Special War God

Chapter 192: Fight between Disciples of Two Sects

After stepping through the gate, Xia Zhongnan felt that the vital energy was unusually abundant. Based on his experience, he knew that there must be a source of vital energy hidden in this mountain. Only in this way could such a rich source of vital energy be gathered.

Moreover, the vital energy was blocked inside the gate, without leaking out at all, which showed that there was a formation hidden inside to prevent the loss of vital energy. In addition, the source of vital energy was sufficient to supply the cultivation needs of the Hedao monks. All signs showed that the "Heavenly Soldier Pavilion" was likely to be a "supreme sect".

Even Xia Zhongnan couldn't help feeling nervous as he had never expected to accidentally step into the "Supreme Sect".

With his and Tu Shan Fang'er's strength, if they hadn't encountered a He Dao cultivator, where could they not go? Even if they were facing a group of Hua Xu cultivators, they would have been able to escape. However, there might be He Dao cultivators here, so he had to restrain his edge. The boy's attitude just now had already made him angry, and he had originally planned to make a scene if he didn't agree with him, but now he regained his vigilance.

To Xia Zhongnan's surprise, the interior of Tianbing Pavilion did not look like a sect, but rather like a fairyland-like garden, with pavilions, towers and corridors built along the mountainside, dotted with all kinds of lush exotic flowers and plants.

Among these plants, he identified some fairy herbs of excellent quality, and even saw in the distance a few deer with horns on their heads that looked like blue dragons. If he was not mistaken, they were the legendary divine deer.

According to ancient books, the divine deer was a spiritual animal favored by immortals. Originally, deer had no horns, but a powerful person gave them dragon horns. Since then, the divine deer have possessed magical powers, and immortals often appear on earth riding on divine deer.

Of course, there are no traces of immortals and gods in the world of cultivation nowadays, but there is a divine deer here. Could it be that this hidden sect is still connected to immortals and gods? ...

Xia Zhongnan, a soul full of imagination, had countless wonderful fantasies in his mind at this moment. Originally, this taciturn boy was walking alone in front, leaving Xia Zhongnan and Tu Shanfang'er to follow closely behind. Xia Zhongnan quickly caught up with the boy, walked side by side with him, and asked, "May I ask this little brother's name?"

The boy responded coldly: "My name is Morri."

Xia Zhongnan was slightly surprised that there was such a unique name in the world. He couldn't help but ask again: "Are you talking about 'Dawn'?"

The young man glanced at him, and Xia Zhongnan realized that it should be the surname "Mo" instead of the "Li" in "Liming", and he couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

Then he asked, "Brother Morri, where are you leading us?"

The mountain was extremely majestic. They had traveled far away during their conversation. Although the surrounding scenery had not changed, they did not find any signs of habitation.

Morri replied: "Aren't you looking for the forger of the 'divine weapon'? A few junior brothers just came to the back mountain, maybe they are interested in exchanging skills!"

Xia Zhongnan was speechless when he heard this. Tu Shanfang'er couldn't help but complain: "How can a child be so ignorant? We have come all the way to find the weapon forger, but you took us to see your new junior brothers?"

Upon hearing this, Morey stopped immediately and said, "It's up to you whether you want to see me or not. If you don't want to, I'll take you down the mountain now."

Although he is still young, he has a bad temper. Xia Zhongnan said quickly: "Of course I want to see him. Brother Morey, please continue to lead the way!"

He has already realized that this place is unusual and will never give up easily. It would be good to meet other people first.

Morey started walking again, more quietly, and did not respond to Xia Zhongnan's questions. Xia Zhongnan remained silent. They walked for a full quarter of an hour, and a courtyard with people in it appeared in the distance. The sound of metal colliding could be heard faintly.

To Xia Zhongnan, the sound sounded more like the movement of a battle than the sound of hammering weapons. Moer Rui also noticed something was wrong and quickly ran to the courtyard, followed by Xia Zhongnan and Tu Shanfang'er.

This courtyard is extremely vast. In the center, two young men are engaged in a fierce battle. Their cultivation is both at the spiritual level. There are also many young men and women watching the battle in two groups.

Xia Zhongnan noticed that the two young men who were fighting each other were both armed with long swords, and the skills they displayed were outstanding at the spiritual level, roughly equivalent to Gu Xiuzhan's strength.

Some people in the audience saw Mori and greeted him: "Seventh Brother! Seventh Brother! Seventh Brother!!"

Although Morery looks younger than others, he is surprisingly addressed as "Seventh Senior Brother".

He approached the young men and asked, "What happened?"

One of the women replied, "Seventh Senior Brother, these disciples from Lingxiao Pavilion, led by Senior Brother Guan, said they came to see the weapon forging, but they spoke rudely and belittled our weapon forging skills, saying that it affected our cultivation and it would be more cost-effective to concentrate on cultivation. We were not convinced, so we proposed a competition to see whose cultivation was insufficient."

In the valley opposite, a young swordsman saw Mo Ming approaching and greeted him with a smile, but Mo Ming did not respond. Upon hearing the woman's statement, Mo Ri's expression instantly became solemn, and he quickly said, "Junior Brother Mo, it's a complete misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding..."

As they talked, the duel in the arena had already been decided. One of the contestants was hit hard in the chest and was kicked into the air, eventually falling to the ground.

The young people watching the game on the opposite side burst into cheers, while everyone on Mo Ri's side had a grim look on their faces, and it was obvious that they had already been defeated.

The young man who had just spoken, despite having the victory in his grasp, showed a helpless smile and walked towards Mo Ri: "Brother Mo, don't be angry, listen to my explanation!"

Mo Ri looked at the young man: "Okay, Senior Brother Guan, tell me what happened?"

Senior Brother Guan explained, "What happened is this. Several of us wanted to see how fellow disciples from the Heavenly Weapon Pavilion forged divine weapons, so we reported the situation to your Senior Uncle Li and got permission to watch you forge weapons. Several of my fellow disciples were very excited to see you forging weapons, and said they wanted to try it when they returned. I told them that they should concentrate on cultivation and not be distracted. Unexpectedly, your Junior Sister Zhu misunderstood what I meant and thought that I was mocking you for focusing on forging weapons and neglecting your cultivation, and she asked to compete with us. Just like that, we kept arguing with each other, and it turned out like this. It was really just a misunderstanding!"

His explanation did not improve Mo Ri's expression, but made him even gloomier. He turned to Junior Sister Zhu and asked, "How many rounds did you compete, and how did you win?"

Junior Sister Zhu replied with shame: "We have competed three times and we lost all of them."

The young man on the opposite side immediately burst into laughter. Mo Ri's face turned as black as ink. He said coldly, "It seems that this competition has confirmed what Senior Brother Guan said. The disciples of the Heavenly Weapon Pavilion were distracted by forging weapons, which really affected their practice. My fellow disciples were defeated by your fellow disciples!"

This didn't sound pleasant to the ear, and Senior Brother Guan wasn't good at words, so he couldn't find a suitable response for a moment, and could only say awkwardly: "It was just luck, Junior Brother Mo, don't take it to heart!"

Mo Ri said firmly: "Since it was just luck, let me compete with Senior Brother Guan again. Whether it is true or not, let's use our strength to speak!"

Xia Zhongnan watched their argument with a smile. He felt that the fight between the disciples of Tianbing Pavilion and Lingxiao Pavilion was just a child's game.

He couldn't help but sigh that the so-called secluded sect's life was too comfortable. The outside world was full of storms and turmoil, but these young people in their twenties were still immature in their minds.

As soon as Mo Ri finished speaking, he came to the venue where the two disciples were competing and saluted to Senior Brother Guan: "Senior Brother Guan, please teach me!"

Seeing that Mo Ri was determined, Senior Brother Guan also stepped forward and made a gesture of invitation. ...

Amid the mysterious chanting, Mo Ri shook the sword in his hand violently and said loudly: "Brother Guan, this sword is called 'Falling Stars'. It was forged by me using star fragments after forty-nine days and nights of smelting. The sword spirit is connected to my mind, and it has the miraculous effect of destroying the guardian magic armor. You have to deal with it with caution!" He was showing his sword and his upright determination.

However, Xia Zhongnan scoffed at this. A truly fair duel should not rely on magical weapons. It should either be done with bare hands or by taking the opponent by surprise. This is nothing but a disguise of hypocrisy.

Senior Brother Guan responded in a deep voice: "Then please let me see the power of Junior Brother Mo's 'Falling Star Sword'!" There was a hint of heaviness in his voice.

Mo Ri's long sword danced, the sword light flashed, and in a few steps he pierced Brother Guan's heart. The moment he made the move, his attack was extremely sharp.

Senior Brother Guan blocked with his sword, and the two swords collided with a clang sound. Mo Ri's "Falling Star Sword" used the force to rotate and instantly aimed at Senior Brother Guan's throat. The latter hurriedly blocked it, and the tip of the sword turned to his brows, followed by his throat, shoulder, neck, left chest, and ribs, seven consecutive strikes, like a storm.

Mo Ri continued to attack without mercy, forcing Brother Guan to retreat step by step, unable to withstand the continuous attacks of the "Falling Star Sword".

Upon seeing this, the disciples of Tianbing Pavilion cheered and praised Mo Ri for his fierce attack, while the disciples of Lingxiao Pavilion were extremely nervous and their worries were evident in their words.

Senior Brother Guan has been forced into a corner, but Mo Ri's attack is getting more and more fierce, as if he is determined to win in one fell swoop. Senior Brother Guan is in deep trouble. The Qingfeng sword in his hand is just ordinary iron. Previously, it could barely dissolve the impact of the "Falling Star Sword", but now there is no way to retreat. Under the head-on collision, cracks have appeared on the sword.

Xia Zhongnan was originally in the mood to watch the fun, but when he saw the humble and silent Senior Brother Guan in a desperate situation, he couldn't help but feel pity. When he first came to this world, he first joined the Chifang Army because of the pursuit of the Tianfeng Sect, and then was abandoned on the battlefield and struggled to survive. After that, he struggled in the ruins of the Immortal Palace. He finally helped Liu Dabazi fight for the position of governor, but was forced to fight against the royal family of the Wu Kingdom. Now in Xiuzhou, he has to face the pressure of Maitreya City.

Feeling the same, Xia Zhongnan unconsciously stood in the perspective of "Senior Brother Guan"...

Of course, this was a fair magic duel. In the territory of the Starry Sky Soldier Pavilion, he could not show any favoritism to Senior Brother Guan and could only watch this "magic feast" with folded hands.

However, the confrontation at this moment did not follow the "script" imagined by everyone, and a shocking reversal occurred.

Mo Ri swung his sword and stabbed it, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Senior Brother Guan's left chest. Senior Brother Guan seemed to have predicted the trajectory of the "Meteor Sword", and the Qingfeng Sword had already blocked the path of the "Meteor Sword".