Nine Dragons Supreme God

Although the new head of the Mo family, Mo Yihan, is a young hero who has become famous in one battle, compared with Jin Yongbin, Mo Yihan can at most be considered a person who can be regarded with respect.

Who is Kim Young-bin?

Even before entering the capital, Jin Yongbin's name was already renowned throughout Jianye City. He was the most outstanding son of the Jin family, and even Jin Ling'er was slightly inferior to him.

At only nineteen years old, his cultivation has already reached the third level of the meridian realm, earning him the appreciation of the Fifth Prince. Within the Jin family, he can be described as a student surpassing his master.

"Let me briefly explain the rules of the competition. Each family can select ten Body Refinement Realm martial artists under the age of twenty to fight against other families in pairs. The winners will advance to the next round, and the losers will be eliminated directly until the first place is determined."

"According to past rules, the family of the first place winner will receive the right to operate the mine for three years."

As soon as Kim Young-bin finished speaking, ten contestants each from the three major families stepped forward; all of them were elites carefully selected from their respective families.

The draw ended quickly, and in the first round, Meng Zhiyong from the Meng family faced off against Mo Heng from the Mo family.

"Go Mo Heng!" Mo Xinyi cheered for Mo Heng.

Mo Heng simply smiled and nodded, then stepped onto the high platform, his gaze fixed intently on Meng Zhiyong, the number one genius in the Body Refinement Realm of the Meng family, feeling somewhat uncertain.

"You're no match for me. Just get down here obediently. I don't want to hurt you."

Meng Zhiyong held his sword to his chest with both hands and spoke calmly, his eyes showing no emotion, as if he were stating a fact.

"Meng Zhiyong is too arrogant, isn't he?" A disciple in the Mo family camp twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth, looking at Meng Zhiyong's nonchalant demeanor—he really deserved a beating…

"He's the number one genius in the Body Refinement Realm of the Meng family, so he has the right to be arrogant. But we disciples of the Mo family are not to be trifled with either. Mo Heng, don't let others look down on you." Another Mo family disciple was also cheering Mo Heng on.

Although everyone knew perfectly well that Mo Heng's luck in drawing Meng Zhiyong was really not good.

Even if we can't win, we can't let the Mo family lose face.

In fact, Mo Heng is not weak. He ranks ninth among the Body Refinement Realm cultivators of this generation in the Mo family. It can be said that there are only a handful of Body Refinement Realm warriors in the Mo family who are stronger than Mo Heng.

"Alright." Seeing that his persuasion had failed, Meng Zhiyong could only sigh slightly: "Since you insist on doing so, then you should make your move first, otherwise you won't even have a chance to make a move."

If Meng Zhiyong was merely proud before, he had now become arrogant, making the Mo family disciples increasingly dislike him.

Mo Heng, who originally had little fighting spirit, was also enraged by Meng Zhiyong's words.

"Underestimating me will come at a price!"

With a roar, Mo Heng's aura surged, and his figure moved suddenly. A fierce gust of wind swept out from under his feet, and his figure disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye. A powerful and heavy palm strike, like a mountain, crashed down towards Meng Zhiyong.

"That's Mo Heng's signature move, the Flowing Cloud Step cleverly followed by the Falling Mountain Palm!"

"There's a reason why Mo Heng ranks ninth in the Mo family. If Meng Zhiyong really underestimates Mo Heng, he'll suffer the consequences!"

As disciples of the Mo family, they were well aware of Mo Heng's strength. They believed that Mo Heng's sudden attack would catch Meng Zhiyong off guard.

Seeing Mo Heng approaching in an instant, Meng Zhiyong remained as still as a mountain. Suddenly, he drew his sword, the strike as swift as a dragon, instantly causing Mo Heng's eardrums to ache painfully, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

In that instant, a sharp glint flashed in Meng Zhiyong's eyes, giving off an unstoppable feeling.

From the moment Meng Zhiyong drew his sword to the moment he sheathed it, only a short time had passed. Immediately afterwards, the sound of someone spitting blood could be heard.

"puff…!"

Mo Heng clutched his chest with one hand, half-kneeling on the ground, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. Blood also seeped from both ears and flowed out.

Suddenly raising his eyes, Meng Zhiyong, who stood there in disbelief and seemed not to have moved at all, was shocked.

He knew Meng Zhiyong was strong, but he never expected him to be this strong.

Despite displaying his signature skills, he couldn't withstand a single, casual sword strike from Meng Zhiyong!

The entire room fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, thunderous cheers erupted from the direction of the Meng family. For a moment, the Mo family disciples were also stunned, somewhat unable to believe that Mo Heng, who was ranked ninth, had been defeated so decisively, and they felt indescribable pain in their hearts.

Does this mean the Mo family is still not qualified to compete for the mining rights this time?

Meng Zhiyong still held his sword to his chest, shook his head slightly, and then, without even glancing at his defeated opponent, turned and strolled off the stage.

“Patriarch Mo, I’ve said it before: the so-called geniuses cultivated by the Mo family dare to shamelessly participate in the mining battle. It’s just embarrassing.”

A mocking laugh came from Jin Yongbin's mouth: "Before the Mo family has completely lost face, I advise the Mo family head to withdraw from the competition with those good-for-nothings."

Jin Yongbin finished speaking with an awkward smile, which immediately made the faces of the Mo family disciples turn ugly.

As the host of this battle for the mineral vein, Jin Yongbin's intentions toward the Mo family were far too obvious, full of sarcasm, which immediately drew disdainful glances from the disciples of the Jin and Meng families.

Among the younger generation of the Mo family, only Mo Yihan is passable. However, people only know that Mo Yihan is calm and intelligent, but his true combat strength is still doubtful.

In the second match, Jin Dongliang of the Jin family faced off against Mo Yurong, who was ranked tenth in the Mo family.

As expected, Kim Dong-liang won easily.

As Jin Dongliang walked off the stage without saying a word and with an arrogant expression, the Mo family disciples' expressions grew increasingly ashen.

"The Mo family is indeed getting worse with each generation, raising only a bunch of good-for-nothings!"

Just then, a gray-robed youth leaped onto the stage, his arrogant gaze sweeping over the Mo family disciples, a haughty smile slowly curving his lips.

"Mo Yang, I heard you're ranked fourth in the Mo family's Body Refinement Realm. Why don't I, the tenth-ranked member of the Jin family, have a go at you? Get up here right now!"

Jin Daiyu spoke with extreme arrogance, looking down on the younger generation of the Mo family with a condescending attitude.

The three major families of Jianye City were originally of comparable strength, but Jin Daiyu ranked the Jin family tenth and looked down on the Mo family fourth, which was quite sarcastic and implied that the Mo family had no successors.

"This is outrageous!"

The Mo family disciples glared fiercely at Jin Daiyu on the stage, their fists clenched tightly together, a sense of humiliation welling up within them.

"I'm here to make you good-for-nothings from the Mo family face reality. Times are changing, and the Mo family will eventually be eliminated and removed from the list of the three major families!"

Jin Daiyu was arrogant and spoke directly and domineeringly.

End of this chapter