Battle Through The Heavens : I Am The Thunder Emperor

Chapter 331: The Battle Against Mo Ya, the Shock of a Dou Huang's Strength

As the two figures descended, the entire atmosphere froze.

"Mo Yu, Cai Lin!" Mo Tianxing stared in surprise at the silver-eyed young man and the noble, cold woman who had suddenly appeared, his face growing unusually serious.

When his eyes fell on Cai Lin, the enchanting woman standing beside Mo Yu, even he felt a deep sense of caution. According to the intelligence gathered by the Black Emperor Sect, the strength of this Heavenly Snake Hall leader was no less than that of the Eagle Mountain Elder!

At first, Mo Tianxing had thought this was an exaggeration. After all, Eagle Mountain Elder was a famous powerhouse in the Black-Corner Region, a four-star Dou Zong (Battle Sect). How could he be weaker than a mere hall master from Yuan Manor?

But now, feeling the deadly aura of allure and danger radiating from Cai Lin, he realized just how terrifying this noble and alluring woman really was.

"The Master is here! The Master has arrived!"

Unlike the tense, guarded reactions of the Black Emperor Sect and Demon Flame Valley, the members of Yuan Manor's Black Wolf Hall and Tiger Hall were filled with joy upon seeing Mo Yu's figure.

"Are you all alright?" Mo Yu folded away his Dou Qi wings as he landed beside Xiao Li and the others. His gaze swept over Zi Huo, Lin Yan, Lin Xiuya, and the others as he asked.

"We're fine," Zi Huo and Xiao Li answered in unison, shaking their heads.

Looking at Mo Yu, Xiao Li suddenly felt ashamed and said, "If not for you arriving in time, we would have fallen into the trap of Black Emperor Sect and Demon Flame Valley. This is my fault for nearly causing the destruction of our two halls."

"Haha, Cousin Xiao Li, there's no need for that. This whole thing started because you were gathering resources for me. It's not your responsibility. Leave the rest to me." Mo Yu patted Xiao Li on the shoulder with a light smile.

Hearing Mo Yu's reassuring words, Xiao Li nodded, feeling a warmth in his heart.

"Master Mo, Great Elder Fang, you both set a trap to harm my Yuan Manor. What are your true intentions?" Mo Yu turned to Mo Tianxing and his group, his voice growing cold.

"Master Mo, I believe I should be the one asking you that. Your Yuan Manor stole my sect's top alchemist and slaughtered many of the Black-Corner Region's factions. Is that not going too far?" Mo Tianxing responded sternly.

"Ridiculous! A wise bird chooses a good tree to nest in. If Qi Shan feels that Yuan Manor offers better prospects than your Black Emperor Sect, what's wrong with him switching sides?

As for those other factions, the Black-Corner Region has always been ruled by the strong. Yuan Manor defeated Han Feng's Black Alliance, so we have the strength to control the Black-Corner Region. What does that have to do with your two factions?

If Black Emperor Sect and Demon Flame Valley don't like it, then let's settle this with a battle. Why resort to such underhanded schemes against us?" Mo Yu sneered.

Hearing this, Mo Tianxing and Fang's faces darkened, a flicker of malice passing through their eyes.

"Haha, since Master Mo speaks of the Black-Corner Region being ruled by the strong, may I have the honor of challenging Master Mo to a duel?" Just as the tension in the air reached its peak, a gentle, breezy voice sounded.

As the words fell, a handsome young man dressed in white stepped out from the Black Emperor Sect's ranks. Mo Yu recognized him immediately—it was Mo Ya, whom he had briefly encountered in Black Emperor City.

"Oh, you want to challenge me?"

Hearing this, Mo Yu raised an eyebrow, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

Seeing Mo Yu's slightly amused smile, Mo Ya felt a sudden chill in his heart. He quickly shook off the feeling, narrowing his eyes as he respectfully clasped his hands and said, "Master Mo, I agree with what you said about strength being the rule of the Black-Corner Region. Since our two factions are at odds over certain matters, why not settle things with our fists?

If I lose, the Black Emperor Sect will no longer pursue the matter of Elder Qi Shan defecting to your side. But if I win, I ask that you return Elder Qi Shan to us.

What do you think of my challenge and wager, Master Mo?"

Hearing Mo Ya's words, both the Black Emperor Sect and Yuan Manor were stunned. The idea of Mo Ya challenging Mo Yu, a famous figure in the Black-Corner Region, seemed bold. What gave him such confidence?

Even Mo Ya's father, Mo Tianxing, was surprised by his son's challenge. He couldn't understand why his son would challenge Mo Yu like this. However, remembering that Mo Ya was his successor, known for his exceptional talent and maturity, Mo Tianxing decided to trust him.

While everyone else remained puzzled, Mo Ya smiled slightly and continued, "Of course, to ensure fairness, I request that Master Mo refrain from using his Dou Zong puppet or external forces during the duel. That way, the result will be convincing for everyone."

Hearing this, the members of Black Emperor Sect finally understood Mo Ya's strategy and smiled admiringly at him.

While Mo Yu's reputation in the Black-Corner Region was well-known, much of it was due to his Dou Zong-level puppet and his ability to temporarily explode with Dou Zong power. Without these two advantages, Mo Yu was merely a Dou Wang (Battle King). Although that made him a top talent for his age, it was far from impressive in the Black-Corner Region.

Mo Ya, as the heir of Black Emperor Sect, was a six-star Dou Huang (Battle Emperor). Even some of the strong figures on the Black List couldn't match him.

If Mo Yu didn't use his puppet or other external forces, he stood no chance against Mo Ya.

By presenting this challenge, no matter what Mo Yu chose, he would be at a disadvantage. If he refused, his reputation would suffer, as rejecting the challenge of someone younger would be seen as cowardice.

If he accepted, the Black Emperor Sect would rejoice even more. A six-star Dou Huang like Mo Ya could easily defeat a mere Dou Wang like Mo Yu, bringing shame to Yuan Manor.

Mo Tianxing and the other elders of Black Emperor Sect grinned at Mo Ya, clearly proud of the young man's clever tactics.

The members of Yuan Manor also realized the trap and looked at Mo Yu with concern. They had no idea how strong Mo Yu had become.

"Ah, with the boss's talent, in another two years he could definitely defeat that guy in white. But right now…" Lin Yan, standing among Yuan Manor's ranks, sighed with a hint of regret.

Liu Qing and Lin Xiuya nodded in agreement. They were all top talents from Jia Nan Academy, but even they were only three or four-star Dou Wangs.

Although Mo Yu was more gifted, at most, he would only be a peak Dou Wang. Challenging Mo Ya, a six-star Dou Huang, seemed like an impossible task.

However, throughout the whole ordeal, Zi Huo and Cai Lin remained completely calm, watching Mo Ya with indifferent eyes as if he were nothing more than a clown.

Noticing their reactions, Xiao Li's heart stirred. Thinking back to Mo Yu's intense resource gathering over the past six months, he wondered…

"Haha, just a moment ago, Master Mo was talking about how strength rules the Black-Corner Region, and now you hesitate to accept my challenge. Could it be that you're afraid, or perhaps you can only rely on others for power?" Mo Ya's smile widened as he mocked Mo Yu, thinking his plan had succeeded.

"Fine, I accept your challenge," Mo Yu suddenly said, nodding calmly.

Hearing this, Mo Ya froze, staring in disbelief at the silver-eyed young man before him. A moment later, he grinned even wider, his eyes gleaming with hidden malice beneath his outwardly warm smile.

"Very well! Since Master Mo has agreed, I won't hold back."

Mo Ya's voice was cheerful, but inside, he harbored deep killing intent.

As the heir to Black Emperor Sect, he had grown up basking in the praise of others. Yet ever since Mo Yu's rise, Mo Ya had felt his own light being overshadowed. Mo Yu was younger, more accomplished, and even more respected than Mo Ya's own father.

Now, given the chance to fight Mo Yu fairly, Mo Ya couldn't wait. With his strength as a six-star Dou Huang, he would not only defeat Mo Yu but also seize the opportunity to kill him!

Sensing Mo Ya's murderous intent, Mo Yu smiled playfully.

Mo Yu knew that Mo Ya was a six-star Dou Huang. If this had been six months ago, when Mo Yu was still a seven-star Dou Wang, there would have been no way he could defeat Mo Ya without using Uncle Snake's power or the puppet.

But now, having broken through to the Dou Huang realm himself, Mo Yu's strength and foundation far surpassed that of an ordinary Dou Huang. Mo Ya was the perfect opponent for him to test his new abilities.

Mo Ya, of course, had no idea that Mo Yu had advanced. Eager for the duel, he stepped into the center of the field, facing off against Mo Yu.

"Haha, forgive me, Master Mo!"

With a cold smile, Mo Ya unleashed his killing intent. Without wasting any time, he spread his Dou Qi wings and shot forward like a ghost, appearing in front of Mo Yu in an instant.

Staring coldly at Mo Yu, Mo Ya's lips twisted into a cruel smile. With a low shout, a torrent of deep blue Dou Qi surged from his body like a viscous, blue-white liquid, filling the air with terrifying power.

With a stomp, Mo Ya shot forward, his hand covered in deep blue Dou Qi. His palm slashed through the air with a sharp hiss, the force so immense that even a mountain would shatter under its weight.

Despite the ferocity of Mo Ya's attack, Mo Yu didn't meet it head-on. Instead, his own Dou Qi wings spread, and his figure flickered, disappearing from sight in an instant.

When Mo Ya's target vanished, his expression changed slightly. All he could see was a faint black streak flashing by, leaving him stunned.

Dou Wangs could form Dou Qi wings, but compared to a Dou Huang's wings, they were far inferior.

A Dou Wang's wings were formed by borrowing external energy from the environment, whereas a Dou Huang's wings were formed from their own Dou Qi. As a result, Dou Huang wings were superior in both speed and control.

However, Mo Yu's Dou Qi wings showed no such weakness, matching Mo Ya's in both appearance and practicality.

With these thoughts racing through his mind, Mo Ya quickly redirected his palm, aiming behind him.

Boom!

The explosion echoed through the battlefield as Mo Ya's palm collided with Mo Yu's punch, blocking the force of the blow. However, the power of Mo Yu's strike sent a numb sensation up Mo Ya's arm.

"How is his strength this terrifying? What's going on? Even though he killed the leader of the Barbarian Beast Sect, his strength shouldn't have surpassed Dou Huang. But now, his speed, power, and reflexes are all better than some low-level Dou Huangs."

As Mo Ya felt the strength in Mo Yu's punch, his expression faltered, and waves of shock surged through his mind.

Mo Yu, however, paid no attention to Mo Ya's shock. Activating his Heavenly Thunder Body, his body emitted a sound like a howling wind as he hurled heavy punches at Mo Ya.

Mo Yu's seemingly simple punches were wrapped in crackling thunder, each blow as powerful as a cannonball, striking with overwhelming force.

The strength and fierceness of Mo Yu's blows caught Mo Ya off guard, causing him to struggle in the beginning.

However, Mo Ya was still a six-star Dou Huang. After the initial shock, he quickly regained his composure. His vast Dou Qi flowed out, blocking Mo Yu's relentless punches.

In the center of the field, the two figures clashed—blue and silver Dou Qi filled the air, dividing the battlefield. Every collision sent out visible shockwaves, leaving cracks in the ground beneath them.

Boom!

With another heavy clash, Mo Yu and Mo Ya were both forced back five steps.

Seeing that the two were evenly matched, the crowd on both sides couldn't help but stare in shock at the silver-eyed youth.

Mo Yu, a Dou Wang, was holding his own against Mo Ya, a six-star Dou Huang?

"Hmph, just brute strength," Mo Ya muttered, his face darkening. With a cold smile, he said, "If this is all you have, Master Mo, then I'm done here."

As he spoke, Mo Ya's hands rapidly formed strange seals. With each movement, scalding blue Dou Qi surged from his body like a raging river.

Encased in the blue Dou Qi, Mo Ya resembled a figure made of water. His aura surged, clearly revealing his full strength as a six-star Dou Huang.

Seeing Mo Ya unleash his full power, the members of Black Emperor Sect smiled expectantly, eager to see how Mo Yu would handle the situation.

They knew Mo Ya's true strength. Even though he was only a six-star Dou Huang, his deep foundation and mastery of powerful techniques made him capable of fighting against seven or even eight-star Dou Huangs.

"Haha, if that's the case, then I'll get serious too."

In response, the silver-eyed youth stood with his hands behind his back. Suddenly, a terrifying aura burst from his body like a tidal wave, matching Mo Ya's strength blow for blow.

"A Dou Huang!"

Feeling the overwhelming power radiating from Mo Yu, Mo Ya froze in disbelief. Mo Tianxing was stunned, and Fang's face twisted in shock.

The master of Yuan Manor was a Dou Huang!

(End of Chapter)

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