Super Wealthy Slap in the face System

Two women in blue and green dresses stood in the crowd, attracting the attention of many people. These two people were Mo Yingying and Mo Huanhuan from Qingquan Peak.    

    

Mo Yingying's expression was cold and her facial features were similar to Mo Huanhuan's. Her figure was pretty but there was a trace of arrogance in her bones. She was like an icy beauty, making people only dare to look at her from afar and not approach her.    

    

As for Mo Huanhuan, she was even more likable. She gave people the impression that she was like the younger sister of a neighbor. She did not have the air of a goddess and gave off a sense of closeness.    

    

"Huanhuan, you said that the person you saw when you woke up that day was this guy? He really didn't do anything to you?" Mo Yingying sent a voice transmission to Mo Huanhuan.    

    

Mo Huanhuan blushed and shook her head, "Sister, I didn't feel anything unusual. He controlled himself at that time, so he should have already cured himself of the poison."    

    

Mo Yingying frowned slightly and revealed a doubtful expression. She said in a deep voice, "Who did this to you? Why did he appear in Elder Xiong's room and stay with you?"    

    

After pondering for a long time, Mo Yingying's eyes revealed a thoughtful look. She raised her head and looked at Xiong Wei, who was standing on the beacons. Then, she clenched her fists. As she recalled the experiences that Mo Huanhuan had told her and the events that had happened today, she could vaguely guess some of the things that had happened.    

    

Mo Huanhuan was the only family in this world. If she was hurt by someone else, he would have to kill that person no matter what price he had to pay.    

    

"Sister, what did you think of? Why do you have such an ugly expression?" Mo Huanhuan asked doubtfully.    

    

"It's nothing." Mo Yingying shook her head and her expression gradually calmed down as she said.    

    

On the beacon tower, Ding Hao and Xiong Wei's eyes met. The air was filled with the strong smell of gunpowder.    

    

"Ding Hao, let me have a good taste of your abilities. You can make your move now." Xiong Wei said in a flat tone.    

    

Ding Hao's eyes shot out a bright light. The Storage Ring lit up slightly. He held the Sacred Flame Sword in his hand. The Genuine Qi in his body was circulating rapidly in his meridians. A powerful Qi burst out from his body.    

    

Xiong Wei's eyes revealed a solemn expression, and his expression changed slightly. He had experienced his flames before when he was in front of the Elegant Pavilion. The temperature of the flames was so high that even he didn't dare to touch it. If it was allowed to touch him, he would also suffer serious injuries.    

    

"You are indeed able to stand out among the disciples by relying on these two earth-step treasures. However, facing me... Your tricks are useless. In the face of absolute strength... All support is a burden. " The corner of Xiong Wei's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a proud smile. He said with a sneer.    

    

"Then you can try it." Ding Hao coldly harrumphed and said.    

    

Ding Hao's body moved and his feet stomped on the ground. In the direction of... He shot forward, and the Sacred Flame Sword in his hand gathered the surrounding fire element spiritual Qi. The tip of the sword flashed with a sword light, and another sharp and mysterious aura came out from the sword.    

    

Xiong Wei felt this change, and his face changed slightly. His pupils shrank slightly, and he murmured, "Sword Intent, no wonder you are so confident. But this is far from enough."    

    

"Sword Intent! Ding Hao actually comprehended the second level." Liu Yang's eyes focused, and a hint of jealousy flashed across his eyes as he spoke in a deep voice.    

    

Yang Tianchi and the others' expressions changed slightly. Anyone who had comprehended the Sword Intent could challenge an opponent with a higher cultivation level. The powerful Sword Intent could cut through the void of the world, and it could also increase the strength of the Genuine Qi in their body. It could strengthen the power of the attack.    

    

It was extremely difficult to comprehend a Sword Intent. In addition to possessing a powerful innate talent, one also had to have a fortuitous encounter in order to comprehend the existence of a Sword Intent.    

    

Xiong Wei's hands formed a seal, and in front of him, there was a yellow six-pointed star seal. It shone with a dazzling light, and a three meter tall giant gradually formed above the hexagram. The giant held a huge axe in his hand, and his expression was ferocious. A powerful aura emanated from his body.    

    

When the people below the stage saw the three meter tall giant in front of Xiong Wei, some of their expressions changed. Xiong Wei was not good at close combat or long-range magic, but a cold magic. This magic was called Summoning.    

    

"It is said that the Summoning Spell has been lost for thousands of years. When Elder Xiong was still a disciple, he found the spell in an ancient ruin in a small country. This kind of summoning magic is more powerful than the summoning itself. Therefore, although Elder Xiong's strength was not considered strong among the elders, he was still able to summon it. However, by relying on the summoning technique, he can still have a place in the world. " Someone said with a sigh.    

    

Ding Hao raised his head and looked at the blue giant in front of him. The blue giant looked down at Ding Hao and waved the huge axe in his hand down. The huge axe shone with a bright light and released a terrifying energy.    

    

Ding Hao's eyes focused. He subconsciously stabbed the Sacred Flame Sword upwards. The thick flame released a hot temperature, and the sharp Sword Intent shot up into the sky.    

    

The Sacred Flame Sword and the huge axe collided, and a violent explosion erupted. A strange wind swept up in the surroundings, and even the high platform trembled a little.    

    

When the giant's huge axe swung down and smashed onto the Sacred Flame Sword, Ding Hao's expression changed slightly. Although the Sacred Flame Sword was still in a stalemate with the huge axe, Ding Hao could clearly feel that his arm was numb. The ground under his feet collapsed a few centimeters.    

    

The Sacred Flame Sword, which had been as sharp as a hot knife in the past, had suffered a setback at this moment. It was actually blocked by a giant's huge axe, allowing the Sacred Flame Sword to unleash a powerful aura. The huge axe in the giant's hand was still as motionless as a mountain. It was not affected at all.    

    

"Ding Hao, is this all you have?" The corner of Xiong Wei's mouth curled up, and he said in a cold voice.    

    

Xiong Wei's hand seals changed again, and the Genuine Qi in his body was inserted into the hexagram. The blue giant felt the enrichment in its body, and it let out a roar in its throat. It raised its giant axe again and smashed downwards.    

    

Peng!    

    

Ding Hao held the Sacred Flame Sword tightly, and similarly injected the Genuine Qi in his body into the sword. The two collided again, but this time the blue giant's strength became even stronger, and it directly submerged both of Ding Hao's legs in the martial arts stage.    

    

When the crowd below the stage saw this scene, they all sucked in a breath of cold air. The strength that Ding Hao had displayed had already surpassed many disciples of the internal sect, but he still couldn't withstand a single blow from Elder Xiong. A mere blue giant had suppressed him to the point where he couldn't even breathe. He didn't even have the strength to fight back.    

    

"Is this the strength of an elder? No wonder the disciples of the internal sect have never challenged an elder in so many years." Someone murmured.    

    

Yang Tianchi's facial expression changed. He shook his head and said, "Sure enough, he is still young and vigorous. This man's talent is indeed higher than mine. However, he was arrogant and did not cultivate properly. Challenging an elder with a life-and-death battle as soon as he entered the internal sect, wasn't this courting death? What a pity that he has such a good talent."    

    

"Humph! I have already said that this man will be destroyed by me sooner or later. Now, I finally have a taste of defeat and even death. I really don't know what's good for me." Zeng Leeshu coldly harrumphed and said slowly.    

    

"Senior Brother Yang, isn't it too early to say this? The competition isn't over yet. Everything is possible." Mo Yingying's expression was cold, and a cold voice came out from her throat.    

    

Yang Tianchi was slightly startled. This Mo Yingying, who was not good with words, actually spoke up for an unfamiliar disciple. He was really curious about this.    

    

"Junior Sister Mo, the result is obvious now. Don't tell me you think that he will defeat Elder Xiong?" Zeng Leeshu said with a sneer.    

    

Mo Yingying turned her head and coldly glanced at Zeng Leeshu, then she said in a flat tone, "You are just a defeated opponent, and you still have the face to mock others. He dares to challenge an elder as a disciple of the internal sect. Do you dare?"    

    

Zeng Leeshu frowned slightly, then he stared at Mo Yingying. His hands were tightly clenched into fists, and his face gradually darkened. After pondering for a long time, he finally held back what he wanted to say and kept silent.    

    

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