"Alright, let's begin."
Li Xue nodded.
She agreed to Ge Long's deal.
"First Elder, let's start."
Li Mo frowned at Meng Kun.
"This …"
Meng Kun hesitated, but he gritted his teeth and turned around.
"Meng Xuehai!
Fight first! "
Meng Kun pointed at a young man in his late twenties.
Meng Xuehai was only in the mid Core Formation stage, and judging by the spiritual qi in his body.
It was obvious that Meng Lin had given special training to the Meng Clan a few days ago, so Meng Xuehai's cultivation had just broken through and had not stabilized yet.
"Me?"
Meng Xuehai was startled by Meng Kun's call.
But since he was already here, it would be too shameful not to fight.
So Meng Xuehai walked up with a frown.
With Meng Xuehai's arrival, the two villages retreated, leaving an empty space for the fight.
"Ge Yuan, you go!"
Ge Long and Ge Fang weren't the ones calling the shots in the Gedo village.
It was the bald, burly man among the ten.
From the looks of it, this man seemed to be the leader of these ten people.
"Alright!
Brother Ge Qingshan! "
They were both in the late Core Formation stage, but Ge Yuan obeyed Ge Qingshan's words.
Ge Yuan walked over with his fists clenched and a sinister smile on his face.
Meng Xuehai paled when he sensed Ge Yuan's late Core Formation stage cultivation.
"Kid, come here."
Ge Yuan proudly stretched out a finger towards Meng Xuehai and said.
Looking at Ge Yuan, Meng Xuehai actually felt that his footsteps were so heavy that he couldn't even lift them.
"Don't forget, your surname is Meng!"
Meng Lin said from behind.
Meng Lin's voice wasn't loud, but it made Meng Xuehai's eyes tighten.
Meng Xuehai muttered.
"Yes!
My surname is Meng!
I have the blood of the Meng clan! "
Twenty days ago, Meng Xuehai wouldn't have said this.
However, Menglin's words seemed to have unlocked the Meng clansmen's bloodthirst.
Then, Meng Xuehai shouted.
"Blazing Palm!"
Meng Xuehai's palms were immediately engulfed in raging flames.
Then, Meng Xuehai boldly charged towards Ge Yuan. So what if your cultivation is high? My Meng Clan's blood will not let me retreat without a fight!
"Courting death!"
Ge Yuan cursed in disdain. Then, his hands were also covered with spiritual energy.
For a moment, Ge Yuan clenched his hands into fists. His fists were also covered in flames.
"Fiery Fist against Fiery Palm …"
Watching the battle, Meng Kun couldn't help but say to Li Mo
"This Raging Inferno Fist and Raging Inferno Palm are at the same level of cultivation techniques.
Who would emerge victorious would depend on who had a deeper understanding of the Blazing Flame Palm or Blazing Fist.
In the battle between Xue Hai and Ge Yuan, Ge Yuan's cultivation was higher than Xue Hai's.
That's why Ge Yuan's Fiery Fist is stronger than Xuehai's Fiery Palm … "
"Yes."
Li Mo nodded.
Meng Kun saw no trace of panic in Li Mo's eyes.
Meng Kun had no idea what Li Mo was up to.
'You know your clansman can't beat you, so do you want him to take a beating?'
In the center, fist winds were howling and palm power was surging.
The battle between the two was like four flames fighting against each other, causing the surrounding temperature to rise slowly.
Just as everyone guessed, from the start of the battle.
Meng Xuehai's Fiery Palm was at a disadvantage, being suppressed by Ge Yuan.
Meng Xuehai's spiritual qi wasn't as strong as Ge Yuan's, nor was it as dense as the late Core Formation stage Ge Yuan's.
Thus, it didn't take long for Meng Xuehai's spiritual qi to fall short and Ge Yuan sent him flying.
But even so, Meng Xuehai endured the pain and struggled to stand.
The wounded Meng Xuehai stared at Ge Yuan with determination.
He kept saying.
"Meng's man is unyielding!"
Meng Xuehai charged Ge Yuan again.
But what awaited Meng Xuehai was a second time, with his injuries worsening.
But Meng Xuehai was like a cockroach that wouldn't die. Every time he was knocked down, he would get up again.
He mumbled, "Meng's man is unyielding!"
With that, Meng Xuehai charged again, only to be knocked down by Ge Yuan.
Gradually, Ge Yuan lost his patience.
His blows were getting heavier and heavier. The competition allowed death.
But there wasn't a blood feud. Since they were all from the Jiuli Tribe, he rarely went for the kill.
That was why Ge Yuan didn't take Meng Xuehai's life the first few times.
Of course, if Meng Xuehai was Li Mo.
Ge Yuan wouldn't hesitate to kill him.
"Enough!
I concede! "
Seeing Meng Xuehai still holding on, Li Mo shouted.
Li Mo knew Meng Xuehai's death was certain.
"I can't concede!
I can't … "
Meng Xuehai, who was struggling to hold on, shouted weakly. But before he could say two words, he fainted.
Fearing Ge Yuan's next move, Meng Xuehai fainted.
Meng Kun was the first to rush and carry Meng Xuehai back.
"Old tribe leader …"
Meng Kun said as he carried Meng Xuehai to Meng Lin.
Meng Kun didn't say a word to Li Mo. Seeing Meng Xuehai in such a state, Meng Kun was no longer angry.
Meng Lin glanced at Meng Xuehai and placed his hand on his wrist.
An Earth immortal's spiritual qi slowly entered Meng Xuehai's body, helping him heal.
An Earth immortal's spiritual qi had little effect on a Nascent Soul cultivator, or even a Golden Core cultivator.
But when used on a Core Formation or Spirit Drawing cultivator, it was exceptionally effective.
Meng Lin said to Li Mo, "Thank you."
"Old tribe leader?"
Meng Kun was confused. Meng Xuehai was beaten to this state.
Li Mo wasn't the one who did it, but Li Mo had a part to play in it. 'Why are you thanking him?'
"These days of hard training have made us Meng clansmen break through a bit.
But only our strength has grown, not our confidence.
My Meng's courage is forged through fighting, not through words! "
Meng Lin solemnly said to Meng Kun.
"Don't be fooled by Ge Yuan beating Xuehai so badly, but Xuehai's Meng's courage has been aroused.
I believe Xuehai will become a man of indomitable spirit. Don't you think I should thank Li Mo? "
"Then … tribe leader is using Ge Yuan to train Xuehai?"
Meng Kun was shocked. He never thought of this.
Then Meng Kun bowed to Li Mo and said apologetically.
"Tribe leader, I am sorry …"
He recalled the tribe leader's painstaking efforts and how he misunderstood him.
Meng Kun blamed himself.
"It's fine.
Arrange for the next one. "
Li Mo waved.
(End of chapter)