Asking about longevity

The format of the Sword Debate with Ao Zhan from the Dragon Cauldron Sect was monster hunting.

Both sides' disciples would compete to hunt a Rank Two Advanced Stage demon beast.

Whoever could kill the demon beast and extract its inner core would win.

During the Sword Debate, cultivators had to hunt demons and deal with people.

They could use demon beasts to weaken their opponents' strength.

They could also be framed by their opponents and suffer at the hands of demon beasts.

The competition revolving around demon beasts could lead to different tactics, encompassing thousands of situational changes, making the battle more complex and the outcome more unpredictable.

However, the Dragon Cauldron Sect disciples adopted a more direct approach.

Instead of hunting demons, they directly hunted "people."

Ao Zhan led the team, abandoning the demon beasts, and directly attacked the five members of the Taixu Sect, intending to kill the people first and then slay the demons.

This was a very conceited tactic.

It meant they were confident enough to kill the five members of the Taixu Sect in a short time with overwhelming force.

At the same time, after killing the five members of the Taixu Sect, they would still have enough energy to continue hunting a Rank Two Advanced Stage demon beast.

Clearly, they didn't take Mo Hua and the others seriously.

In fact, there was a hint of "humiliation" in it.

But the truth proved that they indeed had such strength and were indeed qualified to do so.

As soon as the battle began, the five members of the Dragon Cauldron Sect surged with dragon power, rushing towards Mo Hua and the others like fierce tigers released from their cages, accompanied by terrifying howls.

Mo Hua had previously fought with second-rate disciples of the Dragon Cauldron Sect and experienced the power of the Dragon-Tiger Body Refining Art.

But those disciples were completely incomparable to the five people in front of him, especially Ao Zhan, who was at the head.

In a trance, he somewhat resembled Shen Tu Ao, the Demon Sect leader who died in the Lonely Mountain Shrine, who was also the Third Prince of the Great Wilderness, and possessed the Four Symbols Azure Dragon Formation.

When the two sides met, the strong would fight first.

Ao Zhan roared angrily, his fist wind like a dragon, and began to fight with Linghu Xiao.

Xiao Wuchen was the number one person in the Heavenly Sword Sect.

And Ao Zhan was the number one person in the Dragon Cauldron Sect, their reputations and strengths were comparable.

However, Ao Zhan was a powerful body cultivator integrating offense and defense, his blood surging, his dragon power surging, and once he got close, his fists and feet would open and close widely, his power was vast and difficult to resist.

In this respect, he was more restrained than Linghu Xiao, who was a long-range sword cultivator.

Ao Zhan fought close to the body, his moves were fierce, fast, and violent, his strength was unparalleled, and the dragon shadows flew around, splitting mountains and cracking rocks.

Linghu Xiao was repeatedly suppressed, he didn't even have a chance to draw his sword actively, he could only retreat step by step.

On the surface, he was even more thoroughly defeated than in the battle with Xiao Wuchen, and he had no power to fight back.

The onlookers shook their heads.

Some elders of Chongxu Mountain even showed worried expressions and sighed incessantly.

While Linghu Xiao was at a disadvantage.

The other members of the Taixu Sect were even more suppressed and breathless.

Not to mention supporting Linghu Xiao and creating an opportunity for him to draw his sword, it was extremely difficult to barely protect themselves under the attacks of the Dragon Cauldron Sect disciples.

Mo Hua was not in a good situation either.

A tall Dragon Cauldron Sect disciple was chasing after him.

Mo Hua could only use his movement technique to try his best to maneuver.

This Dragon Cauldron Sect disciple couldn't break through the Fleeting Water Steps and kill Mo Hua.

Mo Hua also had no way to kill him with his movement technique.

This was Mo Hua's second Earth Character Sword Debate.

The venue, format, and opponent were all different from the first match.

But the development of the battle was not much different.

Soon, Linghu Xiao ran out of strength and was killed by Ao Zhan with a punch, and was defeated.

The situation deteriorated rapidly.

Situ Jian, Ouyang Xuan, and Cheng Mo were also defeated one after another.

Again, only Mo Hua was left, helplessly maneuvering with his movement technique.

Five against one.

But this time, the five members of the Dragon Cauldron Sect were not as polite as the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples.

The five of them didn't talk about martial ethics, they attacked together, two of them fought hand-to-hand, chasing and killing Mo Hua, and the other two blocked Mo Hua's position.

Ao Zhan's eyes were sharp, staring at Mo Hua, his fist filled with dragon-like blood energy, and his killing move was ready to go.

Xiao Wuchen was falsely noble and would not kill a drowning dog.

But he was different.

A lion uses all its strength to catch a rabbit.

He wanted to kill Mo Hua with his own hands!

Five Dragon Cauldron Sect geniuses surrounded and blocked, their killing intent locked on.

Mo Hua was shocked and thought to himself: "Not good."

If he didn't slip away now, he was afraid he would really "die" in Ao Zhan's hands.

Mo Hua immediately used a Fleeting Water Step to distance himself, tapped his forehead, and was about to repeat the same trick, shattering the Dao Debate Jade himself.

Ao Zhan sneered, as if he had expected it, and immediately channeled his Qi to his dantian, his voice shook his chest, he opened his mouth, and roared suddenly.

This roar really roared out a dragon's roar.

Like splitting rocks and piercing the sky, a white sound wave, carrying the impact of the dragon's roar, directly poured into Mo Hua's eardrums.

The dragon's roar pierced his eardrums, directly penetrated his sea of consciousness, and vibrated Mo Hua's divine sense.

And then there was no then……

Mo Hua's divine mind was as solid as gold, unmoving like a mountain.

The dragon's roar that shocked people's ears and made people's hearts tremble, entered Mo Hua's ears, like a gentle breeze, without any deterrence.

What he ate was the dragon soul.

How could he be afraid of this human roar's dragon's roar?

This dragon roar couldn't deter him at all.

Mo Hua just blinked his eyes, and then without any procrastination, his fingertips vibrated with spiritual power, shattered the Dao Debate Jade, and his figure disappeared again.

At the moment Mo Hua disappeared, a dragon shadow fist wind roared and arrived, smashing the ground and rocks where he was standing into powder.

The force spread outward, and the entire ground cracked inch by inch like a spider web.

Dragon roar deterrence, coupled with dragon fist bombardment.

This was almost a sure-kill punch, but it missed.

Ao Zhan slowly retracted his fist, stood up straight, looked at the ground he had smashed with a punch, and his brows gradually furrowed on his cold face.

"...Didn't roar him?"

How could it be……

At the same time, outside the Dao Debate arena.

Seeing that Mo Hua had shattered the Dao Debate Jade again and ran away, everyone booed:

"Shameless, he ran away again!"

"Retreating before the battle, undoubtedly a coward!"

"No backbone, extremely shameless!"

Some people sighed regretfully:

"What a pity, Ao Zhan's punch was just a little bit short... If it were just a little faster, he could have blasted Mo Hua into slag..."

"If he hadn't roared that, maybe Mo Hua would have died..."

"What 'roar', you know nothing, that's the Dragon Cauldron Sect's Tiger Roar Dragon Roar skill."

"This is a unique Dao technique of the Dragon Cauldron Sect, extremely mysterious and extremely difficult to learn..."

"Ordinary disciples learn the Tiger Roar, and only the top disciples can learn the Dragon Roar."

"During the battle, use the sound of the Tiger Roar Dragon Roar to deter the opponent."

"If the opponent is roared at, and then suffers a solid Dragon Cauldron heavy punch, even if he doesn't die, he will lose half his life."

"Ao Zhan had never used this Dao technique in previous sword debates. Using it on Mo Hua this time is considered giving him face."

"It is estimated that he guessed that Mo Hua, this stinky brat, would definitely run away if he saw the situation was not good, so he wanted to use the Dragon Roar skill to keep him, and then kill him with a punch."

"What a pity, it was still a little slow..."

"Mo Hua, this stinky brat, is as cunning as a 'ghost'..."

"Even ghosts are not as cunning as him..."

……

Outside the arena, there was a lot of discussion, and Ao Zhan, who didn't kill Mo Hua in the arena, looked coldly, obviously a little angry, swung a punch in vain to vent his anger, and blasted through a large area of forest and rocks, then turned around and coldly ordered:

"Kill the demon beast."

"Yes!"

The other four geniuses of the Dragon Cauldron Sect said one after another.

Then the five people joined forces, relying solely on the power of their flesh, head-to-head, for dozens of rounds, and slaughtered a Rank Two Advanced Stage bear demon, breaking its limbs, cutting open its chest, and taking out its inner core, dripping with blood.

At this point, the sword debate ended, and the Dragon Cauldron Sect won.

And Mo Hua and the others lost another game.

Zhang Lan, Wenren Wan, Gu Changhuai, Murong Caiyun, and all the cultivators who silently paid attention to and cared about Mo Hua, were silent, their expressions a little downcast.

Yu'er pursed her lips, her little face a little sad.

……

After that, it was the sword debate of other sects.

Inner field of the Dao Debate Mountain.

Mo Hua, who was defeated and left the field, and Linghu Xiao and the others, were packing their storage bags, preparing to return to the sect.

Cheng Mo and Situ Jian looked lonely and didn't speak.

Ouyang Xuan's face was even more stinky, and he was a little unwilling.

Linghu Xiao's face was also cold.

Although his expression was always indifferent, this time his indifference was mixed with more confusion, depression and solemnity, like a cloud of gloom.

"Xiao Xiao." Mo Hua called him.

Linghu Xiao was stunned, raised his head and looked at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua sighed, a little regretful and said: "We lost this game again."

Linghu Xiao nodded and didn't speak.

He lost more thoroughly.

In the hands of Xiao Wuchen and Ao Zhan, he had almost no room to fight back, he was suppressed the whole time, and then he was personally killed.

The more genius, the more arrogant, the more they feel that failure is intolerable.

Especially this kind of situation, in the Qianxue Sword Debate Conference, in full view of the public, being killed one-on-one by other geniuses……

Linghu Xiao felt extremely painful and tormented.

Although Mo Hua had told him before that true strength was forged by failure.

But the inner confusion and pain almost swallowed all his self-esteem and confidence in swordsmanship.

Linghu Xiao was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice:

"Little Senior Brother, I..."

Mo Hua understood his thoughts, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said:

"Don't think so much, no matter how strong the enemy is, no matter how dangerous the situation is, you just need to think about one thing, and you only need to think about one thing..."

Mo Hua paused slightly, his eyes clear and bright:

"...Believe in your sword, do your best, carry out all your swordsmanship, and slash out the sword energy..."

"As for whether this sword is lost, won, kills people, or is killed, you don't need to consider it."

"The purer the mind, the stronger the sword."

"Worry will only make your sword weaker."

If it comes to the practice of sword energy, and the foundation of swordsmanship, Mo Hua is naturally far inferior to Linghu Xiao.

But if it comes to the implementation of sword intent, and the understanding of swordsmanship, looking at the world, there are really not many people of the same generation who can compare to Mo Hua, who has cultivated the Taixu Divine Mind Sword Transformation True Technique, and integrated the God Slaying Sword Style.

Linghu Xiao was stunned, his thoughts went back and forth, and gradually became enlightened, his eyes gradually brightened.

"Okay, Little Senior Brother."

Linghu Xiao nodded, and a trace of indomitable "toughness" was revealed on his body.

Like a hundred-refined steel, the more it is tempered, the more it can temper itself.

Mo Hua nodded.

To do great things, to pursue the great Dao, "toughness" is sometimes more important than talent.

No matter how good the talent is, if it breaks with one fold, it is meaningless.

Only with toughness can one be indomitable.

After that, everyone packed up their storage bags and returned to the sect.

In the Taixu Sect, a few people practiced tactics again, studied their opponents, and when the night deepened, they parted ways.

Linghu Xiao was a disciple of Chongxu Mountain, and he had to return to Chongxu Mountain.

Ouyang Xuan was a disciple of Tai'a Mountain, and he also had to return to Tai'a Mountain.

Cheng Mo and Situ Jian, like Mo Hua, lived in Taixu Mountain.

And they lived in the same disciple residence.

The three of them finished eating, it was getting late, and they planned to return to their respective disciple rooms.

Before leaving, Mo Hua told them to rest well, and then he was about to get up and leave.

Situ Jian endured for a long time, and finally slowly opened his mouth and said: "Little Senior Brother..."

Mo Hua turned his head and looked at him.

Situ Jian was silent for a moment, sighed, and then asked the confusion in his heart:

"Little Senior Brother, can we... still win?"

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Cheng Mo also looked at Mo Hua silently, obviously a little lacking in confidence.

Cheng Mo and Situ Jian were different from Linghu Xiao and Ouyang Xuan.

They were not the kind of truly "outstanding" geniuses, they didn't have such high aspirations and arrogance.

The opponents were the number one people in the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Dragon Cauldron Sect, and they lost, although they were unwilling in their hearts, but there was no way.

The Qianxue Prefecture boundary was very large, with countless geniuses, and there were many people who were stronger than them.

They had known this for a long time.

But they were disciples of the Taixu Sect, and they were truly closely related to the sect.

They also wanted to win.

Even if the limelight was not them, even if they were just going to "die", as long as they could contribute to the victory of the sword debate, they would not hesitate.

What's more, the two of them were in the same team as Mo Hua, one prospers and all prospers, one loses and all loses.

But the problem now was that they really couldn't see the hope of "winning".

This was the Earth Character game.

It had only been two games.

The two of them had already faintly felt despair in their hearts.

The cultivators who watched the battle were just watching outside, but they, the sword debate disciples, were really competing on the field.

They understood the strength of the Four Great Sects better than anyone else.

They understood better than anyone else the kind of powerlessness that was close to despair when facing the top geniuses like Xiao Wuchen of the Heavenly Sword Sect and Ao Zhan of the Dragon Cauldron Sect.

They believed in Little Senior Brother.

But at this moment, the two of them inevitably felt a little confused and tormented in their hearts.

They didn't want to say these confusions, but they really couldn't help it.

Mo Hua looked at Situ Jian and Cheng Mo, was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled gently, "We can win, but it depends on the situation."

"Situation?"

Situ Jian was stunned, and Cheng Mo was even more puzzled.

Mo Hua nodded and said, "Don't be intimidated. The Earth Division Sword Debate isn't all about top geniuses like Xiao Wuchen and Ao Zhan."

"Besides them, there are geniuses from the Eight Great Sects, as well as first-rate disciples from the Four Great Sects. There are quite a few teams like that."

"It's just our bad luck to encounter top geniuses like Xiao Wuchen and Ao Zhan consecutively."

"But we can fight other teams, and it's not like we have no chance of winning."

"It depends on the specific situation, the specific Sword Debate rules, and specific opponents to make specific plans…"

"Of course, a little luck is also needed…"

The Sword Debate in the Earth Division is different from that in the Profound Division.

The list of Sword Debates in the Profound Division is derived all at once by the Heavenly Instrument of Discourse.

But the Earth Division is different.

The Earth Division Sword Debate is a series of matches. After each match, the next match list is deduced by the Heavenly Instrument of Discourse.

Before that, no one knows who will be debating whom next.

This tests the disciples' ability to respond randomly and their awareness of strategic arrangements before battle.

It retains some suspense for the audience.

At the same time, it also prevents some cultivators from knowing the list in advance and engaging in shady dealings behind the scenes.

The Earth Division is more significant, with more geniuses participating, more exciting Sword Debates, and a more solemn format, which will resolutely eliminate any off-field interference.

Therefore, during the Sword Debate, no one knows who the next opponent will be.

Mo Hua's vision is also shrouded in mist.

He can't really see everything from beginning to end and coordinate the overall situation. He can only feel his way forward step by step…

Who he fights depends on the Heavenly Instrument of Discourse "dealing the cards," and then he can think of countermeasures.

Therefore, it requires seizing the opportunity and a bit of luck.

And the Heavenly Instrument of Discourse emphasizes cause and effect.

Luck can't be bad all the time.

Mo Hua smiled and said, "Don't worry, we will win."

Situ Jian pondered for a moment and nodded.

Although Cheng Mo didn't quite understand, he was infected by Mo Hua's confident attitude and couldn't help but nod.

The two had been fellow disciples with Mo Hua for nine years and were very familiar with him.

Many times, they might not believe in themselves, but they would almost instinctively believe in Mo Hua, this "little senior brother."

Even if the situation was difficult, as long as they followed the little senior brother, they felt much more at ease and calm.

Situ Jian looked at him gently and bowed, saying, "Little Senior Brother, rest early."

Cheng Mo also cupped his hands in salute.

Mo Hua smiled and said, "Rest early."

…

After that, amidst the intensive preparations and tense atmosphere, the Sword Debate continued.

Not only Mo Hua, but other disciples of the Taixu Sect were also losing one after another.

The situation was getting worse and worse.

Anxiety permeated the hearts of all Taixu Sect cultivators.

In this situation, every victory was precious.

And Mo Hua was still quietly waiting for the Heavenly Instrument of Discourse to "deal the cards."

He was also waiting for that opportune moment and that bit of "luck."

Two days later, Mo Hua's opponent for the third Earth Division Sword Debate was also decided.

Myriad Cloud Sect.

Mo Hua's luck was slightly better. This time, the opponent was not the strongest disciple of the Myriad Cloud Sect, nor was it the top-tier team of the Myriad Cloud Sect.

It was a slightly inferior first-rate team from the Myriad Cloud Sect.

Everyone thought that this time, the Taixu Sect could really have a good fight.

But Mo Hua and his team still lost this Sword Debate.

Not only that, but Mo Hua completely exposed the "drawbacks" of his inherited abilities in this Sword Debate.

Low spiritual power, unable to outlast others.

Good footwork, but completely useless.

Low-level spells, only good for annoying people.

Lack of his own offensive abilities.

Once his teammates were not up to par, he was completely "useless."

Faced with the spell bombardment of five elite spiritual cultivators from the Myriad Cloud Sect, Mo Hua couldn't play even the slightest role.

This match, which seemed like it could be fought, was ultimately lost.

Many people's hearts were truly chilled.

Especially those who had previously been optimistic about the Taixu Sect were even more stifled, lamenting their weakness and angered by their lack of competitiveness.

"It's fine if they can't win against top geniuses, but they actually lost to a first-rate team from the Four Great Sects."

"Is the gap between the Eight Great Sects and the Four Great Sects really that big?"

"What can they do with Mo Hua?"

"In the end, he's only good for annoying people. In this kind of real genius showdown, he can't help at all…"

"His footwork is okay, but he can't kill anyone, so what's the use?"

"In the end, he's just a low-end spiritual cultivator."

"No matter how well he uses low-end spells, they're still low-end spells."

"Moreover, his spiritual power is too low…"

"His skills can only be used for 'opportunistic tricks.' They were thoroughly studied in the Profound Division and are useless now. He's completely useless…"

"At this rate, his team won't go far."

"Don't even mention his team, the Taixu Sect won't go far…"

…

Outside the Sword Debate arena, countless cultivators were criticizing.

And after this round, the situation truly deteriorated.

The Taixu Sect suffered repeated defeats, and their ranking plummeted, falling directly out of the top four and dropping to fifth place.

They had already fallen out of the possibility of being ranked among the "Four Great Sects."

In fact, judging from the current situation, they had completely lost the qualification to compete for the "Four Great Sects…"

The sect was in low spirits and morale was low.

The elders sighed regretfully.

Even the sect leader and several old ancestors couldn't help but sigh.

For countless sects in Qianxue Continent, the "Four Great Sects" were like an unattainable dream.

The Taixu Sect had dreamed this dream.

But now, this dream had broken again without any surprises.

Of course, as things stood, the Taixu Sect had gradually awakened and no longer had any extravagant hopes.

They only hoped to stabilize their current ranking and not fall any further.

In fact, they just hoped to win a few matches.

And this expectation naturally fell on the strongest team of the Taixu Sect, which was Linghuxiao and Mo Hua's team.

They desperately hoped that Mo Hua and his team could win a match.

Even if it was just one match.

Even if it couldn't stop the bleeding and save the Taixu Sect's precarious ranking, it could at least boost morale.

The entire Taixu Sect was filled with anticipation and tension.

They even hoped for a "soft persimmon" to be given to Mo Hua and his team to squeeze, so that they could at least accumulate some winning points.

In this tense and oppressive atmosphere, the opponents for Mo Hua and his team's fourth Earth Division Sword Debate were also deduced by the Heavenly Instrument of Discourse.

But when everyone saw it, their hearts grew even colder.

It was another one of the Four Great Sects, and an "old friend":

Heavenly Sword Sect.

Not a soft persimmon.

Although it wasn't the strongest team of Xiao Wuchen, it was also the team led by the genius of the Heavenly Sword Sect, second only to Xiao Wuchen.

It was an extremely strong first-rate Sword Debate team.

It was even stronger than the Myriad Cloud Sect's Sword Debate team that Mo Hua and his team had lost to in the previous match.

This wasn't the most troublesome part.

The most troublesome part was the Sword Debate rules:

It was an attack and defense match.

The Heavenly Sword Sect attacked, and the Taixu Sect defended.

Five Heavenly Sword Sect geniuses with powerful sword energy and terrifying killing power attacked, and the Taixu Sect defended.

Anyone who had watched the Sword Debate competition could understand.

This was almost a certain death situation.

There wasn't even a sliver of a chance of winning.

In some ways, the severity of this match was no less than the Sword Debate with Xiao Wuchen.

The Four Sects and Eight Gates, as well as many other cultivators who were paying attention to the Sword Debate Convention, only glanced at it and shook their heads, secretly thinking that the Taixu Sect was unlucky.

The cultivators who cared about the Taixu Sect were truly a little disheartened this time.

Only Mo Hua, looking at the Sword Debate list, had eyes that grew brighter and brighter, and the corners of his mouth even curled up in a faint smile that no one noticed…