Chapter 147 - 144: Mo Qianqian Battles Ling Lang

Even the Eldest Prince and his entourage were somewhat surprised. This Mo Qianqian had not disappointed them too much just yet.

At the very least, dealing with a nobody like Ling Run was a walk in the park for him.

"How is this possible!" Kong Mingcheng clenched his fists tightly. He had thought Mo Qianqian was dead for sure this time. Yet, contrary to his expectations, Mo Qianqian was now capable of killing a genius at the First Level of Tongyou Realm.

"How could this be? How is he so strong?" Beside him, Li Rong was also in disbelief. How had Mo Qianqian survived yet again?

"Hmph, so what if he wins another round? He definitely can’t beat Ling Lang, or Ling Qingxue, or the Ling Family! He’s still going to die!" she muttered coldly.

"Mo Qianqian!!!"

The members of the Ling Family erupted in fury, their surging killing intent permeating the air. Ling Guang and several others, in particular, could barely restrain themselves from rushing forward to strike him down immediately.

"What, the young ones can’t cut it, so the old ones are stepping up?"

Mo Qianqian yanked out his spear. Black blood SPURTED out as Ling Run’s corpse collapsed to the ground.

Pointing his spear straight at Ling Lang, Mo Qianqian declared loudly, "Ling Lang, didn’t you want to kill me with your own hands? Are you going to cower like a turtle, or are you going to step up and fight?"

WHOOSH!

A powerful aura erupted directly from Ling Lang’s body. Suffused with killing intent, he took slow, deliberate steps toward Mo Qianqian.

"Second Level of Tongyou Realm!"

"Ling Lang really did break through recently!"

"I heard he spent some time at the Tai Xuan Academy. He must have encountered some fortuitous opportunity there."

"Against someone at the Second Level of Tongyou Realm, does Mo Qianqian even have what it takes to fight?"

"It’s hard to say. After all, Mo Qianqian is too tough to kill. From a few years ago until now, he’s probably been on the brink of death dozens of times, yet he’s still alive and kicking. His former title as number one on the Hidden Dragon List wasn’t just for show."

Amidst the murmurs of the crowd, Ling Lang charged toward Mo Qianqian with great strides.

Off to the side, Nangong Ling locked her gaze onto Mo Qianqian. Ling Qingxue stared intently ahead, prepared to intervene at a moment’s notice. The rest of the Ling Family also tensed up.

Mo Qianqian finally moved. Gripping his spear, he lunged ferociously at Ling Lang.

"Righteous energy fills heaven and earth, and the Vast Firmament dictates the universe!"

Closing the distance, Mo Qianqian immediately unleashed the mighty Vast Spear Technique. He charged forward with grand strides, wielding the spear single-handedly. A majestic, righteous energy of the utmost masculine and unyielding nature surged from his body. In that instant, Mo Qianqian seemed like a completely different person—a being of sheer righteousness and holiness.

"The Vast Spear Technique! That’s the ultimate art of the Vast Sect!"

"How does he know their ultimate art?"

Shock rippled through the crowd; not everyone had seen Mo Qianqian execute this technique before.

"Could there still be remnants of the Vast Sect alive?" The Dean of the Tai Xuan Academy’s expression darkened slightly.

More than fifty years ago, she had been the one to lead the expedition that annihilated the Vast Sect. As such, she was intimately familiar with their ultimate arts. And the spear strike Mo Qianqian just unleashed was undeniably the authentic Vast Spear Technique. Judging solely by his cultivation level and the power of the attack, it even gave her the illusion that his execution was more profound and exquisite than that of the Vast Sect Leader from back then.

"Tai Ling Sword!"

Sensing the immense power behind Mo Qianqian’s strike, Ling Lang shifted his body to the side as he advanced. He brought his sword down in an incomparably fierce lateral slash against the shaft of Mo Qianqian’s spear. He refused to believe that he couldn’t deflect the momentum of Mo Qianqian’s thrust. Of course, because the distance was so incredibly close, Ling Lang hadn’t been able to dodge very far.

CLANG!

The spear and the blade clashed, letting out an ear-piercing ring of metal.

To Ling Lang’s absolute horror, even his tremendous strength failed to completely knock Mo Qianqian’s spear off its trajectory. Deflected only slightly, the spear continued its straight and deadly path.

SQUELCH!

Blood splattered wildly as the spear skewered clean through the side of Ling Lang’s chest. Operating purely on instinct, Ling Lang’s free hand clamped down on the spear shaft.

"What!" A collective gasp of sheer shock swept through the spectators.

Ling Lang, a cultivator at the Second Level of Tongyou Realm, had erupted with a formidable aura and even executed the Ling Family’s ultimate art. Yet, despite all that, he still hadn’t been able to fully deflect Mo Qianqian’s spear? Just how terrifying was the power behind that strike?

Mo Qianqian didn’t pause for even a second. The spear had merely pierced Ling Lang’s side; it wasn’t a fatal blow, inflicting severe injuries at best. Taking a swift step forward, he aggressively closed the gap. He yanked the spear back with his right hand while smashing his left fist directly at Ling Lang.

"No!"

On the other side of the battlefield, Nangong Ling let out a panicked scream. She snatched a sword from a junior disciple nearby and darted forward.

WHOOSH!

Suddenly, an aura of supreme, unyielding masculinity and searing heat erupted from Ling Lang’s body. He radiated a blinding golden light, projecting a scorching intensity that surged in all directions. In that moment, he looked as though he had transformed into a deity of solid gold, exuding an unmatched and terrifying might.

With no time to raise his sword for a slash, he dropped the weapon entirely and thrust his palm out to meet Mo Qianqian’s incoming fist.

BANG!

Fist and palm collided, resulting in a deafening, explosive impact. Ling Lang’s momentum was overwhelmingly strong, but Mo Qianqian’s raw physical power was even greater. The sheer force of the clash drove Ling Lang’s own hand back, slamming it directly into his chest beneath the weight of Mo Qianqian’s fist.

COUGH!

Vomiting a massive mouthful of blood, Ling Lang’s body was sent flying backward like a broken kite. A torrent of blood also gushed frantically from the gaping hole in his side where the spear had been withdrawn.

Of course, Ling Lang’s severe injuries weren’t solely caused by Mo Qianqian’s attack. He was also suffering from the intense backlash of forcibly unleashing such formidable power. After all, his already wounded body simply couldn’t withstand the explosive strain of that energy.

"The Sun Profound Body! Ling Lang possesses the Sun Profound Body! The legendary Sun Profound Body!" an elderly cultivator shrieked in absolute astonishment.

The Sun Profound Body was a unique constitution harboring the ultimate masculine and searingly hot elemental power. It had only ever been recorded in ancient texts and myths! No one had ever expected Ling Lang to possess such a heaven-defying talent!

The Yu Wen Family Head, Patriarch Lie, the Eldest Prince, and everyone else present experienced a drastic change in expression.

With the innate talent of the Sun Profound Body, his future achievements would be truly immeasurable! The Ling Family didn’t just have one monstrous genius in Ling Qingxue; Ling Lang was equally unparalleled! If both of them were allowed to fully mature, they would inevitably become the Twin Stars of the Ling Family. Not only would they be completely unrivaled among their own generation, but they would also eclipse all predecessors and dominate the entire Great Xia Dynasty!

Even Mo Qianqian was slightly taken aback. In that moment, he finally understood why Nangong Ling had chosen to marry Ling Lang. Ling Lang possessed the Sun Profound Body, while Nangong Ling had a constitution with the Extreme Yin attribute. Their union would quite literally be the perfect harmony of Yin and Yang. Once bound together, their combined prospects would be even more unfathomable.

However, Ling Lang was already heavily injured. By forcing the activation of his innate talent, his battered body had clearly suffered a terrible backlash, and taking a direct punch from Mo Qianqian had only compounded his critical condition. By the looks of it, he hardly had any combat strength left.

He needed to seize this opportunity to finish Ling Lang off.

Gripping his spear, Mo Qianqian moved with blinding speed. He dashed forward, launching a lethal thrust straight at Ling Lang.