"Swimming Dragon Palm!"
"Wandering Dragon Sword!"
The stalemate in the void gradually shifted.
Mo Li was at the early stage of Core Formation, and Nan Zhen Li was at the middle stage. In terms of realm alone, Nan Zhenqiang suppressed Mo Li. However, as the battle progressed, Nan Zhenqiang consumed more and more energy, causing Mo Li to be the one suppressing him!
With his boxing style and the coordination of his sword arts, it was obvious that Nanzhen was unable to handle Mo Li's attacks with his various attributes of battle qi.
The Wandering Dragon's Soul contained seven elements, metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, and thunder.
After Mo Li had successfully merged with the seven attributes of the Wandering Dragon's Soul, Mo Sanxiao, as the Snow Region Lord, gathered the experts of the five sects and created a combat skill for Mo Li that corresponded to the seven attributes.
The Wandering Dragon Palm corresponded to the fire attribute, and its attack power was immense.
The Wandering Dragon Fist corresponded to the water attribute, and its moves were endless.
The Wandering Dragon Kick corresponded to the wind attribute, so the attack was very quick.
The Wandering Dragon Sword corresponded to the Lightning element, it was simple and swift.
The Wandering Dragon Shield corresponded to the earth attribute and had a thick and stable defense.
The Wandering Dragon Claw corresponded to the wood attribute and was used to recover from injuries.
The Wandering Dragon Finger corresponded to the metal attribute, and it was incomparably sharp.
The Dragon Traversing Seven Ultimate Skill was Mo Li's exclusive ultimate skill. In fact, in this world, other than a freak like him who could reclaim the dragon's soul, everyone else could only stare blankly at the Seven Ultimate Skill.
Other than the Seven Supreme Wandering Dragon, Mo Li also practiced some of the battle skills that must be mastered by the disciples of the five sects of Xue Yu, as well as the sect foundation techniques passed down from generation to generation.
For example, the Imperial Sword Technique, the Sacred Capture Technique, the Tracing Steps, the Qi Lock Technique, the Seal the Heavens Formation … These were all things that every disciple in the Snow Region had to cultivate since they were young.
With the existence of the Wandering Dragon's Soul, Mo Li's battle qi became much denser compared to martial artists of the same level. Moreover, with the combination of various attributes and the intertwining of the Wandering Dragon's Seven Ultimate, even though Nan Zhenli possessed the upper hand in cultivation, he was gradually being overwhelmed by Mo Li's endless attacks.
"Swimming Dragon Fist!"
Mo Li knew that Nan Zhenqiang was too tired to deal with his attacks, so he kept his long sword and used his fist to fight with Nan Zhenqiang.
The Wandering Dragon Fist extended endlessly. The moment the opponent executed it, there would be no time for retaliation!
Nan Zhenli was forced to retreat by Mo Li's fist technique. Although a treasured sword had appeared in his hand, it had become a burden.
His opponent's fist art seemed to be omnipresent. Nan Zhen Li didn't even have time to adjust his body before Mo Li's iron fist struck again.
Without a choice, Nanzhen could only use his combat experience to avoid the attacks. His shoulders, his back, Nanzhen Li had been unknowingly struck by Mo Li's fist to the point where his vital energy and blood were in turmoil.
The people on the street below were completely dumbfounded by what they saw.
Before, the two figures had been attacking each other and defending each other, but now, they were completely suppressed. What surprised them the most was that the one being suppressed was not Mo Li, but Nan Zhenqiang!
Who was Nan Zhenli? He was the pavilion master of the Cloud Chasing Pavilion. Many years ago, he had already been an early stage Forging Heart expert. Now, he was a Forging Heart expert!
No one expected the battle to be like this. From the moment the youth arrived at the heavenly lake more than a year ago, he had already given everyone a pleasant surprise and shock.
Nan Zhenqiang knew that if this carried on, his battle qi would be exhausted sooner or later. He was afraid that he would be at the mercy of his enemies!
Gritting his teeth, Nanzhen endured Mo Li's punch head on. Although his Inner Mansion shook again, he still relied on the force of the punch to completely pull away from Mo Li.
The two of them stopped in the air and looked at each other.
Nan Zhenqiang raised his sword high up in the air. His messy aura was gradually increasing.
Mo Li knew that Nan Zhenqiang wanted to determine the outcome of the battle with one move.
After fighting for so long, Mo Li had a clear understanding of Nanzhen's strength. He did not mind using the final strike to completely shatter the pavilion master's confidence.
After gathering his strength for a long time, Nanzheng's body rises up high and descends. As he slashes down with the sword in his hand, a crescent-shaped Sword Qi slashes across the sky towards Mo Li.
"Cloud Chasing Sword!"
The spectators were all staring at the sword Qi in the sky without blinking their eyes. They were hoping that the young man would be able to withstand Nanzheng's full power attack.
At a window on the third floor of the Grand Banquet, a youth dressed in a brocade robe stared fixedly at Mo Li, who was floating in the air. His pitch-black eyes constantly flashed with a light that others could not understand.
At the same time, Red Demon, who was at the fourth floor's window, tightly held onto the cup in her hand, while her lily-white hands continuously tightened around the cup.
Opposite Hong Mei, Su Ran Xue who was in white clothes glanced at the sword qi that Nan Zhen blasted out. She indifferently withdrew her gaze, then picked up the teapot on the table and poured herself a cup of tea.
The crescent-shaped sword qi finally arrived in front of Mo Li. Mo Li, who was standing on the spot, slowly raised both of his hands and a round, earthen yellow shield instantly formed.
"Boom —"
The sword energy crashed into the Wandering Dragon Shield, causing an earth-shattering explosion. The shockwaves spread out in all directions, and even the surrounding martial artists on the ground were pushed back by the explosive force of the energy!
Mo Li's body only stabilized after retreating back a hundred meters. The light from the Wandering Dragon Shield dimmed quickly.
The blinding light of the energy blast blinded the onlookers. They couldn't see what was going on in the void. Everyone was guessing what the result of Nanzhen's strike would be.
On the fourth floor of the Grand Banquet, Hong Mei's figure had already stood up from her chair. Her two hands gripped the windowsill as she stared unblinkingly at the place where energy intersected in the air.
"You're so nervous about him?" Su Ran Xue's indifferent voice made Hong Mei's stiff body tremble slightly.
Hong Mei knew that she had lost her composure, but she still took a deep breath, trying her best to keep her tone calm as she replied, "Aren't you nervous?"
"There's nothing to be nervous about. That bit of attack strength isn't anything to him …"
The corner of Hong Mei's mouth twitched when she heard Su Ran Xue's voice.
She knew that if there was anyone in the Heaven Lake who truly understood Mo Li, it would be this woman that was like an iceberg. Perhaps only she knew how powerful that man was.
The light in the sky finally dissipated. Mo Li appeared to be in a somewhat sorry state in front of everyone's eyes.
The Wandering Dragon Shield needed its own battle qi as support. If it exceeded the defensive capabilities of the shield, Mo Li himself would suffer a backlash. Although he managed to block one of Nan Zhenqiang's attack, Mo Li also felt a swelling pain in his meridians.
After a full force attack, Nan Zhenli fell back to the ground. In fact, he didn't have much energy left in his dantian. He couldn't sustain his battle with Mo Li in the air.
Mo Li also landed back on the ground. Although there were a few holes on his clothes that looked messy due to the energy shockwaves, compared to Nan Zhenqiang's weakened state, Mo Li was clearly in a much better state.
Step by step, he walked towards Nan Zhenqiang, who was clearly out of energy from his accumulated attack. A cold light flashed in Mo Li's dark eyes.
Nan Zhenli's heart skipped a beat when he saw the light in Mo Li's eyes. He gathered a few battle qi to protect his body.
This fellow wanted to kill him!
"Woosh ~ ~ ~"
The golden dragon sword appeared in Mo Li's hand once again. As the distance between him and Nan Zhenli got closer and closer, Mo Li's aura also gradually increased.
The expressions of all the inner court elders of the Cloud Pursuing Pavilion changed drastically. Watching the young man approach him step by step, a dozen or so Forming Heart Experts automatically protected Nanzhen behind them.
Mo Li slowly raised the sword in his hand and swept his gaze across all of the elders from the Cloud Pursuing Pavilion. His cold voice carried no emotion. You want to be buried for him? "