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As all eyes turned toward the Shui Clan's area, Mo Yu silently rose to his feet.
A wave of astonished murmurs rippled through the crowd upon seeing that the Shui Clan's challenger was Mo Yu. Countless gazes swept over him, and whispers began to spread.
"Isn't he an external aid hired by the Shui Clan? Why is he stepping up?"
"Judging by his appearance, he seems quite young. Even if he's an outsider, what kind of strength could someone so young have? Facing those seasoned experts, he'll surely suffer."
"Ha, the Shui Clan must be overconfident. Those defending their spots are all established powerhouses. What can that silver-eyed youth possibly achieve against them?"
"Indeed, the Shui Clan may have declined, but they should still have some veteran Dou Zong experts. Sending out someone this young… could it be they've already given up and are just going through the motions?"
The murmurs of doubt filled the air, and even among the Shui Clan's ranks, worried glances were exchanged.
Though they were grateful and respectful toward Mo Yu, they had never seen him fight. In such a high-stakes competition, uncertainty clouded their hearts.
"Don't worry. I'm confident," Mo Yu said with a faint smile.
"I believe in you, Big Brother Mo Yu," Shui Muxue replied with a smile.
Shui Muqing also nodded and reminded him to be careful.
"Understood."
Mo Yu nodded slightly but said nothing more. He knew that once the fight began, all doubts would be silenced. Words alone wouldn't change anything now.
"Enter the arena," said Xuan Guang from the judges' panel, glancing at Mo Yu with a hint of surprise before speaking calmly.
At his signal, Mo Yu moved, his figure appearing atop the arena platform.
"According to the rules, except for the Huang Clan and the Black Tail Clan, who have just secured their spots, you may challenge any of the remaining eight factions.
If you win, you'll replace the faction and claim their spot on Ten Thousand Snake Island. If you lose, you'll have to wait for the next opportunity. Who will you choose?" Xuan Guang asked, his gaze fixed on Mo Yu.
Mo Yu recalled Shui Muqing's earlier suggestion to challenge the Luo Clan, ranked tenth.
However, the Luo Clan's spot had already been taken by the Black Tail Clan during the second match. To maintain balance, Mo Yu couldn't challenge factions that had just secured their spots.
The disadvantage of targeting lower-ranked factions was clear, but Mo Yu didn't mind. With his strength, obtaining a spot from any faction wasn't an issue.
As he pondered his options, a cold voice suddenly rang out on the platform.
"Kid, since you've dared to step up, why not spar with me?"
Following the voice, Mo Yu's gaze turned to a burly man in the front left corner of the platform. The man had sharp, blood-colored tusks jutting from his cheeks, resembling those of a mammoth.
"It's Xue Ci from the Blood Fang Clan. I didn't expect him to take the initiative."
"I've heard the Blood Fang Clan is on good terms with the Black Tail Clan. Could this be connected to the recent clash between the Shui Clan and the Black Tail Clan?"
"Who knows if Mo Yu will accept? The Blood Fang Clan is ranked sixth, just below the Magic Beast Tribes' top three, the Xuan Clan, and the Scaled Armor Clan.
Xue Ci himself is a peak Dou Zong expert. Those blood tusks have claimed countless lives. Mo Yu probably won't challenge such a formidable opponent."
The whispers from the crowd revealed Xue Ci's reputation, and Mo Yu quickly understood his background.
Seeing this as an opportunity to decide his opponent, Mo Yu smiled faintly and nodded. "In that case, I'll challenge the Blood Fang Clan!"
"What?!"
Mo Yu's words caused an uproar. No one had expected him to challenge Xue Ci directly.
Almost no one believed in his chances.
In the Shui Clan's area, the Shui sisters and other members were equally stunned by Mo Yu's decision.
Xue Ci was a seasoned powerhouse renowned across the seas, an opponent far beyond the current Shui Clan's strength.
The Shui sisters gazed at Mo Yu, silently praying for his success.
"Hah, you've got guts, kid. I'll go easy on you—only break one arm and one leg instead of all four," Xue Ci sneered cruelly.
Momentarily stunned by Mo Yu's choice, Xue Ci soon grinned maliciously. With a tap of his toes, a sharp gust accompanied his entry onto the arena.
In midair, Xuan Guang glanced at Mo Yu in mild astonishment before speaking calmly.
"Now that both participants have entered, the challenger cannot be replaced. The final match will be the Shui Clan's challenge against the Blood Fang Clan.
Furthermore, during combat, injuries are inevitable. Any harm inflicted must be borne by the participants."
Hearing this, a red glint flashed in Xue Ci's eyes. His sharp blood tusks gleamed menacingly under the sunlight.
Mo Yu, however, remained indifferent.
"Kid, I'll give you a piece of advice. Surrender now, and you'll suffer less. Otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless," Xue Ci warned with a sinister grin.
"Oh? Let me give you some advice instead—surrender, or I'll knock out those ridiculous tusks of yours," Mo Yu retorted with a cold smirk.
Xue Ci froze briefly, then his expression turned ferocious. His aura surged, and a wave of blood-red energy erupted from his body!
Boom!
An overwhelming aura flooded the arena like a tidal wave. The blood-red energy compressed the air, creating a low, ominous hum that shook the heart.
The two locked eyes, their gazes growing sharper. The air around them crackled with tension, like a drawn blade ready to strike.
"Bang!"
The standoff lasted only a moment before Xue Ci's eyes flashed coldly. With a stomp, his figure left a blur where he had been standing, vanishing with speed too quick for the naked eye to follow.
Mo Yu's Dou Qi surged around him as he focused his gaze. When Xue Ci disappeared, his eyes narrowed slightly before his body shifted subtly.
Bang!
A blood-red tusk, carrying a ferocious and sharp force, grazed past Mo Yu's ear, the wind it created bursting the air with a low roar.
Shh!
As the tusk narrowly missed, Mo Yu's right hand shot out like lightning, gripping the blood-red tusk tightly. With a swift movement of his arm, he unleashed a powerful force.
Caught off guard, Xue Ci's body was yanked forward and hurled toward the ground.
Crack!
Just before his head hit the ground, Xue Ci's tusk pierced the surface, shattering the ground into powder. Using this leverage, he twisted his body, his tusks spinning like a meteor as he launched another vicious attack at Mo Yu's brow.
Bang!
Mo Yu's expression remained unchanged. With his Thunder Body activated, his body radiated terrifying strength. A single punch met the tusks head-on, dispersing their sharp force entirely.
Simultaneously, his right leg swept out like a blade, aiming straight for Xue Ci's throat.
Thud.
At the last moment, Xue Ci bent his arm at an odd angle, managing to block the lethal strike.
However, that immense force still sent him flying backward. With a light tap of his toes mid-air, he steadied himself, hovering gracefully. At this moment, Xue Ci's face gradually became filled with a grave expression.
The surroundings of the square erupted into waves of astonished chatter.
The earlier exchange between the two was almost entirely a contest of raw strength, with every strike aiming mercilessly at fatal points.
From this confrontation, discerning observers could tell that both fighters had incredibly rich combat experience. Their ruthless moves left no room for hesitation, demonstrating their decisiveness and ferocity.
While Xue Ci's performance was as expected, the strength Mo Yu displayed left everyone utterly stunned.
A Six-Star Dou Zong with an extraordinarily powerful physical body!
To have reached the level of a Six-Star Dou Zong at such a young age and possess such terrifying means—such a talent would be shocking not only in the Southern Sea but even in the Central Plains.
"Damn it! Just who is this kid?"
Watching Mo Yu's performance, the Yuan Clan, the Black Tail Clan, and even Crown Prince Jiao couldn't help but speculate with gloomy expressions.
Initially, they thought Mo Yu was just some pampered young master relying on his clan's influence. Yet he turned out to be such a monstrous genius.
What kind of terrifyingly powerful clan must have cultivated such a talent?
"Hah..."
Over at the Shui Clan's seats, those who had been anxiously watching the battle let out a sigh of relief. Judging by this scene, Mo Yu indeed had some real ability.
The nervous expressions of the Shui sisters also eased. Their beautiful eyes sparkled with admiration as they looked toward Mo Yu.
"Damn brat! You do have some skills. But the victor will only be me!"
Xue Ci sneered coldly before his hands rapidly formed seals. The blood-red glow on his Blood Fang daggers began to intensify, exuding a dangerous aura.
"Blood Demon Fangs!"
A thunderous roar escaped from Xue Ci's mouth, and a surge of crimson light exploded from his Blood Fang daggers.
The blood-red radiance swiftly condensed, forming a bizarre, hard, crimson keratin layer that covered the daggers. The eerie sight made them look like fangs of a demon, sharp and menacing.
Crack!
Layer by layer, the crimson keratin solidified, and sharp bone-like spikes emerged from the surface. From afar, the weapons resembled terrifying demonic teeth, exuding a deadly menace.
Whoosh! As the blood-red light settled, Xue Ci's figure flickered like a ghost, appearing directly in front of Mo Yu. Without any fancy maneuvers, his Blood Demon Fangs stabbed forward with ferocity.
Boom! A massive surge of blood energy swept out like tidal waves, accompanied by ghostly wails that seemed to pierce the soul.
Feeling the overwhelming power of Xue Ci's attack, Mo Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. His hand clenched, and a long black spear materialized in his grip. With a swift motion, he raised the spear and clashed head-on with Blood Demon Fangs.
Clang! Sparks flew, and the sound of metal clashing echoed. A visible shockwave of violent energy rippled outward from the point of contact, causing cracks to spread across the ground below.
Boom! Boom!
Xue Ci frowned as his fierce assault was once again blocked by Mo Yu. However, when he sensed the energy fluctuations of the Divine Might Black Thunder Spear, his expression flickered with surprise.
"An eighth-grade weapon!"
Greed flashed in Xue Ci's eyes as he forced his way closer to Mo Yu. His Blood Demon Fangs slashed out like a storm, the sharp wind from the strikes raining down on Mo Yu with violent precision.
Yet, even in the face of Xue Ci's relentless attacks, Mo Yu showed no intention of retreating.
As the torrential strikes descended, Mo Yu's black spear transformed into a whirlwind of shadows. Infused with boundless Dou Qi, the spear radiated black light, and a black dragon materialized, roaring as it clashed fiercely with the flurry of fangs.
Clang! Clang! Clang! The crisp sound of metal striking metal echoed like firecrackers. The two figures battled fiercely, their clashes sending powerful gales sweeping through the battlefield, leaving spectators in awe.
Bang! After another brutal exchange, both Mo Yu and Xue Ci staggered back several steps. The ground beneath their feet crumbled into dust with every impact.
Whoosh! As soon as Xue Ci steadied himself, he launched another charge. Crimson light erupted from his Blood Demon Fangs.
"Blood Demon Fangs, Corroding Bone!"
A cold cry came from Xue Ci's mouth. His fangs surged with crimson energy, piercing through the void as they stabbed toward Mo Yu. The blood-red glow carried a terrifying corrosive force.
"Nine Heavens Thunder Cloud Split!"
Mo Yu responded by thrusting his spear forward. Combining an Di-Class Dou Technique with his eighth-grade weapon, the void behind him cracked open. A massive black dragon, wreathed in lightning, emerged and roared.
A giant, hundred-meter-long dragon claw imprint followed, slamming directly into the Blood Demon Fangs.
Boom! A dazzling explosion of light engulfed the battlefield, unleashing a terrifying shockwave that left massive trenches across the spacious square.
Even the protective barrier surrounding the battlefield began to crack, struggling to withstand the intense clash.
Dust and debris rose into the air, briefly obscuring the view. When the haze cleared, a tall, slender figure hovered steadily in mid-air.
Seeing Mo Yu still standing unscathed amidst the fading dust, Xue Ci's pupils constricted.
"Damn it! He's still alive!"
Xue Ci's face twisted with fury. Despite his ferocious assault, he had barely injured Mo Yu. The latter's strength far exceeded his expectations.
"Damn it... Looks like I'll have to use that move..."
Xue Ci's expression turned sinister as he touched his fingers together. Crimson blood seeped from his fingertips, transforming into blood-colored runes that began to converge on his fangs.
"What is that...?"
Shui Cang and the others watched this scene, their pupils contracting as their fists involuntarily clenched.
A hoarse voice escaped from Xue Ci's lips as the blood-colored runes on his body erupted with blinding crimson light. His fangs turned even more ominous and horrifying.
"Bloodlight Demon Fangs!"
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