935 The Might of One (1/2)

On the battlegrounds, Mo Wen and Tongming exchanged blows rapidly. More than 100 moves were used in the span of a breath breath. An ordinary person would have only just picked up their teacup and taken two sips of tea before the battle ended.

Tongming and Mo Wen stood ten meters away from each other. Compared to before they started fighting, there seemed not to be any changes on the two. However, Tongming was now looking at Mo Wen with a an obscure expression in his eyes.

”Benefactor Mo, I admit defeat.”

Tongming placed his palms together and bowed deeply. Then, he backed away. Only he knew what had happened in the battle between both of them. He had never thought that Mo Wen could be so powerful. Even his physical body alone was extremely strong.

He was vaguely aware that, among those of the ”Tong” generation of the Golden Buddha Sect, no one was a match for the young Mo Wen. Even the most powerful of them, Senior Tonghui, might not be able to defeat the young man.

”I have not wasted this trip to the Martial Arts Circle Convention, as I have gotten to witness a young hero like Benefactor Mo. I ask for nothing else. I will take my leave now.”

After leaving the arena, Tongming bowed once against to the presidium as well as to the spectator platform. Then, he led the disciples of the Golden Buddha Sect away from the Divine Dragon Nest. He did not even fight for a place on the rankings again.

The Golden Buddha Sect lost to Mo Wen and would not be able to take first or second place. However, they could still fight for third place.

But it now seemed that the members of the Golden Buddha Sect were not interested in that.

Among the Sinister Wind Sect team, Hu Shuo's expression was extremely dour. Tongming had lost in a simple competition of body refinement. Even though he did not know what had happened exactly, he could tell that Tongming had, indeed, lost to Mo Wen. That boy was quite young but he had managed to accomplish a great deal in terms of body refinement technique.

Hu Shuo could tell from how Mo Wen and Tongming fight, that Mo Wen also had startling skills in the usage of power. Even though he had not obtained Tongming's ability to make 13 Layered Waves, he was at the level of Five Layered Waves. Otherwise, their fight would not have been so simple and without frills. Furthermore, Mo Wen's physical body was definitely stronger than Tongming's. Otherwise, he would not have been able to defeat him.

”The scarier you become, the more uneasy I feel. I feel as if there is a thorn in my side. I have to get rid of you, no matter what.”

Hu Shuo breathed in deeply and left the battleground with a grave expression. Then, he put his fists together and turned to the presidium, saying, ”The Sinister Wind Sect will withdraw. We no longer wish to fight with these sects.”

Then, Hu Shuo led the warriors from the Sinister Wind Sect from the Divine Dragon Nest. When he walked past Mo Wen, he paused for a moment and looked at the young man meaningfully before turning to leave.

The Golden Buddha Sect did not wish to fight for a place on the ranks of the Martial Arts Circle Convention. The Sinister Wind Sect was not interested, either. That was because a man, a young man, had beaten their sects. They were too embarrassed to fight for their ranking. Furthermore, these rankings were never important to the sects of the Peng Lai Immortal Realm. Otherwise, they would have attended the Martial Arts Circle Convention for the last 10 years.

They had come this time because of the enticement of the Goddess' World. Also, because there were already sects from the Peng Lai Immortal Realm that were participating, other sects also joined in for fun. They did not expect to meet a freak like Mo Wen who would take on their entire sect alone.

Hu Shuo knew very well that he was no match for Mo Wen. He might be a little more powerful than Tongming, but the difference was limited for sure. Rather than being defeated by Mo Wen, he might as well not participate, in case he embarrassed himself. Furthermore, there was something else that was more important than the Martial Arts Circle Convention. He had to return to the sect quickly and report Mo Wen's emergence to his superiors. Then, they had to plan to deal with the kid.

The withdrawal of the Golden Buddha Sect and the Sinister Wind Sect made all the other sects of the Peng Lai Immortal Realm too embarrassed to stay. They all chose to withdraw. The eight major sects of the immortal realm all withdrew from the competition in the blink of an eye. Even the Goddess Cult was no exception. All of them left.

Everyone on the spectator podium stared with wide eyes. The eight major sects of the Peng Lai Immortal Realm had all chosen to withdraw from the competition. In just a moment, of the top-eight sects, other than the Blood Evil Temple that had been eliminated earlier, only Dafang Sect was left.

Everyone turned to look at the young man in the center of the battleground. Everyone knew that the eight major sects of the immortal realm had withdrawn because of this young man. He had forced them to back out with the might of a single man. That was amazing. At this moment, the young man's figure left an indelible impression on the minds of everyone present.

Mo Wen's expression was also very odd. He did not expect that the Golden Buddha Sect's withdrawal would cause such a reaction. The sects from the Peng Lai Immortal Realm had all left.

However, he knew clearly that those sects must have also realized that they were no match for Mo Wen, even if they joined forces. That was why they had withdrawn without fighting. They could at least retain a sense of mystery. He had some idea of his abilities now. Those warriors from the Peng Lai Immortal Realm sects would probably be no match for him even if they all fought him together.

In a sense, he and the infinite warriors of Peng Lai Immortal Realm were no longer on the same level. Mo Wen's growth in the primeval space had been far beyond his expectations.

Of course, he did not look down on the sects of the Peng Lai Immortal Realm. Some of those sects even had extremely strong powerhouses in the Tide Changing Realm. One could only imagine how powerful they were. Those who came to participate in the Martial Arts Circle Convention were probably only sent for show, and were not the strongest warriors of those below the Primordial Soul realm.

Gu Jingman stood beside Mo Wen silently with a faint smile on her lips. All these people cheered loudly and screamed passionately for her younger brother… She enjoyed this feeling very much. She hoped that Mo Wen would always shine brilliantly. She only wanted to stand by his side and accompany him. She had not struck any blow from the beginning to the end and had not showcased her abilities. She just stood by his side silently. She would rather be a quiet kitten with her younger brother around.