Chapter 186: Brutal, Doomed.
As the promotion matches continued, it was finally Shrek Academy's turn to battle Barak Academy.
"Mo, this battle is up to you," Zhao Wuji patted Xuan Mo's shoulder. "Don't hold back. We'll take care of everything. Teach them a lesson."
"Teacher Zhao, don't worry..."
Xuan Mo glanced at Xiao Wu, who looked displeased. "Xiao Wu, I'll be wronged if you admit defeat right away."
"Hmph!" Xiao Wu puffed her lips. "Then, Brother Mo, don't forget what you promised me. I'll make it up to you."
"Of course," Xuan Mo agreed, and headed for the ring.
Meanwhile, Ma Hongjun and Oscar, upon seeing Xuan Mo and Xiao Wu playing dumb, became instantly interested.
After seeing Xuan Mo leave, he ran over to Xiao Wu and asked, "Xiao Wu, what was that promise you made to Old Mo (Brother Mo)?"
"Nothing. Just reduce the amount of time Fatty gets to play and give it all to me, so I can go one-on-seven."
Oscar gloated after hearing Xiao Wu's words, but Ma Hongjun froze in his tracks. After a long moment...
A wailing sound echoed, "Brother Mo, you've screwed me again!"
...
"Hahaha!"
Lovki stood in front of his teammates, laughing uncontrollably.
"Just got word that Shrek and the others are a bunch of losers. Right at the start, their first contestant actually withdrew. They're not going to make it big!"
One of the team members, upon hearing Lovki's words, immediately adopted a fawning expression. "Those Shrek guys are probably scared of us, Barak Academy, and their captain."
This statement immediately drew the approval of the other two, who all began praising and boasting about Lovki.
Of course, Jin Sanqian and Wilda of Team Barak remained silent, choosing instead to watch with aloof eyes, their faces occasionally flickering with disdain for their group.
As for Barlot Rider, he remained seated in the corner, his expression unconcerned. However, a closer look revealed the disdain etched in his lips.
"Next, I'll take the stage. I'll teach Shrek, that lost dog, a hard lesson..."
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"Wow! I didn't expect you, a traitor, would be the second one."
Leading the charge, Lofuki glared at Xuan Mo with disdain, his words dripping with sarcasm.
"What? Shrek is out of people? They sent a traitor like you up here! How shameless!"
Seeing Xuan Mo remain silent, Lofuki's arrogance intensified, his defiance clearly showing he had absolutely no regard for him.
Furthermore, Lofuki deliberately raised his voice so loud that the students from various academies outside the arena, the organizing committee, and members of the Tiandou Imperial Family could all hear.
For a moment, discussions erupted both inside and outside the arena.
Ma Hongjun slammed his fist against the fence outside the arena, his face filled with indignation. "That damn Lovki!"
Oscar, standing next to him with an equally sullen expression, said to Ma Hongjun, "That Lovki is truly damnable! He's completely ruining Old Mo's reputation."
Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong, seeing Xuan Mo's lack of rebuttal or clarification, grew increasingly anxious. Glancing at Flanders, she asked, "Dean, what's going on?" Upon hearing this, everyone turned their gazes to Flanders, awaiting his explanation.
"Alas!" Flanders clenched his fists and sighed.
"Back then, Mo was a student at Barak Junior Spirit Master Academy. Due to his exceptional talent, he was given special training. But then he met Ma Hongjun. Due to a flaw in his spirit, he could only mitigate it through spirit fusion techniques. So, Mo and I came to Shrek to study. Wuji and I caused a scene at Barak Junior Spirit Master Academy, but we eventually negotiated a compromise."
When Flanders finished speaking, Zhao Wuji stepped forward. "That's why he called Mo a traitor."
"What a Barak!"
"That's right, if it were me, I'd just dismantle them."
At that moment, while Ma Hongjun and Oscar were furious, the match had already begun at the referee's announcement.
Neither Xuan Mo nor Lofuki rushed to attack. Xuan Mo himself refrained from doing so. As for Lofuki, he stood there in a daze.
Xuan Mo slowly raised his head, his fierce eyes gleaming with murderous intent. "Lofuki, you'll pay for your words!"
With murderous intent, Xuan Mo's spirit possessed him.
Massive spiral horns shot skyward, blending with the mysterious patterns covering his body and the dragon scales on his limbs.
Furthermore, his four spirit rings—one yellow, two purple, and one black—were fully displayed for the first time before the eyes of the major powers, complementing the fierce aura emanating from Xuan Mo. He looked like a celestial demon slayer, a mortal Tai Sui deity.
"How could your fourth spirit ring be ten thousand years old?"
Lofuki's voice trembled, but Xuan Mo didn't give him any chance to react. He stomped his right foot hard on the ground, causing it to crack instantly, and he vanished.
However, he was the captain of Team Barak, and a powerful Spirit Master, so his reactions were not slow.
Only when Xuan Mo was about ten meters away did he finally reveal his martial spirit: the Sunflower.
Seeing Xuan Mo approaching, Lofuji unleashed his fourth spirit ability. The sunflower's pistil shone with a golden glow, and then a powerful golden beam shot out.
Seeing this, Xuan Mo remained undeterred, charging forward. His second spirit ring illuminated, and the "Taotie Battle Body" enveloped his entire body. He then launched a punch at the beam.
"Hahaha! Are you crazy? You dared to take my fourth spirit ability head-on? Hahaha!"
Thinking that Xuan Mo would be either killed or crippled by the blow, Lofuji couldn't help but burst into laughter. "You damned traitor! You're so overestimating yourself! You..."
But just as Lofuji was mocking Xuan Mo's presumption, a voice echoed from the front.
"Really? Are you that confident?"
"Haha..."
The next moment's scene not only made his face turn the color of a lil' purple, but also made his next words catch in his throat.
"How is that possible!?"
Xuan Mo, having shattered the light column, offered no explanation. In Xuan Mo's eyes, Lofuki was already a cripple.
If it weren't for the tournament rules and the Barak Kingdom, Lofuki would have been completely dead.
After shattering the light column, Xuan Mo reached Lofuki's face. Without giving him a chance to react, he grabbed his head with a powerful hand and mercilessly struck him in the face.
"Ah!"
A cry of pain suddenly escaped Lofuki's lips.
But that wasn't the end. Xuan Mo's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty red, and his movements and force didn't slow down at all. He continued to strike back, punch after punch, hitting targets that weren't fatal or disabling, but would still make Lofuki feel worse than death.
After all, if he crippled him like this, their team leader would admit defeat, and he wouldn't be able to fight anymore.
Finally, as the screams gradually faded, Xuan Mo lost interest, and a glint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.
Then the first soul ring lit up, and the rock and soil on the ground turned directly into a knife, and the knife fell...
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