That white light was from Li Mo's Xuanyuan Mirror. He saw the arena was covered in dust and no one could see what was going on. This was the best time to use it. After trapping Shui Wuhen, Li Mo put the Xuanyuan Mirror in his chest and waited for the dust to settle.
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"Sigh!
Where's that white-clothed youth? "
"Yeah, how come there's only one left?
Did he get blown to smithereens? "
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When the dust settled, the audience was still shaken to the core. Other than Li Mo standing with his hands behind his back, there was only a ten-meter wide ditch. Shui Wuhen was nowhere to be seen.
"Li Mo won! Father, Li Mo won!"
Liu Yan, her heart in her throat, was finally relieved. She threw herself into Liu Changhe's arms and cried tears of joy.
Liu Changhe was finally able to vent his anger.
Prince Gong Xian smiled, watching Li Mo with interest.
Ye Tianxing's killing intent was even stronger now. Li Mo's display of power far exceeded his imagination. If he wasn't eliminated, he would become a formidable foe for the Ye clan.
No one suspected Li Mo of the mysterious white-clothed youth's sudden disappearance, nor did anyone look for him. No one knew where he came from. They all assumed he died in the fierce battle, with not even his bones remaining.
Li Mo won again and entered the top fifty, one step closer to his goal.
Following Liu Changhe back to the relay station, Li Mo went straight to the room Liu Changhe arranged for him. Liu Yan and Bai Xiao thought Li Mo was exhausted from today's battle and went to meditate, not bothering him.
Closing the door, Li Mo entered the Xuanyuan Mirror's space in a white flash.
The statues of the four sacred beasts stood at the four corners of the square, just like before. The only difference was Shui Wuhen lying lifelessly in the center.
His eyes stared blankly at the dusky sky. Because of the Xuanyuan Mirror's suppression, he was no different from a mortal at the mercy of others.
Li Mo had no intention of harming Shui Wuhen. He just saw Shui Wuhen's power was on par with his. He had no choice but to put him in the Xuanyuan Mirror in order to win.
Once the competition was over, he would naturally be released.
"Li Mo, you wretch! Where do you think you are? Let me out or Sir Martial God will punish you!"
Shui Wuhen's dazed eyes turned sinister as she glared at Li Mo, veins popping on her forehead!
"Lord Martial God?"
Li Mo was baffled. Ever since he came to this world, he never heard of a Martial God.
"Who is this Lord Martial God you speak of?"
"Haha … ignorant. You actually haven't even heard of Lord Martial God. However, it won't be long before you find out.
When Lord Martial God descends, it will be the time of your demise! "
At this moment, Shui Wuhen no longer had the calm and elegant demeanor she had in the martial arena.
His hair was disheveled as he struggled on the ground, his scarlet eyes fixed on Li Mo. No matter what Li Mo asked, he just laughed.
In the end, Li Mo gave up on the idea of letting Shui Wuhen out. Until he got to the bottom of things, he'd better stay here.
Leaving Xuanyuan Mirror's space, Li Mo rushed to Liu Changhe's room.
"Uncle Liu, do you know who Sir Martial God is?"
Li Mo's question left Liu Changhe flabbergasted.
"Martial God?"
In Liu Changhe's memory, he had never heard of the existence of a Martial God. As far as he knew, the highest level of adept in this world was the existence of a Martial Saint. Could it be that a Martial God was even stronger than a Martial Saint?
"Little Mo, I've never heard of Martial God. Why are you suddenly asking me this question?"
"Oh, it's nothing. I've only read about it in an ancient book. Since Uncle Liu doesn't know about it, I believe that the words in the book are just nonsense."
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Li Mo didn't tell Liu Changhe the truth. The highest ranked martial cultivator he knew was a high ranked general, Huang Tianba.
It was better not to say anything until he had proof, lest it cause unnecessary panic.
At the same time, he planned to let Shui Wuhen out once the truth was out.
Returning to his room, his figure flickered and reappeared in Scarlet Sword's Scarlet Space. Li Mo's victory today wasn't easy. If not for Xuanyuan Mirror's help, the two would've been in a stalemate.
Li Mo, who was also exhausted, entered a state of cultivation. He still had to face tomorrow's match.
Whether his opponent was strong or weak, he had to be in his best condition.
Li Mo stopped cultivating for a whole night and exhaled deeply. His qi was almost fully recovered. As long as he didn't run into someone like Shui Wuhen, he could easily face him.
After a quick tidy up, Li Mo left the relay station and headed for the arena.
Perhaps because Li Mo's performance yesterday shocked all the contestants, his opponent chose to withdraw from the match.
Li Mo was happy to enter the top 25 so easily.
He had already forgotten about Shui Wuhen's words.
But little did he know, he had long since become the most likely candidate to win first place.
Since he didn't have to fight, Li Mo didn't linger at the arena and returned to the relay station to cultivate. He had a vague feeling he was on the verge of a breakthrough.
"Li Mo, wait for me."
A familiar voice came from behind.
Li Mo turned to see Yang Shuo.
"Why haven't you left?"
"I want to leave, but I can't!
I heard that the soldiers at the city gate said that anyone who participated in the Martial Arts Meet could not leave before the end of the meet. "
Li Mo recalled Liu Changhe's words, but he didn't tell Yang Shuo the truth. If word got out, the Liu clan wouldn't be able to bear the consequences.
"Li Mo, let's go. I'll buy you a few drinks!"
Yang Shuo didn't care if Li Mo agreed or not as he dragged him into a restaurant on the side of the road.
In an alley, a masked man in black watched the two enter the restaurant, then turned around and ran towards the alley.
"Reporting to First Elder, Li Mo entered a restaurant with a youth at his side."
"Keep watching. There are too many people here. We'll act when they come out!"
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