My gorgeous wife-Chapter 1847 - 1816: Mo Fan’s Trump Card

On the spectator stand, Li Chen saw this scene and couldn’t help but smile.

It was indeed unsheathing the sword, yet it wasn’t unsheathing the sword.

Because this technique was tailor-made by him specifically for Mo Chenxi; others couldn’t learn it even if they tried to steal it.

Unlike Li Chen’s unsheathing the sword, Mo Chenxi’s drew out a water-blue blade light.

Several ferocious wind dragons lunged at Mo Chenxi, but the blade light was an all-encompassing sweep.

Unrelated to cultivation, it was purely a suppression ’on the Dao’, and the fierce dragon was instantly obliterated when swept by the blade light.

The entire spectator stand erupted in an uproar immediately.

"What kind of sword technique is this?"

"Is it the power of a magic treasure? No, it seems more like some kind of secret technique, and there’s no sword control method; it’s just purely blade light. But, what kind of blade light can actually be this strong?"

"Clearly, her cultivation is a Great Rank lower, yet she can shatter that nearly Domain Realm secret technique in such a head-on clash. This is simply monstrous!"

Some high-grade immortals frowned slightly.

Unlike others, they noticed something special.

But they didn’t dare to confirm it.

Mo Chenxi’s sword strike was peculiar.

A bit like the combat style of a Martial Artist, yet she used the purest Immortal Yuan. And most peculiarly, this strike was eerily powerful, clearly only with Heavenly Immortal’s Immortal Yuan, yet the power of laws it activated could even destroy the divine skills of a Profound Immortal.

Even they couldn’t figure out what kind of person could have created such a sword technique.

"This..." No one was more surprised than Mo Fan, who was still in the arena.

His secret divine ability, shattered by a single sword strike?

How is that possible?

It should be known that he had once swept through Profound Immortals of the same level with this move.

And that was while he was suppressing his cultivation.

But now he’d revealed his Profound Immortal cultivation, yet was still defeated by Mo Chenxi, a Heavenly Immortal, with one strike?

The momentum around Mo Fan rose again at this moment.

He knew he could no longer hide his strength; otherwise, even if winning or losing didn’t matter, Mo Chenxi would definitely look down on him.

"Junior Sister Chenxi, you are indeed strong." Mo Fan’s expression turned serious.

"I admit, if I were still a Heavenly Immortal, perhaps I really wouldn’t be your match. But now, I still have one divine skill. If you can withstand it, then I, Mo Fan, will admit defeat wholeheartedly."

Hearing Mo Fan’s words, Mo Chenxi laughed again.

Another divine skill?

If this were all Mo Fan had, she would truly be disappointed.

But hearing now that Mo Fan still had another divine skill, she couldn’t help but feel happy.

She was indeed a genius of the Mo clan. Since childhood, not only did her cultivation progress rapidly, but her comprehension of various divine skills and Taoist magic was also extremely fast. Additionally, due to her status, she actually had few friends in the entire Mo clan.

Because her existence was too distant and unreachable for those ordinary Mo clan disciples.

In her heart, she actually longed for friends, which is why she liked going outside so much. Because Mo Chenxi discovered that when she concealed her identity outside, she could always make various kinds of friends.

But in the Mo clan, to become her friend, one must reach a certain standard.

What standard?

Setting aside status, one must also be powerful!

And her senior brother Mo Fan before her might be able to become her friend.

"Divine skills, huh, it just so happens I also have two techniques I haven’t used yet." Mo Chenxi’s smile became even more radiant.

At this moment, Mo Fan’s longsword seemed to separate from its binding with Mo Chenxi’s blade and returned to his hand in an instant.

Mo Chenxi didn’t pursue; her blade also returned to her hand.

Compared to the sword technique she just used, this blade she practiced with all along felt more handy.

"Zizi..."

A piercing sword intent suddenly erupted from Mo Fan’s body.

This sword intent shot straight into the sky.

Under the sword intent, Mo Fan’s expression turned solemn, his posture straightened.

Many immortals with higher cultivation could even see a large number of invisible Sword Qi beginning to take shape around Mo Fan.

These Sword Qi were invisible to the average person, but with their much higher cultivation levels, they could vaguely perceive them.

Soon, these Sword Qi rose into the sky, transforming into a raging storm of sword blades, sweeping away everything around Mo Fan.

At this moment, Mo Fan no longer relied on his longsword, but gripped it, charging towards Mo Chenxi along with the storm of sword blades.

"Swords—Storm!"

Rumble!!

The entire Central Arena shook amidst this storm of sword blades. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

On the spectator stand, many people’s eyes shone brightly; witnessing such a scene in a battle of this level was indeed unexpected.

Although Mo Chenxi and Mo Fan’s cultivations were not high, in some sense, their ’Dao’ was profound. If both of them maintained their path, their future achievements would be limitless. One wielded a sword, the other a blade; the level of this battle completely surpassed their cultivation levels.

"But, it also should end now."

"It’s time to determine the victor."

Many people watched the arena intently, understanding that perhaps after this move, the winner would be decided.

Even though their ’Dao’ was almost equal, this disciple named Mo Fan still had a cultivation level a Great Rank higher, which was this young girl’s disadvantage. Many felt regret; if Mo Chenxi were also a Profound Immortal, the outcome might be unpredictable.

In the box, Li Chen stroked his chin.

This kid is interesting.

"But he’s quite unlucky; of all people, he had to encounter my student." An inexplicable feeling of schadenfreude appeared in Li Chen’s heart.

On the other side, Mo Baishan felt a bit nervous all of a sudden.

"Chen Hai, can Chenxi win?" Mo Baishan asked. Even though he was a Great Yi True Immortal, he couldn’t predict the outcome of such a battle, so he could only ask the Immortal King-level Ning Chenhai.

Under Mo Baishan’s gaze, Ning Chenhai slowly shook his head: "I don’t know either. Although I saw Chenxi diligently practicing her blade recently, she seems to have been quite secretive these days. What her trump card is, I’m not aware of either."

Hearing this, Mo Baishan sighed and continued to watch the arena, unwilling to miss any details.

At this moment, facing the terrifying storm sweeping towards her, Mo Chenxi smiled once more.

Just as Li Chen had guessed, Mo Fan’s move would be unstoppable against any Heavenly Immortal, or even Profound Immortal.

But unfortunately, Mo Fan encountered her.

Involuntarily, Mo Chenxi glanced in the direction of Li Chen’s box, showing a sweet smile.

The next moment, Mo Chenxi’s magical sword struck.

"Wind Roar!"

A second storm appeared on the arena stage.