250: Chapter 249 Challenge: Marquis of Chu VS Mo Ning

Commander Qisong's gaze swept across the fifteen Squad Leaders below the stage as he asked indifferently, "Alright, stop wasting time. Which of you wants to give it a try? If you lose, you will give up your position as Squad Leader."

As his voice fell, the faces of Lv Yang and the other Silver Sand Army Squad Leaders darkened simultaneously, and the contempt they had previously shown vanished from their eyes.

It seemed these two newcomers truly intended to take their positions.

"Commander Qisong, then let me test this person's strength."

A slightly effeminate voice rang out from the crowd.

Xia Jin followed the sound and saw that effeminate-looking Squad Leader step out from the ranks, walk onto the Martial Arts Stage, and look toward Marquis Chu, who was standing at the edge.

"My name is Mo Ning. If I strike too hard later, don't blame me."

The words were spoken nonchalantly, but the confidence within them was completely unconcealed.

Marquis Chu stood at the edge of the Martial Arts Stage, looking at this effeminate man with eyes slightly narrowed; he sensed a dangerous aura emanating from the other party.

"Marquis Chu. I seek your guidance!" Marquis Chu didn't waste words and simply cupped his hands.

"Step back to the side and give them some room!" Commander Qisong looked at the two, who were already at each other's throats, and waved Xia Jin away as he stepped to the side.

Xia Jin nodded and quickly retreated to the side of the Martial Arts Stage with Commander Qisong, crossing his arms and quietly watching the developments on the stage.

"This battle looks like it's going to be intense!"

He knew Marquis Chu's strength better than anyone.

Although he only appeared to have the aura of the ninth level of the Creation Realm, if they truly fought, an ordinary ninth-level Creation Realm expert might not be able to gain any advantage against Marquis Chu.

Mo Ning took a deep breath, and his aura became incredibly calm, yet his entire body emitted a dangerous aura like that of a venomous snake.

He raised his right hand and beckoned lightly toward Marquis Chu.

"Come, make your move. I will try to be careful to avoid crippling you!"

Seeing this, Marquis Chu's mouth split open, revealing a row of bright white teeth.

There was no anger or shame in that smile, only pure, almost fanatical Battle Intent.

"Then I shall thank you! Hah!"

Marquis Chu exhaled a deep breath of turbid air, which shot from his mouth like a white streak, condensing in the air without dissipating, even momentarily obscuring his figure.

In that instant, Marquis Chu moved!

His figure was like a cannonball fired from a barrel, charging directly in front of Mo Ning with a violent gale!

The speed was startlingly fast.

Marquis Chu gave his opponent no time to react. He pressed the fingers of his right hand together with his fingertips forward, his entire arm like a harpoon stabbing straight toward the other's abdomen!

This strike was simple and crude, without any fancy techniques, possessing only pure, almost primal explosiveness!

After all, under the suppression of the Shenyun Realm's laws, maximizing the strength of his Physical Body was the only way he could increase his power in a short time.

A flicker of surprise flashed in Mo Ning's eyes.

The speed of this bald guy was somewhat beyond his expectations.

But it was only surprise.

At the very moment Marquis Chu's fingertips were about to touch Mo Ning's abdomen, Mo Ning's body underwent an eerie change.

His waist and abdomen folded backward at an incredible angle, as if his entire body had lost the support of its bones, becoming unbelievably soft.

Marquis Chu's right hand grazed Mo Ning's lapel as it thrust past; it was off by a mere hair's breadth, yet it ultimately failed to hit.

"What? This guy's body..." Marquis Chu was startled.

But it wasn't over. While Mo Ning dodged the attack, his hands were like two flexible vines, winding up along Marquis Chu's extended right arm!

His hands were extremely fast, fingers spread wide as they went straight for Marquis Chu's throat!

The throat was the weakest part of the human body!

For Mo Ning, who had killed countless people, this was the simplest and most effective means of attack.

Marquis Chu's eyes narrowed as he tried to pull back and retreat, only to find that Mo Ning's hands seemed stuck to his arm, following him like a shadow that could not be shaken off.

"Dammit, this is a bit troublesome!" While retreating, Marquis Chu frantically thought of a countermeasure in his mind.

Below the Martial Arts Stage, the burly Squad Leader crossed his arms and watched Marquis Chu, who seemed to be at a disadvantage, with a cold sneer on his face.

"Mo Ning might not be the strongest among our fifteen Squad Leaders."

"But..." He glanced at Xia Jin standing next to Commander Qisong and said intentionally, "This guy's level of trickiness is definitely one of the highest. Even for us, unless necessary, we wouldn't bother provoking him."

As he spoke, a hint of wariness flashed in his eyes.

"Unless one can crush Mo Ning with a higher Realm or forcibly break his defense with absolute power, fighting him is like fighting a ball of cotton; all the strength you use will be neutralized by his Soft Force."

Hearing the Silver Sand Army Squad Leader's words, Xia Jin, who was watching the battle, also frowned slightly.

Hard Strength meeting Soft Force?

Between these two completely different fighting styles, who would ultimately win!?

On the Martial Arts Stage, Mo Ning's hands had already wound up to Marquis Chu's elbow, only a short distance away from his throat.

The corners of Mo Ning's mouth turned up slightly, and a look of triumph flashed in his eyes.

In his view, this match was already over.

A brute who only knew raw strength had no possibility of a reversal before him.

However, at the very moment his fingertips were about to touch Marquis Chu's throat,

Marquis Chu suddenly smiled.

That smile still revealed his big white teeth, a simple smile with a hint of wildness.

But his eyes became incredibly sharp at this moment.

Marquis Chu gave a low shout, and his right arm suddenly jolted!

A surge of violent power erupted from his arm. That power was so overbearing that it actually forced open a tiny gap in Mo Ning's entwined hands!

That tiny gap was all he needed!

Marquis Chu's figure retreated explosively, instantly putting distance between himself and Mo Ning.

Mo Ning's fingertips sliced through the air, missing by only an inch, ultimately failing to touch Marquis Chu's throat.

He withdrew his hands and stood firm again, looking at Marquis Chu three zhang away; the contempt in his eyes finally lessened a bit.

"Not bad. To be able to break free from my grasp, you have enough to be proud of."

Marquis Chu moved his right arm, which had gone somewhat numb from the entanglement, and grinned.

"Is that so?"