C338 The Dao of Heavenly Martial of the Two of Them!(1)

In past years, after the Heavenly Martial Dao Discussing Great Association concluded, every sect, big or small, walked away with something, their faces beaming with satisfaction. But this time, not long after the event began, the sect masters and elders wore grim expressions. Especially after the Ultimate Battle started, Moh Lunhui's relentless challenges and killings left them outraged.

Now, they no longer need to worry about their sects' gains. Except for Woo Zhengyang and Moh Lunhui, everyone from their sects has returned. Some came back alive, while others were just cold, lifeless bodies, some even split in two.

In the vast Heavenly Martial Realm, only Moh Lunhui and Woo Zhengyang remain, creating an almost surreal scene for the spectators. At this moment, Moh Lunhui's score has reached an impressive 158 points. Apart from the two basic jade plates belonging to Woo Zhengyang and Moh Lunhui, and the four points in Woo Zhengyang's possession, all other points are with Moh Lunhui.

Since Moh Lunhui began his challenges, it continued without interruption, leaving others without even a single chance to challenge before being eliminated. This has led to the current situation, where only two participants remain in the Heavenly Martial Dao Discussing Great Association.

The association, with its long-standing tradition, has never witnessed such an occurrence, nor did anyone expect it. Regardless of the final outcome, this year's event is destined to be the most extraordinary in history.

"I challenge the second place!"

Moh Lunhui's challenge continued as he, with four points, caught up to Woo Zhengyang, appearing on the golden stage. These two rivals were about to face off once more!

Outside Heavenly Martial City, whether people were angry or shocked, they could only watch this battle unfold from the sidelines. No one could predict who would ultimately triumph or who would claim the unprecedented high score.

Although Moh Lunhui had been defeated by Woo Zhengyang once before, he now seemed reborn, having grasped a Martial Dao Concept that even many Essence Shaking Stage martial kings found elusive. He had formed his own sword force, truly living up to the title of a super genius.

Moh Lunhui had already created a miracle. Would Woo Zhengyang break this miracle? It seemed unlikely.

Even though many people despised Moh Lunhui, they had to admit that his talent and character were beyond the reach of ordinary people. His achievements were something only recorded in ancient texts. How could Woo Zhengyang surpass that?

"Finally, it's your turn!" Moh Lunhui said with a cold smile on the golden stage.

"Yes, it's finally my turn! Isn't this what you planned all along?"

"Of course, you pushed me to this point, forcing me onto the path of the ruthless sword. Naturally, I want to share the final glory with you!"

Moh Lunhui's words were calm, but to Woo Zhengyang, they seemed to carry a hint of reluctance, as if he hadn't wanted to forge his sword force but was compelled to do so because of him.

"Could it be that he has even stronger techniques?" Woo Zhengyang felt increasingly unable to see through Moh Lunhui.

Moh Lunhui certainly wouldn’t say, and Woo Zhengyang didn’t ask.

At that moment, Moh Lunhui, sword in hand and grinning, began to approach Woo Zhengyang step by step. Moh Lunhui's appearance was simple and honest, so even when he smiled, he still looked quite unassuming. However, this was merely a facade.

Right now, Moh Lunhui's calm eyes carried a chilling coldness that was unsettling. Even without using any soul attacks, just being looked at by those eyes sent shivers down the spine.

To the onlookers, the sword in Moh Lunhui's hand seemed ordinary. But to Woo Zhengyang, it felt as if the sword had merged with the very world around them, creating a constant sense of impending danger, as if the sword could strike at any moment.

"So this is the effect of harnessing the power of the world..." Woo Zhengyang thought, his eyes fixed on Moh Lunhui's sword.

Suddenly, Moh Lunhui took two quick steps forward, swinging his sword upward towards Woo Zhengyang. The sword still appeared unremarkable, showing no sharpness or aura. Yet everyone knew that Moh Lunhui's sword was far more powerful than those that flaunted their sharp edges.

As Moh Lunhui made his move, Woo Zhengyang also sprang into action. A golden protective aura instantly enveloped him, and he quickly shifted to one side.

“Bang...”

A soft sound echoed as Woo Zhengyang's protective aura shattered. Moh Lunhui's attack was incredibly bizarre. Even though his sword was still far from Woo Zhengyang, the surrounding energy had already begun to tear apart on its own, and the force of this tearing was several times stronger than the usual sword energy unleashed by martial artists.

With a cold sneer, Moh Lunhui's sword slashed down again. Without any hesitation, Woo Zhengyang reactivated his protective aura.

“Bang...”

The protective aura shattered once more!

In the blink of an eye, Moh Lunhui had struck nine times. Woo Zhengyang's protective aura shattered nine times in succession. Allowing Moh Lunhui to strike a second time already proved that Woo Zhengyang was far stronger than the likes of Zhan Bugui, but it was still not enough.