Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 421 - 420 Mo Qianli’s Defeat

Chapter 421: Chapter 420 Mo Qianli’s Defeat

"Is that so?" Su Yang replied coldly, "Then where does this aura of the Three-faced God Monarch on you come from?"

"I don’t know what you’re talking about!" Mo Qianli denied again.

Su Yang didn’t ask any further. From Mo Qianli’s expression, he could tell that Mo Qianli was guilty. There indeed seemed to be some involvement between him and the Three-faced God Monarch.

Su Yang hadn’t expected that the Three-faced God Monarch would have such methods. Before, when he controlled those people, Su Yang thought the Three-faced God Monarch was just playing small tricks.

Now it seemed that the Three-faced God Monarch was really no simple character. One must know, in the vicinity of the Ghost Blade Mo Qianli, there were two Terrestrial Immortals. Could it be that these two Earth Immortals were also under the Three-faced God Monarch’s command?

"Su, don’t try to change the subject. Since I’ve come up to this platform today, I will surely settle our total account!" Mo Qianli said gravely, "You killed my disciple, and today I will make you pay with blood for blood! Take my first slash!"

With that, Mo Qianli drew out his Thick-Backed Sabre, took a limping step forward, and chopped down heavily at Su Yang.

The heavy sabre cleaved through everything, creating a gigantic wind blade in the air that headed straight for Su Yang.

Su Yang’s brow furrowed, Mo Qianli’s move was truly wild.

The power of this slash was formidable, and there was no sign of holding back.

It would be easy for Su Yang to dodge this strike, but if he did, the slash would hit the people sitting behind him. And behind him were the members of the Hou Family. Therefore, there was no way Su Yang could dodge it.

The onlookers around all changed color. Such a strike had an immensely vast momentum, not much less than Elder He’s attack before.

Having fought against so many people in a row, with a substantial consumption of inner strength, could Su Yang withstand this strike?

Mo Qianli’s face was filled with a cold smile. He had chosen precisely this moment to ascend the stage, confident in his strike to split Su Yang in two!

Su Yang’s expression remained calm. He stood up straight, took a deep breath, and the Shadow Phantom behind him appeared once again.

During the previous fight with Ren Beishan, Su Yang had used this move. Now facing Mo Qianli, Su Yang used it again.

It’s just that this time, the Shadow Phantom was much more illusory than when facing Ren Beishan. From this, it was evident that there wasn’t much strength left inside Su Yang; he was almost unable to maintain the Shadow Phantom!

Mo Qianli sneered, "My strike, ’Inverse Wind Slash,’ is much stronger than Ren Beishan’s ’Wind Rolls the Remnants of Clouds.’ How much strength do you have left? You dare to use the same move against me that you did against Ren Beishan, you’re simply courting death!"

As he spoke, the wind blade had already rushed towards Su Yang’s face.

The Shadow Phantom behind Su Yang finally opened its eyes, looking indifferently at the wind blade in front. When the wind blade reached him, Su Yang opened his mouth, and the Shadow Phantom did likewise, directly swallowing the wind blade!

"Court death!" Mo Qianli let out a sneer, but his expression quickly froze.

The wind blade, swallowed by the Shadow Phantom, did not burst through as Mo Qianli had imagined, nor did it split Su Yang in half. Instead, the wind blade circulated twice within the Shadow Phantom and quickly vanished into thin air, as if it had never existed.

Su Yang’s expression also changed twice during this circulation, but in the end, it returned to calm.

As the Shadow Phantom gradually disappeared, Su Yang also let out a soft sigh of relief. His spirit seemed much improved, as if the consumed power had already recovered.

"What... what is this situation?" Mo Qianli stared dumbfounded, his face full of shock.

Su Yang sneered, "Mo Qianli, did you really think I was out of strength? I knew you were here all along, yet I didn’t challenge you, and you still don’t realize what’s going on?"

Mo Qianli’s expression changed instantly, as he suddenly realized that he might have fallen into Su Yang’s trap.

Just as Su Yang had said, he knew Mo Qianli was there yet did not challenge him—clearly, it was a trap.

However, Mo Qianli had just watched Su Yang fight so many battles consecutively and even went head-to-head with Elder He, thinking the opportunity had come, which is why he had prepared to kill Su Yang himself.

But now it seemed that everything Su Yang had done was to lure him into a trap, and to draw out the family he had allied with.

With this, not to mention anything else, the Wu Family was completely exposed.

If Mo Qianli could kill Su Yang, then he would have been able to control the situation of this battle.

But the problem was, it now seemed virtually impossible for him to kill Su Yang!

"Su, you dare to deceive me!" Mo Qianli shouted angrily.

"All’s fair in war. Do you not understand this principle?" Su Yang said with a cold laugh.

"You..." Mo Qianli was extremely angry, his teeth clenched as he stared at Su Yang, "No, you must be bluffing. After so many continuous fights, even after going head-to-head with Elder He, even a Terrestrial Immortal would have expended a lot of energy by now, you... you have no strength left. That strike just now was your last gasp, you’re just trying to scare me. Even facing death, you still try to deceive me?"

As he spoke, Mo Qianli let out another roar, gripping the Thick-Backed Sabre tightly and lunged forward, his sabre cleaving through the air.

Su Yang casually placed one hand behind his back and raised the other in the air, pointing his fingers like a sword, effortlessly blocking Mo Qianli’s slash.

In fact, Su Yang had indeed expended a considerable amount of strength before. However, the strike Mo Qianli had delivered earlier using thirty percent of his strength, the "Wind Rolls the Remnants of Clouds" slash, had been devoured by Su Yang’s "Devouring the Heavens", instantly replenishing his strength. Therefore, Su Yang’s energy had actually been significantly restored.

Mo Qianli, refusing to believe it, continued slashing in the air with his sabre, each move more sinister and tricky than the last. The name "Ghost Blade" was truly exemplified to its fullest extent.

Throughout, Su Yang remained standing still, one hand behind his back, the other fending off Mo Qianli’s unpredictable sabre technique in the air with his sword-like fingers.

After fighting like this for nearly ten minutes, the spectators all around were dazzled. Mo Qianli’s sabre had been swung so fast it looked like an electric fan, blurring the positions of each strike.

However, Su Yang could block Mo Qianli’s attacks every single time with pinpoint accuracy. No matter how many times Mo Qianli attacked, all were effortlessly neutralized by Su Yang.

Finally, Mo Qianli let out a furious roar and delivered an overhead slash.

Su Yang showed no weakness, returning the gesture with a pointed finger into the sky.

Fingertip collided with sabre, and with a thunderous crash, Mo Qianli was sent flying backward. The Thick-Backed Sabre was shattered into countless fragments by Su Yang’s fingertip, scattering all over the ground.

Mo Qianli spat out blood and collapsed to the ground, his face defeated. He gripped the ropes at the edge of the arena and propped himself up with great effort, his voice trembling, "Impossible! This can’t be! This can’t be! Su, how can you still have so much strength?"