Martial Arrogance Dragon Soul-Chapter 459 - 428: Win the Final Battle
From the current situation, Qin Qing had already taken an absolute advantage, and it seemed Mo Yu was about to be defeated.
Even now, Mo Yu’s eyes revealed a fear of death.
But at the same time, there was a profound unwillingness.
If—if it weren’t for the pursuit of the Sword Seed Golden Core, if it weren’t for Nascent Soul Formation with the sword seed, Mo Yu would have already broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm.
Once he broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm, his strength would surely increase dramatically, giving him a tremendous advantage against Qin Qing.
Before this battle of Tianyong began, Mo Yu hadn’t taken Wind-Fire Academy into consideration at all.
As for Qin Qing?
He hadn’t taken him seriously either.
However... now he was about to be killed by Qin Qing on the stage!
Thus, Mo Yu naturally harbored a deep sense of unwillingness.
And now, to survive,
Mo Yu’s greatest hope was to break his Golden Core for Nascent Soul Formation.
As long as he formed his Nascent Soul, he still had a hope of turning defeat into victory...
"I can’t care about that much anymore!"
"Since it has come to this, I can only stake everything on it. Break the core and form the infant now!"
Mo Yu gritted his teeth, activating a Secret Technique, calling forth the spiritual energy of the world around him to surge towards himself.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly.
Mo Yu’s gaze sharpened, and a burst of ecstasy spread across his eyes.
"The three hundred and sixty-fifth Sword Intent!"
At this moment, amidst Qin Qing’s Sword Qi, Mo Yu actually comprehended the three hundred and sixty-fifth Sword Intent.
For many years, Mo Yu deliberately suppressed his own cultivation, not breaking the core for Nascent Soul Formation, just to understand the three hundred and sixty-fifth Sword Intent. With this final Sword Intent, he would be able to form the Sword Seed Golden Core.
"Buzz buzz..."
The void trembled.
Around Mo Yu, colorful divine lights rippled forth.
He floated in the air, radiant light beaming from him, as the True Intentions held within his Golden Core manifested in the air, transforming into sharp Sword Qi...
At a distance, the spectators like the Cang Lao Martial Saint and the Limitless Martial Saint, and others from the Tai’a Academy watched with shining eyes.
"Mo Yu is going to succeed!"
Cang Lao Martial Saint spoke out, unable to disguise his joy.
Being Mo Yu’s master, he was acutely aware of Mo Yu’s efforts to condense the Sword Seed Nascent Soul.
"Congratulations to Cang Lao Martial Saint, if Mo Yu condenses the Sword Seed Nascent Soul, he will surely turn defeat into victory."
"Securing this battle, Mo Yu will advance by leaps and bounds, unstoppable by anyone!"
"With the Sword Seed Nascent Soul, he is destined to ascend to the coveted realm of Sword Immortals, even Martial Saints of the sword path will be unable to halt him!"
Everyone discussed fervently. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
At this moment, Mo Yu’s aura was also rapidly climbing.
He did indeed condense the Sword Seed Golden Core at this moment.
Three hundred and sixty-five Sword Intents converged within his core, fusing together.
Then, a cracking sound echoed.
The Golden Core shattered.
At the same time, a pure aura of returning to simplicity and truth emanated from Mo Yu.
Along with a purple glow, a phantom appeared—the phantom of a Nascent Soul.
The so-called Nascent Soul bears a likeness to each martial artist’s self but shrinks to a tiny fraction of their actual size.
At this moment, Mo Yu’s Nascent Soul formed in an instant.
Simultaneously, Mo Yu’s entire being underwent a drastic transformation.
"Whew!"
Mo Yu took a deep breath.
With successive sweeps of his hand, he scattered all surrounding Sword Qi.
A new feeling naturally surfaced within him, the sensation of controlling a higher level of power.
At this level, Mo Yu truly realized the chasm between the Nascent Soul Realm and the Golden Core Realm was vast.
"He broke through?"
"And his Nascent Soul is imbued with such powerful Sword Intent?"
Qin Qing’s gaze grew sharp as he sensed an unprecedented threat from Mo Yu’s form.
Mo Yu’s strength had risen too much at this moment!
"It’s no good, he’s formed his Nascent Soul. His strength has transformed, and he’s just stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm."
"Having just stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm, the spiritual power in his body has not yet fully transformed. I must defeat him quickly, the longer it drags on, the less hope there is!"
Qin Qing thought rapidly.
Again, he launched into the Sky-splitting Step Technique, the Flying Sword slicing out, the Sword Qi crisscrossing.
At the same time, he wielded the Azure Dragon Spear, with sweeping and slashing attacks, relentless in his offense.
Qin Qing sought to secure victory in this battle with his fierce onslaught!
"Hehe..."
Mo Yu’s lips curled with a hint of a smile, evidently recognizing Qin Qing’s intentions.
But having gained in strength, Mo Yu also held absolute confidence.
He knew the difference in power between himself and Qin Qing had become substantiated.
"Next, I’ll entertain you properly..."
Mo Yu channeled his spiritual power, and as he did so, his Martial Soul also rose into the air, enhancing his speed under the embrace of his soul power.
"Buzz buzz..."
The void vibrated.
Mo Yu disappeared once again.
Then he reappeared behind Qin Qing.
He was even faster now, whether it was the speed of disappearing or reappearing, both were much swifter than before.
This time, even with Qin Qing manifesting the Dragon Soul, he struggled to defend.
After six or seven consecutive exchanges, Qin Qing could only narrowly dodge vital hits, the cost being a dozen more sword wounds added to his body.
"Pffft!"
Another sword struck!
This thrust pierced through the location of Qin Qing’s scapula.
The sword blade directly penetrated Qin Qing’s body, protruding from his back.
With a twist of his wrist, Mo Yu’s Shadowless Sword cleaved through Qin Qing’s shoulder blade.
Qin Qing’s shoulder exploded in flesh and blood, and he stumbled backward.
Was Qin Qing going to lose?
A divine level had failed to emerge.
Was he blocked in this final battle?







