Auxiliary Women's Strategy: A Virtuous Wife Helps the King to Rule the World

At this moment, the head of the Phantom Pavilion had a gloomy expression. "Mo Shang, don't think you're invincible just because you defeated Leng Ying. You're still far from it. Since you're so determined to die, I'll grant you your wish." With that, Phantom Vision swiftly and ghostly stepped onto the ring. He was tall and slender, his black robe fluttering in the wind. His eyes were sinister and cold, like a lone wolf in the night. Every step he took carried an invisible pressure, making everyone present feel his powerful aura.

Mo Shang's face was solemn, seemingly facing a formidable enemy, but in reality, he remained remarkably calm, quietly plotting his next strategy. He knew that to achieve his goal of conquering the six major sects, he had to cleverly conceal his true strength, which far surpassed Huan Shi's.

"Mo Shang, you have some ability to force this Pavilion Master to take action." Huanshi's voice was icy cold, as if carrying the cold wind of December, which made people shudder.

Mo Shang deliberately acted insecure and humbly responded, "The Pavilion Master is renowned and feared by the world. I hope you will show mercy."

Illusion snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, today I will let you see the true strength of the Illusion Pavilion!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Vision vanished from the scene, transforming into an elusive black shadow. Mo Shang appeared frantic and awkward as he dodged Vision's attacks, but each move was a subtle trick. He deliberately exposed several seemingly obvious flaws, misleading Vision into believing his strength was limited, thus lowering his guard.

Huanshi's hands transformed into claws, and he grabbed Mo Shang from a tricky angle like a ghost, with a sharp gust of wind on his fingertips, and shouted: "Mo Shang, die!" Mo Shang narrowly turned sideways, and his clothes were torn by the strong wind. He took advantage of the situation and swung a punch, which seemed powerful but actually lacked strength. He shouted: "The Pavilion Master is really powerful!" Huanshi dodged it easily, raised his leg and swept it sideways. Mo Shang jumped to avoid it, and staggered slightly when he landed.

Suddenly, Huan Shi appeared behind Mo Shang, striking him with a fierce palm strike like a venomous snake. Mo Shang dodged it with a seemingly narrow escape, then hastily and frantically counterattacked, saying, "Pavilion Master, that's a powerful move! I almost couldn't dodge it." The two exchanged blows, Mo Shang's seemingly powerful punches being easily neutralized by Huan Shi at the crucial moment.

The two exchanged blows on the ring. Mo Shang skillfully suppressed the power of his own techniques, his moves seemingly swift and powerful, but in reality, he wasn't using his full strength. However, Huan Shi was oblivious to this, believing that Mo Shang had exhausted all his strength and was making a final struggle. He couldn't help but feel secretly proud and said, "Mo Shang, you think you can compete with me? You're just dreaming!"

Mo Shang panted and said, "The Pavilion Master's power is profound. I really can't resist him."

For a moment, the arena was filled with vigorous energy, and the powerful fluctuations of force made the surrounding air seem to be torn apart by invisible blades, emitting a sharp whistling sound. However, this seemingly thrilling scene was nothing more than a carefully crafted illusion by Mo Shang.

Mo Shang occasionally deliberately exposed some loopholes in his defense, allowing Huan Shi to take advantage. For example, during a palm-to-palm duel, Mo Shang deliberately slowed down a beat, and was pushed back a few steps by Huan Shi. He said, "The Pavilion Master is too strong. I'm afraid I'm going to lose." Huan Shi became more and more convinced that Mo Shang's strength was mediocre and he was just trying to hold on.

After a fierce collision, the two men each retreated several steps. Mo Shang gasped for air, feigning exhaustion, struggling to catch his breath and saying, "Pavilion Master, I... I'm almost dying." In reality, he was quietly observing Huan Shi's expression, making sure he had fallen completely into the trap he had set.

Mo Shang attacked again, his punches seemingly powerful but actually leaving room for maneuver. He threw several punches in quick succession, the wind whistling, but each one was skillfully avoided or blocked by Huan Shi. When Huan Shi retaliated, Mo Shang pretended to dodge but was hit in the shoulder. He staggered and cried out, "Oh, the Pavilion Master is too strong!"

Huan Shi dodged it easily, and at the same time took advantage of the victory to pursue and counterattack, his attacks became more and more unscrupulous, and his moves became more and more fierce and tricky. He shouted: "Mo Shang, today is the day you die!" His palm method was like a hurricane and rainstorm, making Mo Shang seem to be in danger.

The battle gradually entered a white-hot stage. Mo Shang continued to "struggle to hold on", with fatigue and a little despair on his face, making Huan Shi feel that victory was just around the corner, and he only needed to make one more effort to completely defeat Mo Shang.

In another fierce exchange, Mo Shang seized the opportunity and deliberately let Huan Shi think he had found his fatal flaw. When Huan Shi, full of pride, attacked with all his might, Mo Shang instantly exploded, dodging the fatal blow by dodging to the side. He swiftly slapped out a palm and shouted, "Pavilion Master, you've been tricked!" Huan Shi was caught off guard and took a solid blow. He trembled slightly in pain, his face filled with disbelief and shock, and roared, "You...you actually pulled this trick!"

Mo Shang immediately restrained his breath, pretending to be exhausted, and said, "Pavilion Master underestimated the enemy, which is why I got away with it."

Vision gritted his teeth and persisted, wanting to fight back, but Mo Shang didn't give him a chance and attacked again, but still controlled the strength, making people feel that he only had the opportunity because of Vision's mistake.

Mo Shang shouted angrily: "Vision, today I will let you know how powerful I, Mo Shang, am!"

Huan Shi replied unwillingly: "Mo Shang, don't be so complacent!"

In the end, Mo Shang defeated Vision completely with a trick that seemed to be a narrow victory. Vision collapsed on the ring, his face as pale as paper.

The people from the Black Feather Palace below the stage erupted in thunderous cheers and leaps of joy. They were extremely excited and cheered for Mo Shang's victory.

The people from other sects had expressions of surprise and fear on their faces. They began to re-examine Mo Shang's strength. Someone said, "It seems that the leader of the Illusion Pavilion underestimated his enemy, which allowed Mo Shang to seize the opportunity." Others secretly wondered whether Mo Shang still had something to hold back.

Mo Shang put his hands behind his back, looking quite powerful: "Who else would like to come up and learn from me?"

The leader of the Qingyun Sect and the leader of the Tiexue Gang looked at each other, and both saw doubt and vigilance in each other's eyes.

The head of the Qingyun Sect lowered his voice and said, "This Mo Shang hasn't stepped down yet. Does he want to fight again?"

The leader of the Iron Blood Gang frowned and responded, "Judging from the situation, I'm afraid he's here with ill intentions. Could he be planning to challenge our six major sects?"

The master of Baihua Valley gently shook the silk handkerchief in her hand and said coquettishly, "Humph, this Mo Shang is too arrogant. Does he really think we are vegetarians?"

The leader of the Beast Taming Sect snorted coldly, "He's overestimating himself. Even if he has some skills, he can't possibly fight all of us on his own."

The abbot of the Kongling Temple clasped his hands together and said slowly, "Amitabha, don't underestimate the enemy. This boy dares to act like this, perhaps he really has some confidence."

At this time, in the Black Feather Palace, Mo Yu looked worried and said softly, "Dad, isn't this too risky for you to do?"

Mo Shang's eyes were determined as he replied, "If not, how could the Black Feather Palace become famous overnight? Don't worry, I have a plan in mind."

Su Nan still saw it more clearly: "Mo Yu, don't worry, I believe uncle can do it. It's good this way. We will try not to take any action. In this way, the Black Feather Palace will become famous."

The atmosphere in the arena became increasingly tense. The people from other sects looked at Mo Shang with complex emotions in their eyes, including suspicion, anger, and a hint of imperceptible fear.

Mo Shang stood in the center of the arena, like an unshakable mountain, quietly waiting for the next fierce battle, ready to challenge the six major sects on his own and create a new world for the Black Feather Palace.

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