THE LEGEND OF GENIUS THROUGHOUT THE REALM

Mo Wei's

Hearing a voice that was very and very familiar to him, Ning'er immediately stopped and stopped his intention to jump down.

He frowned and immediately turned around to see if the person who called him was the same person in his mind at the moment.

When Ning'er turned her body around she raised her eyebrows for not being able to see who the figure in front of her was.

This figure covered his face well inside the black robe he was wearing.

Ning'er raised his sword and pointed it towards the black-robed figure without opening his sword sheath.

"Who are you?..." Such a cold voice sounded from Ning'er's soft mouth.

The black-robed figure faintly smiled within his robe, he raised his hand and started to unscrew the hood of his robe.

"Have you forgotten this young master, Xie Ningxiang?..." He said when the hood of his robe was opened.

"You..." Ning'er clasped his sword tighter as it held back the anger after finding out who the figure inside the black robe was.

"That is saint!..." Shouted one of the blood sect disciples.

"It turns out senior Mo Wei is hiding amongst us. Our blood sect won't end in defeat!..."

The few faces on the blood sect party were immediately excited when they saw the mysterious figure was Mo Wei.

They seemed to have regained hope of returning to the sect with victory.

"Mo Wei, why are you here?..." Ning'er asked coldly.

Mo Wei smiled hearing this question. "Isn't it clear? I thought I would meet Tian Lei in the Ancient Ruins world and would kill him there. But he didn't show up there at all. So, I had to do it here. And since he hasn't shown up yet, let you cheer me up..." Her speech.

Ning'er increasingly looked at Mo Wei with coldness and an aura of hatred. "By pleasure..." Her speech.

Mo Wei smiled then looked at the half-conscious Lu Zhun and kicked him towards the blood sect disciples.

"Turn this garbage properly..." He said coldly and the blood sect disciples immediately nodded in fear.

Mo Wei looked back at Ning'er. "Well, can we start now?..."

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"So this is what you mean as the last participant, patriarch Mo?..." Zui Zhang Li.

Mo Yun nodded. "Yep, and I'm sure no one will be able to defeat him among your students..." He said confidently and Zui Zhang Li responded seriously.

Zui Zhang Li looked at Ning'er with a serious look before he said. "My disciple, can you face it, please don't push yourself..."

Ning'er immediately turned his head and saluted his teacher. "Teacher, this disciple sure can defeat him. Ask the teacher to trust the student..." Her speech.

Zui Zhang Li sighed and nodded forcefully. "Alright, since you have been convinced of your own decision, then do it..." Her speech.

"Thank you teacher..." Said Ning'er and looked back at Mo Wei.

Ning'er quickly took off her sword sheath and pointed it back towards Mo Wei.

"A few years ago you always lost to me and now nothing will change..." Say it with certainty.

The wuzz!!

Spiritual energy accompanied by a cold aura shot out from Ning'er's body, from this aura it could be known that Ning'er had reached the 9-star Immortal.

Many figures were surprised by this, they had assumed that Ning'er's cultivation must have been very high.

But, they did not expect that Ning'er's cultivation would be this high even nearly surpassing that of the elder disciple in the blue dragon sect.

And in a span of less than four months, Ning'er had passed through many levels?

What kind of crazy speed is this?

It doesn't make any sense!

The expression on Zui Zhang Li's face. "The two couples are really monsters. It seems that the blue dragon sect will not end up in my era alone..." He said with pleasure.

Mo Wei smiled and displayed an excited face when feeling Ning'er's cultivation. "Oh? You're so sure about that? Just because the 9-star Immortal is yours? Then, all right!..."

Bloody spiritual energy began to envelop Mo Wei's body, even the surrounding layers of air seemed to be an aura of death.

The wuz!!!

Mo Wei vaporized an extremely terrifying spiritual energy from within his body and the many disciples that were under the Dragon and Phoenix Stage were immediately depressed.

Everyone could feel the strength of Mo Wei had actually surpassed ordinary disciples in the region of the ancient ruins.

"It's..."

"Xiantian 1 star?!..."

Everyone was surprised by this even the few who were stunned after sensing Mo Wei's cultivation realm had actually reached Xiantian.

As almost all parties dissolved into his shock, the disciples of the blue dragon sect looked depressed at Mo Wei's cultivation realm.

The previous one was a 3-star Immortal, and it was natural for Ning'er to win in a single strike because he was a 9-star Immortal.

But now?

The enemy was a 1-star Xiantian, to most cultivators, the 9-star Immortal distance with Xiantian was enormous.

Amidst the crowd of desperate-looking disciples, Xiang Shen Yi looked surprised as well, barely even believing the thing he was seeing at the moment.

First Tian Lei, then Ning'er, and now their acquaintance. How great was this talent from the Yan empire?

"Will every younger generation in the Yan empire be like this?..." He still doesn't believe.

Above the arena, Ning'er narrowed her eyes as she stared at the bloody air around Mo Wei.

"This person has truly become a demon. I can vaguely feel it, like there are many lives being sacrificed in its aura..." Ning'er muttered softly with a sense of caution when feeling the cold as she stared at the deadly aura.

"Xie Ningxiang, let me try the power of the number one talent in Dragon Tiger city..."

"You're saying that I always lose to you and will always lose? I'll make sure to get out of that circle and beat you for the first one..." Mo Wei said as she locked her eyes that had turned red on Ning'er, meanwhile the corner of her lips gave off a bloodthirsty smile.

Ning'er increasingly clasped his sword tightly and a blue light began to emerge from the sword in his hand.

"Mo Wei, in these few years, other than your cultivation there was only one who changed from you. As a man, how do you talk too much?..." He spoke coldly as the sword aura for the second time shot out.

When the sword aura stronger than before started flocking out, Ning'er's eyes began to turn blue as well as her hair surrounded by an overwhelming cold aura.

What changed was not just these two aspects, even an ice crown had formed and floated above his front hair.

The sword aura he exuded also began to fuse with the cold aura from his body until it finally formed thousands of sword aura that collaborated with the cold aura.

Mo Wei smiled when he saw this scene. "Well, it's time to see how the power of a mesh*g is like you..." He said and a blood energy began to solidify.

This compaction of blood energy then produced an unbelievably terrifying spear.

This was a medium-grade Holy-level weapon, the Slaughter Blood Spear.