Supreme Demon God

Chapter 130: Not Waste Time

Clearly, Mo Xiu was just an outer disciple with a Middle-stage Spirit Vessel Realm cultivation base. Apart from the murderous aura, Ji Ping was shocked at the moment when Mo Xiu took out his identity jade card.

"You... what do you want?" he panicked unknowingly.

Mo Xiu: "Don't you understand? If you want to step into the inner sect from the outer sect, apart from raising your cultivation to the Profound Spirit Realm within a year, there is only one way to go, which is to defeat an inner disciple and replace it!"

"Do you want to replace me as an inner disciple?" Ji Ping was even more flustered.

But soon he reacted again, patted his face lightly, and looked at Mo Xiu, "Well, you are indeed powerful, almost scared me stupid."

After a pause, he gave a sneer, "Do you know what you are doing? Want to replace me? It's almost like finding death!"

The inner disciples around all heard Mo Xiu and Ji Ping's words, they burst into laughter and looked at Mo Xiu with foolish eyes.

"He's not bad, he can find such a way out. To become an inner disciple, you don't need to do daily tasks, and you don't need to worry about being bullied by us inner disciples. But where does he have the confidence to challenge the inner disciples?"

"I don't know how long it has been since the outer disciple last challenged the inner disciple. This guy makes it as if the inner disciple is very weak, so Ji Ping will really teach him a profound lesson is for granted."

"Oh, more than a profound lesson, I think it is possible for Ji Ping to kill this kid."

"After all, it's the outer disciple who doesn't know the heights of the sky and wants to be in position. Under normal circumstances, even if Ji Ping wants to kill him, he still has to worry about being punished by the Law Enforcement Hall.

"In this situation, killing the opponent will not be punished. Wu Jue's dead-end has already been set."

...

Everyone babbled and expressed their opinions one after another.

Ji Ping chuckled, looked at the crowd, and said, "Brothers, I know that you all owe Wang Ying's favor. I originally planned to keep him alive and let you teach you a lesson, but this guy is too presumptuous. He doesn't put the inner disciples in his eyes at all. In that case, I can only kill him. I can't let you repay the favor, I'm really sorry."

After speaking, he shouted loudly, "Elder Mo, there is an outside disciple who wants to step on my upper position and challenge me. Please come out to testify!"

Elder Mo's name was Mo Chong. He was an elder who was in charge of the arguments, challenges, and various conflicts between the disciples of the Seraphic Sword Sect. Usually, as long as a disciple shouted "Elder Mo" and explained the matter clearly, this elder would definitely come forward. 

Even now, even if it was still early in the morning, after Ji Ping's voice fell, a figure came with a sword, and in the blink of an eye fell on everyone's side. It was the Elder Mo that Ji Ping said.

Mo Chong seemed to have figured out the cause of the matter. He glanced at Chao Mo Xiu and said, "Do you want to challenge Ji Ping?"

Mo Xiu nodded silently.

Mo Chong: "Outer disciples challenge the inner disciples. Successfully challenged may become inner disciples. Once the challenge fails, there is only one dead end. During the challenge, life or death will not matter. Even if Ji Ping kills you, he will not be punished. You still have time to regret now."

"There is nothing to regret," Mo Xiu shook his head slightly.

Mo Chong no longer discouraged him, and said blankly, "In that case, you can go to the ring. I will testify for today's challenge to ensure fairness and justice."

There was a ring in the inner sect's combat field.

Mo Xiu and Ji Ping entered the ring one after another and stood opposite each other.

This was a duel, a duel of life or death!

Those inner disciples who owed Wang Ying's favor, as well as those inner disciples who had been training in the combat field, went to the ring to watch.

Before the duel began, the news spread at the speed of a wildfire.

The inner sect was boiling, the outer sect was shocked, and the entire Seraphic Sword Sect was in shock.

Most of the inner disciples rushed to the combat ground to watch, and even some core disciples or deacons of the sect rushed to watch the duel in the combat ground.

Even the Sect Master of the Seraphic Sword Sect, as well as a few elders, secretly followed with Divine Consciousness.

"Master, do you need this disciple to stop it?" Song Shenxue asked after receiving the news.

"No, the outer disciple challenges the inner disciple, regardless of life or death, this is the rule set by the ancestor master, once interfering at this time, it is a broken rule," Sect Master shook his head slightly.

"But he is only a Middle-stage Spirit Vessel Realm cultivator. Even if his strength is much stronger than a warrior with the same level of cultivation, at best, it is the combat power in the Early-stage of the Profound Spirit Realm. Ji Ping's cultivation base is in the Middle-stage. How can he be Ji Ping's opponent?" Song Shenxue said worriedly.

"That kid probably doesn't know how powerful a Profound Spirit Realm master is, but since he dares to challenge one, he has to bear the corresponding price."

The Sect Master sighed, "Whether he is a genius or not is temporarily unknown, but even if he is a genius, this kind of person who does not know forbearance, does not know the height of the sky, and dares to challenge a cultivation whose cultivation level is much higher than himself, sooner or later, he will die in the hands of others, not worthy of my Seraphic Sword Sect's efforts to cultivate."

...

Inside the combat field, above the ring.

Mo Xiu had already felt the consciousness of many sect elders, and knew that many people were rushing towards the inner sect, ready to watch a good show, and had a better understanding of the thoughts of the people watching under the ring.

There was no trace of tension or fear on his face, he still looked calm and composed, just waiting for Mo Chong to announce the start of the duel.

Ji Ping didn't feel nervous even more. In his eyes, Mo Xiu was no different from the dead.

He looked at Mo Xiu and said, "Wu Jue, whether you admit it or not, I will count the death of Junior Sister Nalan on your head. Although she is not my favorite, she has been with me for a while. Don't blame me. But if you want to blame, blame yourself for not knowing the sky and earth, and wanting to enter the inner sect by challenging me."

Mo Xiu stayed motionless and said nothing.

Ji Ping didn't say anything anymore. After taking out a sword, he looked at Mo Xiu coldly.

Below the ring, Mo Chong originally wanted to wait for Mo Xiu to hold the sword in his hand before announcing the start of the duel, but after waiting for a long time, he couldn't help but frown when he didn't see Mo Xiu offering his sword.

After thinking about it, he kindly reminded, "Wu Jue, you can use a sword."

Mo Xiu glanced at Ji Ping, "I don't need a sword to deal with him."

Mo Chong was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Mo Xiu again, only to feel disappointed.

It was not the first time that he had presided over this type of duel. Whoever challenged the inner disciples in the past did not have the cultivation base in the Great Perfection-stage of the Spirit Vessel Realm?

Not only did their cultivation reach the Great Perfection-stage, but also had a variety of methods. When challenging, they all did their best and couldn't wait to use all the methods.

But this guy named Wu Jue, who was clearly Middle-stage cultivator, faced not the warrior of the Early-stage, but the warrior of the Middle-stage of the Profound Spirit Realm. But he was so arrogant that he didn't even need a sword. The odds of winning were really like the sun rising in the west.

He did not bitterly dissuade him, waved his hand, and announced, "Let's get started."

When Ji Ping heard the words, his tiger-like body shook, the sword in his hand was slightly lifted, a sword light burst out, the sound of the sword's roar was faintly heard, and the aura of heaven and earth gathered quickly, forming a series of mysterious runes in front of Ji Ping.

"Earth-level sword technique, Virtual Void Swords Art!"

"It seems that Ji Ping intends to break out with all his strength and make a quick battle."

"The lion fights the rabbit with all its strength. Ji Ping's approach is correct, just a little ignorant of the feelings of those of us who watch the game."

"It looks like this Wu Jue will be killed instantly, poor fellow."

...

Most of the spectators were familiar with Ji Ping. Just by looking at Ji Ping's posture, they knew what kind of moves Ji Ping used.

He was dealing with Middle-stage Spirit Vessel Realm weakling, but he actually used the Earth-level sword technique Virtual Void Sword Art, which was really a bit bullying. The quick fight was correct, but the watching experience it brought to people was definitely not much better.

Ji Ping didn't care about that much. As an inner disciple with the Middle-stage Profound Spirit Realm cultivation base, he was challenged by an outer disciple with the Middle-stage Spirit Vessel Realm cultivation base. Naturally, he had to fight quickly. Otherwise, wouldn't he lose face?

Regardless of whether Mo Xiu was ready to fight, he shouted violently and rushed towards Mo Xiu with his sword. The mysterious runes in front of him rolled up with boundless power and whizzed towards Mo Xiu.

At this moment, Mo Xiu moved.

He still didn't take out his sword, but rushed out with the Everlasting Instant Shadow Step, and hit Ji Ping with a punch.

"Boom!"

There was an earth-shattering explosion.

In the eyes of everyone's astonishment, Mo Xiu's punch easily blasted away the runes that Ji Ping had created using the Virtual Void Sword Art.

Then, the punch hit Ji Ping unabated.

"Boom!"

After a blast, the blood rained, and Ji Ping, who was a Middle-stage Profound Spirit Realm expert, was hit and exploded with a punch.

"..."

There was silence below the ring.

Everyone looked at the figure standing proudly on the ring, with disbelief.

Was this the end?

How could it be!

Why was this result?

They guessed that this duel would end soon, but they all thought that Mo Xiu would be killed by Ji Ping in seconds. They never thought that the person who was killed in seconds was not Mo Xiu, but Ji Ping.

Ji Ping exploded with one punch. Was this guy's cultivation base really only in the Middle-stage of the Spirit Vessel Realm?

This Middle-stage Spirit Vessel Realm cultivator was too terrifying; he could almost compete with the Great Perfection-stage Profound Spirit Realm expert.

Before everyone could react, Mo Xiu looked at Mo Chong under the ring and asked, "Can I enter the inner sect like this?"

Mo Chong trembled slightly, swallowed, and then replied, "As long as no more than ten people in the inner sect object..."

Mo Xiu glanced at the crowd below, and said loudly, "Those who owe Wang Ying's favor, you will definitely object, so let's come up together, so as not to waste time!"