The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood Chapter 1325 - 1326: Duel or Brawl

"Bold!"

Wangchen finally lost his temper and shouted, "What kind of thing are you, to dare question my Wraith Clan?"

"I am not questioning the Wraith Clan. You changed your mind at the last minute only because you fear things might go awry, especially in the inner area where someone might grab auction items by force."

Ye Mo said calmly.

"Since you know, why are you still wasting words here?"

Wangchen said impatiently.

"But I don’t believe our strength is inferior to the experts brought in by your Wraith Clan."

Ye Mo’s voice was calm, causing the hearts of everyone in the hall to tremble violently.

Especially Wangchen, it seemed he heard the most incredible words. To know that these people were elite selected from his branch of the Wraith Clan, each has the strength to fight ten.

This time, he had chosen elites not just to maintain the auction but to deal with the Dead Soul Royal Family.

While the people Zhu Jiu invited were all reckless adventurers, whom he viewed as completely unworthy martial artists.

"Very good!"

The leader of the Divine Venerable Three Souls uttered with a voice, staring at Ye Mo, his gaze sharpening. The opponent was clearly trying to provoke people from the Wraith Clan.

In that case, naturally, a battle was inevitable.

Besides, there’s still time before the auction starts, it’s a good opportunity to let these adventurers know the strength of the strongest tribe from Wraith Land.

"Since you say your strength may not be inferior to ours, then I, Zhan Jun, want to see what kind of capability you haphazardly assembled escort team possesses that qualifies you to rival our elite from the Wraith Clan."

Zhan Jun’s body radiated a strong intent to fight. Though he was not a direct member of the Wraith Clan, he joined through his own efforts, qualifying through the assessment to enter Wraith Clan, proving that his talents and strength were not weak.

Once inside the Wraith Clan, it’s akin to having a noble label on one’s body. To adventurers like Ye Mo, he felt disdain.

These martial artists hired daily, mere brutes, how could they compare to the elites entering the Wraith Clan? Since this Ye Mo was so reckless, he needed to assert his dominance here.

"Haha, a contest will clear up everything."

Ye Mo smiled and continued, "But I’ll say upfront, if you lose, we’ll be in charge of the inner area."

Entering the inner area allows one to witness the entire auction process. Even if he couldn’t bid, Zhu Jiu could bid for him.

"Fine, if you can defeat me, I’ll let you handle the inner area’s safety. But hopefully you don’t lose too badly. How will you compete?"

Zhan Jun’s voice carried a sarcastic tone, those qualified to enter the Wraith Clan certainly possess superior strength.

"Contest."

Ye Mo’s lips curled into a smirk, "Two options, either I duel with you, or I fight all of you alone."

"A brawl would be too bothersome. I’ll fight you alone; if I win, you can oversee inner area’s security."

Zhan Jun spoke, then suddenly sensed something amiss, "What did you say? You want to fight all of us?"

Even Wangchen misunderstood Ye Mo because a brawl was usually between two groups, but he actually wanted to confront them all by himself.

"To deal with you, I don’t need my subordinates. I alone am enough."

Ye Mo coldly said with his hands clasped behind his back.

"Courting death!"

Zhan Jun roared, and a violent aura exploded from him. His body moved, leaping into the air, he slapped downward towards Ye Mo. The terrifying momentum surged like a flood, causing the nearby guards’ faces to change drastically.

"Soul Devil Thunder!"

Ye Mo whispered, activating spiritual energy. A flash in his eyes sent a black magic thunder shining out, violently attacking Zhan Jun.

"What?"

Zhan Jun obviously didn’t anticipate Ye Mo releasing a spiritual attack right away. Regardless of one’s soul cultivation level, releasing spiritual attacks consumes spiritual energy, and once depleted, it leads to spiritual exhaustion, putting the martial artist in a dizzy state, decreasing strength.

Continuous soul technique release may even cause fainting unless one’s Soul Body is exceptionally strong.

So, martial artists typically don’t release soul techniques unless necessary.

Swoosh!

However, Zhan Jun quickly regained awareness, his body shifted, transforming into an afterimage, disappearing from the spot while Ye Mo’s Soul Devil Thunder gradually dissipated after flying a certain distance.

"You could dodge my spiritual attack."

Ye Mo was shocked, but his body still didn’t move. Suddenly, an afterimage appeared behind him, circulating a yin-yang pattern in the hand, mixed with extreme fiery flames and icy cold energy, it violently struck towards Ye Mo.