"Shi Yun from Wuwan Temple, victorious!"
Shi Yun chanted a Buddhist name and gracefully stepped down from the arena.
After a long time, the martial artist snapped out of it, his face full of bewilderment, as if he didn’t know what had happened.
Chen Mo’s eyebrows slightly raised.
In the last few rounds of the contest, Shi Yun had never made a move, his opponents all voluntarily surrendering.
"This monk is a bit strange... Illusion Technique? Or Divine Soul Attack?"
After pondering for a moment, he opened the attribute panel.
Previously slaying two protectors of the Gu God Sect, he gained a large amount of True Spirit, along with the portion left over from before, accumulating nearly two thousand points.
Without much hesitation, he directly upgraded the "Supreme Heart-Cleansing Mantra" from mastery to mastery.
In an instant, the Spirit Platform shone brilliantly!
The Golden Body Miniature sat cross-legged in the void, like a sun rising, its brilliant light making the Purple Mansion incomparably transparent!
A series of low, muffled sounds came, akin to the opening of heaven and earth, as the edges of the Purple Mansion continually extended outward, not only accommodating more soul power but also solidifying the Divine Soul.
The Golden Body Miniature’s visage was exceedingly clear, identical to Chen Mo’s, with black ancient script appearing on its surface, emitting a sacred and solemn aura under the illumination of the Seven Dragon Constellations.
Meanwhile, countless mysterious insights filled his heart.
The "Supreme Heart-Cleansing Mantra" not only tempers the Divine Soul and enhances perception but also comes with three unique powers.
By mastering the cultivation technique, one can comprehend the power "Soul Suppressing," which can use the soul to stabilize the body, fearless of external evils.
When practiced to small success, one can comprehend "Hidden Soul," which allows the Divine Soul to separate a thread and hide it in the Golden Body, essentially constructing an extra life-saving defense line.
As for "Soul Slash," comprehended upon mastery, as the name suggests, it is a true killer move!
By condensing soul power into a weapon, one can slash into the opponent’s Sea of Consciousness, causing those with weak Divine Souls to dissipate instantly!
However, Divine Soul attacks are quite dangerous, with the slightest carelessness leading to self-harm.
Just like Ling Ningzhi before, recklessly using soul power to attack, only to find that Chen Mo’s soul power was stronger, leading instead to her own disadvantage... If Chen Mo had malicious intent, the young Daoist nun would already be a corpse.
"This move cannot be easily used and can only be a last resort."
"But it makes up for my shortcoming, so the True Spirit spent was worth it."
While Chen Mo was immersed in his insights, the battle on the arena was nearing its end.
In the end, Shen Zhixia had a slight edge, relying on the Heavenly Rank Martial Technique "Jade Gang Body," she forcefully took a slash from Li Yuan, then, with a punch containing the prestige of a wife, knocked the little tiger off the arena.
Watching the two return to the waiting area with disheveled appearances, Chen Mo felt both angry and amused, frowning: "It’s just a spar, did you both have to be so serious? What if you got seriously hurt?"
Shen Zhixia pouted, turning her head away from him.
Li Yuan looked somewhat embarrassed, leaning closer to Chen Mo to whisper quietly.
So Chong’er was jealous?
Chen Mo grasped both of their wrists, transmitting Vitality Essence over, quickly healing the bruises and smoothing the agitated meridians.
After adjusting their bodies, he naturally pulled them to sit beside him.
Looking at Shen Zhixia’s tense face, Chen Mo smiled and said: "Who was it before that told me they didn’t mind my relationship with General Li?"
Shen Zhixia bit her lip, whispering: "But I can’t help it..."
Even though she kept reminding herself to be tolerant, knowing that Chen Mo was intimate with other girls made her feel sour inside...
"I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have made it difficult for Brother."
"What kind of talk is that? You and Yuan’er are both irreplaceable in my heart."
Chen Mo ruffled her beautiful hair, uttering a classic playboy line.
Shen Zhixia and he were childhood sweethearts, with a marriage engagement, being the legitimate future wife of the Chen Family.
As for Li Yuan, there’s no need to mention their deep bond, having faced life and death together numerous times, she was truly his first woman in every sense.
The palm and the back of the hand are both precious, he couldn’t favor one over the other...
At this moment, Shen Zhixia recalled He Yuzhi’s "earnest teachings," hesitated for a moment, and then summoned the courage: "Brother, close your eyes."
Chen Mo didn’t know what she wanted to do but closed his eyes as instructed.
Immediately, a soft sensation came to his lips, a fragrant tongue probing past his teeth, shyly exploring with clumsiness.
Chen Mo opened his eyes in some surprise, not expecting Chong’er to be so bold.
Just as he was about to fight back, Shen Zhixia pulled away first.
Her hands rested on his shoulders, her body soft and boneless, her breathing slightly rapid, orchid-like breath caressing his ear with a trembling voice:
"Brother, between me and General Li, whose lips taste better?"
Chen Mo’s heart suddenly missed a beat.
Who taught this girl? How did she suddenly become so skilled?
Glancing at the flushed face of Li Yuan, Chen Mo began to exhibit his balancing skills, seriously saying: "To ensure the results are fair and objective, I need to conduct a repeated comparison. Yuan’er, give me a taste, let me compare..."
The sun gradually sank westward.
In the distant sky, the remaining light stretched into wispy strands, gilding the edges of clouds with a bright golden lining.
It was already 5 p.m., and the Heavenly Human Martial Exam was nearing its conclusion, with only eight people remaining present, apart from Chen Mo and Lin Jingzhu, all were sect disciples.
Chen Mo looked at the signboard in his hand, matching Shi Yun Monk’s in color, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Finally caught this bald donkey!
The two ascended the arena, Shi Yun pressed his palms together, softly chanting a Buddhist name, "Amitabha, benefactor, we meet again."