After Yun Hai's detailed explanation, Chen Mo gained a clearer understanding of the situation.
Although Mo Li's background couldn't compare to Yun Hai's, it was still quite impressive.
Hailing from one of the four great families in the northeastern province of the Jia Ma Empire, the Grand Elder of his family served as an outer sect deacon of the Yunlan Sect, earning significant recognition from the sect.
As a result, shortly after joining the Yunlan Sect, Mo Li entered the Inner Sanctum. After showcasing his extraordinary talent, he was personally received by Yun Yun.
It was during that meeting that Mo Li became acquainted with Nalan Yanran. Since then, he had been showering her with attention, seemingly clinging to her.
Especially after Nalan Yanran broke off her engagement with the Xiao family three years ago, Mo Li's pursuit intensified. Wherever Nalan Yanran appeared, Mo Li was sure to follow.
Nalan Yanran, however, was extremely proud and aloof, far from someone who could be won over by persistent advances. She had never given him a positive response.
"But I seem to recall that Mo Li was specifically sent by the Mo family to pursue Nalan Yanran," Chen Mo thought to himself. The Mo family, though not particularly powerful, harbored grand ambitions, even dreaming of replacing the Jia Ma Empire and the Yunlan Sect.
Seeing Chen Mo deep in thought, Yun Hai suddenly teased with a smirk, "Hehe, junior brother, don't tell me you also have a crush on our Senior Sister Nalan!"
"Well, it's only natural for a gentleman to admire a fair lady. If you admit it, we won't make fun of you. Besides, with your talent, you're certainly worthy of Senior Sister Nalan."
Yun Hai, noticing Chen Mo's silence, took it as tacit agreement and continued speaking on his own.
Chen Mo did indeed have thoughts about Nalan Yanran—or rather, he had thoughts about any beautiful woman he encountered.
But having thoughts was one thing; whether he would act on them was another.
For now, his primary focus was on winning over Yun Yun.
Mo Li's solo performance was quite impressive, with commendable aspects in every area.
Yet, it failed to leave a lasting impression.
Especially when Nalan Yanran made her grand entrance.
As Yun Yun's first personal disciple and the designated heir to the sect, Nalan Yanran's status was akin to that of a princess in the royal family.
Her entrance had the effect of setting the entire scene ablaze.
Of course, Chen Mo would never admit that his eyes were immediately drawn to her long, fair legs.
"Hey, Nalan Su, they say a girl changes eighteen times as she grows. Who would have thought that the once headstrong girl from the disciple initiation ceremony would transform into such a beautiful young lady?" Mu Chen stroked his graying beard, sighing with emotion.
Nalan Su, initially angered by the casual use of his name, quickly suppressed his irritation upon realizing it was the old patriarch of the Mu family. He smiled and replied, "You flatter me, you flatter me."
"I heard Yan Ran broke off her engagement with that boy from the Xiao family in Wutan City. I wonder if she's interested in..."
"You old rascal, don't go corrupting our Yan Ran. Everyone knows your Miter family is dominated by women, with the men hardly able to keep up. But my Mu family doesn't mind. Ya Fei..."
As the two old men exchanged banter, their argument grew heated, especially when Jia Xingtian joined in, leaving Nalan Su trembling in the middle.
"Nalan Yanran, eighteen years old, a Seven-Star Battle Master."
Dressed in a wide-sleeved, moon-white robe, Nalan Yanran slightly bent forward, her graceful figure fully revealed under the sunlight.
After a brief salute, a flash of light emanated from the storage ring in her hand, and a pale green longsword appeared. The blade tilted slightly, catching the sunlight, exuding an imposing aura.
"Wind's Extreme, Tornado Dance."
Nalan Yanran brandished her sword, and with a single swing, the space in front of her rippled slightly. Several green wind blades, each measuring five to six zhang in length, materialized out of thin air. They intertwined with each other, forming a cylindrical vortex filled with sharp edges, spiraling rapidly and charging forward.
"Thousand Wind Blades!"
At that moment, a moon-white figure suddenly appeared, standing opposite the cylindrical wind vortex.
Nalan Yanran sheathed her sword, and her slender, snow-white hand emerged from her loose sleeve. Her long, jade-like fingers flicked gently, and five pale green spiral wind blades appeared at her fingertips, resembling five sharp green nails, slicing into the cylindrical wind vortex.
"Boom!"
With a loud explosion, the two surges of energy dissipated into the air.
This was the essence of using minimal effort to achieve maximum impact.
This was what it meant to show off, to steal the show.
If there were live broadcasts in this world, the barrage would undoubtedly be filled with "666."
The effect was explosive.
Mo Li, who had previously displayed eighty percent of his strength in a personal showcase, now wore a bitter expression.
"Senior Sister Nalan is mighty, Senior Sister Nalan is domineering."
"Senior Sister Nalan is undoubtedly the top contender in this Inner Sanctum competition."
"Senior Sister Nalan, I want to have babies with you."
"Slap, get out of here."
...
At this moment, Nalan Su's face was flushed, not from embarrassment, but from excitement. As a father, he was thrilled to see his daughter being praised by everyone.
Miter Tengshan, recalling his earlier words, also wore a strange expression.
Yun Yun nodded in satisfaction and even personally sent a voice transmission to Nalan Yanran, praising her performance.
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Jia Xingtian's worry deepened. This was just a personal showcase, and the official Inner Sanctum competition hadn't even begun yet.
Thinking about the royal descendants, he sighed.
"Ding, Wind's Extreme series, a high-level Earth-tier Battle Skill. You can spend 1,500 Luck Points for deep-level plunder or 1,000 Luck Points for Battle Skill plunder."
Seeing another unfamiliar term appear in his mind, Chen Mo quickly asked, "What is deep-level plunder? What is Battle Skill plunder?"
"Deep-level plunder allows you to plunder the opponent's level of comprehension and the strength they can unleash with the Battle Skill. For example, if you deeply plunder Nalan Yanran's Thousand Wind Blades, you will gain her mastery of the skill."
"Battle Skill plunder only grants you the incantation of the Wind's Extreme Battle Skill. Note: Deep-level plunder only works on Battle Skills."
It took Chen Mo a while to digest this information, but then his eyes lit up.
He seemed to have found a shortcut to mastering the Thousand Thunder Incantation.
After the personal showcase, there was a short break.
This time was used to recover Battle Qi and for the relevant personnel to repair the arena.
Once the break was over, the intense solo matches began.
Chen Mo was number 29.
His opponent, also number 29, was a mere peak Battle Practitioner, a minor character with no protagonist halo or cheats.
The outcome of their match was a foregone conclusion.
A free win.
After two battles, Chen Mo advanced directly to the top 16.
In the round of 16 to 8, Chen Mo drew Mo Li as his opponent.
"Chen Mo versus Mo Li."
When Yun Leng's voice echoed across the square, a wave of whispers followed.
Most disciples felt pity for Chen Mo.
"It's actually Mo Li."
"Although Chen Mo's performance was quite good, the difference in their cultivation levels is too vast. One is a Five-Star Battle Master, while the other is only a Two-Star Battle Master."
"Isn't this just bad luck? It would have been better to match with Zheng Tian, but instead, he has to face Mo Li."
"Could it be that he will have to stop here?"