The Winner is Kuang Qing!
Seeing Lin Yang casting it, Mo Qingkuang's legs felt a bit weak. That was a heavenly-ranked martial skill, something he had no means to counter.
"Charge and attack him! Don't let him unleash it! You're fast, rush up. If he finishes casting, you'll be done for!" Tang Yu shouted loudly from the sidelines.
"That's it! I'll go and disrupt his casting! Ancestor, shall I interfere with his casting?" Mo Qingkuang asked.
"No need, I want him to use that!" Mo Qingkuang denied, surprising Mo Qingkuang. "What? Let him use it?" Mo Qingkuang was astonished. "Yes, use Falling Flower Palm! Don't hold back, go all out, success or failure depends on this move!" Mo Fan decisively said.
Mo Qingkuang was a bit confused. Falling Flower Palm was powerful, but there was a fundamental difference between an earth-grade martial technique and a heavenly-ranked one.
Seeing Lin Yang was about to launch his attack, Mo Fan urgently said, "I can't explain it clearly with your intelligence. Just do it quickly, or it might be too late!"
Helpless, Mo Qingkuang had no choice but to follow the instructions. He sank into a horse stance, and green light surged into his palms.
He no longer held back, channelling all his true qi into his palms.
"Fire God's Fury!" Lin Yang shouted, and his fists fiercely struck out, heading straight for Mo Qingkuang.
Behind him, a massive shadow followed suit, with terrifying natural phenomena revealing its strength.
Mo Qingkuang gritted his teeth, facing it head-on. Seeing Mo Qingkuang directly facing it, the crowd felt a chill. "He's going to lose!"
Even those who didn't understand martial arts could tell at this moment that Mo Qingkuang lacked the heavenly and earthly phenomena behind him, meaning he wasn't using a heavenly-ranked martial skill.
Even with equal cultivation, the proficiency and quality of martial skills directly determined their power.
"Give up, it's an honourable defeat."
Tian Sheng, a fourth-rank martial master, was severely injured when facing Fire God's Fury, and Mo Qingkuang, who didn't have any good attack-oriented martial techniques, would likely suffer a fatal outcome.
People couldn't help closing their eyes, unwilling to witness Mo Qingkuang's bold confrontation.
"Kuang Qing! No!" Han Yan'er shouted in shock.
The referee, Zheng Tao, holding onto the last bit of hope, was ready to intervene.
However, Chu Yanran in the crowd did not close her eyes.
She wanted to see clearly as her brother Lin Yang took revenge for himself. She wanted to witness her brother's supreme power as he ascended to the top of this year's Martial Examination.
She wanted to witness the humiliation of this guy, Kang Qing, who had insulted her, as he was being annihilated by Lin Yang.
She never worried that Lin Yang would lose; because in her heart, Lin Yang was invincible.
In the arena, the figures of the two men were getting closer. Mo Qingkuang had decided to go all out.
"Ahhhhh—" Mo Qingkuang opened his mouth and shouted, abandoning all defence, exerting all the strength in his body for this life-or-death strike against Lin Yang.
The fists and palms collided, and Lin Yang's mouth revealed a mocking smile. "Hmph, overestimating your abilities."
He keenly felt that Mo Qingkuang's Falling Flower Palm was not powerful, at least not comparable to his Fire God's Fury.
He had a heavenly-ranked martial skill; Mo Qingkuang did not. The difference was as simple as that.
"You can never defeat me!"
The two collided, as everything seemed to crumble and collapse.
Under the roar of Fire God's Fury's formidable force, Mo Qingkuang could hardly hold on for a second before being fiercely sent flying. He landed more than ten meters away, spewing a large mouthful of blood in mid-air before crashing to the ground.
Lin Yang, however, suddenly felt an unbeatable force pushing him back!
"What is this?" Lin Yang exclaimed. He was completely depleted after a fierce battle with Mo Qingkuang and couldn't resist this force.
At this moment, a powerful push struck him, and Lin Yang was unable to resist. He flew backwards.
Fortunately, this force, although swift, wasn't very powerful. Lin Yang didn't suffer severe injuries.
After landing at a distance, he tried to get up in a graceful roll. He was about to boast about winning when he was stunned by the scene in front of him.
He realized that he hadn't landed on the vast arena but on the ground beneath it!
"Qingkuang, hold on! You won!" Mo Fan's surprised voice rang out. His plan had succeeded!
Mo Fan's voice awakened Mo Qingkuang, who was on the verge of fainting due to severe injuries.
"I won? How did I win? Wasn't my attack easily destroyed by Lin Yang just now?" Mo Qingkuang was puzzled.
However, the powerful temptation of victory stimulated his nerves. He bit his tongue fiercely, clearing his mind a bit.
Staggering, he stood up and looked around.
The flames of the Flame Ascension Formation, no longer under Lin Yang's control, slowly extinguished, leaving the entire arena flat like a calm lake.
'Where is Lin Yang?'
Mo Qingkuang stared intently and saw Lin Yang standing far away under the arena, wearing a confused expression.
'Did Lin Yang step down? According to the rules of the arena match, the one who falls off the platform represents defeat! Did I win?'
Weakly, step by step, Mo Qingkuang walked to the edge of the arena.
On his dark face, with half of it covered in scorched skin, underneath was tender flesh, looking unusually ferocious.
He licked his chapped lips, and blood-stained teeth revealed a smile of relief. "I won!"
Only then did Zheng Tao recover from his shock. He had seen Mo Qingkuang being easily knocked away by Lin Yang.
The power of Falling Flower Palm and Fire God's Fury was incomparable.
Unexpectedly, this Falling Flower Palm possessed such a powerful repelling effect! Kuang Qing was indeed a decisive person.
To think that he could abandon defence, trade injuries for strength, and exploit the rules of the arena to forcefully knock Lin Yang out of the ring.
'What a clever kid!' Zheng Tao couldn't help but praise him.
Now, Mo Qingkuang, severely injured and weakened, seemed as if a gust of wind could blow him down.
However, unfortunately, the more dominant Lin Yang was beneath the arena, the more injured Mo Qingkuang was on top.
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Reflecting on it now, Mo Qingkuang had chosen to stop and confront Lin Yang at a specific location on the platform, and it had some consideration. At that time, he was right in the centre of the arena, while Lin Yang was closer to the edge.
This created the conditions for being knocked out of the ring by the Falling Flower Palm.
Watching this scene, Zheng Tao was overjoyed. The honour of the Tianxuan Empire was preserved!
He took a step forward, gathered his strength, and loudly announced, "The winner is Kuang Qing!"
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