Chapter 34 Mo Family, Heavenly Suppressing Clans Training Part 1 (1/2)
'Just one...'
_Pak!_ ”The timing of your swings are too large!”
'One... just one, please!'
_Pak! Pak!_ ”Do not attack blindingly!”
'Please... just one hit...'
_Pak!_ ”Before you strike, be sure that you have something to follow it!'
'I'm... I'm not giving up'
_Pak!_ ”I told you already, your swings are too wide!”
'...'
_Pak!_ ”Just tell me whenever you want to give up!”
'...'
_Pak!_ ”Why are you moving forward without thinking first?”
It had been four hours already, Mo Xie and Shang Ting had been practicing non-stop.
Shang Ting's once smooth and fair skin are not bruised everywhere, there are even drops of blood on some of it.
The Disciples and Elders saw this scene, they are currently having mixed feelings.
First, they are pitying Shang Ting to the maximum, it had been so long, but Mo Xie is not even giving her an inch, a chance to strike, beads of sweat with a hint of blood kept dropping at the ground every time there's an exchange between them.
Second is... Mo Xie... he has not moved a single step from his location ever since they had started, not a single step...
A fight between a cultivator, 8-star bronze ranked practitioner, fighting a mere mortal, yet the cultivator couldn't even do a thing, using her full strength to fight since the beginning.
One already knows, as soon as a person becomes a cultivator, one's strength and physical capabilities body are improving the same time as the cultivation heightens, breaking the limits of a mortal's body, and transcending to power step by step.
Yet, what they are seeing is something extremely shocking, a mortal is beating a cultivator effortlessly.
_Pak!_ A sound that felt like a thunderclap from the heaven was heard.
Shang Ting's body flew upward with blood spurting out of her mouth.
”That's enough, rest for today.” Mo Xie looked at Shang Ting, he then sighed as he walks closer.
_Swish!_ Something swift sounded, Mo Xie moved slightly.
The blade almost reached his face.
Shang Ting slowly stood up as she looked at Mo Xie: ”Just... one more hit...”
Mo Xie sighed, as he moved closer again.
”Hmmf!” He picked up Shang Ting and spoke: ”Wuhan, prepare, once I get back, you are next.”
Shang Ting in his arm still has a slightly opened blurry eyes, signifying one thing, she had already lost her consciousness.
Mo Xie smiled; 'Silly girl... I already told you, a wish from me is something that is extremely hard to get.'
Mo Xie then walks towards the mansion, to lay Shang Ting to a bed and treat her injuries.
Meanwhile, everyone is looking at Elder Wuhan, like looking at a poor soul.
”Why... Master... Why me?” Wuhan shook, remembering the fast strokes in each of Mo Xie's swings.
He couldn't even see them sometimes, would he even have a chance?
”Ahh, Senior Brother Wuhan, I wish you all the good luck in this World.” Zedong patted Wuhan's shoulder.
Jiahao nodded as he added: ”You will definitely need a huge amount of luck, Senior Brother Wuhan.”
”Senior Brother Wuhan, Stay strong, we know you can do it.” Yijun patted Wuhan's other shoulders too.
Lingxin sighed as he made a 'You can do it' victory sign and spoke: ”Don't worry, Senior Brother, you won't die.”
”You... You four! You Traitors!” Wuhan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, it's like his four junior brothers are leaving him to die already.
At this moment, Mo Xie made his way back: ”Yijun, Jiahao, Zeodong, Lingxin, the four of you are next, be sure to prepare yourselves.”
Hearing Mo Xie's words, all four of them shuddered; us too? isn't senior brother Wuhan enough?
Mo Xie looked at Wuhan and spoke: ”Bring forth all of your power, but you are not permitted to use skills, just pure martial arts, enhance your physical strength, movements, and sense.”
”Yes, Patriarch!” Wuhan at the get-go immediately unleashed all of his powers.
”HAAAAA!” Wuhan shouted as he started to brandish his sword towards Mo Xie.