Qi Heng's body instantly froze, staring blankly at the longsword in his hand that had been cut in half... an expression of disbelief on his face!
As the number one Prodigy of the Spirit Void Sect and the Grand Disciple of the main peak, how could the sword he used be an ordinary item?
This sword was a gift from the Grand Elder, forged from a hundred refined fine gold, capable of cutting through iron like mud, and had accompanied him for many years, always proving effective.
However, it was now cut in half by a Sword Qi.
The Grand Elder, who was observing the battle in secret with the Sect Master and the Grand Elder, thought he had seen wrong. He quickly rubbed his eyes, but the half-blade lying on the training ground still looked so glaring.
“Mo Yang, you...”
Recovering from his shock, Qi Heng's gaze swiftly shot towards Mo Yang, two cold lights bursting from his eyes, his face incredibly grim.
Mo Yang was still frowning, recalling the moment before. The Sword Qi had dissipated after one strike, but its power seemed decent. If he could fully comprehend it, its power would undoubtedly be even stronger.
When he looked up, Qi Heng had already charged over. Qi Heng abandoned the broken sword in his hand, clenched his fist, and a dazzling circle of light enveloped his fist, smashing fiercely towards Mo Yang.
“Fourth Layer of Overlord Fist!” someone among the surrounding Disciples immediately exclaimed.
This was a set of powerful and overbearing fist techniques, divided into five layers in total. The fourth layer could only be performed by those whose Cultivation had reached the Earth Profound Realm, as it required condensing True Qi into a fist strike to unleash, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks.
Among the Disciples, only Qi Heng had Cultivated the Overlord Fist to the fourth layer.
“Fourth Layer of Overlord Fist!” Mo Yang's gaze slightly narrowed. He naturally knew the power of this set of fist techniques.
He had intended to use True Qi to counter, but after a slight hesitation, he simply threw his own punch to meet it.
“Boom...”
The two fists violently collided, emitting a dull roar. A visible wave of Qi rapidly spread out from the center of the two, and then both men simultaneously retreated.
Whether it was Mo Yang or Qi Heng, during their retreat, with each step they took, the bluestone ground shattered, leaving a trail of deep footprints in front of them.
The power unleashed by their previous strike was imaginable!
The discussions on the scene abruptly ceased, and many Disciples were stunned.
In previous Sect Disciple duels, such an astonishing scene had never been witnessed.
The most crucial point was that everyone had just seen Mo Yang not activating his True Qi at all, using pure Physical Body strength, while Qi Heng was using the power of the fourth layer of Overlord Fist.
A look of shock flashed in Qi Heng's eyes, his face terribly grim.
He silently watched Mo Yang, examining him seriously for the first time. After a moment, he spoke in a deep voice, “I never thought you hid so deeply. Everyone thought you couldn't Cultivate, but your Cultivation is the strongest!”
Qi Heng spoke very seriously, but then his tone shifted, saying, “However, today I must seek justice for Junior Sister!”
Mo Yang was incredibly speechless in his heart and directly said, “Seek justice for your sister, are you brainless, or did a donkey kick your head?”
However, these words instantly enraged Qi Heng. A murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he executed the Spirit Void Steps, charging forward again.
Mo Yang's gaze slightly narrowed, his True Qi slowly activating within his body, golden light flowing out from his skin, covering him like a golden battle armor.
The scene was identical to before; the two once again exchanged a punch.
Both were once again knocked back simultaneously, but by the time they stabilized their stances, a trace of paleness had already appeared on Qi Heng's face.
Not only was he pale, but the pain between his brows was hard to hide, and his eyes revealed deep shock.
His arm trembled incessantly, his sleeve completely shattered by the impact of that last punch. There were four or five horrifying, eye-catching wounds on it, and his entire arm seemed twisted, blood continuously flowing down his fingertips.
Mo Yang, on the other hand, retreated four or five steps, his expression unchanged, only his chest rising and falling slightly.
Before the Disciples could even react, Mo Yang spoke, “You take a punch from me too!”
This time, before Qi Heng could make a move, Mo Yang flashed forward, executing the Spirit Void Steps, his speed as fast as lightning, simple and brutal, throwing a punch.
The Grand Elder, who was observing from the shadows, immediately changed his expression.
He had long seen that Mo Yang's combat power far surpassed Qi Heng's. Qi Heng was already seriously injured; that last punch didn't just hurt his arm, but his internal organs were probably severely shaken. With this next punch, the outcome was unimaginable.
“Mo Yang, stop!”
Before the Grand Elder could speak, Su Fei'er cried out first. She dared not remain hidden in the shadows anymore.
She naturally also saw that although this punch wouldn't be fatal, serious injury for Qi Heng was inevitable, perhaps even leaving him half-crippled.
The fist was already close to Qi Heng's body, and the powerful punch wind made Qi Heng's hair dance, but then it abruptly stopped.
A faint smile appeared on Mo Yang's face. He glanced at Qi Heng and said, “Senior Brother Qi, I said she ran to my bed herself, do you believe me?”
“Mo Yang, you're talking nonsense!” Su Fei'er, who had rushed over, glared at Mo Yang with a face full of anger.
Mo Yang smiled indifferently and said, “Although I, Mo Yang, have poor talent, I always act openly and honorably. You say I did that to you, and I admit it. Don't worry, today I openly and clearly guarantee that I will take responsibility for you. After observing filial piety for Master for a hundred days, I will marry you onto Wood Peak!”
“Mo Yang, you...”
Su Fei'er was completely stunned. Mo Yang actually dared to admit it directly in front of countless Disciples, not refuting a single word, which left her utterly flustered.
The training ground below completely erupted, with the surrounding Disciples in an uproar. Ever since Mo Yang revealed his Cultivation that day, he had become like a different person.
Even Qi Heng frowned. Mo Yang's combat power had not only become extremely terrifying, but his personality was also completely different from before, as if he had been reborn.
However, seeing Mo Yang's demeanor, Qi Heng still suppressed his pain and angrily said, “Mo Yang, do you think that just because your Cultivation is not weak now, you can be so reckless?”
Mo Yang's expression suddenly turned cold. He sneered at Qi Heng and said, “Otherwise? Do you still want to continue to vent her anger? If I hadn't held back just now, could you still be standing here talking to me?”
After Mo Yang finished speaking, he suddenly lifted his foot and stomped on the training ground. The entire training ground seemed to shake, bluestone shattered, cracking sounds were incessant, and several cracks spread out several meters from the center of his foot.
Although the aura on Mo Yang's body flashed and disappeared, it was still captured by several onlookers.
Qi Heng's face was pale, and he was completely stunned.
The Grand Elder and Sect Master, who had been hiding in the dark, almost cried out in surprise. They could barely believe it, and when they looked at each other, everyone's eyes were filled with horror.
Because that fleeting aura was actually Earth Profound Realm Second Stage!
How many days had it been... a few days ago, when Mo Yang's Cultivation was exposed, wasn't it only Earth Profound Realm First Stage Early Stage?
When he fought with Qi Heng just now, Mo Yang had actually hidden his Cultivation!
How could Qi Heng accept this?
He had originally been at a disadvantage, but he never expected Mo Yang had not used his full strength.
As the number one Prodigy of the Spirit Void Sect, with many Disciples of the entire Spirit Void Sect taking him as their Cultivation goal, at this moment, an endless sense of frustration welled up in his heart, and all his sense of superiority was shattered into thin air.
“Sect Disciples sparring should stop at the appropriate point, do not harm harmony!” The Grand Elder, seeing that the situation was not right, also quickly appeared and spoke to intervene.
He didn't give the Disciples a chance to speak, then continued to address them, “Quickly help your Senior Brother down to heal his injuries. His Cultivation has only recently had a Breakthrough and still needs time to settle before he can adapt to the new power!”
These words were naturally to give Qi Heng a way out, and also to comfort Qi Heng, to prevent him from being left with a psychological shadow.
Mo Yang looked at the old man in front of him and couldn't help but sigh that the older ginger was spicier.
However, he was too lazy to say anything, with an indifferent expression, he directly turned and walked out of the training ground.
The Grand Elder did not stop him. Many Disciples behind him were discussing animatedly, and Su Fei'er gnashed her teeth as she stared at him, but now she had no way to deal with him and could only watch him leave.
As soon as Mo Yang returned to Wood Peak, the Grand Elder followed.
“What, is the Grand Elder here to reward me?” Mo Yang looked at the Grand Elder who appeared at the courtyard entrance, frowning slightly.
Facing this old fellow, Mo Yang dared not be too aggressive now. Not to mention the opponent's strong Cultivation, just his cunning nature made him unpredictable.
“Hmph, reward? You want to leave after eating and wiping your mouth, and you still want a reward?”
The Grand Elder's words made Mo Yang stumble, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood.
What did he mean by 'finished eating'?
Mo Yang frowned. Although the old man looked cold and his words seemed to carry anger, there was no killing intent at all. He wondered what he was up to.
“Whoosh!”
However, at this moment, the Grand Elder suddenly moved, his body flashing towards him like an afterimage.
Mo Yang's pupils suddenly contracted, and he immediately activated the Spirit Void Steps to retreat rapidly.
But he couldn't avoid it. The Grand Elder's speed was too fast, his figure like a ghost. After a few flashes, a palm suddenly pressed against his chest, sending him staggering back.
Mo Yang only felt a sharp pain in his chest. While surprised in his heart, a surge of anger also rose. He coldly shouted, “Old man, I didn't expect you to be so indiscriminate either. Since you also think so, it seems this young Master will have to make things real!”
Looking at Mo Yang, who had retreated to a distance with a furious expression, a trace of success, difficult to detect, flashed in the Grand Elder's eyes.
However, he did not stop, and then continued to feign anger, flashing forward again.
Mo Yang dared not hide anything further, fully activating all the power in his body. Golden True Qi flowed out from his skin, and a powerful aura suddenly emanated from within him.