Mo Tang's words weren't meant to be arrogant or anything.
He actually held Gu He in high regard.
A sixth-rank alchemist's control over fire had undoubtedly reached a terrifying level.
Furthermore, he possessed a powerful purple flame. While not a foreign fire, Mo Tang could sense that its power surpassed that of the Amethyst Winged Lion King.
Mo Tang's greatest advantage against Gu He was his unpredictable speed, coupled with the indistinguishable true and false clones of the Three Thousand Thunders after their mastery...
Add to that the terrifying power of the Netherworld Death Seal, and Mo Tang could practically instantly kill any enemy of his level!
Of course, he certainly wouldn't kill Gu He outright...
Putting aside the potential for trouble, even for his own sake, keeping a sixth-rank alchemist around was a very good option.
Mo Tang smiled faintly, gazing confidently at his opponent and demanding, "Shall we begin?"
Faced with this display of anger, Gu He chuckled inwardly. He clenched his palm, his Dou Qi surging. In an instant, a deep purple longsword coalesced within his palm, ablaze with flames.
Mo Tang raised a finger and whispered, "One move!"
His face trembled slightly, Gu He feeling the opponent was deliberately playing tricks on him...
but even knowing this, he couldn't help it!
The purple flaming longsword in his hand trembled violently, its powerful energy ripples rippling the air.
"Stop the nonsense, and show us your true strength!"
His figure remained silent for a moment, then Gu He's eyes glared fiercely. With a sharp shout, the purple flame wings behind him fluttered, and he instantly transformed into a purple shadow, charging towards Mo Tang with lightning speed.
His figure flashed across the sky, the sharp tip of his sword, fueled by his powerful Dou Qi, effortlessly slicing through the air. In the blink of an eye, it was at Mo Tang's chest.
Mo Tang seemed to have no intention of dodging, watching helplessly as the opponent's sword pierced his chest...
"What?!"
Everyone around him was shocked.
This...
hadn't he just vowed to defeat the Pill King with a single blow? Why couldn't he even dodge now?
Only Fa Ma saw something was amiss.
"No! That's an illusion!"
Fa Ma was startled, and he quickly scanned the sky around the square, but couldn't find Mo Tang's true form.
"How is that possible!"
Fa Ma was truly shocked.
With his own spiritual power, he had been so easily fooled by a mere creature...
More importantly, this clone was an exact replica of the original, even the same aura and aura, making it impossible to tell the real from the fake!
"How could this level of fighting skills belong to an ordinary family in the Jia Ma Empire? Could this child have some other background?"
As a veteran who had lived in the Jia Ma Empire for hundreds of years, how could he not know the strengths and weaknesses of the Jia Ma Empire's families?
Forget about the fact that the Mo Clan, to which Mo Tang was born, was a second-rate family that had only recently risen to prominence. Even the three great factions, or even the Yunlan Sect, couldn't muster such a mysterious and unfathomable technique!
Compared to the onlookers, Gu He, the person involved, was equally shocked.
While he intended to defeat Mo Tang, he had no intention of killing him...
But when he saw his flaming sword pierce his chest, emitting not blood but wisps of silver lightning, he knew he had been tricked!
Gu He flicked his wrist, and the sharp sword spun with the swiftness of a strange venomous snake, ready to sweep in all directions...
But Mo Tang's lightning clone, which had remained in place, suddenly disintegrated, transforming the ten-meter radius into a sea of lightning.
Caught in the midst of the lightning, Gu He, protected by his fighting spirit, couldn't completely avoid the paralysis of the lightning...
It was only for a moment, but it was enough!
In a battle between masters, even a tenth of a second can determine the outcome.
Swish!
Amidst the lightning, a subtle flash of silver lightning flashed, and then a figure suddenly appeared beside Gu He.
As a sixth-rank alchemist, Gu He's soul power was naturally undeniable.
The moment Mo Tang appeared, he had already locked onto his form.
Unfortunately, as mentioned earlier...
the moment his body was paralyzed by the lightning, everything was over.
After catching Mo Tang's figure, Gu He was about to strike with his sword when he suddenly felt a sharp edge stop at his forehead...
"Gudong..."
Someone on the sidelines swallowed.
At this moment, the longsword in Gu He's hand had dissipated, and he was completely stunned.
In front of him, Mo Tang was less than a meter away, the former's right hand formed into a sword finger, the sharp tip of the finger pressing against his forehead.
At this moment, if Mo Tang had advanced just an inch, he could have pierced Gu He's head, killing him...
The outcome of this battle was now clear.
Was he defeated just like that?
Gu He felt resentful.
It wasn't that he couldn't stand the loss, but he felt he still had many powerful moves to unleash, and he had been defeated so easily.
This feeling left him with only two words:
aggrieved!
Yes, Gu He felt deeply aggrieved!
But so what?
In front of almost every alchemist in the Alchemist Guild, his defeat was so clean and decisive, leaving no room for injustice. How could he possibly go back on his word and take advantage of the situation?
For an alchemist as renowned as Gu He, death was preferable to this!
Thinking of the beautiful woman still sleeping in the room, Gu He's face paled even further.
However, reflecting on the past, he suddenly realized that it was all just wishful thinking.
Yun Yun had never harbored any personal feelings for him, and Gu He knew that.
He had originally thought it was just Yun Yun's equal treatment of all men. But in the end, he discovered it was only him, and that special man was across the way...
Could anything be more despairing to a devoted soul than this?
After a moment of daze, Gu He's eyes slowly regained their focus. He glanced at the remarkable figure across from him and smiled bitterly.
"You win!"
Hearing Gu He's personal admission of defeat, silence fell across the square. They could all imagine the devastating blow this defeat must have on Gu He, the Alchemy King.
I just hope this blow won't affect his growth in alchemy...
Fa Ma thought helplessly.
After a moment's silence, Gu He continued, "I will still do my best to save Sect Master Yun... But rest assured, I won't have any more unrealistic expectations. If you don't believe me..."
Before he could finish, Mo Tang interrupted him with a slight shake of his head.
"I believe in you, the Alchemy King Gu He..."
"But I've already found a way to save Yun Yun..."
(End of Chapter)