Reborn in the Great Yan Dynasty: I Cultivated to Become a Martial Saint Through Telekinesis

"The duel is over. The victor has nothing more to do!"

The old man's voice echoed in the sky, and the cliff disappeared without a trace. Mo Zheng reappeared on the mountain peak where he had first stood.

However, You Chendong, who was originally standing opposite, was no longer there.

We won! We finally won!

Mo Zheng let out a long sigh of relief, his heart filled with light.

Winning was not easy; You Chendong, who had passed through the first level of the Tower of Ascension, had a higher level of swordsmanship than him.

Even though he devoted himself to cultivation for the past seven days, his swordsmanship was still inferior to his opponent's.

But he had two swords, which largely offset the difference in strength.

More importantly, it was his final sword strike.

Of the seven stances in the "Swift Wind" move from the Twelve Swords of Wind, he had comprehended three of them.

These three postures allowed him to further his understanding of the Wind Shadow Sword Technique, enabling him to unleash that sword strike just now.

The swordplay was unpredictable and swift as the wind.

The wind, by its very nature, is unpredictable.

Mo Zheng was able to succeed only after seven days of arduous training, the advantage of dual swords, favorable terrain, and after exhausting most of his opponent's strength and lowering his guard.

It's not easy.

If Mo hadn't shown weakness at the beginning and had used his strongest sword right away, he might not have been able to kill the opponent in one blow. Instead, it would have made the opponent wary, and in that case, defeat would have been inevitable.

Just as he was contemplating his gains and losses, an invisible force of repulsion arose in the world, driving him away.

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Inside the first level of the Tower of Ascension, dozens of martial arts disciples were filled with anticipation, waiting for the outcome of the duel.

After all, whether it's the You family of Liangzhou or the talent of multitasking, both are hot topics that attract attention.

In a sense, this duel was a rehearsal for the strongest disciple of the Martial Arts Hall seven or eight years later.

Wang Yuan and Zhao Tong were both a little nervous, after all, it was You Dongchen who founded the Hidden Dragon Society and was the first person in their generation to pass the first level of the Tower of Ascension.

No matter how talented you are, you still haven't had enough time to cultivate.

Seeing their anxious expressions, Li Chong couldn't help but mock them, saying, "What, worried? Worried? You'll still lose. Today, I'll show Mo Zheng what a true genius is!"

"Ten thousand taels of silver, it'll break his heart!"

The other members of the Hidden Dragon Society chimed in, saying, "That's right, Senior Brother You will teach this kid a lesson!"

"He's dead meat, hahaha."

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Wang Yuan and Zhao Tong exchanged a glance, both seeing the worry in each other's eyes. However, neither of them responded, clearly believing that Mo Zheng would lose.

On the other side, Jiang Xiaoyu and Xuan'er were also chatting.

"This is giving money to You Chendong. He should have chosen to join the Hidden Dragon Society in the first place. Ten thousand taels of silver is not easy to earn. Moreover, given You Chendong's methods, this duel is probably just the beginning. He will likely target him again later."

Xuan'er shook her head, looked at Jiang Xiaoyu, and said, "Of course, a better way is to ask you, Senior Sister Xiaoyu, to step in. Humph, he refused without even thinking that day. He deserves it today."

Jiang Xiaoyu laughed and said, "Everyone has their own ambitions; you can't force them."

"Besides, he's so young, encountering some setbacks might not be a bad thing. Let's just wait and see."

suddenly--

"The duel is over. The victor has nothing more to do!"

From the high platform came the voice of the old man judging the outcome, and the mist emanating from the mirage pearl quickly contracted.

Quiet.

As his voice fell silent, the entire first floor of the Tower of Ascension fell silent, without a single sound.

"How is that possible?"

Li Chong and the other members of the Hidden Dragon Society all stared wide-eyed, their faces showing surprise and disbelief.

You Chendong lost. Their revered senior brother You, who was like a god, actually lost in the duel at the Tower of Ascension!

It should be noted that this is the fairest arena for duels in the entire martial arts hall.

In the Mirage World, with identical bodies, identical strength, and the most suitable weapons, the contest was entirely based on their external martial arts skills. In the end, that kid actually won!

How is that possible?

"How could it be... how could it be..."

Jiang Xiaoyu and Xuan'er were also stunned by the result and were completely dumbfounded.

The difference between the two is obvious. Mo Zheng struggled to deal with the six members of the Hidden Dragon Society in the training ground seven days ago, but he will be able to deal with You Chendong seven days later.

It should be noted that this is a powerful martial artist who has passed through the first level of the Tower of Ascension, where one faces the siege of ten first-tier demonic beasts.

How could Mo Zheng, such a young fellow, win after only a little over a month of training?!

But the facts are undeniable, leaving them no choice but to believe them.

"It seems he's really confident."

Jiang Xiaoyu laughed, her beautiful eyes filled with curiosity about Mo Zheng. If even You Chendong could win, could he really become another Lan Jun in the future?

"Amazing, absolutely amazing..."

Xuan'er came to her senses and couldn't help but praise it.

"Hahaha, we won!"

"Mo Er actually won!"

Once they realized what was happening, Wang Yuan and Zhao Tong's anxiety vanished, and they burst into laughter, embracing each other joyfully.

They were the ones who started this dispute, and they felt really bad that Mo Zheng had to stand up for them in a duel and even lose a large sum of money.

Winning would naturally be the best outcome.

The members of the Hidden Dragon Society looked at the two of them, their faces turning even uglier.

No one feels comfortable when their enemy is triumphant.

However, at that moment, Li Chong, unable to think straight, suddenly shouted:

"Something's wrong. There's definitely something wrong with this duel. Senior Brother You couldn't possibly lose, absolutely not!"

The sound echoed in the empty hall on the first floor of the Sky Tower, instantly silencing the discussions.

However, no one paid any attention to him; instead, they looked at him as if he were an idiot.

"This junior brother is desperate after losing."

Seeing this, Qian Zhongyou shook his head and smiled, saying, "Even a Martial Saint couldn't cheat in the Mirage Pearl World. What is he thinking?"

In the Mirage World, there is only a wisp of consciousness. Even a Martial Saint who enters it is only a wisp of consciousness. Apart from strength, there is no way to cheat. Otherwise, would you really think that all the martial arts experts in the Martial Arts Hall are just sitting around doing nothing, creating a Mirage to amuse people?

Hearing this, Zhou Xian laughed and said, "This kind of thing happens quite often. They're new here, after all, and haven't seen much of it."

"But this Junior Brother Mo, tsk tsk..."

Zhou Xian's expression was very complicated. He hadn't expected that the young man he brought from Shangyin County to the martial arts academy a month ago would give him so many surprises.

He broke through to become an entry-level martial artist in a month, multitasking and even surpassing You Chendong, who had just passed one level of the Tower of Ascension, in swordsmanship, and defeated him. He was almost like Lan Jun back in the day.

"When do you think he'll become a true disciple?" Qian Zhongyou asked.

Zhou Xian thought for a moment, then gave a number, saying, "Five years."

"I think it will be three years," Qian Zhongyou said confidently.

"Three years? Why are you so optimistic about him? Lan Jun has been a disciple for three years now, and it looks like it will take him a while to pass the fourth level of the Tower of Ascension."

Zhou Xian didn't understand why Qian Zhongyou thought so highly of Mo Zheng. Although Mo Zheng's talent was amazing, it was still not as good as Lan Jun's. Lan Jun was a peerless genius who had cleared two levels of the Tower of Ascension in his first year and three levels in two years.

The Tower of Ascension is a challenging climb, with each level more difficult than the last, and its value far surpasses that of a mere duel.

"I don't know either, it's just a gut feeling."

Qian Zhongyou recalled the time he tested the sword against Mo Zheng, smiled and said, "Perhaps I was mistaken."

He also felt that three years was a bit of an exaggeration.

This is already an achievement that even the most talented individuals with the fastest cultivation speed in the history of the Martial Arts Hall could accomplish.

Just as the two were speaking, the mirage on the high platform dissipated, revealing the figures of Mo Zheng and You Chendong.

But Mo Zheng looked calm and composed, while You Chendong was pale and had a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

The duels in the Mirage World are not entirely without harm to oneself.

If one dies inside, it means that a wisp of consciousness is destroyed, causing a minor mental trauma. Of course, it is not serious; with a martial artist's physique, he can recover in a few days.

"I refuse to accept this."

You Chendong looked at Mo Zheng with unconvinced eyes. He had clearly been in the lead throughout the duel. If he hadn't been caught off guard by Mo Zheng's swift sword strike, he would have been the one to win!

Even that sword strike, if he had been on guard from the beginning, wouldn't have killed him instantly.

"The outcome is already decided," Mo Zheng replied calmly.

A win is a win, a loss is a loss, what's there to be convinced of or not?

You Chendong's lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

Ten thousand taels of silver is a small matter, but the news of this duel has spread throughout the entire martial arts hall. How will the people present view him? How will the members of the Hidden Dragon Society view him in the future?

Most importantly, there's Senior Brother Fang and Master. He was just accepted into the sect, yet he was defeated by a boy who had only been a disciple for a month.

The key point is that he clearly had a chance to win, but it was all because of that last sword strike!

"I admit that you are better than me in terms of external martial arts skills, but the outcome is not only determined by external martial arts skills, but also by environment, strategy, will, courage and so on. In the end, you lost," Mo Zheng said.

His victory today was by sheer luck; however, if this were outside the world, You Chendong would already be dead.

A duel is not about who has the higher level of martial arts skill, but about who stands the last one standing.

"We lost..."

You Chendong gritted his teeth in resentment. With so many people present witnessing the outcome, no matter how dissatisfied he was, he couldn't change the result. On the contrary, any further words might be transmitted to the authorities.

He turned and walked down from the platform. The old man handed Mo Zheng a token engraved with the word "victory" and said, "With this, you can collect your bet at the Treasure Pavilion."

Twenty contribution points plus ten thousand taels of silver is not a small amount for Mo Zheng now. If he loses, he loses it all, but if he wins, he gets it back.

"Now we not only have the money to activate their bloodlines, but we've also raised enough money for the two little ones' future cultivation."

Mo Zheng thought to himself, and then stepped down from the platform.

Over there, the members of the Hidden Dragon Society had already come up to help You Chendong, while Wang Yuan and Zhao Tong also came over to greet Mo Zheng.

"Congratulations, Mo Er, you've won big this time. It's enough for me to kill monsters in the Daliang Mountains for several months to accumulate this much money," Zhao Tong said with a smile.

"That's right, we have to treat everyone to a big meal today."

Wang Yuandao asked, "What are you holding in your hand?"

"This is the token that the teacher gave me on stage just now. He said that I can use it to collect the duel stakes at the Treasure Pavilion," Mo Zheng replied.

The words "duel stakes" once again stung the hearts of the Hidden Dragon Society members. You Chendong's face flushed slightly, and Li Chong and the others couldn't help but clench their fists.

"Hahaha, ten thousand taels of silver, I have to thank Senior Brother You for his generosity, rushing to give me money."

"Thank you, Senior Brother You!"

Zhao Tong and Wang Yuan deliberately raised their voices so that the members of the Hidden Dragon Society could hear them.

They've been extremely worried these past few days, especially today, when they were particularly uneasy, having just been mocked by the Hidden Dragon Society.

The villain takes revenge from morning to night!

Is there anything more delightful than this?

As for offending the Hidden Dragon Society and seeking revenge afterward, haven't we already offended them to death? What's there to be afraid of?

"you……"

Li Chong could no longer hold back and was about to explode on the spot.

"Shut up!"

You Chendong interrupted coldly, "If he makes a scene in front of so many people, wouldn't that mean he can't accept defeat?"

Li Chong glared at Zhao Tong, Wang Yuan, and the others with resentment, then swallowed his anger and followed You Chendong into the crowd.

The other members of the Hidden Dragon Society looked at You Chendong with some disappointment in their eyes, especially the other five who had been beaten by Mo Zheng before. They had originally hoped that You Chendong would avenge them today, but they did not expect this result, and they felt extremely frustrated.

"What happened?"

A thin, dark-skinned young man questioned, "Junior Brother You, you can't even handle such a young boy. If this gets back to Master, how will you explain yourself?"

Another young man dressed in black frowned and said, "And Senior Brother Fang, he spent a lot of time guiding you these past seven days. How can you face him if you lose? Is this kid really that strong?"

"No, his overall strength is slightly weaker than mine, but he has mastered a very special sword technique in the Wind Shadow Sword Technique."

Recalling that swift and unpredictable sword strike, You Chendong blamed himself, saying, "That sword strike was very fast and the sword path was very strange. I didn't pay attention at the time, which is why I was defeated by that sword strike."

"Is that a strange sword strike?"

The man in black, with a long sword at his waist, showed interest upon hearing this and said, "I'd like to experience your swordsmanship firsthand and see what kind of technique it is."

"You need to reflect on your actions this time."

The short young man said in a deep voice, "Losing is losing, ten thousand taels of silver is nothing, but you must learn from this lesson and cultivate diligently. There will be plenty of time in the future, and you can find another opportunity to defeat him. Only then will your master be happy."

"Thank you for your guidance, senior brother. I will definitely work hard."

You Chendong secretly resolved to win the next duel.

The Martial Arts Hall offers numerous opportunities for disciples to compete. In addition to the daily training grounds and the Tower of Ascension, there is a martial arts competition every six months, and the winners receive substantial rewards.

Qian Zhongyou, Zhou Xian, Xiao Nan, and other old friends all came up to congratulate Mo Zheng.

Winning a duel is nothing special, but this duel is different; they both saw Mo Zheng's future potential.

Amidst the congratulations, just as Mo Zheng was about to leave, a young man in black, with a sword at his waist, suddenly stepped out from among the group of members from the Hidden Dragon Society, stopped him, and said:

"Mo Zheng, I've heard your sword is quite interesting, it's really piqued my interest. I wonder if there'd be a chance for us to duel on the Tower of Ascension? Don't worry, we'll only have the minimum wager, one thousand taels, how about that?"

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