C191 There was no Immortal's shadow in Mo Daoyun!
C191 There was no Immortal's shadow in Mo Daoyun!
Those who had yet to begin drawing lots were angered to the point that their faces turned black. There were a total of four hundred people drawing lots, but the person in front did not draw Su Ye, which meant that the chances of the people in the back drawing Su Ye, did not stop.
However, this sort of thing was all about luck. It was useless to be jealous of someone else's good luck. He still had to smoke, unless he didn't want to participate in the Large Competition anymore. But was that possible?
Even if there was a slight chance of winning, no one wanted to be a deserter.
Everyone continued to draw lots, and unknowingly, it was Su Ye's turn to do so.
At this moment, when Su Ye walked over to the box for the drawing of lots, it could be said that it affected countless people's minds at once. All of them stared with widened eyes at Su Ye's hands, wanting to see who exactly was the unlucky guy being pulled out by Su Ye.
The atmosphere was extremely tense.
However, this kind of tense atmosphere was stifling enough, and his eyes were full of anger.
They were none other than the Shengjing Clan's juniors who had been slapped in the face by Su Ye earlier.
Especially the Beitang Jie and Meng Qiandu, they had all been firmly humiliated in front of everyone's eyes. Now that they saw Su Ye using his power to force one of the hundred thousand Qing-Yun Sect disciples, they were so scared that they did not even dare to breathe, and they gnashed their teeth in anger.
This kind of situation, in their minds, should have appeared on them. Geniuses from Shengjing, how could these so-called immortal sect geniuses be compared to them? Stepping on them was as easy as stepping on a dog.
But now, they were not only stepping on others, they were actually being stepped on by Su Ye first. This made them feel an deep-seated hatred, as if they wanted to tear Su Ye into a thousand pieces.
I, Meng Qiandu, will definitely let you know my true strength. I will trample this damned dog to death in front of 100,000 people. "
Su Ye suddenly revealed a smile, and as he looked around at the fighting arena, Su Ye took out a number plate from the box.
An elder standing at the side quickly went forward and took the number plate that Su Ye had pulled out. After looking at it, he announced expressionlessly: "Number 1's opponent is number 372!"
In an instant, the entire Mage Arena burst into an uproar.
Everyone was curious as to who this unlucky Number 372 was?
However many people in the audience were whispering to each other for a long time, they still didn't manage to ask who number 372 was, this didn't seem to make much sense.
Right now, everyone in Qing-Yun Sect was afraid of Su Ye and couldn't wait to avoid him at the Large Competition. If someone was unlucky and got drawn to fight on the same stage as Su Ye, it would be impossible for them to not have any expressions. Not to mention, directly falling down and faking death like the shameless people who fought alongside Su Ye previously, at the very least, he would show a bitter expression, right?
But no.
None at all.
No one knew who number 372 was.
He did not ask for a long time, so he decided to not ask anymore, since the competition was going to begin later, Number 1 would definitely be the first to go up on stage, so wouldn't it be obvious who was Su Ye's opponent?
Not long after, the drawing of lots came to an end.
And so, the Large Competition began.
Su Ye walked to Stage 1 with a smile. At this time, even he was curious as to who his opponent was.
Not long after, an elegant figure walked out from the audience. She wore a simple dress and had an immortal appearance, as if she was walking in the clouds while stepping on the cool breeze, calm and unperturbed.
"Mo Yunxian!"
"How could it be her?"
"She's actually Number 372?"
Unexpectedly, it was Mo Yunxian. Su Ye's face also revealed a little surprise. In terms of appearance and temperament, she was not one bit inferior to Chu Yi. In fact, even before Su Qingwu had become a Successor Disciple, Mo Yunxian had been placed on the same level as him.
Almost no one in the Qing-Yun Sect would doubt that Mo Yunxian would be promoted to a true disciple.
Su Ye had drawn Mo Yunxian for her first match of a single battle of a famous individual, which had obviously brought the atmosphere of the competition to a climax all of a sudden.
But what caused people to discuss even more was Mo Yunxian's identity.
Everyone knew that on the very first day Su Ye entered the Qing-Yun Sect, he had participated in the selection of the Hua Yin Valley. In the competition for the Qing Wu Peak, Su Ye had forcefully shattered all of the bones in Mo Huan's body.
Not long ago, in order to avenge Mo Huan, Internal Affairs Elder Mo Landou had purposely leaked the number of Su Ye's auction to trick him ruthlessly, but in the end, he was tricked by Su Ye. In the end, he was almost killed by Su Ye, until the appearance of Tian Xing Zhenren, made Su Ye the Ninth Successor Disciple, and made Mo Landou pay all the items sold at the auction for free.
As Mo Huan's blood related sister, Mo Landou's niece, it could be said that the hatred between the two of them was as deep as the seas.
However, what surprised Su Ye was that from the spectator's seats, Mo Yunxian had walked over elegantly, all the way up to Stage 1. From beginning to end, he was still calm and collected.
It was as if there was no hatred between them and everything was light and relaxed. They were really just two disciples that had met in the arena.
This was very abnormal.
Too abnormal.
Normally, the enmity between the two sides wouldn't be as deep as that of a dead party. After all, the commotion between the two sides wouldn't result in any deaths. But the problem was that the Mo Clan's losses were not small because of Su Ye. Forget about the others, just based on the auction alone, Mo Landou had caused the Mo Clan of Broadleaf City to lose at least tens of billions of Star Pellet.
Just based on these losses alone, Mo Yunxian should not have any good intentions towards Su Ye. However, she had a carefree expression on her face.
This caused Su Ye to become somewhat interested in this Mo Yunxian who he had heard of for a long time. Could this be another Su Qingwu like woman?
Impossible, the number of talents in this world cannot be measured, but felt that the possibility of finding another woman who could compare to him in terms of looks, temperament and strength was too small.
No matter what, Su Ye did not dare to underestimate Mo Yunxian.
Su Ye looked at Mo Yunxian playfully, and said teasingly: "I never thought that the first opponent would be you. This way is also good, I gave you a chance to take revenge."
Mo Yunxian smiled faintly, her black eyes shining like stars in the night sky. "Senior brother Su, this is the stage.
Huh, he actually hit a nail.
Su Ye was surprised for a moment, and laughed: "Looks like I'm the one who is being petty, that's right, since you don't care about these grudges, then why not take it to heart. Since we've already met, let's decide the victor. "
Mo Yunxian said: Senior Brother Su is a direct disciple, so it is reasonable to say that Yun Xian should not fight with Senior Brother Su, but since it is a fight on the stage, and Yun Xian wants to fight, then let people think that Yun Xian is disrespectful to Senior Brother Su.
With that said, Mo Yunxian actually directly took action, she had unleashed the top grade White Spirit Sword that she had refined for at least five years, using her sword technique to transform into a Sword Qi image, immediately enveloping Su Ye, causing Sword Qi to shoot out like a rainbow.
Su Ye's eyes could not help but light up. On the surface, this Mo Yunxian looked calm and collected, but she was actually an extremely decisive woman. She attacked as soon as she said she would, without any hesitation at all.
Most importantly, Mo Yunxian was not weak at all. Her cultivation was at the ninth level of the Transcending Mortality Stage, with a body brimming with spiritual energy. She was definitely a genius that could be considered a genius even in the Divine Great Land.
The sword images were like flashing shadows in the wind, and the sky was filled with rainbows. It was obvious that she had cultivated a sword art of the Earth rank to the great perfection stage. Sword intent tore through the air, shocking the world.
Compared to her, the so called inner sect head disciple Yan Dou and Zhou Bai Yi were simply too embarrassed to even compare.
Su Ye suddenly remembered, that there had never been anyone who talked about Mo Yunxian's cultivation and strength, and it was as if she had never publicly revealed it, her fame was because of her beauty and aura, because of her birth.
This was a typical woman whose cultivation was covered up because her appearance was too outstanding.
There was no immortal shadow in Mo Daoyun, only because the hearts of mortals were covered in dust.
Su Ye suddenly put away all thoughts of contempt, and in a flash, his Spirit Monkey Movement Technique appeared behind him. He activated it immediately, and with a faint pressure, Su Ye turned into a Spirit Ape and dodged as a pair of iron fists suddenly burst forth with a bunch of tyrannical power, similarly the complete set of the Earth Rank Martial Arts, Canghai Fist.
One punch was like an endless ocean flowing, and the Stacked Waves could never return to the ends of the earth!
Su Ye's fist swept out like a vast ocean as it clashed with Mo Yunxian's, causing gales and gales to surge all over the stage! The sword images swept past and the human figures moved about, it was unclear who was fighting whom!