The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood-Chapter 1171 - 1172: Seal Clash

Looking at the seal that Ye Mo brought out, everyone was shocked. Could it be that Ye Mo wants to give it another try?

"This Ye Mo is just courting death. A seal refined by a charm master won’t have much fluctuation in level, and to successfully advance to the third round, he needs an Energy Index above 8990. 8950 and 8990 may not seem too different, but they represent hundreds of years’ difference in seal technique cultivation."

Fu Rong sneered.

Even Fu Si revealed a sneer. Originally, with that ninth-grade seal used by Ye Mo, he could at least secure a top-three spot, but it seems he will halt in the second round. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Feeling the strange gazes around him, Ye Mo smiled slightly, flicked his fingers, and the seal shot directly toward the blue mirror surface.

Eighth Order Ninth Mastery Rune, Energy Index 8999!

"What?"

Fu Rong’s face immediately showed an incredulous expression.

She never thought that the second seal Ye Mo brought out would suddenly soar to an Energy Index of 8999, something absolutely impossible based on her experience.

If someone said Ye Mo did it on purpose, that’s definitely impossible; no one would deliberately hold back.

"What exactly did this guy do to that seal to boost the Energy Index to 8999!"

Fu Si was also greatly shocked. A seal with an Energy Index of 8999 meant that this attack charm had reached the pinnacle of the Eighth Order Ninth Refinement, and could not advance further—next would be the ninth-grade seals.

"This boy is indeed not ordinary. Perhaps the ninth-grade seal he refined can truly contend with that rune of Fu Rong’s that summons the Ful雷."

Fu Chen chuckled and nodded with satisfaction. Whether or not Ye Mo wins the championship, he would definitely take him as a disciple this time.

Ye Mo tied for first place with Fu Rong with an Energy Index of 8999, while Fu Si secured the second place with a score of 8990.

These three are the top three of this Rune Convention.

But, who the final champion will be is still unknown.

Will Ye Mo’s ninth-grade seal be stronger, or will Fu Rong’s rune that summons Ful雷 be stronger? All the audiences are highly anticipating.

"Next is the third round of the competition. The one with the higher Energy Index will be the champion of this Rune Convention."

Fu Chen announced loudly.

"Wait!"

At this moment, Fu Rong waved her hand and said calmly, "Both my seal and Ye Mo’s seal are of the ninth-grade level. The champion will definitely be decided between the two of us. Since that’s the case, why don’t we let these two seals have a showdown? We’ll clearly see who’s stronger and who’s weaker!"

"No way!"

Fu Chen immediately refused. The power of a seal and its actual performance power have some differences. The same seal can have different power in different hands, and a charm master like Fu Rong naturally knows how to unleash the seal’s full potential. Moreover, Fu Rong, like him, is a strong person in the Divine Venerate Realm, while Ye Mo is just a Martial Artist in the Wheel of Reincarnation Realm.

"Fu Chen, having a showdown purely based on Energy Index is too dull. I think the audience wants to see the actual effect of the seals. I know what you’re worried about. How about this? My seal will be performed by your Fu Sect’s Fu Si; his strength is about the same as Ye Mo’s. They can have a seal showdown. If Fu Si loses, Ye Mo will be the champion of this Rune Convention. If Ye Mo loses, I will be the champion."

Fu Rong’s voice was loud and set ablaze the curiosity of everyone. Although they’ve witnessed the contestants’ methods of refining seals, it’s the effect of the seals that truly captivates people.

"Showdown, showdown!"

The surrounding audience started to clamor, clearly having a keen interest in the showdown proposed by Fu Rong.

"Fu Chen, did you hear that? Everyone is looking forward to this seal showdown. Are you not confident in your Fu Sect’s genius disciples?"

Fu Rong smiled faintly.

This time, regardless of who wins or loses the showdown, it won’t be good for Fu Chen. After all, Fu Si is his sect’s disciple. Although not officially accepted as a direct disciple, he is recognized in the Fu Sect as the most talented charm master among the younger generation.

If Ye Mo wins, it would be a slap to the Fu Sect’s face, indicating that Fu Si’s seal technique and ability to perform seals are both inferior to Ye Mo’s.

If Fu Si wins, Fu Rong will become the champion of this convention, and the evil little girl will then belong to Fu Rong.

"This hat-wearing woman actually thought of this method to have a showdown with me? Could it be that she lost confidence after seeing my previous performance?"

Ye Mo furrowed his brow, "But, that’s also fine. They don’t know the true power of my second seal, which is entirely due to me infusing a trace of dragon patterns’ power into the seal, enhancing the power of the Fire Thunder Dragon Chant Rune greatly."

"However, it seems the opponent is very confident. Could there be some kind of conspiracy?"

Ye Mo thought for a moment and saw a sly smile appear on Fu Si’s face. At this moment, he couldn’t help but recall the strange seals performed by the opponent, and knew there was definitely trickery involved.

However, when it comes to purely competing on Energy Index, his seal may not match up against the seal refined by Fu Rong. He has no choice but to accept the challenge, hoping for a chance at victory.

"Senior Fu Chen, since this senior wants a showdown with me, then I will accept."

Ye Mo said.

Shua!

In an instant, countless eyes turned to Ye Mo, and a deafening cheer erupted.

"Very well, since both sides agree, let Ye Mo and Fu Si use their final seal to determine the last winner!"

Fu Chen finally nodded in agreement.

"In that case, come on down!"

Fu Si took the seal from Fu Rong’s hand, flew down quickly, and landed on the square, while Ye Mo followed suit and landed in front of Fu Si, a mere hundred steps away.

The two stared at each other, and it seemed that at any moment, they could erupt into the fiercest showdown, with their eyes incredibly sharp.

Although with their strength, they couldn’t fully unleash the true power of a ninth-grade seal, it would still be terrifying when deployed.

"Ye Mo, I have to admit, your luck is really good to refine a ninth-grade seal. But this time, you’re bound to lose in this showdown."

Fu Si said blandly, devoid of any expression, and the seal mark between his eyebrows flickered incessantly.

It seemed that Fu Si was very confident in this showdown.

Moreover, through minute subtlety, Ye Mo vaguely noticed that there was an evil force within Fu Si’s body, gradually extending toward the seal in his hand.

"He has infused a Martial Artist’s blade spirit into that seal!"

By now, Ye Mo finally understood why Fu Si was so confident.

Ye Mo had suffered from this before; the opponent infused a Martial Artist’s Sword Qi cultivation entirely into one seal to unleash a super attack, a very sinister technique.

Could Fu Si and this black-clad hat-wearing woman be working together?