King of Creation
Chapter 370 - 366: Hua Wushuang Defeated by a Single Move Again

Chapter 370: Chapter 366: Hua Wushuang Defeated by a Single Move Again

The first day of the martial arts competition ended as the sunset in the west.

In the first group competing for the top ten rankings, although Caiyi and Ye Zhen both had six consecutive wins, and Huaa Wushuang had five wins and one loss, nobody doubted that the final battle for the top spot on the Black Dragon Ranking would definitely be between Caiyi and Huaa Wushuang.

Ye Zhen had reached his limit; he was only competing with Yem Yuan for third or fourth place at best, which was the best he could achieve.

This was something that even the Qiyun Sect’s Second Elder Jis Che and Seventh Elder Zhongli Jing did not doubt.

"The turnaround, just continue with the current situation, and with the combat achievements of Caiyi and Ye Zhen, our Qiyun Sect is sure to make a turnaround," said Second Elder Jis Che, his face filled with excitement.

Not only were the two elders excited, but even the True Inheritors Wuw Mingda and Mei Yuanju, whose achievements were not very ideal, were also very excited. The strength of the Sect would drive an overall increase in the sect’s strength, and they would naturally benefit greatly from it.

However, Ye Zhen was somewhat puzzled.

Was it just the ranking of the Black Dragon Ranking that could cause earth-shattering changes to the sect?

On the first day of battle, Mei Yuanju had two wins and four losses, and he was vying for positions thirty-seven to forty-eight. According to his current achievements, he should be ranked around forty-five.

However, according to Mei Yuanju himself, he should be confident to win three matches tomorrow, and his ranking should be able to rise to around the fortieth place.

Wuw Mingda had three wins and three losses on the first day and even had the confidence to win four matches tomorrow. However, the group that Wuw Mingda was in contested the rankings from forty-ninth to sixtieth.

That is to say, even if Wuw Mingda won more matches, his ranking would at most be around fifty.

"Everyone, start meditating to recover early. We’ll keep guard for you. Tomorrow’s competition must not have any accidents!"

"Old Zhong, it’s been two or three hundred years, right? Our Qiyun Sect hasn’t had such good achievements in two or three hundred years, right?"

"More than two or three hundred years!"

"Even the past Sect Leaders have never won first or second place on the Black Dragon Ranking. Whether Caiyi gets first or second place on the Black Dragon Ranking, it will be the best result our Qiyun Sect has achieved in a thousand years."

"It’s a shame about Tu Fangye in those days. If he had participated in the Black Dragon Ranking, he would probably have made it into the top three without any problem... unfortunately..."

"Why bring him up?" Jis Che glared at Zhongli Jing.

"Always Tu Fangye..."

Ye Zhen sighed lightly and suddenly became a little curious about just how talented that Tu Fangye really was?

.....

That night, the winds changed suddenly.

The clear night sky that had been full of stars had, by the latter half of the night, been overrun by a strong wind and rolling dark clouds, and the temperature plummeted, hinting at an impending storm.

However, the change in temperature had absolutely no effect on martial artists with cultivation at the level of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

But as the dark clouds rolled in, a martial artist who was meditating suddenly stood up, looked at the tumultuous clouds with both excitement and regret.

The next day, the sky was overcast with dark clouds, and the sunrise was nowhere to be seen, but the Black Dragon Ranking competition still went on as scheduled.

With the deacons of the twelve Dragon Head Arenas overseeing from above, the last five rounds of the Black Dragon Ranking competition officially began.

Ye Zhen also stood up at this time and rushed to the Dragon Head Arena, ready to challenge others.

Out of the twelve martial artists Ye Zhen needed to fight, he had already defeated six yesterday, and today there were five more to fight, with two tough battles among them.

For Ye Zhen, the others were not a challenge at all!

One was a match with Yem Yuan, and the other was a decisive battle with Huaa Wushuang.

Both of them were formidable, demanding Ye Zhen’s full effort and resulting in significant exhaustion.

According to Ye Zhen’s plan, he intended to challenge Yem Yuan in the first match of the day and save the challenge against Huaa Wushuang for the last. This way, even if the battle with Yem Yuan led to excessive exhaustion or injury, he would still have time to recover a fair amount before the showdown with Huaa Wushuang.

However, Ye Zhen was quick, but someone was quicker.

With a flash, Mo Xinsui stepped onto Dragonhead Stage No.8, his face bursting with an indescribable air of confidence.

"Huaa Wushuang, I, Mo Xinsui from Hidden God Manor, request a match with you!" Mo Xinsui declared loudly.

"Hmm?"

A look of surprise flashed through Huaa Wushuang’s opened eyes.

According to his understanding, Mo Xinsui’s strength was similar to, or perhaps even weaker by a margin of ten to twenty percent than, Yem Yuan’s. He should concede defeat when facing him.

But now, the fact that he was actively challenging him meant it definitely wouldn’t be a concession of defeat.

"Since you have challenged me, I shall teach you a few moves!"

Following a night of deep sleep, and under the effect of his family’s unique mental method, Huaa Wushuang’s Divine Soul Injuries had recovered by more than eighty percent. Although not completely healed, they definitely would not affect his performance in battle.

In other words, after a night’s rest, Huaa Wushuang’s combat power was completely restored.

The confidence and pride that had been damaged by being defeated by Caiyi in one move were now fully regained, and the splendor of the World’s No.1 Young Master shone once again.

Huaa Wushuang’s arrogant and disdainful words made Mo Xinsui’s eyes flash with a hint of coldness.

The martial artists watching the match, especially those who favored Mo Xinsui’s demeanor, all frowned.

"What is Young Manor Master Mo doing?"

"To waste the energy he recovered overnight on the unbeatable Huaa Wushuang?"

"Isn’t this asking for trouble?"

Looking at Mo Xinsui’s utterly confident expression, Ye Zhen glanced at the foreboding sky overhead and inexplicably felt a sense of foreboding.

"Please!"

Following Mo Xinsui’s invitation, the fierce battle between Hua Wushuang and Mo Xinsui immediately began.

As soon as he made his move, Hua Wushuang deployed the Butterfly Hands with distinct Water and Fire Dual-colored Spiritual Power. Ye Zhen recognized it—it was the Butterfly Hands at about ninety percent of Hua Wushuang’s full power, terrifyingly potent, making it impossible to defend against.

Once the Water and Fire Dual-colored Butterfly Hands were released, Elder Qingyi’s complexion up in the sky also turned tense. The Black Dragon Token appeared behind his head, and a dawn-like luster shot out placing a protective layer of light around the Dragon Head Arena to prevent the spectators from being injured by the residual power.

"Mo Xinsui, this is I, unleashing the Butterfly Hands with eighty percent of my power. If you can take it, then you might barely qualify to be regarded by this young master. If not, you’d better roll away while you can!"

Yesterday was a day of frustration for Hua Wushuang. In the first duel, he was taken down by Caiyi in a single move, brooding for a whole day. Today, Hua Wushuang was determined to establish his might.

To properly assert the renown of this World’s No. 1 Young Master.

And Mo Xinsui, who challenged him, was the target for him to establish his might.

He was ready. At most three moves—it would take at most three moves to take down Mo Xinsui!

Hua Wushuang’s arrogance once again elicited a cold sneer from Mo Xinsui.

Mo Xinsui could sense the terrifying energy contained within the Water and Fire Dual-colored Butterfly Hands. In normal situations, it would be difficult for him to take it head-on, and even if he did, he would be seriously wounded and defeated. But today? Today was different!

Heavens were on his side!

The Thunder Control Sword flickered with lightning, abruptly launching dozens of meters long streaks of Thunder Light into the air. However, strangely enough, this lightning aimed for the sky rather than the incoming Butterfly Hands.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The lightning from the Thunder Control Sword that burst into the thick, rolling clouds in the sky acted like a fuse, setting off violent tremors throughout the dark lead clouds.

Amidst the tremors, streaks of lightning overflowed from the cloud cover, as if outlining each dark cloud with a shimmering blue edge.

Almost simultaneously, Mo Xinsui’s entire body became enveloped with a dense layer of Thunder Spirit Power.

The lightning diffusing through the heavy clouds, as if finding a home, began hurtling toward the Thunder Spirit Power densely covering Mo Xinsui’s body.

Or rather, guided by a secret technique from Mo Xinsui, the lightning poured down from the sky in torrents.

Just in time, Mo Xinsui pointed the Thunder Control Sword downwards!

Boom!

A bolt of lightning as thick as a water bucket, resembling a giant serpent, violently surged down from the sky, not only extraordinarily thick but also trailing a long tail hundreds of meters in length. The ferocity of the lightning drove the onlooking martial artists to step back hastily.

The most horrified of all was Elder Qingyi, overseeing from platform number eight right above Mo Xinsui’s head.

The moment the lightning poured down, Elder Qingyi retreated a hundred meters in the blink of an eye, putting away anything that carried the trace of Five Elements Essence Gold on him. Even the storage ring was covered with a thick layer of Spiritual Power, his complexion turning deathly pale.

Lucky indeed!

Lucky that the lightning was directed by Mo Xinsui, otherwise he, Qingyi, would have been the first to be struck.

Even if not to death, the injuries would have been severe!

Sizzle!

Like a red-hot iron entering snow, the water-bucket-thick bolt of lightning struck the Water and Fire Dual-colored Butterfly Hands head-on. The Water and Fire Dual Spiritual Power contained within the hands vanished, extinguished by the terrifying lightning.

It vanished entirely, turned to ash, with not even the second-stage transformation, the Water and Fire Explosive Flame, appearing before being obliterated.

Watching the water-bucket-thick lightning descend, Hua Wushuang was dumbstruck.

But this stupor might not have lasted even an instant.

Instinctively, Hua Wushuang’s Protective Spirit Force flared up, and it seemed there was another layer of radiance beneath it; however, it happened too quickly for Ye Zhen to get a clear look.

At the same time, the water-bucket-thick lightning that quashed the Water and Fire Dual-colored Butterfly Hands in an overwhelming manner descended toward Hua Wushuang’s head.

Dragging a tail hundreds of meters long, the lightning poured down, indiscriminately deluging Hua Wushuang’s head.

Whoosh!

Hua Wushuang’s Protective Spirit Force flickered a few times before it swiftly vanished.

Another surge of bright green radiance rapidly emerged from Hua Wushuang’s body, contending with the dreadful lightning.

However, even as the glowing green Precious Armor was being worn away at an alarming rate, it mysteriously seemed as if its energy source was being swiftly replenished.

"High-Grade Treasure Armor!"

"It’s actually a High-Grade Treasure Armor!"

Some knowledgeable martial artists exclaimed in shock.

But the lightning drawn down by Mo Xinsui from the sky was too long, too thick, and too horrendous. Even the defense of the High-Grade Treasure Armor held for only two breaths before collapsing instantaneously.

In the face of divine might, how could human efforts prevail!

The remaining lightning, like molten iron, poured down over the unprotected head of Hua Wushuang, who let out a muffled groan before collapsing unconscious to the ground!

Hua Wushuang was once again neatly and cleanly taken down by Mo Xinsui in a single move!

Almost at the same time, the Huaa Clan’s Butler issued a shrill scream, crying out in anguish, "Young... Master!" (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please vote with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)