674 Sowing Discord (2/2)

”Little boy Mo Wen, why is your expression somewhat off? Could it be that since we are reaching the finish line, you think that the difficulty of the task is too low and not enough to challenge a genius like yourself?” Bu Xingyi said mockingly as he laughed coldly. At some point, he had appeared near Mo Wen.

The more spectacularly Mo Wen performed, the more uncomfortable Bu Xingyi felt. Maybe because he had lost at the hands of Mo Wen in public, anytime Mo Wen enjoyed the limelight, Bu Xingyi always felt that Mo Wen was mocking him. How could Bu Xingyi, a dignified Martial Arts Grandmaster, let a junior act conceited before him?

Although he felt troubled by the situation at hand, he was still a Martial Arts Grandmaster and was used to big occasions. Mo Wen was but an ignoramus. He probably had not come in contact with such terrifying existences like the Beast Kings before. When encountering such a situation, it was likely that he would be so scared that his knees would turn weak.

”What are you trying to say?” Mo Wen looked at Bu Xingyi.

”I believe that such a brilliant genius like you should be the first to pass this checkpoint and reach the end goal. Before this, the fact that you intentionally dropped to fourth place and let Nangong Mingzhu and Chu Yuan win, you were being too low profile. At the last stretch, you aren't going to just let them win, are you?” Bu Xingyi said with a plain smile. He put on a look as though Mo Wen was the most exceptional person here and should not be trailing behind.

Mo Wen smiled. At this moment, Bu Xingyi was actually still sowing discord, drawing aggro to Mo Wen. However, Mo Wen wondered how Bu Xingyi managed to practice to the realm of Martial Arts Grandmaster. How could his IQ be so low?

Nearby, Nangong Mingzhu raised her eyebrows as she gave Bu Xingyi a cold glance. This old thing was actually sowing discord, intending to use her for his own means.

Black-robed Chu Yuan also looked at Bu Xingyi with fascination. His eyes contained an indescribably sinister look.

Bu Xingyi felt an inexplicable chill in his body. He realized that his provocative words had pushed himself up onto the precipice. However, he did not mind. As the Ming Temple's Sect Grand Elder, since when had he feared anyone?

”If it wasn't for the Tower Spirit task, do you believe that I would have killed you right now?”

Mo Wen released an astonishing Cold Qi from his body. The Cold Qi swept out, enveloping Bu Xingyi's body. The chill penetrated to his bones, suppressing the Enlightened Buddha Sacred Flame in Bu Xingyi's body until it flickered.

”You are presumptuous…”

Mo Wen's contemptuous expression immediately caused Bu Xingyi to react. He, a dignified Martial Arts Grandmaster, had been threatened time and time again by a junior. It was practically presumptuous… too presumptuous!

”One Mo Wen can kill you three times over. Old thing Bu, you'd better know your place,” Gao Hanshan said plainly.

Gao Clan and the Ming Temple had been battling for a few hundred years. The grudge between the two of them could be said to be eternal. He naturally would not act courteously in front of Bu Xingyi.

”Three? Too few,” Mo Wen said casually as he gave Gao Hanshan a glance, as though they were engaging in small talk.

”Of course, I am saving him some face. After all, although he is an embarrassment, he is still a Martial Arts Grandmaster. Although I am ashamed of him, I still need to give him some face,” Gao Hanshan said calmly.

The two of them went back and forth, angering Bu Xingyi to the extreme. His face turned red and he could not speak for a while.

Lan Zhongzhi gave Mo Wen an odd look. He had not expected that this Mo Wen would be so daring, actually having the guts to openly offend the Ming Temple's Sect Grand Elder. Maybe here, Bu Xingyi could not handle him but once they were out of this space, Bu Xingyi, a dignified Martial Arts Grandmaster, most likely could crush him with one hand.

Youngsters were wild and frivolous. Lan Zhongzhi felt a pang of emotion well up inside of him. However, in daring to insult a Martial Arts Grandmaster, Mo Wen could still be called a maniac.

”Mo Wen, you brat. Once I get out of this forsaken space, I will tear you to shreds!” Bu Xingyi was so angry that he was trembling all over. However, right at this moment, he couldn't do anything to Mo Wen.

Mo Wen ignored Bu Xingyi. With a flash of his silhouette, he dashed into the beast pack blocking their way. Nangong Mingzhu and Chu Yuan had both traveled far into the beast pack.

Within ten kilometers, it was a minefield. Anyone who stepped into the minefield would be surrounded by the monstrous beasts.

More than ten pinnacle of the seventh rank monstrous beasts surrounded him in an instant. Their bodies emanated monstrous Devil Qi. The terrifying aura was enough to paralyze an Embryonic Breathing Realm ancient martial art practitioner with fright, causing them to fall to the ground and be unable to stand up.

A small, purple bell appeared in Mo Wen's hand. The next moment, his eyes lit up with two masses of golden flames.

Ding! A soft ring sounded. The more than ten pinnacle of the seventh rank monstrous beasts that were heading towards Mo Wen all trembled, their huge figures freezing on the spot.

Mo Wen's silhouette was like a gust of wind. He sped past in one sweep, directly passing through the encirclement of the monstrous beasts.

He did not dare to stop and attack these monstrous beasts. He was afraid that, with a slight delay, more monstrous beasts would surround him. Once he was surrounded by a pack of the pinnacle of the seventh rank monstrous beasts, escaping would be too difficult.

Against such a beast pack, Mo Wen had already forsaken the intention of hunting. Being able to slip through the cracks and escape was enough.

Not killing enemies and just pressing forward was much easier for Mo Wen.

With the Glory of Wind combined with the Glory of Cloud, Mo Wen was like the wind and clouds. He floated unpredictably, passing in between the monstrous beasts. There were actually no monstrous beasts that could block him. In a short while, he had already caught up with Nangong Mingzhu and the Ghost Lair leader Chu Yuan.