Chapter One Hundred and Forty Four – Strange (1/2)
Chapter One Hundred and Forty Four – Strange
Zong Ming Yan quickly frowned.
Those rings of light had appeared extremely weak, like bubbles that popped upon contact, but there really were too many of them!
His sword essence had, without him detecting it, had much of its momentum lost and its strength had been worn down by half. However, the rings of light in the sky did not seem to decrease in number.
Even more… … he still had not found Zuo Mo!
His eyes looked in the surroundings and didn’t find any shadow of Zuo Mo. He knew that, in a formation, one should not believe what the eyes showed. His consciousness had also swept through the surroundings, but it would always encounter strange interference that prevented him from detecting Zuo Mo.
All of this indicated that the formation Zuo Mo had constructed was not normal.
Zong Ming Yan did not panic, however. Everyone always saw him brimming with murderous intent and assumed that he wanted to find Zuo Mo to immediately to defeat him. In reality, it was not so. He enjoyed battle and enjoyed the pleasure of being challenged. The stronger Zuo Mo was, the more his desire for battle rose.
He planned on destroying Zuo Mo’s entire formation!
What would be more pleasurable than destroying the other’s strongest defense from the ground up? This made Zong Ming Yan’s blood boil!
The noise when [Skyring Moon Chime Formation] had been activated had truly been scary. Not just the audience in Dong Fu, but even the other xiuzhe in the Great Pine Pavilion had been shocked by the sudden light!
Many xiuzhe were curious but they still didn’t dare to walk around freely, all staying in their original places. As forthe powerful xiuzhe, they did not have any hesitations about running towards the source of the light.
Su pushed her movement speed to the maximum. To stop other xiuzhe from ambushing her along the way, she releasedthe ling power in her body spread out without anything holding back. The Black Daze sword under her feet released a powerful magnetism. Different from the howling flight of other flying swords, the flight of the Black Daze sword was more like gliding. But due to its terrifying speed, it howled as it broke through the air. She did not conceal herself as she raced towards the source of the light.
That cowardly guy that ate soft rice actually did not send out the paper crane!
In flight, Su couldn’t help but furrow her brows.
She held extreme dislike for Zuo Mo’s conduct. He clearly knew his strength was not enough but still acted on his own, it was very easy for his companions to dislike him. Even though Su did not think of Zuo Mo as her companion, but she needed Zuo Mo’s help to forge her flying sword. This meant that she could not disregard Zuo Mo’s safety.
If Zuo Mo could not enter the top ten, then no matter how high of a rank she achieved, it would be useless.
She disliked people who increased the difficulty of things she had to do!
Only this once!
After this affair ended, she never wanted to see this dislikable guy again.
Suddenly, she thought of what Lin Qian Shixiong said to her, and her heart became even more irritated.
Chang Heng still casually strolled, but the light released by the [Skyring Moon Chime Formation] was peerlessly bright, far surpassing the light of any sword energy.
“That’s an interesting guy.” He said to himself, before leaping into the air. Carrying a patch of bloody light, he disappeared.
At a hill, a figure suddenly disappeared, and then suddenly appeared not far away, before disappearing, and then appearing even further away. Because of the speed of movement, before the afterimage at the previous place had vanished, he would appear at the next position.
Where he passed, he left behind a string of shadows, extremely strange.
Gui Feng was using his ghost movement to run. In the blink of an eye, he was far away, his speed not much slower than a flying sword.
But that direction… …
The xiuzhe along the way gaped as they stretched their necks to look in the direction that Gui Feng disappeared in.
—It was the place that was flashing with light!
Luo Li had thought of being a hunter waiting for his prey, but he was slightly shocked by the light that had suddenly rose on the horizon.
That scene… …
It definitely wasn’t something caused by a sword energy or something like it. Truthfully, a person that could create [Self Separation], there wouldn’t be any problems with his intelligence. He quickly knew what it was!
Formations! Only formations!
He instantly was speechless. Of all the xiuzhe that attended the last round of the Sword Test Conference, only one person would lose the face of sword xiu to make formations, there was only Zuo Mo.
“Such a person that does not endear himself to others.” Luo Li said helplessly to himself. Grabbing the flying sword, he stood up. He had spent the longest with the sect leader and the others, and knew their thoughts better.
Maybe he should go and kick the other out of the competition… … to spare him from further humiliation… …
He wasn’t certain about the sect leader, but he believed the other shifu definitely would not oppose it.
In reality, curiosity dominated Luo Li’s heart.
That fight with Zuo Mo had been the most important turning point in his life. At the beginning, he had been slightly angry and hateful, but gradually, as Luo Li reflected on himself, his hate towards Zuo Mo had disappeared without a trace. If not for Zuo Mo, he was afraid that he would still be living his days out muddle-headedly like before.
That would be terrible… …
But he definitely didn’t have any thoughts of thanking Zuo Mo.
He was naturally curious. When Zuo Mo had fought with him, the difference in cultivation between them had been great, but in the end, Zuo Mo had won. He had seen Zuo Mo’s fight in the Sword Test Conference. The difference in cultivation between Zuo Mo and his opponent had been even greater, but Zuo Mo had won again. All those dazzling tricks that Zuo Mo had showed had greatly expanded his vision but he couldn’t help but find it pitiful.
He really couldn’t understand, with Zuo Mo’s great talent in the sword, why would he not cultivate the sword, and rather learn all those middling things.