"Humph!
Is this the power of a 45 level assassin?
It doesn't look like much to me! "
Li Mo wasn't in a hurry to go for the next round of attacks. Instead, he continued to provoke Qian Haotian.
Only by letting him go on a rampage could Li Mo exhaust his energy as much as he could, and at the same time look for another flaw.
"Ha-ha … Little Mo is a smart kid. It seems my worries were unnecessary.
If this continues, it won't be long before Little Mo wins this match! "
"En!
I hope the competition goes as Little Mo wants!
But Qian Haotian isn't a fool. I'm afraid he'll see through Little Mo's strategy!
If that happens, the result will be hard to say! "
Han Tianyu and Tiger on the Road saw how Li Mo deflected his opponent's attack and left him in such a sorry state.
Their hearts were finally at ease.
"Li Mo, I was just careless and let you get away with it.
But don't get cocky. I will show you the difference between a 40 and 45 level.
Stealth! "
With a shout, Qian Haotian's figure vanished from the field.
"Ah … crap, his skill isn't the least bit inferior to my Shadowmeld. I can't let him get close!"
With that in mind, Li Mo used Shadowmeld again.
He darted around the field, afraid Qian Haotian would suddenly appear before him.
"Die!"
Swish swish swish …
But Li Mo still underestimated Qian Haotian. He didn't think he'd be able to shake Qian Haotian off even with his speed.
When Qian Haotian's voice and the sound of his weapon piercing the air appeared next to him, Li Mo unconsciously placed the Dragonscale Sword on his vitals while infusing it with lightning power.
Clang clang clang …
Hiss …
The sound of weapons colliding rang out, mixed with the sound of electricity.
"Ah …"
Qian Haotian's miserable screams rang out, and all the spectators were startled.
They didn't know what was going on in the arena. Why did Qian Haotian, who had the upper hand, scream like that?
"Li Mo, what dirty trick did you use? You're so f * cking despicable!"
Qian Haotian's face, which was already covered in blood, had now turned black and red. His burnt hair had completely disappeared. His body trembled from time to time, and he painfully crawled up from the ground!
"Humph!
Don't find those useless excuses if you're not as good as me. I advise you to admit defeat, lest I accidentally kill you.
You bastard, I'm going to have to send you off! "
Li Mo ignored the question and continued to provoke Qian Haotian.
He knew that his two successful attacks were due to his opponent's carelessness. Once his opponent became cautious, he wouldn't have such a good opportunity.
"Wa ya ya!
I'm so pissed off!
I'll kill you, I'll kill you! "
Qian Haotian went mad. His daggers flew up and down, staking it all on Li Mo.
Li Mo wasn't to be outdone. Li Mo didn't fear him just by relying on his moves.
The Dragonscale Scarlet Sword in his hand was also swung around vigorously.
Clang clang clang …
In just a few breaths, the two's weapons clashed no less than a hundred times.
It could be seen that the two of them had already reached their limits.
"This trash is so weak!
I was hoping that he could come back with the first place. I might as well not let him go up there and embarrass himself! "
In a private room on the third floor, Qian Kun's face was ashen as he watched the fight.
"Ha-ha … Qian Haotian is too impatient. A few words and Little Mo got so worked up."
"En, Little Mo is a genius at fighting. I think we have a 60% chance of winning!"
Han Tianyu and Tiger on the Road were in a completely different mood from Qian Kun's. They weren't worried about Li Mo's safety. They were even convinced Li Mo would beat Qian Haotian and win!
"I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"
Qian Haotian was like a demon, muttering in a low voice as he attacked Li Mo with the most primitive of attacks.
The two blades in his hands danced at Li Mo with a gust of wind.
But no matter how he attacked, he couldn't break Li Mo's Dragonscale Sword's defense.
Clang clang clang …
The sounds of weapons clashing went on for a quarter of an hour.
Neither side was able to hurt the other!
But their stamina was on the decline, especially Li Mo's.
The Dragonscale Sword was several times heavier than Qian Haotian's twin sabers. At this rate, Li Mo would collapse.
"Humph!
I'll let you have a taste of lightning! "
While Qian Haotian wasn't paying attention, Li Mo sent a sliver of lightning power into the Dragonscale Sword.
"Hiss …"
"Ah!"
With a scream, Qian Haotian's body started to shake.
His bald head, which no longer had any hair, was emitting bursts of green smoke!
This time, everyone present saw it clearly, and they all understood why Qian Haotian repeatedly screamed like a pig being slaughtered!
"Lightning power!
What is this Li Mo's attribute? "
"According to the information on the form, he should be of the fire attribute!
How could he use the power of lightning to attack?
I-is he of two attributes? "
"No way!
A fire attribute is rare enough, but now he has lightning.
Just what is this person's background? How can he have such excellent dual attributes? "
…
Listening to everyone's discussion, Tiger on the Road looked at Han Tianyu in disbelief, who was still calm.
"Chief, you were the one who evaluated Little Mo!
Is he really of the fire and lightning attribute? "
"Yeah!
That's right. "
"Ha-ha … what a genius!
I was wondering why this kid was so confident. So he has this trick up his sleeve. "
…
"Li … Li Mo, you can control lightning!
How dare you! When you filled out the registration form, why did you write that you were of the fire attribute?
Y-you're cheating! T-this isn't fair!
I'm going to tell my father and ask him to disqualify you from the competition! "
Having experienced Li Mo's lightning power twice, Qian Haotian no longer held any hope of killing Li Mo.
He didn't want to try it a third time either. That feeling wasn't fatal, but it was unbearable!
"Fair?
Is it fair for that bastard of a father of yours to force a guy like you, who is older than the registration limit, into the tournament?
What?
Now that you know you can't kill me, you're using your father's influence to pressure me?
Let me tell you, others may fear your Qian clan, but I, Li Mo, am not!
So what if you're level 45? Aren't you still a dog under my feet? "
Li Mo vented all the pent-up emotions in his heart. His voice echoed throughout the arena, unafraid of Qian Kun hearing him.
"Y-y-you've got guts …"
Qian Haotian was rendered speechless by Li Mo's words. He could only look to a private room on the third floor, seeking his father's help!
"Li Mo, do you know the crime of insulting royalty?"
With a loud shout, Qian Kun walked out of his private room under the escort of his bodyguards and walked towards the arena.