Invincible Kungfu Healer Chapter 927

Everyone knew that the Blood Evil Temple and the Dafang Sect could not see eye-to-eye. Otherwise, it would not have reached the point where the dignified Blood Evil Temple would get in the way of a small sect like Dafang during the preliminaries. It was just that the Blood Evil Temple had such scope that the Dafang Sect were defeated and were not destined to stand out during the Martial Arts Circle Convention.

Up until now, Mo Wen had not participated in the contest. Some people even believed that he feared the Blood Evil Temple and did not want to tarnish his reputation as the Heaven List First because of a defeat by the Blood Evil Temple.

But from the look of it now, that was not the case at all. Maybe Mo Wen had not appeared because he was preoccupied with some other matter.

Mo Wen's action of directly looking for the Blood Evil Temple was clearly with the intention of seeking revenge.

The members of the Eight Major Sects looked humorously at the Mo Wen and Gu Jingman. These two characters were indeed somewhat arrogant. However, their courage was not to be scoffed at. At first, they had thought that Mo Wen would find one of the weaker sects among the eight sects to be his opponent. From the look of it, that was not the case.

Of course, weaker was just comparatively speaking. Sects that could rank among the top eight were by no means weak. In their eyes, any one of the eight sects could easily crush these two members of the Dafang Sect. They almost had no chance of sucess.

“That is Big Brother Mo! He has finally appeared.”

In the grandstand, a young maiden stood up excitedly. This was none other than Su Wan'er. Beside her were Wang Qian and Tang Zhizhi. The three women were usually occupied with the business of a stall. However, Mo Wen left saying that he had matters to attend to and without warning had disappeared for almost half a month. They could not find him. The supply of medicinal pills on the stall could not keep up with the demand. Without Mo Wen to top them up, they had sold all the pills a few days ago.

Since they had nothing else to do, they had come to watch the Sect Tournament in the Divine Dragon Nest. Who would have thought that Big Brother Mo, who had disappeared, would actually appear in the contest?

“That fellow has probably just emerged from the Goddess' World. I never imagined that he would be able to endure the Goddess' World for so long.” As a Huatian Palace Executor, Tang Zhizhi was well informed. She more or less knew about Mo Wen's comings and goings. However, she clearly had not told Su Wan'er and Wang Qian much about these matters.

“Only Mo Wen and his elder sister Gu Jingman were sent out to challenge a sect. That's so over the top!”

Wang Qian covered her mouth with her dainty hand. The other sects had all sent out five people. Why was it that the Dafang Sect only had Mo Wen and Gu Jingman? The fact that Gu Jingman was Mo Wen's elder sister only in name was no secret in Dragon City. After all, as the Heaven List First and Second, they were the hot topic that had grasped everyone's attention.

At the same time, far away on the outskirts of Dragon City, in an exquisite and elegant loft, Yao Yu stood with her hands behind her back. She was looking at the beautiful lotus pond below. Her enchanting appearance caused the hearts of others to tremble.

“You say he has appeared?” Yao Yu said plainly as she gazed at the enchanting lotuses in the pond.

“He appeared in the Divine Dragon Nest contest fifteen minutes ago. I came over immediately to report to you as soon as I got the news.” A person who looked like a servant bowed respectfully.

“I thought he was prepared to keep hiding away like a tortoise.” The corners of Yao Yu's mouth curled into a playful grin. She had not appeared in the Divine Dragon Nest. Instead, she had remained in her quiet loft. She had come to Dragon City to evaluate the Hua Xia ancient martial art world. After days of observation, she had a basic understanding of the Hua Xia ancient martial art world. According to her plan, she was supposed to have already left Dragon City by now.

However, she had not left because there was still one person she had yet to meet. It had become an indescribable obsession for her. If she could not teach that presumptuous fellow a lesson before she left, she would not be satisfied.

The promise had been for ten days but more than half a month had passed. She reckoned that Mo Wen knew that he was no match for her, and had intentionally hid himself away to avoid their contest.

She never imagined that when she was beginning to grow impatient and had thoughts of leaving that Mo Wen would instead appear.

“Very good. Since he dared to set a promise of ten days, it won't be easy for him to hide away like a tortoise right now. Let's go. We will cut him off at the Divine Dragon Nest.”

Yao Yu softly snorted. She turned and walked down from the loft.

Elsewhere, Sacred Maiden Stunning Snow from the Gods Alliance similarly had not yet left. Why she remained in Dragon City, aside from her, most likely no one else could have known.

“Highness Stunning Snow, the person that you are concerned about has appeared. He is in the Divine Dragon Nest challenging a sect called the Blood Evil Temple. They only sent out two candidates to participate in the contest.”

A youth wearing armor from the Middle Ages entered the room respectfully. He stood behind Stunning Snow and made his report. As Highness Stunning Snow's guardian knight, he was not only her only servant but dealt with all her external affairs, big and small.

“He has finally showed up!”

The corners of Stunning Snow's mouth curled into a plain smile, “Yao Yu has most likely not left Dragon City because of him. With her personality, when Mo Wen offended her in such a manner, she could not possibly let it slide. It won't end well for him now that he has offended Yao Yu. I want to see how he ends up. Let's go. We will also go to the Divine Dragon Nest to take a look. I suspect that Yao Yu is already there.”

The look on the armored youth's face was somewhat bizarre. The Sacred Maiden had stayed in Dragon City for a long time. Could it be that she wanted to see how things would play out? He had never seen the Sacred Maiden be so interested in someone.

Inside the Divine Dragon Nest, the atmosphere was unprecedentedly explosive. The Dafang Sect had made a comeback and they wanted to challenge the Blood Evil Temple with just two people. These two were also the Heaven List First and Second.

Everyone's curiosity was piqued by the Dafang Sect, which had popped out of nowhere.

Mo Wen calmly entered the light shroud. He had no interest in what others thought of him. He only needed to defeat the Blood Evil Temple and was using these ancient martial art practitioners from the Peng Lai Immortal Realm to test his ability. He was not afraid of fighting anyone who had yet to become immortal. Even if he was defeated, that was fine. Mo Wen had long lost interest in power and fame. If he could earn it, that would be great. If not, he would not force it either.

The rules for the Sect Tournament were simple. The candidates from both sects would enter the light shroud and the sect that could defeat everyone from the opponent team won. Aside from Mo Wen and Gu Jingman going in as a pair, even if a sect just sent one representative, as long as that representative was strong enough and could defeat five people on his own, it was acceptable.

Five members of the Blood Evil Temple appeared at the other side of the light shroud. Their facial expressions were sullen. After all, Mo Wen had dared to challenge them with just two people. Clearly, Mo Wen was looking down on them. Even if the Blood Evil Temple won, some would think that they hadn't won fair and square. On the other hand, if they lost, the consequences would be unbearable.

In contrast, Lord Merciless stood on the grandstand with a slightly excited expression. “Damn you, Mo Wen! You don't know your own limits. Since you are seeking death on your own, so be it!”

It would be wonderful if the sect seniors could cripple Mo Wen's cultivation. A huge threat would have been removed for Lord Merciless. Lord Merciless did not think that Mo Wen had the ability to challenge the seniors from the Blood Evil Temple. Most likely any one of his seniors would easily be able to finish off Mo Wen. Did Mo Wen imagine that he was truly invincible as the Heaven List First? When faced with the senior strong practitioners, Mo Wen was but a helpless toddler.

“It's been a long time since I have encountered such an arrogant youth. All of you, stay out of this. I alone am enough to finish them off.”

Yang Zonglin walked out from his team. He broadcasted his voice using Inner Qi so that everyone in the Divine Dragon Nest could hear him. Two youths were challenging the Blood Evil Temple directly. No matter what, their act was an insult to the reputation of the Blood Evil Temple. Yang Zonglin had to fight alone in order to save face for the sect.

“Sister, this old fart is looking down on us. We can't allow them to belittle us. You stay out of this too. I am enough to handle all of them on my own.”

Mo Wen had spoken plainly. He had said 'them' instead of 'him'. It meant that on top of fighting Yang Zonglin alone, he intended to fight everyone from the Blood Evil Temple. The Blood Evil Temple was arrogant, but Mo Wen was even more imperious than they were.

“As you wish.” Gu Jingman had a look that said she would do anything Mo Wen said.

“Okay, brat. Die for me!”

Yang Zonglin was so cross that he laughed. He had never seen a youth as arrogant as Mo Wen. Yang Zonglin took a step forward and his figure appeared in front of Mo Wen without a trace. This mysterious move amazed everyone. Anyone else would most likely be no match for him even if they practiced rite of passage movement techniques.

A terrifying pressure enveloped Mo Wen from above. The surrounding space seemed to have frozen instantaneously, with terrifying forces like ocean waves crashing towards Mo Wen from all directions. Mo Wen's contest with Xin Wuji paled into insignificance compared to what he was experiencing now.

Yang Zonglin was indeed one of the few top Infinite Powerhouses among the Eight Major Sects. His first attack was already formidable.

Mo Wen raised his eyebrows and sneered. He didn't dodge, and instead responded with a punch. With a loud thud the two forces collided and the sound of waves thundered. Mo Wen stood unperturbed on his original spot. On the other hand, Yang Zonglin was forced backwards by seven or eight steps.

“How is it possible?”

Yang Zonglin had a look of utter disbelief and a stunned gaze. They had exchanged a blow head on and he had actually lost to a callow brat. How was that possible? But, the numbness and the pain he felt in his arm was so clear and real. It was as though he had not exchanged a blow with a human, but a human-shaped machine. Mo Wen's fist was that tough!

“Is that all you amount to?” Mo Wen sighed softly. He had thought that Yang Zonglin would be a formidable opponent. But judging by the look of it, Mo Wen had overestimated him.

Mo Wen's current cultivation had reached the Martial Arts Grandmaster third realm. It was not much different from that of Yang Zonglin. Of course, Yang Zonglin's two to three hundred years worth of cultivation was deeper and richer than Mo Wen's. However, Mo Wen's body had been strengthened to an unbelievable degree, refined both by a large amount of Vital Qi and his practice of the Celestial Body.

The old bones of Yang Zonglin couldn't hold up well when he fought head on with just pure strength against Mo Wen.

Not only was Yang Zonglin shocked, everyone from the Eight Major Sects, including the Blood Evil Temple, were stupefied. Some people in the grandstand were astonished too. Only those who didn't understand the situation thought there was nothing special to it. For example, Su Wan'er was still waving her arms while cheering, “Big Brother Mo is so powerful!”

“From the look of it, Mo Wen has made significant improvements in the Goddess' World,” Mo Qingtian said somewhat emotionally. Compared to before, the Mo Wen of today was at least ten times stronger. Moreover, this was what Mo Qingtian had just witnessed. God knows what trump cards Mo Wen had up his sleeve.

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