The Clan Master Can t possibly Be A Mortal

Chapter 463: Chapter 463: Mo Ying’s Strength, Instant Suppression, The Prince Appears
 

Even Jiang Baige is no match for Qiao Jiaxi in a fight among equals?

Luo Hedong and the others found this hard to accept.

Jiang Baige possesses the Sword King Physique, with combat power far surpassing his peers, but even such a person admits to being inferior to Qiao Jiaxi?

So, just how strong exactly is Qiao Jiaxi?

Everyone couldn’t help but imagine.

“Cough cough cough!”

Li He picked up the flying knife from the ground, his clothes tattered, gave a fist salute to the nine-meter-tall Qiao Jiaxi, and quickly ran away.

In midair.

The complexion of Huang Pingfeng, who was in charge of hosting this sparring battle from the Royal Capital, turned ugly, not expecting even Li He to be defeated.

In the Royal Capital, Li He was very well-known.

Since he started his cultivation journey, he had never been defeated in battles among his peers, and could be said to be a true prodigy.

But just now, Li He was actually overwhelmed by Qiao Jiaxi!

“According to the best-of-three format, it seems unnecessary to continue with the third match now that Misty Sect has already won two in a row, doesn’t it?”

A Spirit Sea Realm expert from the Divine Wind Sword Sect said with a smile.

He came from the Southern River Basin and was delighted from the bottom of his heart to see a disciple from Misty Sect win.

“Humph, how can we not continue?”

The talents from the Royal Capital were not willing to give up.

If they didn’t even have the courage to continue the spar, the name of the Royal Capital’s talents would be disgraced from today onward.

This last battle must be fought.

And it must be won!

“Since we must fight, your opponent for the third match will be me,” Mo Ying declared, holding the Breeze-riding Sword, arriving at Fuyun Gloomy Forest.

She did not hide her cultivation.

Her cultivation level was exactly at the peak of the Fourth Layer of the Element Gathering Realm.

“Let me do it!”

Someone from the Royal Capital’s group of talents stepped forward.

She too was a woman.

The aura around her was also at the peak of the Fourth Layer of the Element Gathering Realm.

“It’s Ling Xin!”

“She is the beloved pearl in the hand of the Ling Family’s head, having stepped into such a cultivation level at a young age, and is said to be very strong.”

“Could the future leader of the Ling Family be anything but strong?”

“I heard that Fairy Ling Xin is looking for a son-in-law to join their family, do you think I would be suitable?”

“You? You’d be more suitable as a stable boy.”

“How audacious!”

The cultivators from various major forces were all talking at once, and some even started arguing.

Mo Ying looked at Ling Xin.

This was a woman clad in battle armor, valiant and spirited, holding twin swords, with an air of bravery about her.

She, too, radiated an outburst of Sword Intent.

“You also use a sword, I want to see whether your sword is faster, or if my sword is faster,” Mo Ying said.

Ling Xin looked at Mo Ying, her voice forceful.

She was very domineering and more akin to a man.

Her eyes were full of authority, possessing the demeanor of a superior.

“Words are useless, make your move!” Mo Ying switched to a Middle Grade Spirit Sword, not choosing the Upper Grade Flying Sword called Bai Ling.

Using it would mean winning without honor.

After all, the twin swords in Ling Xin’s hands were also only Middle Grade Spiritual Artifacts.

“Twin Sword Slash!”

Ling Xin was the first to launch an attack.

Her speed was incredibly fast, suddenly crossing in front of Mo Ying, her swords slashing in an x-shape, with a swift flash of sword light immediately appearing.

Mo Ying sidestepped nimbly and avoided the strike.

“Eh, such quick movement!”

Ling Xin was surprised to find that Mo Ying had dodged to the side and then suddenly disappeared.

“Behind me?”

Ling Xin immediately swung one sword behind her only to find she struck air, feeling a sense of danger she rapidly thrust her other sword into the air above.

And Mo Ying was exactly there.

Clang!

The twin swords collided, sending out blasts of energy.

Both were sent flying back several meters and then continued to exchange sword strikes.

“Their sword movements are both very fast; it looks like they are both following the path of Swift Sword,” Huang Pingfeng analyzed.

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“Both skilled in swift swordplay, who do you think is stronger?” Gongsun Batian couldn’t help but ask, turning to look at Zhu Lei beside him.

“You’re asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?” Zhu Lei rolled his eyes.

After today’s battle, he had been taken advantage of by Gongsun Batian several times and was feeling very annoyed, barely wanting to bother with him.

Clang clang clang!

In midair, the swords of the two women collided continuously, their speed so fast that they were invisible to the naked eye.

Everyone used their Spirit Eyes, but only cultivators who had surpassed the sixth layer of the Element Gathering Realm could see clearly.

“I really can’t see clearly anymore.”

Many cultivators rubbed their eyes, only to find that the two figures in the sky were moving at a speed impossible to track with the naked eye.

Clang!

Suddenly, a figure clad in battle armor was sent flying, her wrist, breastplate, and cape all covered with fine sword marks.

“Ling Xin has actually fallen into disadvantage!”

The crowd’s eyes widened in shock.

As for Mo Ying, she stood her ground, holding her sword in one hand and a middle-grade spirit sword in the other, her body trembling slightly.

During the recent exchange, she hadn’t been injured, but she too had expended a great deal of energy.

However, Ling Xin had taken a major hit, with at least a dozen spots on her body slashed by the spirit sword.

If Mo Ying hadn’t held back, Ling Xin’s limbs would have been severed.

Even her life would have been difficult to preserve.

“Too fast!”

Ling Xin looked at the wounds on her body, her lips turning white with fear.

If it had been a battle to the death, just the recent clash would have been enough for Mo Ying to kill her more than a dozen times.

“I concede.”

Ling Xin let out a soft sigh, unwilling to continue the fight.

Both she and Mo Ying were sword cultivators who valued speed. Lagging behind in speed meant there was no contest.

“Fairy Ling Xin is actually conceding? My youth is officially over!”

“Sigh, it’s so distressing!”

The young elites from the Royal Capital silently sighed.

Today’s battle resulted in three consecutive defeats for the prodigies of the Royal Capital, and with so many spectators around, it was a truly embarrassing defeat.

“Alas, we’ve lost.”

Huang Pingfeng sighed deeply.

He looked towards Huo Yunjie, Mo Ying, and Qiao Jiaxi, bowing and saying, “We’ve lost this sparring match, but if there is a next time, we won’t lose again.”

Then, he turned to Ye Feng and respectfully said, “Sect Master Ye, we have caused quite the disturbance. Your sect’s disciples are exceptionally talented and unrivaled in combat; we accept our defeat with no hard feelings. Farewell!”

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The prodigies of the Royal Capital flew away one after another.

Having suffered a great defeat today, they left the scene in low spirits, not wishing to stay any longer. In fact, even after returning to the Royal Capital, they wouldn’t dare to step outside.

“Hahaha, the prodigies from our Southern River Basin are indeed superior!” In contrast, the cultivators from the Southern River Basin were elated, cheering and raising their arms in celebration.

Some were already setting up tables to celebrate.

“Everyone, come back!”

Ye Feng called out to Huo Yunjie, Mo Ying, and Qiao Jiaxi, who were above the Fuyun Gloomy Forest.

“Yes!”

The three of them immediately returned.

Upon Misty Peak’s summit.

Watching Qiao Jiaxi, who had returned to her normal state, Ye Feng asked, “Jia Xi, what you just used was the ‘Ancient God Form,’ wasn’t it?”

“Sect Leader knows about this?” Qiao Jiaxi was surprised.

Had she not broken through under the immense pressure from Li He, she would not have accessed this special secret technique that allowed turning into an ancient god in her mind.

After entering the Ancient God Form, not just her speed, but all her abilities greatly increased, enabling her to crush Li He.

“Of course, I know,”

Ye Feng smiled, “Actually, the reason I arranged such specific training for you was to force a breakthrough right on the battlefield and enter the Ancient God Form, ensuring your victory.”

He looked at Huo Yunjie and Mo Ying and continued, “The same goes for the training I arranged for you both. Only targeted training can lead to rapid improvement.”

“Thank you for your guidance, Sect Master.”

The three of them quickly expressed their thanks.

“Sect Master Ye, I am a prince of the Mystique Kingdom, and I have come to seek an audience with you for an important matter.”

At that moment, a gentle and cultured voice came from the sky, catching the attention of everyone in the Misty Sect.

Even the cultivators who hadn’t left the scene gathered near the Misty Sect, curiously looking toward the source of the voice.

There, two figures stood.

One was a dashing young man dressed in a golden robe, handsome with floating long hair, his pupils oddly shimmering with a seven-colored glow.

Beside the young man stood a gray-robed elder, ordinary in appearance, yet the faint emanation of a Primordial Spirit from him sent shivers down the spines of those from various great forces.

The gray-robed elder was an expert of the Divine Origin Realm!