As the morning sun rises, a purple gas churns in the sky, accompanied by countless morning glows.

In the dilapidated hut, Mo Yun opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed. He got up slowly, his eyes showed strong confidence, and he said to himself: "I didn't expect that overnight, I have already opened two acupuncture points, and in less than half a year, all the three hundred and sixty-five acupuncture points on my body will be opened, and then I will rush into the realm of swordsmen in one fell swoop, and some people's faces must be very exciting!"

"I never thought that overnight, my fate would be turned upside down. Fate is a journey, and it is really mysterious and unpredictable. Since God has given me the opportunity to cultivate, I will not give up. I want to see where the limit of the sword is, I want to find out how majestic the power of the strong is, I want to know if there is anyone in the heavens who is honored as an ancestor, I want to use the sword in my hand to ask the supreme peak......

In the days that followed, Mo Yun barely came out of the hut. He hid in the broken card house, focusing on impacting his own acupuncture points, striving to set foot in the realm of swordsmen as soon as possible and become a real sword cultivator.

On this day, he slowly woke up from his steady, and a glint shot out of his dark eyes. His eyes stayed on the bare tree outside the house, and he didn't take his eyes off it for a long time.

Today is the day of the family competition, every child of the Mo family gathers in the martial arts arena, a year of penance, today is the time to test the results. The final winner will receive a generous reward from the family.

After two months, he had opened up ninety-nine acupuncture points all over his body, which was already equivalent to the cultivation of the four levels of qi gathering. And the miracle of the Nine Heavens Sword Chapter made him almost no opponent in the Qi Gathering Realm.

A hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes: Mo Ran, I don't know if you have reached the eightfold level of gathering qi at this time? In the past, you inflicted humiliation on me, I will definitely get it back one by one!

When the cyan figure reappeared in the martial arts arena, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

He didn't appear for nearly two months, and the Mo family disciples almost forgot about his existence. Mo Ran and the others noticed him for the first time, and glanced at each other, with a vicious and indifferent smile on their faces.

On the other side of the martial arts arena, Mo Kongyu accompanied several family elders and gods to sit on the ground, looking at the disciples who were competing on the high platform, showing appreciative glances from time to time. Mo Kongyu noticed his arrival, his expression remained unchanged at all, only his eyes showed a deep regret.

One of the elders, undisguised the disgust in his eyes, stared at Mo Yun coldly. He is Mo Yan, Mo Ran's grandfather, a fourth-order sword master cultivator, and the third elder of the family.

"Mo Yun, this waste doesn't have any cultivation, how can you come here, I don't know if it's a family competition today!" Mo Yan said lightly, his tone full of disdain.

"Third Elder, Mo Yun is also a child of the family, and it is understandable that he is here, so don't worry about it!" He usually doesn't deal with Mo Yan, he always tries his best to get along with Mo Yan, and of course he won't give up this opportunity.

"Hehe, I'm doing this for his good, wouldn't it be a pity if he was killed all at once!" Mo Yan countered without showing weakness.

"Haha! Who doesn't know that your grandson has a gap with him, you don't have to be so obvious! The family competition is a competition for the younger generation, and since Mo Yun is a child of the family, he is qualified to participate!"

The old man who had been sitting upright in the middle finally spoke slowly: "Okay, don't let the disciple see the joke! Mo Yun is a child of Lei Mountain, don't go too far! Let him participate in the competition, it is good to win, and there is nothing wrong with failure!" This is Mo Guanghan, the great elder of the family, who has formed a sword species and stepped into the realm of the Sword King.

Mo Yan was shocked, as if he had just remembered Mo Yun's other identity, and immediately fell silent, not daring to say anything more. Mo Xingxing glanced at Mo Yan proudly, and then continued to pay attention to the competition on the field.

Mo Yun stood quietly aside, his eyes fixed on the two staggered figures on the high platform. One of them is Mo Yuanke, who has the Nine Cultivation of Qi Gathering. The other person also has the Gathering Qi Eightfold Cultivation, but soon after the fight, he showed defeat, and defeat was only a matter of time.

As expected, after Mo Yuanke shook his sword, he forcefully forced his opponent off the high platform and won the victory.

"Mo Yuan Kesheng!" Mo Kongyu nodded approvingly and announced the result.

Seeing this, Mo Ran's faces became a little gloomy. And the third elder Mo Yan on the stage frowned, looking a little displeased. The defeated sons belong to his lineage. Although the eight-fold cultivation of Qi Gathering is not bad, it is still not enough to see Mo Yuanke. Moreover, Mo Yuanke is only sixteen years old, and it is really rare to have a nine-fold cultivation of gathering qi.

Scanning the field of view, taking everyone's expressions into the bottom of the eyes, the corners of the mouth pulled up a subtle arc, which means inexplicable. You guys, still treat me as a useless waste two months ago, then pay the price?

He stood quietly in place, wearing a green shirt, his figure was arrogant, and there was a faint momentum rising.

Mo Ran and a few people came to him silently and surrounded him faintly. But due to the presence of several elders, he didn't dare to be too obvious.

"Mo Yun, you still dare to come!" Mo Ran lowered his voice and said coldly.

"Haha~!" Mo Yun burst out laughing, containing endless arrogance, which made many people in the audience look sideways. He smiled and retracted: "Why don't you dare? I really think that I will still be afraid of you?"

"Mo Ran, you are still so useless, you haven't even set foot in the eightfold of gathering qi yet!" Rumo's eyes stared at Mo Ran, and he saw through his cultivation at a glance.

Mo Ran's complexion changed abruptly, and the momentum of the sevenfold qi gathering surged, oppressing: "Waste, what are you talking about? Try it again?" In his opinion, his own momentum alone was enough to make Mo Yun a big ugly.

The third elder, Mo Yan, noticed the small movements in the audience and showed a faint smile. Isn't it just a waste, who cares?" The second elder frowned, but didn't say anything more. He wouldn't stand up for a waste, as for just now, it was purely for the sake of losing the face of the three elders. On the contrary, it was the Great Elder Mo Guanghan who gave up watching the wonderful competition on the stage and looked over with great interest.

His expression was extremely indifferent, he didn't take Mo Ran's momentum in his eyes at all, and his eyes were full of disdain: "I said, you are also a useless waste, and you can't even reach the eightfold qi gathering!"

"Mo Yun, are you looking for death?" Mo Ran's eyes erupted with anger, and he was extremely cold. Several others also looked gloomy, staring at him intently.

"What is it? You want to teach me a lesson, you are not qualified enough!" he said indifferently when he heard this.

"Haha, is it?" Mo Ran laughed, his expression hideous.

A person next to him took a step forward, stretched out his hand to push it to his chest, and whispered in his mouth: "I want to teach you a lesson, how about it?" His name is Mo Cheng, and he bullies Mo Yun a lot on weekdays.

He is full of self-confidence, and with his fourfold strength of gathering qi, it is not easy to teach the waste in front of him a lesson?

The latter's expression remained unchanged, and he looked indifferently at Mo Cheng's left hand stretched out. Almost instantly, his right hand reached out like lightning, grabbed his left hand heavily, and then twisted it hard and pushed it forward.

Mo Cheng howled miserably, and his body retreated uncontrollably, hitting a person. Both of them kicked back a few steps at the same time before stopping.

Everyone present, at the same time, changes color. No one would have thought that Mo Cheng's quadruple strength would be repelled by a single move. Third Elder Mo Yan's eyes widened, almost in disbelief. Mo Guanghan was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled: It seems that this kid is not simple!

Mo Ran's laughter stopped abruptly! He swept Mo Cheng's deformed palm, and his face became gloomy: "Mo Yun, you are so bold, you dare to abolish Mo Cheng's left hand in front of several elders?"

"Why don't I dare? I can't resist if you only allow you to insult me, how can there be such a reason in the world?" he smiled proudly and asked coldly.

"You!" Mo Ran looked at his grandfather, and after getting the latter's acquiescence, his eyes flashed with intense murderous intent, and he said coldly, "I will let you know that rampant will pay a price!"

"Hahaha!" he smiled, looking up to the sky. It took a long time to restrain his laughter, his eyes shot a sharp essence, and he stared at Mo Ran, "Mo Ran, you are not qualified enough! I want to fight you to the death, do you dare?"

"You~!" Mo Ran's eyes shrank, and then the light was great, and he sneered, and said proudly, "Since you want to find death, I will fulfill you!"

Mo Yan pretended to stand up, and after a majestic glance, he said lightly: "This is a family competition, don't make noise!"

"Third Elder, I request a life-and-death duel with Mo Ran!" he sneered in his heart and said loudly.

As soon as the words came out, the audience exclaimed. The well-known waste, when did you have the courage to do this? Mo Yuanke's face also changed, and he was about to speak out to stop it.

"Okay~!" Mo Yan was afraid that Mo Yun would regret it, so he immediately agreed. Although Mo Yun defeated Mo Cheng with one move, which made him a little more suspicious in his heart. However, with his third-order sword master, he didn't see through the latter's cultivation, so he put his mind at ease.

"However, you remember, the point stops!" Mo Yan added at the end.

No one noticed that on a tall tower in the distance, behind a half-hidden window, a pair of eyes contained complex feelings, watching everything in the martial arts arena. Even Mo Guanghan, a master of the Sword King, did not notice the slightest abnormality.

Mo Ran was the first to ascend to the high platform in the martial arts arena. Standing still on the high platform, he turned around and stared at Mo Yun: "Waste, you shouldn't regret it, right?" Between the words, he was full of confidence!

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you!"

In the shocked eyes of everyone, his expression remained unchanged, and he walked towards the high platform step by step. Today, I want you to know that I am no longer a waste! From this day on, I want you all to surrender and look up to me!

The cyan figure slowly stood on the high platform, and the momentum of his whole body rose.

"Waste, are you ready to die?" Mo Ran asked with a sneer.

His face was indifferent, he just sneered and didn't answer. The best way to deal with Mo Ran's provocation is to speak with facts.

Seeing that the latter did not answer, Mo Ran's eyes became extremely gloomy, and he didn't say more, but let out a loud cry in his mouth and rushed over.

Is it only to this extent? Shaking his head in disappointment, the momentum contained in his body instantly exploded, pressing towards Mo Ran.

This momentum that erupted in an instant made everyone in the audience lose their color. No one expected this. In their eyes, without the blockage of the innate meridians, it is a useless waste, how can they have the cultivation of the fourfold qi gathering!

They looked at the cyan figure on the high platform, their eyes were complicated.

Even Mo Ran was slightly stunned, but then he sneered: Gathering Qi Quadruple, still looking for death!