Li Mo was stunned as Liu Jing's words echoed in his mind.
"So he's the one the imperial court sent to the tournament!
Liu Jing still hasn't given up and wants to make a comeback.
But you want Wu Daoling to win?
It won't be that easy! "
Li Mo's face curled into a pondering smile.
Although Wu Daoling was a Martial Honorable, his strength was still far from Bai Yichen and Nangong Yun's.
Li Mo wasn't sure he could beat him, but with his many martial arts, there was no way he wouldn't be able to fight back.
Li Mo returned to the tavern after the registration.
Xuanyuan Wudi, Wanling, and Liu Yan were waiting for him.
"Little Mo, did everything go well?"
Liu Yan pulled Li Mo's hand.
In her eyes, Li Mo was her everything. She wouldn't let anything happen to him.
"Relax!
Yan 'er, don't you know my power?
Plus, the Emperor's land is heavily guarded. There won't be any danger. "
"Not necessarily. Didn't you disregard the imperial court's laws and kill so many people in the street yesterday?
If another person like you appears, no matter how tight the security of the Imperial City is, it will be useless! "
Li Mo's face reddened at this.
"Grandaunt, yesterday was an accident. I am a law-abiding person.
If not for those people's unreasonable provocation, I would never have done it.
Let's not talk about the past. Guess who I saw at the registration? "
"Who …"
The crowd was stunned. There weren't many people who could pique Li Mo's interest.
"Wu Daoling!
And he's the one the imperial court sent to the tournament. "
"Ah!
What?
He's also in the tournament?
It seems Liu Jing still hasn't given up on the throne. We'll be in trouble if we want to win! "
Xuanyuan Wudi's face darkened, worried.
"Little Mo, Wu Daoling is a grandmaster. Are you sure you can beat him?
Or should we … "
"Sigh!
Yan 'er.
Wu Daoling may be a grandmaster, but his injuries from the fight with the ancestor aren't light.
Recovering so quickly is easier said than done. Don't worry, I have a way to deal with him. "
Li Mo interrupted Liu Yan, knowing what she wanted to say.
But he couldn't give up on this chance to attack Liu Jing again.
Therefore, he could only lie. As for whether Wu Daoling's injuries had recovered, he didn't know.
"Oh!
That's good, or I wouldn't have let you go.
Wu Daoling may be injured, but you can't let your guard down.
If anything happens to you, you know what the consequences will be! "
Liu Yan relaxed a little, but she didn't forget to remind Li Mo of her deep feelings for him.
Little Mo has a family now.
Little Mo has a family now. I think he knows better than us what he should and shouldn't do. "
Xuanyuan Wudi rushed to smooth things over. How could he not know what Li Mo was getting at?
For the sake of the sect's development, Li Mo, second only to Bai Yichen, had to complete the sect's mission.
"En!
Grandpa's words put my mind at ease. "
Li Mo looked blissfully at his wife. If not for Xuanyuan Wudi and Wanling's presence, he would've taken her in his arms.
…
That night, Li Mo didn't cultivate or sleep.
Instead, he held Liu Yan and stared at her sleeping face until dawn.
For a cultivator of his level, not sleeping for a few days would not have any effect on him.
The convention was held at the palace's gate.
Li Mo, accompanied by Xuanyuan Wudi, Wanling, and Liu Yan, arrived.
While there weren't many participants, there were still a lot of onlookers.
"Wow!
Look at that young man, isn't he the one who beat Heaven Dipper Sect's Great Elder? "
"Yeah!
I'm here today to see him compete. "
"I'm willing to bet that this kid will definitely be able to take first place in this competition."
…
Li Mo only showed his hand once on the street and became the number one in the audience's hearts. It was a bit embarrassing.
This wasn't his intention. He didn't want to be so high profile.
Xuanyuan Wudi and the rest took their seats while Li Mo went to the waiting area. He didn't want to be the center of attention again.
Calculating the time, there wasn't much time left before the start of the conference.
And there were only twenty or so cultivators like Li Mo waiting for the fight to start.
However, they were all very powerful. The weakest among them was a mid-level Martial Emperor and there were five or six high-level Martial Emperors.
But among them, there was a tall man in a black robe that caught Li Mo's eye.
"Eh?
Why does he have a familiar aura? "
"Everyone, please be quiet. The martial convention is about to begin.
Now, let me announce the rules of the conference … "
While Li Mo was staring at the black-robed man, a loud voice came from the outside.
Li Mo could only look away to avoid the man noticing.
"In the Ancient Continent, heroes are rising and many sects have appeared.
His Majesty's benevolence is vast and mighty, forsaking the centuries-old rules of the royal family.
But for the sake of convenience, we are holding this convention to choose a ruler to assist His Majesty in governing the world … "
"Humph!
This Liu Jing sure knows how to blow his own trumpet! "
Li Mo didn't want to listen any longer. Such pompous words could only fool the ignorant.
"Alright!
Without further ado, the conference was about to begin.
The participants would fight in pairs until the champion was decided.
Everyone here is an overlord of the Mysterious Continent, so don't go overboard and kill each other. Otherwise, you will be directly eliminated, beheaded in public, and your nine generations will be implicated! "
After the rules were introduced, the curtains were lifted.
Li Mo was the first to fight against a mid Martial Emperor.
"Please welcome the first two, Immortal Sun Sect's Li Mo and Wuling Province's Wang clan's First Elder, Wang Kun!"
The disciplinary elder announced their names and Li Mo walked on stage.
"Wow!
That's Li Mo!
No wonder he's so strong at such a young age. "
"Eh?
That's not right. Rumor has it that when the Imperial Court besieged Immortal Sun Sect, both sides suffered great losses.
Is Li Mo unharmed? "
"Ha-ha … old pal, how can you believe every rumor?
It's just the Imperial Court's side of the story. Don't take it seriously! "
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