Became a salted fish pretend heiress and handed over the system
Chapter 764 - 750: The Battle Ends

Chapter 764: Chapter 750: The Battle Ends

"We’re up," Sena said, looking at Milia.

"Let’s do this." Milia had actually longed to have a real fight with Sena, they had been competing with each other for decades, but due to various concerns, they usually stopped as soon as they made their point.

But today they could fight without any worries. After all, it wouldn’t be too much of a problem.

Then the two of them stepped onto the stage. Xia Yue was actually very interested in their battle and watched very intently.

The ability Sena used carried a tinge of green and usually seemed gentle, but when fighting, her moves were fierce, and she didn’t hold back in this battle at all.

The ability Milia used was tinged with black, with a hint of corrosive effect that corroded Sena’s attacks.

On their faces, the same earnest expressions could be seen, and if not for their clothes, it would be difficult to tell one from the other for a moment.

"They’re so impressive," Xia Yue said, watching their fight with rapt attention, occasionally exclaiming in amazement at their moves.

Sena and Milia both knew each other’s weaknesses and moves, making it a closely matched fight that only stopped when they were both too exhausted to continue.

"You were holding back before," Milia gasped, kneeling on one knee and looking fiercely at Sena.

"If I can’t fight to my heart’s content, it’s pointless to exert so much effort. It’s better to fight like we did today, intensely," Sena panted as well, gritting her teeth as she spoke.

"Hmph," Milia snorted coldly, unamused, thinking this person had played her for a fool in the past.

Their match was considered a draw.

"Who’s next?" Indeed, watching others fight was very interesting, and Xia Yue couldn’t wait to see who was up next.

"It’s our turn," Wei Se said after watching two matches, itching to try fighting like this.

"Alright," Ziluo replied, not objecting to Wei Se’s desire to try.

So they took to the stage, and immediately after Zheng Tang announced the start, they launched their attacks.

If the close-quarters combat of Xia Yue, Xia Xi, Sena, and Milia was one thing, Ziluo and Wei Se’s fight was centered around ranged attacks, with both of them flying mid-air and launching attacks at each other.

Ziluo, who had become divine too recently, couldn’t match Wei Se’s profound divine power and lost after an hour.

"You’re very strong, but you haven’t lived long enough. Wait till you’ve lived as long as I have, who wins and who loses is not so certain. Plus, you’re not too familiar with your divine power. If you have time later, I’ll teach you," Wei Se said, helping Ziluo up from where she had fallen.

"Sure, thanks in advance," Ziluo replied, not offended and rather elated at the offer to be taught. She was still not very familiar with divine power, feeling like something was missing. Now that an established divine being was offering to teach her, she’d be foolish to refuse.

"Don’t mention it, let’s go down and watch the upcoming matches," Wei Se said, assisting her down the stage to the spectator seats.

"Looks like it’s my turn. Let’s make this quick and give our spots to them. Their fight will be more interesting to watch," Yun Peng said, stepping forward and speaking to Xia Yu.

"Sure," Xia Yu replied helplessly with a nod, knowing he was no match for Yun Peng but still wanting to try.

They went onto the stage, and Yun Peng let Xia Yu make three moves, but Xia Yu, a recent trainee, couldn’t possibly touch Yun Peng. After three moves, Yun Peng ended the fight with a single move, sweeping Xia Yu off the stage.

It really was a quick battle.

"Brother, are you okay?" Xia Yue and Xia Xi hurried to Xia Yu’s side, asking with concern.

"I’m fine, I’m fine," Xia Yu waved off, no harm done by Yun Peng’s move, just knocked off the stage.

"Glad you’re okay," Xia Yue and Xia Xi then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, the competition is over now, it’s just Yan Mo and Mo Si left. Let’s sit down and watch their match," Xia Yu said with a smile.

"Alright," Xia Yue and Xia Xi nodded in agreement.

"You’re just going to forget about me like that, not even a round of applause," Yun Peng still stood on the stage, watching them prepare to sit back down, and spoke up to remind them.

"It’s normal for you to beat my brother, clapping would be a bit superfluous," Xia Yue looked over and said.

"Tsk." Yun Peng clicked his tongue, shrugged, and stepped down. Seeing Yan Mo and Mo Si, he smiled and said, "The first match was a contest between true and false heiresses, and this last match is between the guardians of the true and false heiresses, quite the spectacle."

With his remark, everyone felt it made sense and turned their attention to Yan Mo and Mo Si.

Yan Mo and Mo Si accepted everyone’s gaze with indifferent expressions.

Xia Yu’s expression was even more complicated.

"Ahem, it seems everyone is looking forward to it, so please welcome the last pair to the stage," Zheng Tang took the opportunity to speak.

Yan Mo and Mo Si glanced at each other and stepped up at the same time.

"Give it your all," Mo Si said to Yan Mo.

"Come on, Yan Bro, take him down," Xia Yue shouted encouragement to Yan Mo from below.

"Mo Si, go for it, beat him," Xia Xi, hearing Xia Yue cheering for Yan Mo, also shouted to Mo Si.

"Come on, come on," encouraged by their enthusiasm, others joined in with a few shouts too.

"The final contest begins now," Zheng Tang, seeing the atmosphere was heated up, shouted to Yan Mo and Mo Si.

The moment Zheng Tang finished speaking, the aura of Yan Mo and Mo Si immediately soared.

"Neither of these two are simple characters," Yun Peng said softly, sensing their rising momentum.

"Indeed," Wei Se nodded in agreement.

Both of them launched their attacks simultaneously. Mo Si’s move was ferocious as he clawed towards Yan Mo’s heart.

Yan Mo darted back nimbly, using both hands to fend off his attack, and at the first chance, swept his leg towards Mo Si.

But it was blocked by Mo Si.

"Mo Si is from the Dragon Clan; that kick from Yan Mo must have hurt," Wei Se commented as he watched their fight.

"Yan Bro has the White Tiger Bloodline," Xia Yue countered.

"Oh, that might make it better," Wei Se nodded. Having the White Tiger Bloodline would make it less painful.

They fought more fiercely than Xia Yue and Xia Xi, every blow hitting flesh, bangs and thuds echoed, and it looked so painful even Xia Yue winced.

Before long, both men had marks on their faces.

Not to mention their bodies—just from what Xia Yue could see of the impacts, their backs and chests were probably bruised.

When the spiritual power was depleted, the last of the battle was hand-to-hand combat.

In the end, it was Yan Mo who outmaneuvered Mo Si with a move, sending him off the stage and securing the victory.

"Wow, Yan Bro Yan Bro Yan Bro," Xia Yue, seeing Yan Mo standing on the stage, jumped excitedly and called out to him.

"Indeed, humans are the most cunning," Yun Peng said, looking at Yan Mo who was on the stage.

"But he won," Xia Yue smiled and then ran onto the stage.

"Yan Bro, shall I restore you?" Xia Yue asked, supporting him.

"Okay," Yan Mo, knowing he looked especially rough, agreed immediately when he heard he could be restored.

Xia Yue used her authority to restore him to his original state.

"Yan Bro, you’re so amazing, so smart," Xia Yue said as she hugged him and jumped a couple of times after seeing him restored.

While she embraced him, Yan Mo’s heart raced a few beats, and he couldn’t help but smile at the corners of his mouth.

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