Martial Arts: I Have Diligence Reward System-Chapter 657 - 234: The Final Struggle_3

Purple Soup stood like a ghost in the distance, casting a sinister smile at Su Yue.

She ignited the wrath of the monsters.

...

Mo Kai arrived at the conflict zone between the Four-armed Race and the Steel Bone Race, finding the contradictions more complex than he had imagined.

But they can be mediated, although it will require some time.

Suddenly, Mo Kai’s eyelids twitched.

He suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

In Mo Kai’s mind, the image of Hong Guo inexplicably appeared.

As a Ninth Grade, he could sense certain crises, although not always accurately, yet sometimes this feeling was indeed mysterious.

"City Lord Hei Qi, there’s nothing much here. Return to Mao Yao City and help Hei Ti keep the trial field under control. Make sure nothing goes wrong."

Mo Kai ordered.

Though Hei Ti, a Seventh Grade, can suppress everything, Mo Kai still felt that an Eighth Grade would be more reliable.

"Divine Elder, this..."

Hei Qi was taken aback.

He thought he heard wrong.

Indeed, there wasn’t much for him to do here, but to let a city lord preside over a Third Grade trial?

The Divine Elder must be joking.

Not to mention himself, even Hei Ti didn’t want to go.

"You go keep an eye on a Third Grade refugee named Hong Guo; he is my Closed-door Disciple and will inherit my legacy in the future.

If anything happens to Hong Guo, I’ll hold you accountable."

Mo Kai said, his face darkened.

He was too lazy to explain and found no need to.

"Understood!"

Hei Ti was stunned, and then quickly returned to Mao Yao City.

He is the city lord of Mao Yao City and has followed Mo Kai for the longest time. He knows Mo Kai’s past best.

Mo Kai used to have a direct disciple whom he cherished deeply, even nurturing him as an heir.

Unfortunately, that direct disciple accidentally died at the hands of the Divine Land Martial Artist. Since then, the Divine Elder has never taken in another direct disciple.

Since Hong Guo could become Mo Kai’s direct disciple, he must have his exceptional qualities.

On the way back, Hei Ti admired the Divine Elder’s depth of scheming; he, an Eighth Grade, hadn’t received any news at all.

But Hei Ti clearly knows Mo Kai’s temper.

Being able to become Mo Kai’s direct disciple, Hong Guo’s luck must indeed be remarkable.

The Divine Elder is very protective.

"Huh, where did such strong auras come from outside Mao Yao City?

Damn, could it be a mutation in the monsters?"

Hei Ti didn’t know what Hong Guo looked like and had planned to make a special acquaintance.

However, as soon as he saw Mao Yao City, he felt several terrifying auras.

"Bad, the monsters must be going berserk. Hong Guo mustn’t be in danger."

Hei Ti activated his Qi Blood and immediately sped up his return.

Now there’s no need to identify who Hong Guo is; with monsters rioting like this, let alone a group of Third Grades, even a Fourth Grade peak couldn’t survive.

Damn.

Don’t let it be too late.

Fear really brings what you dread.

The Divine Elder’s wrath when he lost his adored disciple is still vivid.

If he loses another beloved disciple today, the entire Mao Yao City would probably be turned upside down.

Thinking of this, Hei Ti also had some complaints against Mo Kai.

Having lost a direct disciple once, why let this one undergo a trial? Just give him a city affiliation and be done with it.

Such unnecessary action.

...

Trial field!

Apart from Purple Soup, all martial artists were dead, the last one being Su Yue.

He no longer had any escape route.

Su Yue held an iron stick, cornered by five monsters.

In the monsters’ eyes, Su Yue jumped around like a locust, similarly provoking their anger.

The next moment, this ant would be torn apart by them.

Purple Soup had a triumphant cold smile on her face.

Once Hong Guo died, her enthrallment state would end. By then, the monsters would no longer fear her and might tear her apart as well.

Everyone would perish together.

Purple Soup’s goal was achieved.

Roar!

A beast roar sounded, and the first monster already lunged at Su Yue.

Swipe!

Su Yue’s body flickered, dodging the assault.

However, there were two other monsters blocking his escape route.

Even though Su Yue jumped left and right, he couldn’t leap out of the monsters’ encirclement.

"500 aliens all killed, I should leave too."

Surrounded by monsters, Su Yue swallowed a Heart Blood Pill.

Trying to break out of the encirclement of monsters was practically impossible; it had nothing to do with speed.

The monsters were Fifth Grade and, augmented by the effect of enthrallment, were completely enraged; it was a miracle for a Third Grade to be alive.

At this moment, Su Yue, holding the iron stick in his palm, could only use enthrallment to counter Purple Soup’s enthrallment.

If you can make monsters angry, I can make them drowsy.

The monsters were full, they should rest for a while.

...

"Young Master, you mustn’t die, you mustn’t die!"

Huang Kui was trampled by Zi Mo, mud filling his mouth.

He glanced sideways at Su Yue, continuously praying.

If Hong Guo died, everything would be over.

"Young Master, you must hold on, you must survive."

Huang Tuo was also tearless with grief.

Actually, he knew better than anyone that Hong Guo had no chance to survive.

Facing five Fifth Grade monsters, any Third Grade wouldn’t survive.

Even a Fifth Grade would struggle to preserve life.

Zi Mo looked at Su Yue from afar, a mocking contempt etched at the corner of his mouth.

After bouncing around for so long, the ultimate winner was still him.

On the Mao Yao City wall.

Lan Qi was heartbroken, her eyes even moistening.

From the sky, they could more clearly see Su Yue’s predicament.

His speed, though considerable, was genuinely exhausted of means.

Doomed.

"Didn’t expect a talent among refugees from Chaotic Camp Mountain, able to bounce for so long."

Hong Bei sneered.

It must be admitted, lasting so long against five monsters teaming up was already a remarkable achievement.