38: Thousands of miles of blood

"Boom!"

"God Slaying Art!"

Ji Mo shouted in a low voice, circulating his Cultivation Technique. He did not dodge at all, resolutely raising his fist, which was radiating a golden glow.

This fist, carrying the terrifying force of nearly two hundred thousand jin, descended like a falling star, meeting the massive saber light head-on.

The moment they touched, a crisp shattering sound was heard. The seemingly indestructible saber light was smashed into pieces by the golden fist, transforming into countless streams of light that scattered in all directions.

Witnessing this, the spectators, even those at the Xiantian Realm, were all shocked.

"This kid actually shattered a saber light containing Saber Intent using only his Physical Body? What kind of Physical Body is this, and what kind of terrifying power does he possess?"

"Not only that, but that golden heaven and earth creation bell is likely an Innate-level treasure. With its protection, this kid can withstand the saber light with his Physical Body."

Shangguan Batian's eyes were like torches, pointing out the key to the situation.

"No! I absolutely do not believe it, I won't lose!"

Chi Qing, seeing this, had an expression of disbelief.

Everything happening before his eyes was far beyond his understanding; he never imagined that he would be defeated by someone with a lower Realm than himself, who used his Physical Body to smash his carefully executed saber light.

At this moment, Chi Qing was like a madman, his Spiritual Qi surging like a raging tide, pouring entirely into the long saber in his hand.

The saber instantly seemed to be engulfed in blazing flames, its light blindingly bright, making it hard to imagine what terrifying power the next strike would contain.

"Mountain Splitting, Peak Breaking!"

Facing this situation, Ji Mo's expression remained calm.

The heaven and earth creation bell was not what it used to be; the number of Fusion furnace fragments was twice as many as before, more than enough to protect himself.

He raised his golden right fist high again; the golden fist seemed like a meteor streaking across the sky.

Carrying ripples that tore through space, it charged forward with unstoppable momentum, meeting the increasingly massive saber light head-on.

"Boom!"

This time, the violent collision was like a volcano colliding with the Earth, erupting with heaven-destroying power.

The massive saber light shattered upon impact, turning into countless sharp fragments that whistled towards the crowd below.

The Xiantian Masters reacted quickly, all attacking at once, and Protective Aura shields instantly covered the arena.

Only with the combined efforts of many Xiantian Masters was the residual power of that terrifying saber light neutralized; otherwise, there would surely have been casualties among the crowd.

As for Chi Qing, under this intense collision, he felt as if he had been slammed by a speeding train, his body flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing directly into the city wall surrounding the arena.

The massive impact caused him to pass out instantly, collapsing to the ground.

His Xiantian guard, seeing this, was filled with shock and anger, recklessly rushing towards Ji Mo.

Just then, Shangguan Batian waved his hand, and an invisible pressure like Mount Tai descended, instantly suppressing the opponent.

"Rest assured, he is fine."

Shangguan Batian said, waving his hand as if summoning, and the unconscious Chi Qing was gently lifted by an invisible hand, flying slowly towards him.

"Withered Wood Meets Spring."

Shangguan Batian cast a Daoist Magic, and a light containing vigorous vitality flowed towards Chi Qing like a bubbling stream.

In the blink of an eye, Chi Qing woke up, appearing to have no major issues, though his eyes held a trace of desolation as he quietly looked at Ji Mo.

"Kid, don't be discouraged. It's not that you aren't strong enough; it's just that that kid is too monstrous."

Shangguan Batian comforted him, while his eyes were full of appreciation as he watched Ji Mo walk off the field.

The crowd below, seeing this, consciously gave way to Ji Mo.

After all, what had just happened was too shocking.

That was a half-step Xiantian Realm expert with 50% Saber Intent who had been beaten by Ji Mo's fists.

Such strength made most people fearful, losing the confidence to fight Ji Mo, silently praying they wouldn't be unlucky enough to encounter him.

As the competition continued in full swing, the battles in other matches became increasingly spectacular and intense.

However, the shocking scene of Ji Mo's previous battle hung over every contestant's heart like an inescapable shadow.

After all, even if they succeeded in defeating their current opponent, they might very well encounter Ji Mo in the subsequent schedule.

Of course, there were those in the crowd who scoffed at this, completely indifferent, and some even developed a keen interest in Ji Mo, eager to compete with him and test his depth.

Finally, another round of intense competition came to an end, and the list of those who Advanced was announced. The total number of participants was fifty-six, and only twenty-eight successfully Advanced.

It is worth mentioning that in this round, there were two regrettable cases of death and injury.

In the final showdown, one side was unfortunately killed on the spot.

Facing this situation, Shangguan Batian clearly stated that he would not allow anyone to interfere with the ongoing competition; as long as the contestant was not dead, he would intervene to save them.

However, if someone insisted on taking revenge after the match, he would not interfere, and all consequences would be borne by themselves.

Immediately after, the next round of competition began without delay, and the twenty-eight advancing contestants drew lots again to determine their opponents.

Ji Mo's opponent this time was a Disciple from the Iron Fist Sect of the Heavenly Dragon Empire.

This Disciple was also not to be underestimated; he had already comprehended Fist Intent and possessed considerable strength.

Unfortunately, his luck was bad this time, as he encountered Ji Mo.

During the match, the two traded blows, engaging in a fierce contest of strength and technique.

But in the end, this Iron Fist Sect Disciple was forced to concede defeat.

During this battle, Ji Mo keenly noticed his own deficiencies in unarmed Martial Skill.

In fact, the opponent's strength was much weaker than Ji Mo's, only around seventy thousand jin.

However, relying on a Profound Rank Advanced fist technique—the Diamond Fist—this Disciple was able to contend with Ji Mo's terrifying strength of nearly two hundred thousand jin.

Of course, in this match, Ji Mo did not use the heaven and earth creation bell. Even so, the fact that the opponent could achieve this was already astonishing.

It is not hard to see how significant the bonus of an Advanced Martial Skill is to a Martial Artist's own strength.

Ji Mo's victory this time was certainly due to his absolute strength advantage, but the situation shown by his opponent could not be ignored.

Although the opponent could fight Ji Mo with the help of Martial Skill, in the process of continuous exchange, his shortcomings in defense and endurance were exposed.

Just in the intense exchange of over a hundred punches, the opponent's body, including his fists, could clearly not withstand the immense pressure.

However, this battle also fully proved from the side the importance of unarmed Martial Skill in actual combat.

The God Slaying Art is essentially more like a secret technique; it mainly focuses on strengthening the Physical Body, not a pure offensive Martial Skill.

After this battle, Ji Mo secretly made up his mind to pay attention to collecting various unarmed fighting techniques in the future.

He thought to himself, if he could perform exquisite Martial Skill while using the God Slaying Art, how terrifying the explosive power would be.

Just thinking about it made Ji Mo feel a little excited.

Not long after, fourteen winners emerged from the fierce competition.

The competition then entered the re-drawing stage.

It is worth mentioning that the rewards for this competition were only for the top 10.

The City Lord, Shangguan Batian, explicitly announced on the spot that the losers of the first four matches would be directly eliminated.

Perhaps some would feel this was unfair, but in this world where strength is supreme, luck is part of strength.

Drawing a bad lot, one can only blame their own bad luck; if one feels their skills are lacking, they should work hard to improve; complaining is meaningless.

Everyone agreed with this statement, as it was a long-standing principle in this world.

Of course, there was a special rule: if someone was unfortunately killed during the competition, the remaining contestants could fill the top 10 in order.

Coincidentally, Ji Mo's luck was invincible; he drew the number one lot!

And his opponent this time was a Disciple from the neighboring Blood Demon Sect.

Ever since this person saw Ji Mo, his eyes had a strange look, as if Ji Mo's body was some rare treasure.

It was also as if it were a delicious piece of food that made him drool. This gaze made Ji Mo feel extremely disgusted, and he immediately decided that when he made his move, he would not hold back and would directly kill the opponent.

After the two stepped onto the competition platform, the Blood Demon Sect Disciple no longer concealed his thoughts.

"You must be Ji Mo. I admit your strength is indeed very strong. But I have taken a fancy to your body. Remember, the one who kills you is Xue Qianli of the Blood Demon Sect!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately activated his own Cultivation Technique—the Blood Demon Scripture.

This Blood Demon Scripture was the secret of the Blood Demon Sect, with the quality of the Cultivation Technique reaching Earth Rank Advanced; if one was not a direct Disciple, they would have no chance to practice it.

"I heard that this Xue Qianli is the grandson of the Blood Demon Sect's Grand Elder, an illegitimate child of his father outside. Later, because his Aptitude was discovered to be extraordinary, he was brought back to the Sect, deeply loved by the Grand Elder, and directly bestowed with this town-Sect Cultivation Technique. This time, this Ji Mo is likely in danger."

Someone in the crowd recognized Xue Qianli and detailed his identity.

The other spectators, upon hearing this, were all shocked.

You know, few people present were lucky enough to practice an Earth Rank Advanced Cultivation Technique, and its power was unimaginable.

Xue Qianli's body was instantly filled with a thick, almost tangible bloody aura, as if countless grievances were wailing and struggling in this aura.

He was tightly shrouded in a layer of scarlet light, like a demon crawling out of the depths of Hell.

At the same time, a cloud of blood slowly emerged from the top of his head. The blood cloud was like a boiling sea of blood, constantly rolling and surging, with twisted human faces occasionally appearing on the surface, their expressions painful and ferocious, terrifyingly abnormal.

"Woo woo, I am so miserable, come save me..." "Haha, come here and let me eat you..."

Weird voices came from the blood cloud, as if countless evil ghosts were demanding lives. The entire death arena was instantly shrouded in an eerie and terrifying atmosphere, as if it had instantly turned into a ghost Realm filled with evil and death.