Chapter 331: Facing Mo Ya, the Shock of a Dou Huang Expert
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As two figures descended from the sky, the atmosphere in the area froze instantly.
"Mo Yu, Cai Lin!"
Mo Tianxing's eyes widened in astonishment as he gazed at the silver-eyed youth and the regal, cold beauty beside him. His face grew uncharacteristically grave.
When his gaze lingered on Cai Lin, the bewitching woman standing next to Mo Yu, a wave of intense caution welled up in his heart. According to intelligence gathered by the Black Emperor Sect, this Hall Master of the Serpent Hall was no weaker than Elder Ying Shan!
At first, Mo Tianxing dismissed this as an exaggeration. After all, Elder Ying Shan was a Four-Star Dou Zong, a veteran powerhouse of the Black-Corner Region. How could someone from the Yuan Manor surpass him? But as he felt the lethal allure emanating from Cai Lin, he realized just how terrifying this captivating and noble woman was.
"It's the Manor Lord of the Yuan Manor! The Manor Lord has arrived!"
Unlike the hostile vigilance from the Black Emperor Sect and the Demon Flame Valley, the Wolf Hall, Tiger Hall, and other members of the Yuan Manor burst into cheers upon seeing Mo Yu.
"You're all unharmed?" Mo Yu retracted the Dou Qi wings on his back and landed beside Xiao Li and the others. His gaze swept over Zi Huo, Lin Yan, and Lin Xiuya as he asked calmly.
"We're fine." Zi Huo and Xiao Li shook their heads simultaneously.
Looking at Mo Yu, Xiao Li suddenly spoke with guilt, "If not for the Manor Lord's arrival, we would have fallen for the schemes of the Black Emperor Sect and the Demon Flame Valley. Manor Lord, due to my negligence, the two halls nearly suffered annihilation. This is my fault."
"Haha, Brother Xiao Li, there's no need for such words. This matter arose from gathering resources for me; the responsibility is not yours. Leave the rest to me," Mo Yu said with a light laugh, patting Xiao Li on the shoulder.
Seeing Mo Yu's response, Xiao Li nodded, his heart warmed.
"Sect Master Mo, Elder Fang, you've schemed against my Yuan Manor. What exactly is your aim?" Mo Yu turned to Mo Tianxing and the others, his tone cold.
"Manor Lord Mo, shouldn't I be asking you the same? Your Yuan Manor poached my sect's top alchemist and wantonly slaughtered forces within the Black-Corner Region. Isn't this inappropriate?" Mo Tianxing replied sternly.
"A joke. A wise bird chooses a good tree to nest in. Qi Shan believed our Yuan Manor had a brighter future than your Black Emperor Sect, so he chose a new home. What's wrong with that?
As for eliminating other forces, the Black-Corner Region has always followed the law of the jungle. The strong reign supreme. Since our Yuan Manor defeated Han Feng's Black Alliance, we naturally have the capital to control the Black-Corner Region. What does this have to do with you two?
If the Black Emperor Sect and the Demon Flame Valley are dissatisfied, then declare war outright. Why resort to such petty schemes to target us?" Mo Yu sneered.
Hearing this, Mo Tianxing and Elder Fang's faces darkened, their eyes flickering with malice.
"Haha, since Manor Lord Mo says the strong reign supreme, may I challenge you to a duel?" A light, spring-like voice suddenly broke the tense silence.
The speaker was a handsome, white-robed youth stepping forward from the Black Emperor Sect's ranks—Mo Ya. Mo Yu immediately recognized him as someone he had briefly encountered in Black Emperor City before.
"Oh? You wish to challenge me?" Mo Yu raised an eyebrow, a faint smile tugging at his lips.
Seeing that subtle smile, a chill crept into Mo Ya's heart. However, he quickly shook it off, his eyes narrowing slightly as he cupped his hands toward Mo Yu. "Manor Lord Mo, I fully agree with your belief that the strong reign supreme in the Black-Corner Region.
Given the friction between our factions, why not settle it with our fists? If I lose, my sect will cease pursuing Elder Qi Shan's defection. But if I win, I ask that the Yuan Manor return Elder Qi Shan to us.
Manor Lord Mo, do you accept my challenge and this wager?"
Both the Black Emperor Sect and the Yuan Manor froze in surprise. Was Mo Ya, heir to the Black Emperor Sect, confident enough to challenge Mo Yu, a renowned figure in the Black-Corner Region? Even Mo Tianxing looked at his son in astonishment, uncertain about his reasoning.
However, recalling Mo Ya's reputation for outstanding talent and composure, Mo Tianxing decided to trust his son's judgment.
As the crowd murmured in confusion, Mo Ya smiled lightly and added, "Of course, to ensure fairness, I ask that Manor Lord Mo refrain from using the Dou Zong puppet or any external aid during our fight. That way, the outcome will be convincing to all."
Hearing this, the Black Emperor Sect members suddenly understood and looked at Mo Ya with admiration.
Mo Yu's reputation largely stemmed from his Dou Zong-level puppet and his ability to temporarily unleash Dou Zong-level power. Without these, he was merely a peak Dou Wang. Against Mo Ya, a Six-Star Dou Huang, Mo Yu's chances seemed slim.
The Yuan Manor members also realized the trap and glanced at Mo Yu with concern. They were unsure of his current strength.
"Ah, if only the boss had a couple more years to cultivate. He'd crush that white-robed guy," Lin Yan lamented, his tone filled with regret.
Even so, Zi Huo and Cai Lin remained indifferent, watching Mo Ya like he was a clown.
"Haha, Manor Lord Mo preaches strength above all but hesitates to accept my challenge. Are you afraid, or do you only dare rely on borrowed strength?" Mo Ya taunted with a sly grin.
"Fine, I accept your challenge."
Before Mo Ya could finish, Mo Yu nodded decisively.
Mo Ya froze momentarily, disbelief flashing across his face before he regained his composure. A sinister glint flickered in his eyes as he smiled warmly. "Good. Since Manor Lord Mo accepts, don't blame me for being impolite."
Mo Ya had always been a star among the younger generation of the Black Emperor Sect, but Mo Yu's sudden rise eclipsed his brilliance entirely. The latter, younger in age, had achieved feats that even Mo Ya's father couldn't match.
Now presented with a chance to face Mo Yu in a fair fight, Mo Ya couldn't wait. A proud six-star Dou Huang, he wasn't just planning to defeat Mo Yu but to eliminate him entirely.
Noticing the murderous intent flashing in Mo Ya's eyes, Mo Yu's lips curled into a playful smile. Mo Yu was well aware of Mo Ya's six-star Dou Huang strength. Half a year ago, as a seven-star Dou Wang, Mo Yu knew he couldn't compete without relying on the strength of She Lao or the Fire Yao Puppet.
After all, the gap between a Dou Wang and a Dou Huang was vast, and bridging that gap wasn't easy. But now, having broken into the Dou Huang realm himself, Mo Yu's strength and foundation far surpassed those of an ordinary Dou Huang. For him, Mo Ya was the perfect opponent to test his newfound powers.
Eager to strike, Mo Ya didn't hesitate after Mo Yu accepted the challenge. As soon as he stepped into the arena, he activated his Dou Qi wings and charged at Mo Yu like a specter.
His cold smile gleamed as his powerful, dark-blue Dou Qi surged out like viscous streams of energy, creating ripples in the air. With a forceful stomp, he propelled himself forward, a condensed mass of Dou Qi in his hand emitting a terrifying might capable of shattering mountains.
Mo Yu, however, chose not to meet the attack head-on. His own Dou Qi wings unfurled, and with a flicker, he disappeared from Mo Ya's sight. The sudden disappearance startled Mo Ya, his eyes barely catching a fleeting black line darting across the battlefield.
A sliver of shock flashed through his mind—Dou Wang-level Dou Qi wings, forged by external energy, were far inferior to the personal Dou Qi wings of a Dou Huang. Yet Mo Yu's wings seemed equally matched in both appearance and function.
With instincts honed from countless battles, Mo Ya redirected his attack toward his rear, slamming his palm into the incoming strike. A thunderous explosion echoed as Mo Ya's palm met Mo Yu's fist. The raw power coursing through the latter's punch left Mo Ya's arm tingling with numbness.
"What's going on?" Mo Ya's heart surged with disbelief. "His strength is monstrous, far beyond what a Dou Wang should be capable of. How is this possible?"
Without giving Mo Ya time to recover, Mo Yu's relentless assault continued. His Thunder Body technique enhanced his physique to terrifying levels, and arcs of thunder danced around his fists as he launched a flurry of powerful strikes.
Each punch carried the weight of a battering ram, thunder intertwining with his blows, creating an unrelenting barrage that even Mo Ya found hard to counter at first.
Despite the overwhelming pressure, Mo Ya's experience as a six-star Dou Huang allowed him to gradually stabilize. His boundless Dou Qi surged like waves, countering the destructive power of Mo Yu's lightning-infused fists.
The arena turned into a battlefield of clashing energies, the ground splitting beneath their feet as visible shockwaves rippled outward from every exchange.
In one particularly forceful clash, the two fighters recoiled simultaneously, each retreating five steps. The onlookers, witnessing this deadlock, gasped in astonishment. A Dou Wang capable of going toe-to-toe with a six-star Dou Huang? The silver-eyed youth before them defied logic.
"Just brute strength," Mo Ya sneered, though his darkened expression betrayed his unease.
"If that's all you've got, then you won't last long."
Forming a series of intricate hand seals, Mo Ya unleashed a surge of scorching blue Dou Qi, encasing his body in an armor-like aura. His energy climbed sharply, and his killing intent deepened.
The members of the Black Emperor Sect watched with amused expressions. They knew Mo Ya's true capabilities—while only a six-star Dou Huang, his deep foundation and mastery of high-tier Dou Techniques allowed him to rival even seven- or eight-star Dou Huangs.
But Mo Yu merely chuckled at the display. Folding his arms behind his back, he released an overwhelming aura that surged like a tidal wave. The oppressive force silenced the crowd.
"Dou Huang!"
Mo Ya's face froze in disbelief, and Mo Tianxing's eyes widened with shock. The realization struck them like a bolt of lightning: the Manor Lord of the Yuan Manor was a Dou Huang!
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