Chapter 282

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Xu Zhangqing rode the Giant Flying Sword back to Dongting Immortal Sect.

As soon as he landed, he saw that the battles on all nine Arenas were especially fierce.

And among them, Arena Seven was surrounded by people three layers deep inside and out.

This immediately piqued his curiosity, and he hurried forward to check the situation.

"Is this person Mo Sha?"

"The guy who almost defeated Chu Qiu?"

"Yes, it's him!"

At this moment, the surrounding people were discussing animatedly.

Even quite a few people were pointing at the Formal Disciple on the left side of the Arena.

Hearing the two characters "Mo Sha," Xu Zhangqing subconsciously looked toward the Arena.

To be honest, he had always been curious about this person; previously he had no chance to meet him, and now he happened to encounter the other's battle, so naturally he wanted to see it with his own eyes.

Mo Sha was tall and strong, his skin was ancient bronze in color, and his body was covered in scars of varying depths.

His face had sharp angles, and his jawline was hard as if carved by a knife.

His cheekbones were high, and his eyes were deeply sunken.

Thick and messy black hair was casually draped over his shoulders.

The whole person seemed extremely rugged.

In his pupils at this moment, there gleamed a ferocity unique to wild beasts.

Xu Zhangqing's first impression was that he did not look like a person, but more like a humanoid wild beast.

Others mostly wore various garments issued by the Immortal Sect.

But this person was clearly already a Formal Disciple, and even about to become a Core Disciple.

Yet he wore a whole hide of some unknown wild beast or demon, with a belt woven from chains and leather tied around his waist, from which hung all sorts of trophies.

There were broken saber blades, wind-dried beast claws, and several Small Storage Bags.

Everyone knew that Mo Sha, like Xu Zhangqing, had wood, fire, and earth—the three Mutual Generation Spiritual Roots.

And in the application of combat, this person was even more skilled, leaving him far behind.

Three Spiritual Roots corresponded to three types of Spiritual Power, and three types of Cultivation Methods and Arts with different attributes.

The Wood Spiritual Root released dense vines, occupying almost half the Arena, maximizing his own recovery ability while restricting the opponent's range of movement.

The Earth Spiritual Root first wrapped himself in a thick, earth-yellow light shield, then condensed sharp Earth Spikes, attacking the opponent from all sorts of unexpected angles.

The Fire Spiritual Root played even fancier tricks: one moment spewing roaring flames from his mouth, the next summoning a giant Fire Vortex, and the flames even appeared in a strange green color.

After all, this person's Fire Spiritual Root was a mutant Poison Fire Spiritual Root.

His attacks were not just scorching, but could also continuously poison the Meridians and internal organs.

On the surface, Mo Sha's fighting style was extremely fierce, violent, and unscrupulous; he completely disregarded everything, with only a strong desire to defeat his opponent in his eyes.

But if one observed carefully, one would discover that his control over the battle rhythm, the combination of various attributes, and the stacking of effects all reached an exaggerated degree.

Put bluntly, he was the type who was bold yet meticulous.

And such people were often even more terrifying.

Xu Zhangqing saw this and couldn't help but take a deep breath, thinking to himself: "I finally understand why Blue Tian developed a psychological shadow; compared to Mo Sha, he was absolutely crushed in every aspect."

The Water Spiritual Root's Spiritual Power was continuous and enduring; single-attribute Arts would be more powerful.

But multiple Spiritual Roots, especially Mutual Generation Spiritual Roots, had equally enduring Spiritual Power, and even more methods.

Back then, if it weren't for Chu Qiu having a contracted Thousand-year Spirit Beast, he probably couldn't have defeated Mo Sha.

And his opponent this time was also not simple.

After all, those who could enter the Preliminary Round were truly few and weak.

This person was named Ling Chuan, a rare Ice Spiritual Root, also known as the Mutant Spiritual Root everyone mentioned.

Compared to Mo Sha's ruggedness, Ling Chuan was the opposite.

He was slender in build, with fair skin.

His eyebrows and eyes were clear and beautiful, and his gaze was calm like a deep pool.

A faint, cool smile lingered at the corner of his mouth.

He wore a water-blue tight outfit, with a white outer robe of gauze-like texture, embroidered with light blue water-pattern dark flowers on the hem and cuffs.

Hanging at his waist was something like a waterskin or water flask, emitting a rich Ice Spiritual Energy.

Around his ankles were tied silver Spirit Tools similar to arm guards, engraved with acceleration Spiritual Runes.

The Water Spiritual Root was a soft and tough water shield, while the Ice Spiritual Root was a harder ice shield.

All of Mo Sha's attacks, whether wood attribute, earth attribute, or even the most powerful fire attribute, would have at least thirty to forty percent of their power negated upon landing on it.

The special thing about the Mutant Spiritual Root was that it was far superior in terms of attribute effects.

Therefore, compared to ordinary Single Spiritual Roots, most Mutant Spiritual Roots did not need an Assessment; once they joined, they could directly become Formal Disciples.

Xu Zhangqing suddenly spoke: "How come I've never seen this person at the Water Control Pavilion?"

"Of course you haven't seen him; he and Li Lingbi are the same, they just returned from Outside not long ago, and happened to run into the Formal Disciple Contest." At this moment, a familiar voice sounded from the Left Side.

Actually, Xu Zhangqing had noticed long ago that those words just now were deliberately spoken to guide the other into speaking.

Who is it?

Chu Qiu!

However, it's not just him alone; there's another person too.

Who?

Lan Tian!

Looking at this pair of brothers-in-arms before him, Xu Zhangqing blinked his eyes: "Chu Shixiong, why have you come?"

Chu Qiu's gaze remained locked on the Arena, then he replied: "After all, it's Mo Sha's fight; we must come here to see it with our own eyes."

As for Lan Tian, his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a single word.

His gaze toward the Arena seemed rather complex.

It held both fear and envy.

Even mixed with a trace of admiration?

At this moment, the fight on the Arena grew increasingly fierce.

Mo Sha has Three Spirit Roots and should have presented a crushing situation.

But his opponent happened to be an Ice Spirit Root with extremely high defense and full resistance to fire.

This led to a stalemate between the two; for a time, neither could defeat the other.

Xu Zhangqing asked: "Chu Shixiong, who do you think will win?"

Chu Qiu blurted out without hesitation: "Mo Sha."

Xu Zhangqing then asked: "Why?"

Chu Qiu explained in a deep voice: "Mo Sha has mutually generating Three Spirit Roots—Wood Generates Fire, Fire Generates Earth—allowing him to last longer; conversely, although the Ice Spirit Root has extremely high defense and full resistance, as time passes, the Spiritual Power in his Qi Sea will dry up sooner."

And the result was indeed as he said.

The fight lasted for a quarter of an hour; Ling Chuan could no longer endure, and his ice shield had only a thin layer left.

Facing Mo Sha's frenzied attacks, spells of three attributes bombarded wildly.

Finally, with a "Click," it shattered completely before everyone's eyes.

By this point, Ling Chuan no longer had even a trace of a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Naturally, Mo Sha would not give his opponent a chance either.

On the Arena, three words finally rang out: "I admit defeat!"

Thus, the contest between Mo Sha and Ling Chuan came to an end.

The whole process was especially exciting.

Especially the performance of the Ice Spirit Root brightened many people's eyes.

Perhaps perceiving Chu Qiu and Lan Tian's gazes from below the Arena, Mo Sha flashed a fierce smile at the two, wishing he could fight another round right then and there!