The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood-Chapter 1166 - 1167: Flicked Away with a Finger

Just as the two contestants were locked in combat, more and more participants arrived from behind, especially one individual who was extremely thin. Waves of powerful Sword Qi occasionally emanated from his body, as if with a mere thought, he could slay others and cut through everything.

Moreover, this person was accompanied by a group of companions, each of whom was at least a master of the Wheel of Reincarnation Fourth Transformation or higher, exuding an extraordinary aura. Their arrival made a grand spectacle, immediately knocking the fighting individuals away.

"You guard me here. It takes ten seconds to activate the array, and I just need you to hold on for those ten seconds, and I can enter."

The thin man shouted as he entered the array. A successful smile appeared on his face, "What does it matter if I’m the first to enter the Fu Sect? I’ve collected several rare beast cores, and the seals I’ll refine will be far superior. Only the one who laughs at the end is the true winner."

"Too bad you won’t be the one laughing in the end!"

Ye Mo, who arrived in a hurry, immediately made a move, unleashing his own power. The Immortal-Slaying Thunder Fist was launched ferociously, sending everyone flying with lightning speed. The thin man, feeling the impact, repeatedly resisted. Although he wasn’t knocked away, he staggered a few steps and was directly forced out of the array.

"Who are you?"

The thin man, seeing Ye Mo, with a face full of coldness, said coldly, "I am the Young Master of the Divine Sword Sect, Jian Feng. I advise you not to offend me, or your end will be miserable."

"The Young Master of the Divine Sword Sect?"

Ye Mo frowned slightly, then smiled, "How does your Divine Sword Sect compare to the Spirit Sect? Just now, two disciples from the Spirit Sect were so scared by my power that they soiled themselves. The Young Master of the Spirit Sect was beaten by me at the Rune Master Guild."

"So it was you that Ling Yan mentioned? Who exactly are you, that the President of the Southern region would favor you?"

Jian Feng said indifferently.

"Do you even deserve to know my name?"

Ye Mo looked at Jian Feng with disdain and said calmly, "I don’t have time to talk to you so much. You better leave quickly; the last spot isn’t yours to take."

Ye Mo had become the first prodigy on the Lingwu Continent, and no young person could possibly defeat him. Even if they used seals, they were absolutely not his opponents. Coupled with his recent ascension to the Wheel of Reincarnation, his power had surged greatly, and only strong figures of the older generation, like Poison Symbol Xu Hui, could pose a threat to him.

"So it’s not mine to take? Let me see what qualifications you have to compete for this spot with me!"

Jian Feng shouted loudly, his finger trembling as a sharp longsword appeared in his hand. His body bent like a bow, and with a bounce, his whole person shot out suddenly at a speed almost beyond anyone’s reaction. The tip of his sword had already reached Ye Mo’s brow, ready to kill him at any moment.

But the next moment, Jian Feng’s expression froze completely. Ye Mo casually extended two fingers, directly clamping his longsword. With a burst of force, terrifying energy transmitted along the sword’s body into his body, immediately causing his body to start shaking with crackling sounds.

"You!"

Jian Feng’s attack, which had seemed assured of success, was instantly neutralized, and he only managed to utter one word from his mouth.

"Even the power of the Fifth Transformation of the Wheel of Reincarnation dares to shout in front of me. I’ve slayed countless during my time in the Cosmos Realm."

Ye Mo flicked his finger again, directly bouncing it on Jian Feng’s forehead, sending him flying out.

The surrounding contestants who had rushed over all trembled as they watched this scene. A master of the Wheel of Reincarnation Fifth Transformation was actually sent flying by just a finger from him. What kind of strength did this young man possess?

Seeing his prowess shock everyone, Ye Mo smiled, stopped in the array for a moment, and then completely disappeared.

No spot for entering the Fu Sect!

Here lay a vast square that was shockingly large. Surrounding the square were densely packed silhouettes—none of these people had qualified to compete, but they had the privilege of entering the Fu Sect to watch the tournament.

Suspended in the air above the square were ten gigantic Talisman Inscription Platforms. On each Talisman Inscription Platform was a table, and the exchanges between the ten Rune artists would take place upon them. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Obviously, the wait beforehand was somewhat dull.

However, with the entry of the first person, the atmosphere in the venue began to ignite, and countless eyes were focused on that figure.

Fu Si!

There was almost no suspense for Fu Si to enter first, as anyone familiar with him knew. First, his cultivation had reached the Wheel of Reincarnation Seven Transformations, making killing an ordinary Charm Spirit unremarkable. Additionally, his seal technique had reached the Eighth Order Ninth Mastery, with extraordinary methods and a high success rate, ensuring he didn’t need to kill many Charm Spirits.

Accepting everyone’s gaze, Fu Si also had a slight smile on his face and then, led by the Elder, stood in waiting with the candidates.

Subsequently, another elder emerged from the array—a thin, linen-clad elder who resembled an old piece of firewood, yet his eyes were incredibly spirited.

The appearance of this elder also stirred quite an uproar.

"That’s Fu Xin the Elder!"

"Wow, even Fu Xin the Elder has shown up. It seems that the allure of a Half-Deity Level Charm Spirit is indeed great. Even a renowned Seal Artist like him has appeared, fear that it won’t be so easy for Fu Si to claim the championship."

"Those old things really can swallow their pride!"

The appearance of Fu Xin the elder evidently sparked a flurry of discussion. In the previous years, Fu Xin had also participated in the Rune Convention and achieved an impressive result, earning him widespread fame. Back then, his title was Fu Xin the Ghost Child.

The third person to appear was rather mysterious, as she was dressed in black robes and a hat, making her appearance unclear, but judging by the figure, it was apparent she was a woman.

Next came the fourth participant, none other than the Young Master of the leading Spirit Sect among the Four Great Sects, Ling Yan.

Ling Yan’s appearance once again ignited the scene. As someone outside the Spirit Sect, Ling Yan’s ability to enter the Fu Sect at such speed was naturally surprising.

Following him were five more individuals, including two from the Spirit Sect and three nameless elders.

As one successful contestant after another emerged, the stands erupted in thunderous cheers. With nine participants already revealed, only one remained. Once the last one appeared, the Rune Convention’s truly compelling competition would officially begin.

Moreover, those who successfully passed the first round of assessment could be considered among the top Rune artists on the continent. Even if they didn’t make it to the top three, various powers would still offer them coveted olive branches.

Zi Xuan, Xia He, Xia Shiyun, and Hou Qinglong were also eagerly searching, anticipating Ye Mo’s appearance, yet until the ninth participant appeared, they hadn’t found any sign of Ye Mo, making them more anxious.

Feeling Zi Xuan’s tension, Xia He said from the side, "Miss Zi Xuan, there are so many excellent Rune artists at the Rune Convention. Even if Ye Mo didn’t pass the first round, it’s not a big deal. After all, becoming a genius in Martial-cum-Inscription Dual Cultivation isn’t easy."