Bloody Dragon Swordsman

Episode 92's.Deadly Thrust

"Not bad. Looks like we have some promising candidates in Limestone City this year, ”comment one of the people sitting in the VIP box.

"That person must be hiding his strength" said another person. “His strength is as strong as a Spirit Cultivating Ninth Realm warrior. It was rare for a stronger participant of the Sixth Realm to appear in the Limestone City.”

This year's tournament's participants are more than any previous tournament, and also a lot of new talent has emerged this time, "this is really very interesting"

Ye Hou lay on the ground after being sent flying by a flick of a finger. He looked around and could feel himself being looked down upon.

Ye Mo used to be a nobody, yet he had grown to be able to defeat him with just a flick of his finger.

Filled with anger, Ye Hou quickly got up and charged towards the arena. He unsheathed his sword and swung it as the five Sword Projections flickered. As his red energy seeped out, the projections merged into one great sword and descended towards Ye Mo.

Ye Mo stood on the stage without moving in the slightest as the sword struck him.

The explosion!

Ye Mo shook slightly, and the projection disappeared.

“So this Six Pillar Sword Style? It was so weak!” Ye Mo insulted.

"How is this possible!" Ye Hou roared. "How can you accept my most powerful attack without a scratch!"

Ye Hou was stunned by the fact that Ye Mo was not affected by his attack and took a few steps back. He suddenly lost his footing and fell from the seven foot wide arena.

The crowd looked at Ye Mo in admiration. They did not believe that he was withstanding an attack from a soldier who was on the same level as him without sustaining any damage. Although a soldier's defense increased as their level increased, most of the soldiers were still not strong enough to receive a full frontal attack from other soldiers of the same level.

"Is there anyone who wants to challenge me?" Ye Mo's voice sounded from the arena.

Not a single participant dared to challenge him after he showed his true strength, and he got the last place in the next round.

“Because there are no more challengers, I will announce the result!” qin Hao said. “Ye Changsheng, Ye Mo, Qin Tianmu, Leng Feng, and Leng Leng would be qualified to enter one of the Three Major Alliances. We will proceed to the final duel in no time. The first and second place for the duel will be awarded the badge of the Qingyun Alliance, the third place will be awarded the badge of the Wushuang Alliance, and the Fourth and Fifth place will be awarded the badge of the Tiandi Alliance.

“My sister and I will lose the final round,” Leng Feng announced in his arena.

Leng Feng wanted to stay with his sister, and since they had no hope of entering the Qingyun Alliance, they could only enter the Tiandi Alliance. The easiest way for them to do that is to lose first and get the last two places.

Qin Tianmu also lost the match because he wasn't sure if he could win against Ye Changsheng or Ye Mo. He was awarded the badge of the Wushuang Alliance.

With that, Ye Mo and Ye Changsheng both entered the Qingyun Alliance without any dispute.

But they still have to fight each other. That was what Ye Mo suggested. For Ye Mo, it was not a fight for glory but a fight to prove that he had become stronger than his father ever since Ye Qin defeated a second rank challenger in his time without breaking a sweat.

Ye Mo also wanted to achieve the same feat; he wanted to let Ye Kuang see the mistake he made, that Ye Kuang had expelled the best disciple the Ye Clan had ever produced.

"Ye Changsheng, let's fight!" Ye Mo shouted from his arena.

However, Yao Yue had a different opinion about them.

“Young people!” he scolded. "What to fight for when they've won the first two places?"

"But isn't this a chance to see who's stronger?"

Ye Changsheng looked at Ye Mo from his stage. The strength that Ye Mo showed when he defeated Ye Hou completely shocked Ye Changsheng, but it was not enough for Ye Changsheng to notice him.

Ye Changsheng jumped onto Ye Mo's stage as he tried to hide his smile.

"Ye Mo, you have grown stronger than I ever imagined," Ye Changsheng said. "But I am still stronger than you, and I will still lose to you on purpose because someone is waiting to kill you."

Just as Ye Changsheng finished his sentence, Ye Mo could feel the killing intent locked onto him. It was from Man Qi who was sitting far away from him.

"Lose me intentionally?" Ye Mo almost laughed. “I never thought that you could advance to the Ninth Realm in such a short amount of time. You must have someone strong to help you. Not bad, not bad at all.”

"Shut your mouth!" Ye Changsheng shouted as he took out a purple sword. The glint from the sword proved that it was not an average weapon that people could use. “Let me tell you the truth. I studied under one of the Union Heads in the Qingyun Alliance and have mastered the Spiritual Level Martial Technique. There's no way you're gonna beat me.”

"Oh really?" Ye Mo sneered.

"This is a power you will never achieve!" Ye Changsheng. “Fire Purple!”

A heat as strong as fire emerged from Ye Changsheng's body. A huge purple fireball appeared on the tip of his sword, a fireball as hot as the sun.

It was as if the sun was slowly creeping towards the earth.

However, Ye Changsheng did not use all of his strength. She was afraid that Ye Mo might not be able to hold it in.

Just as Ye Changsheng was about to unleash his attack, a Formation Destruction Spear appeared in Ye Mo's hands.

Without hesitation, Ye Mo thrust his spear forward. His thrust was normal, yet a Spear Projection emerged from him.

His projections were neither sharp nor powerful but were filled with anger and bloodlust.

Just with a normal push from Ye Mo, all the aura, heat, and power Ye Changsheng exuded disappeared in an instant, like snow melting instantly.

Trustrst was merged with the Will of the Sky Blood Spear. It was normal, but Ye Changsheng could feel the wandering souls and the demons shouting beside him.

Purple Flame cracked and broke into small coals that flew in various directions as Ye Changsheng was sent flying away.

"Ye Changsheng," Ye Mo said coldly. “Even if you use all your strength, you will never be able to withstand my attack.”