The Sacred Gate

3Just like this, if he could win, the sun would probably rise from the west.    

    

emaciated old man also laughed: "Brat, you can call for helpers, if they really start fighting, then it's too late!"    

    

Chen Mo laughed and said: "I've never fought, how do I know that I can't win? Isn't it? "    

    

"Since you want to lose, I'll grant your wish!"    

    

Sword Path and Sword Style said in unison. After saying that, all the longsword moved horizontally and their figures pulled out numerous afterimages as they pierced towards Chen Mo.    

    

The snow-white Sword Qi that was ten meters long came out first.    

    

Extremely pure elemental energy channel, open!    

    

Chen Mo's eyes turned cold and he immediately activated the Extremely pure elemental energy channel. The incomparably majestic Elemental Energy exploded from his divine sea and added itself to Chen Mo's chaos body.    

    

Chen Mo's strength had instantly risen to the sixty-sixth level of Martial King.    

    

However, no one would be able to see it from the outside.    

    

Originally, Chen Mo's fighting strength had soared from rank 51 to rank 56, from rank 51 to rank 56.    

    

Now that his strength had increased by another huge level, whether it was Chen Mo's movement technique or battle strength, he was countless times stronger than before.    

    

Chen Mo's figure spun, dodging the two longsword s who were rushing at him, and instantly moved behind the two of them. He jumped up and kicked out with both feet, and ten pieces of wuqi exercise poured out of his leg.    

    

Two shadows kicked Sword Path and Sword Style's back.    

    

This speed, was more than twice as fast as Sword Path and Sword Style's.    

    

Bang    

    

Bang    

    

Two muffled sounds rang out at almost the same time.    

    

"AHH!"    

    

"AHH!"    

    

Two cries that sounded like they were out of breath sounded out right after.    

    

Sword Path and Sword Style only felt his back being struck fiercely. Like a kite with its string cut, his body quickly dropped.    

    

Pow!    

    

Pow!    

    

Two muffled sounds.    

    

Sword Path and Sword Style smashed onto the Martial Arts Plaza below like a dead dog.    

    

Dang lang ?    

    

Dang lang ?    

    

The two snow-white sword s flew out of his hands and crashed into the ground.    

    

The two of them struggled to support their bodies, their faces flushing red.    

    

Puff ?    

    

Puff ?    

    

The two of them struggled to suppress the surging energy in their chests as they both spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood.    

    

Instantly, he was severely injured.    

    

The screen froze.    

    

The Ten Realms cultivators, the emaciated old man s, the Martial Arts Alliance s, Jiang Ruoxi and the others were all dumbfounded.    

    

In just one exchange, the incomparably powerful Sword Path and Sword Style was sent flying and smashed down with her high platform, heavily injured.    

    

This... What was going on?    

    

Jiang Ruoxi was especially shocked.    

    

The moment Sword Path and Sword Style made her move, she knew that it was unlikely that she would even be able to defeat her opponent in a one on one battle.    

    

But the two of them, were actually so fast and so simple, and they lost to Chen Mo already?    

    

Chen Mo, had he become this terrifying?    

    

How was this possible?    

    

The smile froze on the faces of emaciated old man and the rest. They were all dumbstruck, their eyes filled with shock.    

    

They thought that the Sword Path and Sword Style would easily win, but they never expected it to end like this.    

    

This is impossible... Impossible...    

    

Waves of shock rippled through their hearts. They couldn't calm down, much less accept it!    

    

"Impossible, he can't be this strong, we can't lose ?"    

    

Sword Path and Sword Style turned and looked at Chen Mo who was standing on top of the high platform with sword on his back. His eyes were filled with fear and unwillingness, a deep unwillingness.    

    

They did not admit defeat, and raised their hands together, not caring if the erysipelas was strong or weak, they all swallowed a pill and quickly recovered from their injuries. They grabbed the longsword, and flew up to fight Chen Mo again.    

    

Once again, they no longer dared to lower their guard, focusing their full attention.    

    

Seeing that the two were rushing towards him, Chen Mo tilted his body backwards and thrusted his sword upwards. The Sword Qi pierced through a female cultivator's body and he flew up, quickly kicking her on her waist.    

    

Sword Path and Sword Style wanted to dodge, but Chen Mo's speed was too fast for them to dodge.    

    

One of them was kicked by Chen Mo on the waist, smashing the high platform down.    

    

Just as she landed, Chen Mo's longsword was already lying on her Shoulder.    

    

She covered her wound, her heart shaking.    

    

Chen Mo swept his leg horizontally, and kicked fiercely at her slender waist.    

    

Bang.    

    

Her body flew up and crashed into the high platform s.    

    

Puff ?    

    

Puff ?    

    

Sword Path and Sword Style spat out blood again.    

    

Both of their faces were pale and their bodies were trembling slightly. Their eyes were filled with fear, only fear remained.    

    

They knew that they had indeed lost, and that they were unable to defeat Chen Mo.    

    

The difference between him and Chen Mo, was too big...    

    

Really, he had to admit defeat.    

    

They had indifferent expressions as tears rolled down their faces at the same time.    

    

At this moment, their hearts were dead.    

    

In the ten realms, they were the strongest among the younger generation, unmatched by anyone.    

    

However, when they reached the Nine Regions, they were beaten down by a cultivator who was one level weaker than them, leaving them with no strength to fight back.    

    

He didn't even have a chance to use his own Swordsmanship or movement skill properly.    

    

This result, they couldn't accept ?    

    

"No, this is impossible ?" "Impossible ?"    

    

emaciated old man could not help but say this as his lips slightly trembled.    

    

"This... "This is impossible ?"    

    

androgyne also stood there, his face changed greatly as he could not believe it.    

    

This disciple that they personally trained actually did not have the strength to fight back in front of this little cultivator. He lost miserably, and they could not accept this!    

    

"Fight again, eat the pill and kill him!"    

    

Alice shouted out, her eyes filled with tears.    

    

She had lost the first match just like that. This wasn't what she wanted, it wasn't ?    

    

But Sword Path and Sword Style no longer had the courage to continue fighting.    

    

They knew very well that if they went up any further, the result would be the same.    

    

The slightly fat boy, who was standing on the high platform with a sword behind his back, was too terrifying.    

    

They just shed tears in silence and didn't know what to do.    

    

"I declare that Zheng Qi Sect has... Victory! "    

    

The Martial Arts Alliance stood up, stuttering as he announced the results.    

    

He was shocked once again.    

    

Chen Pang had always been on par with Jiang Ruoxi, and was even a little weaker than him.    

    

But right now, Chen Pang's performance was just too astonishing, I am afraid even Jiang Ruoxi would not be able to win against him.    

    

How could the progress of the Chen Pang be this terrifying?    

    

androgyne's face was extremely solemn. He went forward to help Sword Path and Sword Style up and sat back down.    

    

"Don't cry anymore. Cheer up!"    

    

androgyne felt pain in his heart as tears streamed down his face.    

    

But the Sword Path and Sword Style still sat there, as the Tears continued to fall.    

    

Since young, they had not suffered a single loss.    

    

But today, they lost to a young generation who was one level lower than them. They truly could not accept this.    

    

All the glory, all the pride, all the hard work, they were all like knives cutting their hearts.    

    

"Admit it!"    

    

On top of the high platform, Chen Mo cupped his fists and put away the Colorful Jade Sword, then floated down.    

    

Wanyan Ruoxue gave Chen Mo a smile full of love. Chen Mo hugged her into his embrace, his heart filled with softness and his eyes full of love.    

    

"Good, good, good!"    2

    

"Indeed, there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the Nine Regions!"    

    

emaciated old man had no choice but to accept this result.