Ethereal World: Vicious Cannon Fodder's Immortality Road - Chapter 533

Chapter 533: Tan Zi Mo–Gong Yi Ran vs.

Mo Jun Jie Chapter 533: Tan Zi Mo–Gong Yi Ran vs.

Mo Jun Jie “The participants of the last round can come up!” The ninth elder’s voice pulled everyone’s attention back.

They soon forgot about this small episode, since the conflict between Shenlian Yingyue and Xiao Xili wasn’t the first conflict that they witnessed.

In the past, they had witnessed similar situations of people provoking each other.  Xiao Xili’s spirit returned.

Her hatred increased.

She wanted everyone to see this woman’s real face, yet she was the one who ended up being humiliated.  “Start!!” The ninth elder’s loud voice echoed.

[First Platform: Tan Zi Mo vs.

Gao Fan] Tan Zi Mo saw that she was fine, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

At least she (Yueyue) saved him and educated him about love in the past; he didn’t want anyone to look down on her.

“You care about her.

Is she your lover?” Gao Fan smiled lightly.  “No, she is my sect sister, and she came from the Outer Domain as me.

I don’t want anyone to wrong her.” Tan Zi Mo explained lightly.

“Really?

I thought that she was your lover.” Gao Fan nodded and stopped talking.

Tan Zi Mo’s brain was stimulated by the word ‘lover’.

“Gao Fan, I’m an inner disciple of the Grand Azure sect.

First stage of Core Formation Realm.” As soon as the ninth elder announced the start, he introduced himself politely.

“Tan Zi Mo, a core disciple of the Divine Kunlun sect, Middle stage of the Core Formation realm.” Tan Zi Mo calmed his mind down and clasped his hands back.

Two men began their battles.

Tan Zi Mo was very simple.

He didn’t hide his strength like others.  He had the Supreme Spiritual Root of the evolved Thunder element.

In just four years, he became a Core Formation cultivator, which was really admirable.  The cultivators who were born with this spiritual root are only one in a trillion people.  He enjoyed the privileges of the sect, and he devoted his life to practicing swordsmanship.

In the sect, countless women fell in love with him.

He had a powerful elder as his master; he was beautiful; he had the Supreme Spiritual Root; and his arrogant, young master’s temperament made countless girls want him.  In those years, he kept his heart for Liu Wen Yin, his fiancée.

Unfortunately, his loyalty was futile.

Liu Wen Yin had countless men behind his back, and he felt more and more disgusted with her.

This year, Tan Zi Mo was twenty-one years old, and Gao Han’s real age was fifty years old, but he looked like he was twenty-nine years old.

The gap in their ages was enough to see how powerful the Supreme Spiritual Root was.  Tan Zi Mo’s victory was clearly displayed in everyone’s eyes.  As soon as the spectators saw his evolved scarlet thunder spell, their mouths were wide open.  Shenlian Wanyan’s evolved purple fire shocked them; Sime Ke Xin’s evolved white lightning astounded them; and now, his scarlet thunder stimulated their inner shock.

How many young talents were in the Divine Kunlun sect?

Why did they feel like there were many people with Supreme Spiritual Roots this year?

Since when did this legendary spiritual root become like the cabbages in the market that are easy to find?  If they knew that Shenlian Yingyue was also born with the Supreme Spiritual Root, they would roll their eyes and faint.

“Your sect is really good at recruiting these youngsters.” The elders from the other sects expressed their enviousness and jealousy.

If this goes on, the balance power of the nine righteous sects would be gone.  “Because our sect is the best sect, that’s why they come to us!” The elders of the Divine Kunlun sect were proud.

The other elders rolled their eyes.

Let us be proud for the time being!  [Second Platform: Gong Yi Ran vs.

Mo Jun Jie] Gong Yi Ran’s strength almost surpassed the Nascent Soul Realm, and Mo Jun Jie’s strength was in the Nascent Soul Realm.

“We meet again!” Mo Jun Jie played with the blue fan that was carved with golden chamomile flowers in his hand.

The fan looked exquisite and noble.

No matter how people looked at it, it was just a normal magic fan.

But Gong Yi Ran knew that this fan wasn’t normal.

He would never be able to break this fan.

As he was fanning himself, he walked leisurely to Gong Yi Ran.

But he immediately stumbled and fell embarrassingly to the ground.  Everyone’s lips twitched fiercely.

The disciples of the Blue Cloud sect covered their faces with embarrassment.

And women shouted loudly.  “Wow, even if he falls down, he still looks so perfect!” “As expected from our senior brother, he is a reincarnation of the perfect god!”  “If only I were a ground, so I could touch my senior brother’s face and body.” Her saliva was about to flow out.

Other women’s obsessive eyes turned into heart shapes.

Shenlian Yingyue’s lips twitched.

She turned around to look at Mo Jun Jie, who was sleeping on the ground with a funny posture as a clown.

She couldn’t see his face since it was buried on the ground.

But the loud cheering from the women almost ruined her eardrums.

[Cut, what’s there to cheer?] Xiao Li rolled his purple eyes in contempt.

Everyone rolled their eyes at Xiao Li’s childishness.

Xiao Lan shook his head and ignored a certain fox.

“Get up!” Gong Yi Ran spat out his words indifferently.

“You didn’t change.” Mo Jun Jie stood up, patting the dust from his sect uniform.

He shook his head, and he sighed lightly.

Gong Yi Ran didn’t speak but took out his weapon directly.  His weapon was a long, pointed black sword.

It was like a bow.

The black sword had two bodies.

One of them was pointed as an arrow, and the other was curved.

The sword was carved with mysterious golden leaves.

On the curved sword body, there was a silver-curved bird feather.

Gong Yi Ran’s sharp eyes looked at Mo Jun Jie indifferently.

“I really hate your eyes.” Mo Jun Jie seemed to become another person in front of Gong Yi Ran.

He was usually playful, but his clumsy appearance changed.

As hot as the boiling magma in the volcano, his fan flicked, and he attacked Gong Yi Ran fiercely.

There was no smile on his perfect face, only intense hatred and disgust.  Gong Yi Ran wielded his feather sword, and the black sword seemed to shroud in ice that made people’s skin turn frigid. The coldness pierced through their skin, they shivered in cold.

“Is it my imagination?

Why do I suddenly feel cold?” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Littlecarrot Pictures are in the comment section, my dear!!!