The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood-Chapter 901 - 902: Nightfall City’s Number One Prodigy

Chapter 901: Chapter 902: Nightfall City’s Number One Prodigy

Meng Yun, the eldest son of the Meng Family, is also the most proud son of the Patriarch of the Meng Family, Meng Jun. He is recognized as the first genius of Nightfall City. At the age of twenty, he had already cultivated to the realm of Qiankun Sixth Rotation.

"Bold brat, state your name, daring to kill my brother. And that woman, since my brother died because of you, you must accompany him in burial. Let you be a pair of fugitive spouses in the afterlife; it would fulfill my brother’s wish."

The ethereal voice came again, and then the crowd saw a figure stepping through the air, descending directly from the sky.

"Meng Yun!"

Many in the crowd, upon seeing this figure, felt a sense of reverence. There are martial artists who spend their entire lives unable to cultivate to the Qiankun Sixth Rotation, let alone approaching the Qiankun Seventh Rotation and annexing a territory, which is a realm many yearn for. But this Meng Yun achieved it in just twenty years.

Moreover, Meng Yun obtained the qualification to participate in the once-a-decade Genius Battle of Lingwu Continent, with a promising future. If he secures a good ranking in the Genius Battle, the Meng Family will undoubtedly rise to prominence, becoming a super family in Xiling, or even across the entire Lingzhou.

At this moment, Ye Mo was also sizing up the figure striding through the void. Not particularly handsome, yet exuding a sharp aura, a presence he had only sensed on Feng Chu, an attitude of aloofness, making one instantly feel his strength.

A genius, and with the title of first genius, inevitably carries a proud nature.

However, Ye Mo wasn’t afraid of such a character. If it came down to a fight, the outcome was uncertain. As long as the opponent wasn’t a master of Qiankun Seventh Rotation, Ye Mo had nothing to fear.

"Ye Mo!"

Ye Mo said flatly.

"Ye Mo?"

Meng Yun’s calm gaze bore a hint of arrogance, as if he stood above, overlooking everyone.

"I have only this one brother, though somewhat incompetent, yet you killed him. Tell me, how should I make you pay with your life?"

Though Meng Di was disappointing, Meng Yun loved him dearly. Seeing his brother die tragically at Ye Mo’s hands, how could he not be enraged?

"You’re aware of your brother’s usual conduct. I killed him today as an act of justice, to prevent more women being harmed by him in the future."

Ye Mo spoke calmly.

"Young master, I think you should take this young lady and run."

Suddenly, a woman stepped forward, kindly reminding them. She too had been victimized by Meng Di. Seeing the demon finally slain by Ye Mo, she regarded him as a benefactor.

Slap!

A slap was hurled out, sending the woman flying, her cheek swelling red and she fainted.

"Is this any of your concern?"

Meng Yun looked at the woman as if viewing the lowest existence. The onlookers instinctively took a few steps back, not daring to speak further.

"Your name is Meng Yun, right? The first genius of Nightfall City and qualified to participate in the Genius Battle of Lingwu Continent."

Ye Mo slowly recounted what he knew, and as Meng Yun heard of his own glory being spoken, the corners of his mouth turned up smugly. But upon hearing Ye Mo’s next words, his face changed immediately.

"But in front of me, that’s nothing. Now is not the time to fight you, as this is your territory. If I win, you’ll certainly be outraged, and the Meng Family still has many experts. I, alone, cannot contend with so many of you."

Ye Mo spoke calmly, grabbing the wrist of the girl in purple and preparing to leave.

Surprisingly, the girl did not resist. She seemed to feel a very cordial sensation from Ye Mo. If it were someone else, not to mention grabbing her wrist, they might not even come close without losing their life.

Ye Mo’s words clearly had the intent of mocking Meng Yun.

Meng Di lost to Ye Mo in a duel, the Meng Family’s guards were defeated, and now Meng Yun came. If Meng Yun lost, the Meng Family’s experts would surely step in.

Yet everyone in the crowd believed Ye Mo wasn’t a match for Meng Yun. Securing a spot in the once-a-decade Genius Battle of Lingwu is such an honor.

"Leaving won’t be that easy!"

With a loud shout from Meng Yun, several figures shot out, all Meng Family guards, surrounding on all sides, even on rooftops, with crossbow guards stationed. A single command from Meng Yun would have these guards move in and kill Ye Mo entirely.

Ye Mo glanced at the surrounding guards and couldn’t help but smile bitterly, even sensing several Qiankun Sixth Rotation experts among them.

He could handle one or two, but if they all attacked together, he couldn’t resist. He could only escape.

But beside him was a weak girl.

"Miss, it seems we’re destined to fall here today. But don’t worry, as long as I have breath, I won’t let you get hurt."

Ye Mo spoke to the girl behind him, as he saw Meng Yun make a gesture, and all the crossbowmen lowered their weapons, seemingly not intending to attack.

"In your eyes, the first genius of Nightfall City is nothing. I want to see what strength you truly have."

Meng Yun spoke coldly, a domineering air emanating, as a fierce flame energy radiated from his body, forming a fiery circle revolving around him.

"Ye Mo, be careful. As the first genius of Nightfall City, Meng Yun’s strength isn’t weak. The Unyielding Yang Cataclysmic Fire exploding from his body isn’t ordinary."

At that moment, the girl in purple spoke up in warning.

"What good is your warning? In the face of absolute strength, his fate is only death!"

Meng Yun sneered, attacking swiftly, his hand slicing through the air, a hand blade carrying Unyielding Yang Cataclysmic Fire, cutting through the void, igniting with flame.

The flames formed a fiery formation, as fire lights turned into flaming War Gods, fiery Demon Beasts.

"Unyielding Yang Cataclysmic Fire, Cataclysmic Fire Blade Technique!"

Meng Yun’s first move was his signature strike, a fierce killer move, the Cataclysmic Fire Blade Technique. The blazing red blade light enveloped Ye Mo, trapping him with no room to fight back, blades interweaving, shattering and destroying Qiankun.

He had to defend the honor of being the first genius of Nightfall City; he must kill Ye Mo in one move.