Chapter 11: Yun Tianming vs. Mo Li

"Senior Brother Tianming, come on!"

Nalan Yanran cheered for Yun Tianming in public, immediately attracting the attention of many.

"Who is that guy? He actually got Miss Nalan's encouragement."

"Looks like just an outer disciple, too arrogant!"

Disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect cast envious glances. Mo Li, too, was no exception; his gaze towards his opponent Yun Tianming turned cold.

Yun Tianming immediately felt helpless. He wasn't familiar with Nalan Yanran, and he had no interest in the young lady.

"Heh, this guy is done for. Mo Li may look gentle on the outside, but his personality is ruthless."

"Provoking someone else's woman, just wait to be dealt with!"

Mu Zhan showed a gloating smile. He had a good relationship with Mo Li, and the two shared similar views on matters concerning women.

"Someone else's woman? That's just an imagination made by barbaric men like you!"

Ya Fei frowned, her impression of Mu Zhan worsening. Then, she looked at Yun Tianming with a hint of concern. Considering Mo Li's easy victory in the previous match, the opponent must be at least a Sixth Stage Dou Disciple, while Yun Tianming was only a Fifth Stage Dou Disciple. The odds didn't seem favorable.

"The opponent for the final round is actually that young master from the Mo Family? What a pity."

Ge Ye shook his head at the scene. Obviously, he also didn't have much confidence in Yun Tianming's ability to win.

"Lord Sect Master, Mo Li's talent is quite impressive. I hope you consider it carefully."

Yun Leng continued to earnestly recommend Mo Li to Yun Yun.

"I think his opponent is quite a steady and composed young man?"

Yun Yun's gaze fell on Yun Tianming for the first time. At first glance, he seemed ordinary, but upon closer inspection, there was an indescribable aura about him. How should she put it? Yun Yun regarded all disciples, including Nalan Yanran, with the eyes of an elder towards children. However, for some reason, when she first looked at Yun Tianming, she couldn't help but feel a sense of equanimity, as if comparing peers.

What am I thinking? He's just a child of the same age as Yanran.

Yun Yun shook her head, temporarily dispelling the distractions in her mind.

On the competition stage, Mo Li felt annoyed, but he maintained a smiling and friendly expression on the surface.

"Young Brother Yun, a continuous streak of victories, quite lucky, but..."

"Can we start?"

Yun Tianming directly interrupted the other's sarcastic remarks.

Mo Li's friendly face stiffened for a moment. Unable to hold back his youthful arrogance, he eventually dropped the hypocritical smile, staring at Yun Tianming with a cold expression.

"Let's begin."

Elder Yun Du, being astute, naturally understood the situation. However, he didn't care about the disputes between younger generations; Misty Cloud Sect only needed a victor!

"Hah!"

Mo Li didn't waste words and charged straight at Yun Tianming, delivering a flying kick.

"Stone-breaking Kick!"

A Yellow Rank High-level Dou Technique!

"Grass Palm!"

Yun Tianming raised his hand, meeting the attack with a palm.

"Boom!"

The collision of kicks sent Yun Tianming several steps back, while Mo Li landed steadily.

"Earth attribute Dou Qi? Quite impressive."

Yun Leng's eyes lit up; coincidentally, he also cultivated Earth attribute Dou Qi, and the idea of taking Yun Tianming as a disciple crossed his mind.

"Earth attribute Dou Qi combines offense and defense, very suitable for close combat. This guy is in for a tough time!"

Mu Zhan coldly remarked.

"Young brother, be careful."

Ya Fei looked worried.

"With a gap of one stage in Dou Disciple level and a lower-grade Dou Technique, it seems Senior Tianming's journey ends here."

Nalan Yanran spoke with a hint of regret. Her first impression of Yun Tianming was decent, but it ended there.

"Hey! Losing is just right. You can't become an official disciple of Misty Cloud Sect. Why not obediently come and join this princess?"

Yao Yu laughed heartlessly.

"If there's a chance, we can recruit him into the royal training program."

Yao Ye smiled knowingly. Discerning individuals could see that Yun Tianming had considerable talent; he just had the misfortune of facing Mo Li, who was a few years older. If facing someone of the same age, Yun Tianming wouldn't be inferior to anyone present.

The elders of Misty Cloud Sect also recognized Yun Tianming's exceptional potential but lacked interest. It was because none of them practiced Wood attribute Dou Qi, and considering his humble background, taking him as a disciple wouldn't bring them any benefits.

"Youngster, see this? This is the gap between you and me!"

Mo Li continued to press the attack, kicking with Earth attribute Dou Qi, resembling an iron whip, forcing Yun Tianming to retreat continuously.

Yun Tianming remained on the defensive throughout, appearing to be under pressure, but secretly, he was accumulating something.

"So that's it. This person is somewhat interesting."

A trace of interest flashed in Yun Yun's eyes. With her discerning vision, she could naturally see that Yun Tianming was preparing something.

All eyes were focused on the competition stage, yet no one noticed the nearby grass and flowers quietly withering and wilting.

"Absorbing the essence of plants as a Dou Technique for attacks? A mere Fifth Stage Dou Disciple able to remotely execute a Dou Technique, this Soul Power..."

Gu He's face showed a hint of surprise. As a Sixth-rank Alchemist with a transcendent status in Misty Cloud Sect, he originally had no interest in the battles between younger disciples. The only reason he attended was to give face to his admired Master Yun Yun.

"Elder Gu He, are you interested in that disciple from the D Group?"

Yun Yun, unusually, took the initiative to start a conversation with him.

Gu He felt slightly surprised but answered truthfully, "If my perception is not mistaken, this young man has a good Soul Power Aptitude. Unfortunately, he lacks Fire attribute Dou Qi, destined to never become an Alchemist."

Moreover, when it came to taking disciples, Gu He already had a personal disciple in Liu Ling, so he naturally had no interest in recruiting a second person.

"Is that so? That's truly a pity," Yun Yun remarked casually.

On the competition stage, the battle between the two intensified.

"Boom!"

Yun Tianming's palm struck Mo Li, but it failed to move him back even half a step.

"Is this the extent of your strength? It seems even if I let you hit me while standing still, you still can't do anything!"

Mo Li scoffed recklessly, then kicked Yun Tianming forcefully.

"Cough!"

Yun Tianming retreated to the edge of the competition stage but stabilized his footing with a robust physique.

"Young brother, don't push yourself too hard!"

Ya Fei felt an inexplicable ache in her heart.

"A resilient man."

Nalan Yanran's eyes flashed with a hint of admiration.

"Why not just jump down yourself?"

"Must you continue standing there taking hits?"

Mo Li tapped his toe on the ground, wearing a contemptuous smile on his face.

"Hoo!"

Yun Tianming took a deep breath, without wasting any words. He raised his hand, making a palm gesture.

"Hmph! I want to see how long you can last!"

Seeing this, Mo Li didn't say more. Earth attribute Dou Qi gathered on his shoulders as he accelerated, transforming into a savage bull ready to charge!

"Earthen Plow Hot Knife!"

A Black Rank Low-Level Dou Technique!

Just when everyone thought Yun Tianming was bound to lose.

Yun Yun's red lips lightly parted, her cold voice slowly resounding, "The situation is about to reverse."

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