qin Hao finished his announcement, the five warriors jumped into all the arenas.

Ye Mo looked at the challenger standing in front of him. It was one of the disciples of the Fourth Realm of Spirit Cultivation from the Ye clan, someone that Ye Mo could defeat without relying on Dragon Energy.

The two people sitting in the VIP box laughed. It was clear that Ye Mo would be the easiest target since he was the weakest among the five people who jumped into the arena first.

The disciples of the Ye Clan had plans from the very beginning. They had to jump into Ye Mo's arena one by one and challenge him until he was exhausted.

Standing in the arena Ye Changsheng was one of the disciples of the small Clan while Qin Tianmu was challenged by one of the disciples of the Xiao Clan. Standing opposite Leng Leng and Leng Feng were disciples of the Qin Clan.

Even if these disciples were weak, they were still strong enough to waste some of their opponent's energy.

The disciple standing opposite Ye Mo knew who he was because they were from the same clan. He did not say anything as he thrust his Mortals-class sword towards Ye Mo. Several Sword Projections descended on Ye Mo's head.

Ye Mo crossed his arms and kicked towards the projection. The projection is dispelled by the wind generated from the kick. The fire-red energy from his fingertips was sword-shaped, and he attacked the opponent's sword with his. As soon as the sword collided, Ye Mo opened his palm and awakened the Phantom Serpent Palm, wrapping his hand around the sword like a snake.

"Come with you!" Ye Mo shouted as he pulled his opponent towards him and kicked his stomach, making him fly down the arena.

Ye Mo deliberately used the Ghost Snake Palm of the Ye clan to humiliate them through his battle experience.

"One win for Ye Mo!" Qin Hao announced.

The disciple sent flying by Ye Mo glared at Ye Mo and disappeared among the crowd.

"My Turn!" a disciple shouted as he jumped into Ye Mo's arena. He was a disciple of one of the smaller clans. Ye Mo hid his true strength and defeated this disciple through ordinary martial techniques.

After each of them had defeated two opponents, not a single disciple was willing to challenge them any further, making Ye Mo the only target for the remaining participants.

Another participant jumped into Ye Mo's arena and announced his name. “Yang Kun! Fifth Realm Cultivation Spirit! ”

Yang Kun was the same as Ye Mo in terms of level, but Ye Mo had more experience than his opponent as he fought against Spirit Cultivating Ninth Realm warriors and even Half-Energy Shaping Realm warriors.

After exchanging a few blows, the crowd noticed that Yang Kun lost every exchange. In just a few moves, Yang Kun was kicked out of the arena.

“Three victories for Ye Mo! Ye Changsheng, Qin Tianmu, Leng Feng, and Leng Leng will advance to the next round, ”Qin Hao announced.

Ye Changsheng had reached the Ninth Realm while Qin Tianmu was the Seventh Realm. With the help of Ye Mo Energy Seed, Leng Feng and Leng Leng had also reached the Seventh Realm. All of them advanced to the next round with their absolute strength over the other participants.

In contrast to them, Ye Mo had to continue facing his challenger as the participants were filled with Fifth Realm disciples.

"Is he just acting or what?" one of the Qingyun Alliance disciples asked curiously. "He was able to send Ma Xuanyi flying with a single kick, but now he was like a normal Fifth Realm warrior!"

Even brother Leng was dumbfounded. They had seen Ye Mo's true strength firsthand and knew that he could defeat a Seventh Realm warrior with just a single move.

Participants continued to jump into Ye Mo's arena as he struggled to defeat them one by one.

After defeating a dozen participants, Ye Mo began to pant.

Ye Mo had his own intention of not using Dragon Energy. He tried to gain as much battle experience as possible, yet what he noticed was that his Five Element Energy cultivation was weak, even weaker than a Low Level Spiritual Level cultivation Method.

Ye Hou stood to the side when he saw Ye Mo was already out of breath, so jump into the arena.

"Ha! Do you think you can survive in the Qingyun Alliance like this?” Ye Hou grinned, full of confidence that he would win. “It looks like everything people say about you is fake! Didn't you say that you can defeat me with just a snap of your finger?”

Ye Hou was convinced that Ye Mo was spent from the previous battle because it was difficult to fake one's breathing. He was confident that he could defeat Ye Mo in his tired state.

Ye Mo had already sufficiently hidden his true strength. He willed 60 Dragon Energy into his five Mortals Gate as his strength increased rapidly in the span of a few seconds.

As the energy around Ye Mo began to tremble, cracks began to form in the arena.

It was as if a trapped lion had finally been released into the wild. The crowd looked at Ye Mo and his powerful energy with open mouths. The power they could feel from him was as strong as a Ninth Realm Spirit Cultivating warrior.

“What is it!” Ye Hou staggered. “Have you hidden your true strength? Or did you find a way to temporarily increase your strength?

“I told you yesterday, didn't I? Our gap will only get bigger! ” says Ye Mo. “You were the one responsible for Uncle Fu's death. I'll teach you how scary someone looking for revenge is!”

Ye Mo disappeared from in front of Ye Hou and reappeared behind him. Ye Hou's eyes widened in admiration as he turned around, unable to say a word.

Before Ye Hou could even turn around, Ye Mo flicked his finger and landed a punch on Ye Hou's back.

Bang out!

Ye Hou felt like he was being launched by a cannonball, and his body was thrown into the air.