Shi Yi was greatly alarmed, but still unwilling to give up, he slammed the treasure cauldron again.
The buzzing sound continued, and streams of spiral red mist were spewed out, striking Mo Qi in the air. Some of the spiral red mist aimed at the edges of the white light, attempting to disintegrate the white light mass from the periphery.
Just as the treasure cauldron was about to be overwhelmed, a rumbling sound echoed, light and energy flickered, and spiritual energy shattered. The spiral red mist, from the edges of the white light, disintegrated the white light mass layer by layer.
The white light mass, from outside to inside, gradually dissipated layer by layer.
Shi Yi, gripping the treasure cauldron, seized the opportunity to retreat rapidly.
Mo Qi chuckled, "Not entirely foolish!"
He raised his hand again, and more white light spontaneously generated. The surrounding space vibrated intensely, as if it were about to spin and turn upside down. Da Feng Novel Network
Shi Yi was forced to slam the treasure cauldron again, causing it to emit red spirals that, side by side, twisted and attacked Mo Qi.
The two forces contended, the two colors intertwined.
The power of the spiral red mist made the surroundings dim and dark, with winds and clouds churning, while the white light mass was like lamps, illuminating a patch of darkness.
However, the situation on the field had undergone a drastic change.
The previously aggressive side had shifted to defense, being constrained everywhere and attacked relentlessly.
The previously weaker side had fully transitioned to offense, holding the high ground and dominating everywhere.
Mo Qi now held complete control of the initiative. His gaze was so clear that he could discern Shi Yi's every flaw and the direction of each dodge.
He also clearly felt the moment he could defeat him, but he remained unhurried, like a cat playing with a mouse. Sometimes it would take a few quick steps, scratching you with its claws, and when you counterattacked, it would stop, and when you tried to escape, it would quickly catch up and scratch you again.
Shi Qiao, knowing the situation was dire, sat in the spectator stands with a pale and ashen face!
Grand Tutor Zhong comforted him, "It's alright, Zhong Xin Tie will avenge him later!"
Zhong Xin Tie, standing nearby, softly cursed, "How can you fight like this? You're beaten so badly! You might as well die."
It wasn't just him; dissatisfied and mocking voices continuously emanated from the spectator stands: "What a disgrace, you clearly had an absolute advantage, how could you be suppressed like this? Alas, so stupid!"
Shui Wan Cheng also couldn't help but cast his gaze in this direction. Seeing Mo Qi having the upper hand, a peculiar look appeared in his eyes.
Shi Yi was struggling to cope. At first, he was still very tenacious, unwilling to accept defeat, always believing there was still a chance to win.
But as time went on, he gradually despaired. What chance was there? Let alone winning, even attempting to counterattack was often futile. Most of the time, he was in perilous situations, fleeing for his life.
Moreover, the gazes from the surroundings were particularly unbearable. In the beginning, they were encouraging and hopeful, but now, from the corner of his eye, he saw only contemptuous and hateful looks. He felt as if he were naked, exposed to the sun, with people admiring him with strange eyes…
Shi Yi finally couldn't stand it. Under Mo Qi's relentless attacks, he suddenly shouted, "I surrender!"
Mo Qi immediately retreated, withdrew his techniques, and stood there with graceful demeanor, a smile on his face, like a sage.
"Remember, I spared your life," Mo Qi said slowly.
These words were directed at Shi Yi, but his gaze was fixed on Zhong Xin Tie and Gong Yang Wei.
These two felt provoked and were furious. If it weren't for the public eye, they would have rushed forward to beat Mo Qi up on the spot.
"Fine, you wait for me. Unless you never let me touch you, I will not stop until I kill you. Numbers won't matter either," Zhong Xin Tie said fiercely.
Shi Yi, however, suffered the most brutal blow and shed tears on the spot, covering his face as he left.
"Idiot, what's the use of crying? You're utterly stupid, to lose like this," Zhong Xin Tie cursed, watching his retreating figure. "If it were me, I'd just find a block of tofu and smash myself to death."
Mo Qi's victory over Shi Yi seemed to have offended the entire Sky City. Everyone cast hateful glances at Mo Qi.
"You only won one match, what's there to be so arrogant about?"
"Just luck, I don't believe your luck will last."
"No matter who you meet later, you'll be crushed."
Mo Qi returned to the preparation area. The preparation area was mostly empty.
Only General Chen had won his match. He sat there, looking smug.
Mo Qi walked over and called out, "General Chen."
General Chen nodded slightly, "Mm." Then he raised his head and closed his eyes, appearing relaxed and at ease.
A moment later, he felt someone beside him and opened his eyes.
Seeing Mo Qi sitting next to him, he coughed lightly, "If they lost, they've all left."
Mo Qi naturally understood his meaning, raised his head, closed his eyes, and softly hummed, "Mm."
General Chen gave a wry smile, thinking Mo Qi hadn't understood, and said directly, "I mean, if you don't have another match, there's no need to stay here."
"But I still have a match," Mo Qi opened his eyes and said righteously.
General Chen's jaw dropped, "You, you won?"
Mo Qi nodded casually, "Mm, I won."
General Chen still couldn't believe it, "How could you possibly win?"
"Didn't you win too?" Mo Qi retorted sharply.
General Chen felt a blow to his heart, momentarily speechless, his face turning red, almost dying on the spot.
"Alas," General Chen sighed after a long while, "your record is already commendable. Although you'll lose next, winning a match in Sky City is quite good."
Mo Qi snorted, "It's no wonder General Chen seems so happy."
General Chen finally became angry, "Why are you like this, child? Not humble at all. You should just listen when I tell you something, why do you have to retort? Is it interesting? You keep wanting to compare yourself to me, how can your cultivation compare to mine? I might win more, can you? Can you? People should know their place. Being low-key and a bit timid is good for you."
Mo Qi retorted, "Being low-key and a bit timid is good for you. This sentence applies to you too."
Then he stood up and, ignoring General Chen's咆哮 and the strange looks from the surrounding spectators, quickly left.
Many other matches were still ongoing on other platforms.
He saw Shui Han's match against Gu Liang Tong was fiercely contested. Suddenly, he became interested and slowly moved over to watch quietly.
Gu Liang Tong wielded a sword called the Tong Xin Sword, and his swordsmanship was masterful.
His figure was enveloped within the swordsmanship, moving freely.
As the Tong Xin Sword danced, blossoms of sword energy emerged.
The sword blossoms flashed with dazzling light, appearing and disappearing, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, making it impossible to defend against.
Shui Han weaved through the sword blossoms, occasionally unleashing ice spheres, and a sky full of ice swords struck towards Gu Liang Tong.
Gu Liang Tong danced his swordsmanship, producing myriad sword blossoms. Each sword blossom could always dissolve countless ice swords, and countless remaining sword blossoms attacked Shui Han. Shui Han could handle it with ease at first, but as time passed, she became increasingly strained and less able to cope.
Even so, people were greatly shocked.
"Princess Shui Han's cultivation has greatly increased recently. I remember she was at the early stage of Profound Immortal, how did she suddenly advance to the middle stage of Profound Immortal? Judging by her momentum, it seems she's about to transition to the late stage of Profound Immortal."
"Yes, she wasn't capable of fighting Gu Liang Tong before, but now she has the strength to fight him. Her progress is rapid."
Gu Liang Tong was also shocked, "You're not bad. Have you been secretly cultivating diligently? But your diligence isn't enough yet, you still need to improve, hahaha…"
Shui Han, focused on dealing with his divine abilities, had no time to pay attention to his taunts.
Only Mo Qi knew why Shui Han's cultivation had improved recently; it was likely due to his elixirs.
Follow me, and you won't go wrong. Mo Qi thought with a smile.
At this moment, Shui Han on the stage, while struggling, brought out the Phoenix Qin.
But this risky move also came at a cost.
Gu Liang Tong's sword blossom grazed her arm, and crimson blood seeped through her clothes, instantly staining a large area red, particularly striking.
The crowd erupted in an uproar.
People began to scold Gu Liang Tong for being cold-blooded, lacking chivalry, and even for acting disrespectfully. How could someone like him harm a princess, a jewel of the royal family?
However, Gu Liang Tong not only showed no remorse but felt even more excited, his swordsmanship becoming even faster.
At this moment, Shui Han plucked the strings of the Qin.
The gentle Qin music flowed like a small stream, soft and slow, quietly seeping into the heart.
Like intoxicating pure wine, it made people intoxicated without them realizing it.
Some people became dazed and foolish, swaying unsteadily, almost losing their footing.
At this moment, people realized something was wrong. The Qin music actually had a soul-stirring effect. They hurriedly circulated their spiritual energy to resist.
If the spectators below were startled, Gu Liang Tong, who was in the midst of the battle, was even more so.
He was fully immersed in the fight and had been prepared, so his mind was not completely lost. However, the Qin music still affected him, constantly inducing a continuous wave of weariness, making him feel drowsy.
Moreover, every time Shui Han plucked the Phoenix Qin, streams of divine light, like crescent moons, flew out and struck Gu Liang Tong. Gu Liang Tong, while trying his best to calm his mind, produced sword blossoms to block the crescent moon divine light.
Under the collision, the divine light shattered, the sword blossoms gradually melted, and the crescent moon divine light was reduced to afterimages, still striking towards Gu Liang Tong.
Gu Liang Tong was forced to wield his swordsmanship, producing more sword blossoms to dissolve those afterimages, appearing flustered and struggling to cope.
In an instant, the situation on the stage changed.
People were shocked, "What, what is that?"
"Is that the innate supreme treasure, the Phoenix Qin?"
"This is too terrifying! When did she obtain this treasure?"
Shui Wan Cheng was also shocked, "When did she obtain this treasure? I didn't even know!"
Gu Liang Tong was struggling to cope, overwhelmed, but he refused to admit defeat. He always felt he still had a chance to turn the tables.
Didn't Shui Han also turn from passive to active just now?
However, Shui Han gave him no opportunity, pressing forward step by step, each move deadly. Finally, Gu Liang Tong couldn't dodge in time and was struck by the crescent moon light energy, unable to get up.
The referee announced Shui Han as the winner.
Cheers erupted from the surroundings.