In the blink of an eye, a halo appeared in Mo Huaiyu’s hand, flickering with an intertwined black and white light.
“Go!”
Swoosh!
The halo shot out, firing beams of black and white light that wrapped around the ice crystals.
At that moment, the ice crystals also erupted with a terrifying, bone-chilling power.
The black and white sphere of light tightly trapped the ice crystals, and for a moment, the two were locked in a stalemate.
Boom!
Finally, the ice crystals and the halo exploded together.
Before Mo Huaiyu could catch his breath, An Ruoxi’s aura across from him suddenly changed.
It was no longer piercingly cold, but felt like a spring breeze brushing against his face, carrying a sense of warmth.
Instantly, emerald-green spiritual energy swept across the entire Martial Arts Arena, and peach blossom petals appeared out of thin air.
“Dual Spirit Roots!”
Mo Huaiyu’s pupils dilated in shock.
It was actually the Dual Spirit Roots, a rarity not seen in a thousand years!
And judging by the spiritual power, the grade of both spirit roots was not low.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
As the peach blossom petals fell onto the Martial Arts Arena, thick peach trees sprouted across the entire platform in an instant.
Every tree was in full bloom with peach blossoms.
As a gentle breeze blew, it sent the blossoms dancing through the air.
However, upon closer inspection, one would notice fine spiritual patterns on every single petal.
In a short amount of time, a peach blossom forest rose from the ground.
The peach trees, with their elegant shadows and slender forms, stood there like beautiful women.
An Ruoxi met the young man’s gaze, only to find him giving her a soft smile, showing no sign of so-called nervousness.
She paused for a moment, and a strange sensation arose in her heart, something she had never felt before.
After a brief daze, the tall older woman raised her delicate hand.
Her slender jade fingers tapped lightly, and the peach trees suddenly seemed to come to life.
They extended their branches, which looked like coiled dragons, crisscrossing and filling the entire space, leaving Mo Huaiyu no gap to escape.
At the same time, the dancing peach blossoms formed a floral sphere that enveloped the boy.
“Hiss! As expected of Senior Sister An. Even after suppressing her strength to the Dao Platform Realm, she can still display such terrifying power!”
“Yeah, and looking at Senior Sister An’s state, the Hundred Flowers Manual of the Hundred Flowers Peak has already reached the Great Completion stage.”
“It looks like this kid is going to lose!”
Seeing An Ruoxi perform this move, everyone was convinced that Mo Huaiyu was bound to lose.
Facing this move from Senior Sister An, Mo Huaiyu also felt immense pressure.
“Fire of Yin and Yang, Yang Fire!”
As his voice fell, a clump of black and white intertwined flames spat from his mouth.
According to Sister Yu Yun, the power of Yang Fire could burn all things.
When practiced to Great Completion, even curses and demonic filth could be incinerated into nothingness.
As the flames burned, the spiritual energy inside Mo Huaiyu’s body surged out like a flood.
The boundless spiritual energy emerged, and his body even emitted a faint, hazy, clear glow.
An Ruoxi raised her elegant brows slightly.
Junior Brother Mo’s spiritual energy capacity could only be described as terrifying; it was even stronger than most in the Divine Palace Realm.
She did not hesitate. Waving her slender hands, the thousands of peach branches formed a strangling array.
Meanwhile, her elegant feet gave a light leap, and she stood gracefully upon a branch.
Just as the onlookers thought the outcome was decided, An Ruoxi was the first to notice something was wrong. Boundless spiritual energy began to leak out.
Boom!
Waves of heat radiated from the floral sphere.
Finally, a massive explosion sounded, and the floral sphere burst apart, sending peach blossoms flying everywhere.
The black and white intertwined flames forcefully tore a hideous gap through the peach blossom array An Ruoxi had set up.
The branches turned to ash under the flames, and the peach blossoms were shredded, creating a sense of tragic beauty.
As for Mo Huaiyu, he was propping himself up on the ground with one hand, panting heavily.
“Cough, cough. My goodness, it actually drained all my spiritual energy…”
The power of the Fire of Yin and Yang was incredibly terrifying, and it was no exaggeration to say it was invincible among those of the same rank.
However, there was one drawback: the consumption of spiritual energy was too immense.
Even with his current spiritual energy reserves, he couldn’t sustain it for long.
To break Senior Sister An’s peach blossom array, he had exhausted all his spiritual energy.
With the peach trees incinerated, An Ruoxi now stood in mid-air, making her long legs appear exceptionally slender and shapely.
Her expression was cold, and her eyes carried a hint of the peach blossom’s radiance.
As expected of the Hundred Flowers Fairy, she lived up to her reputation.
She looked at the kneeling Mo Huaiyu.
In her eyes, the boy’s figure looked like a wounded puppy.
A surge of pity rose in her heart, and she secretly blamed herself for being too heavy-handed.
“Do you want to continue?” she asked.
“Hehe, of course.”
Mo Huaiyu grinned.
Admitting defeat was not his style.
Although his spiritual energy was currently depleted, he still had a trump card.
A breeze blew, lifting An Ruoxi’s long black hair.
Mo Huaiyu felt as if he could smell the faint scent of peach blossoms in the air.
He looked at the tall woman before him; her skirt was embroidered with floral patterns, making her look from afar like a blooming peach blossom—vivid but not vulgar.
An Ruoxi clenched her hand, and the Ice Crystal Sword reappeared.
Her long jade fingers brushed over the blade, and pink peach patterns surfaced on the sword’s body, accompanied by swirling ice crystals.
It was exceptionally beautiful.
With a light flick of her wrist, An Ruoxi attacked with a sword strike.
Mo Huaiyu stood in place without moving, making no attempt to strike back.
The sword light flashed, and everyone couldn’t help but hold their breath.
No one had expected earlier that this boy would actually break Senior Sister An’s array!
“Who won?”
All eyes were fixed on the Martial Arts Arena.
Crack—Bang!
A series of cracks appeared on the Ice Crystal Sword in An Ruoxi’s hand, and then it shattered.
“Holy crap!”
“This is too ridiculous!”
“This kid is so strong!”
Even An Ruoxi stared blankly at the hilt in her hand, finding it hard to believe.
Clearly, Junior Brother Mo’s spiritual energy had already hit rock bottom.
Noticing the look Senior Sister An was giving him, Mo Huaiyu said, “Senior Sister An, shall we continue?”
“No. This battle shall be considered a draw.”
An Ruoxi didn’t know how Junior Brother Mo had blocked her strike just now, but continuing the duel while his spiritual energy was depleted would surely come at a cost.
It was just a match, not a fight to the death.
Mo Huaiyu breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to speak, a growl came from his stomach.
“Uh… this… haha…”
There was no helping it.
His spiritual energy was almost entirely used up, and after such an intense battle, Mo Huaiyu’s cultivation was still only at the Dao Platform Realm.
Naturally, he felt hungry.
An Ruoxi looked at the boy whose clothes had become tattered.
Hearing the growling from his stomach, she said, “Do you want to go eat? Since you like delicious food, Junior Brother Mo, the meals at the Yuling Sect are quite good. As compensation, it’s my treat this time.”
Mo Huaiyu’s eyes lit up at this.
As a great sect, the food at the Yuling Sect shouldn’t be bad.
At the very least, it had to be better than Sister Yu Yun’s cooking.
It wasn’t that Sister Yu Yun’s cooking tasted bad, but rather that every time he finished eating it, the effect was comparable to a certain greasy fast-food joint; he would have uncontrollable diarrhea!
“In that case, I’ll have to trouble Senior Sister An to spend some money.”
It felt a bit like he was living off a woman.
Well, unfortunately, that wasn’t the case; Senior Sister An was just treating him to a meal.
Mo Huaiyu remembered a doctor saying years ago that his stomach wasn’t good and he couldn’t eat hard food.
But after all these years, his stomach was still suffering with him.
“Mhm, follow me.”
An Ruoxi led Mo Huaiyu down from the Martial Arts Arena, and the crowd automatically parted to make a path.
Just like that, one tall and one short figure walked toward the Dining Pavilion, their silhouettes growing more distant until they finally vanished from everyone’s sight.
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