My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty-Chapter 466: Mo Li, What Do You Think?

While Gu Lan was in seclusion, comprehending his insights, the Great Competition of All Clans continued.

In the finals, the seven great houses of the Immortal Realm displayed overwhelming strength. Apart from the strongest Holy Sons and Holy Daughters, even the other disciples, all at the late Saint Stage, possessed unfathomable power and wielded emperor-tier weapons, making them formidable opponents that ordinary cultivators could not hope to match.

One incident, in particular, deeply disheartened the Earthly Realm disciples. The Fire Clan disciples, perhaps due to their loss to the Lanyan Royal School, harbored a special grudge against Earthly Realm forces. Whenever they had the chance, these Fire Clan disciples would mercilessly attack, aiming to kill their opponents.

In just two days of the finals, numerous Earthly Realm disciples had already fallen at the hands of the Fire Clan disciples. Moreover, Immortal Realm forces allied with the Fire Clan also targeted Earthly Realm forces. It seemed as though there was a prearranged agreement among the various factions to unanimously target Earthly Realm forces.

"I never expected that after all our efforts to reach the finals, we would still end up as stepping stones for others, with no guarantee of even keeping our lives. This Great Competition of All Clans... it’s so damn rigged!"

"In the next match, I’ll be facing the Fire Clan Holy Son. Even if I can’t win, I’ll fight to the death and make sure he pays in blood, avenging my junior sister’s spirit in heaven!"

From below the stage, an Earthly Realm cultivator glared coldly at the Fire Clan Holy Son, Lu Bei. On the first day of the finals, his junior sister had tragically encountered Lu Bei. Though she was about to surrender, Lu Bei struck first, leading to her death. His junior sister was his beloved, and her death left him with deep hatred.

With this determination, the Earthly Realm genius stepped onto the arena. On the third day of the finals, he was set on avenging his junior sister and proving something to the Immortal Realm.

"Earthly Realm cultivators are no less than those from the Immortal Realm!"

With this resolve, he fearlessly took his position on the stage, facing the Fire Clan Holy Son, Lu Bei.

As the battle began, he immediately unleashed his strongest divine ability. Tears streaming down his face, he imagined his junior sister’s most gentle expression and delivered the strongest punch of his life!

"Is that it?"

Lu Bei sneered. With a flick of his hands, he conjured a massive flaming lotus in the air. The lotus blossomed in the air, colliding with the Earthly Realm cultivator’s punch. With a loud explosion, the fiery lotus shattered.

"I thought he was something special, but he’s just like all the other Earthly Realm cultivators—useless trash!"

Lu Bei snorted, turning away without even looking at the explosion, his gaze instead drifting toward the Lanyan Royal School disciples below the stage. There, Xiao Yan happened to look up, and their eyes met. For a moment, Lu Bei felt as if he was back on that day in the Tower of Fire, where he had lost to Xiao Yan by half a move, causing the Fire Clan to lose their first-place position.

Losing to an Earthly Realm cultivator was the most humiliating defeat of his life, something he could never accept.

"Next time, I will kill you!"

Lu Bei mouthed these words coldly, his eyes filled with murderous intent as he looked at Xiao Yan.

"Arrogant fool!"

Xiao Yan mouthed a retort.

But before Lu Bei could respond, a sudden gust of wind reached his ears!

Bang!

A dark fist struck his head with incredible speed, knocking him to the ground, his head slightly misshapen from the impact. Though the injury wasn’t severe, it was utterly humiliating. Enraged, he wanted to tear his assailant apart, but before he could act, the black figure that had attacked him collapsed on the ground.

"Lava Clan’s Lu Bei wins!"

The voice of the Great Competition of All Clans referee echoed. Lu Bei, his head tilted and his neck veins bulging in fury, wanted to destroy even the corpse of the person who had attacked him. But in the end, he didn’t dare make a move. Even as the Lava Clan’s Holy Son, he had to show some respect for the referee.

"Hmph! I’ll just treat it as being bitten by a mad dog. It’s not the first time, anyway."

Lu Bei snorted and glanced down again, but he didn’t see Xiao Yan among the Lanyan Royal School disciples.

At this moment, Xiao Yan was already engaged in his own match. His opponent was a disciple from the Cloud Clan.

Facing the Cloud Clan, Xiao Yan remained courteous. The fact that their headmaster knew the Cloud Clan Goddess was no secret within the Lanyan Royal School. The Cloud Clan disciple was also quite polite. After exchanging greetings, the two quickly began to fight.

Their cultivation levels were comparable, so the battle became a test of their understanding of their respective techniques and divine abilities. The Cloud Clan’s divine abilities were incredibly destructive, while Xiao Yan’s Confucian techniques were versatile and ever-changing. The two exchanged blows in a thrilling match.

Such an exciting battle had not been seen in the finals over the past two days, quickly attracting the attention of many factions.

"In my opinion, that Lanyan Royal School disciple won’t last more than ten rounds before losing. The Cloud Clan’s divine ability, Hurt of Wind, not only damages the body but also harms the soul. With such an extended fight, there’s no way that Lanyan Royal School disciple can keep going."

"Not necessarily. From what I see, Xiao Yan’s soul doesn’t seem damaged. He might have some treasure protecting his soul, so the final outcome is still up in the air."

"Even if he can withstand the Hurt of Wind, there’s no way he can win. That Cloud Clan disciple is the strongest one they’ve sent, and he hasn’t even used his trump card yet."

As the audience discussed, most placed their bets on the Cloud Clan disciple, with little hope for Xiao Yan’s victory. Judging by the current situation, Xiao Yan indeed seemed to be at a disadvantage.

The Lanyan Royal School disciples watching were also deeply engrossed. Suddenly, someone turned around and asked, "Mo Li, what do you think?"

Everyone else looked over in unison, clearly eager to hear what their fellow disciple, skilled in Celestial Mechanic Art, had to say.

Mo Li: "..."

"What do I think? Xiao Yan’s strength is slightly inferior to that Cloud Clan disciple’s, and the historical figure he summoned isn’t as powerful, which is why he’s currently at a disadvantage. But this is Xiao Yan we’re talking about. His strength isn’t limited to this; he definitely has hidden cards he hasn’t played yet.

More importantly, he’s using the emperor-tier weapon given to him by the headmaster. Do you think he has any reason to lose after that?"

"That makes sense!"

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The Lanyan Royal School disciples nodded in agreement with Mo Li’s analysis. Some even patted him on the shoulder, praising him, "Well analyzed."

As the Lanyan Royal School disciples relaxed and discussed the battle, the situation on the stage quietly began to shift.