875 The Battle of Ten Strikes (1/2)

Lord Merciless' expression was extremely dark. It had been a long time since anyone dared to go against him. Were all young people nowadays not afraid of dying?

Shao Ji felt a little excited. Mo Wen was an idiot. The more he infuriated Lord Merciless, the higher the chances of him dying. It might even lead to Lord Merciless thinking of all kinds of ways to kill him.

He was very happy that a genius he disliked would be killed in front of him. Wasn't Mo Wen very arrogant? Wasn't Mo Wen very strong? He was still going to be killed by someone else now.

”Ten strikes! I will definitely kill you within ten strikes,” Lord Merciless said coldly.

Lord Merciless' expression was dark. He pointed his finger slowly at Mo Wen.

”Will you call me your grandfather if you cannot kill me in ten strikes?” Mo Wen asked with a cold smirk.

”The first strike.”

Lord Merciless did not argue with Mo Wen. Instead, he spoke with his actions. He disappeared immediately from where he was standing, as if he had evaporated.

Mo Wen's expression froze. The person might be powerful and highly skilled. Even if he could not compare to Mo Wen's Glory of Wind, he was not too far from it.

He was indeed a powerhouse from the hidden martial arts strain. He had all the essence of martial arts in Huaxia.

Whoosh!

There was a gentle breeze behind Mo Wen. Lord Merciless appeared behind Mo Wen without a sound. He was less than one meter away from him.

Even if Mo Wen could sense any odd movements behind him then, it would be too late for him to block.

However, Mo Wen had anticipated it. While Lord Merciless' skills were amazing, they could not escape Mo Wen's deified soul.

There was a flash of gold light and Mo Wen's body became like a sun. At the same time, several lightning bolts writhed and escaped from his body. His aura instantly doubled and crossed into a different level.

Mo Wen retaliated. His action was smooth and efficient.

Crash!

Two fists collided and a terrifying wave of aura rippled through the area.

Lord Merciless' fist encountered Mo Wen, who was already prepared. It was not very effective and the two were forced backward by the strong rebound.

Mo Wen was not as strong as Lord Merciless, but after he released the Glory of Thunder, the difference in strength was not irreparably large. Furthermore, Lord Merciless had chosen an odd way of attacking. He was unable to release his full capabilities.

Lord Merciless' strength had decreased while Mo Wen's had increased. The first strike ended with a tie.

”You managed to explode with such a powerful strength in an instant. What secret technique is that?”

Lord Merciless' eyes finally showed signs of agitation. Mo Wen's aura was now double his aura was earlier. Even though some techniques could increase the strength of a warrior, it could not increase it by that much. Furthermore, the usage of such secret techniques was often more troublesome. It could not be completed in just a mere moment.

Lord Merciless had seen many secret and amazing techniques that could trigger a person's potential. However, they were all not as marvelous as the technique that Mo Wen used.

”You transformed the power of thunder into your own strength. Is this a rite of passage martial art?” Lord Merciless' expression froze. He had already guessed what kind of martial arts the secret technique Mo Wen used earlier.

The young warrior had managed to grasp a rite of passage martial art. He was extraordinary.

”You are indeed from the hidden martial arts strain. You have seen some things,” Mo Wen said. Even the martial arts grandmasters of the inner worlds might not be able to recognize the rite of passage martial arts. Lord Merciless had managed to decipher it at a glance.

”You managed to cultivate in the rite of passage martial arts, so you must also be from the hidden martial arts strain as well. Which faction are you from? Why have I never heard of you before?”