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Golden City, City Lord's Mansion.
After agreeing to collaborate with Ma Teng, Mo Yu and the Black Bat King temporarily stayed at the City Lord's Mansion.
In the resting chamber, Mo Yu sat cross-legged on a bed with his eyes closed. Before him floated an intangible Thunder Soul radiating an immense spatial energy—a Thunder Soul known as the Flash Void Breaking Thunder.
At this moment, the Flash Void Breaking Thunder had undergone a significant transformation. Invisible electric currents swirled around Mo Yu, exuding a powerful spatial force as if capable of tearing through space itself.
"Indeed, the Golden Warhorse Clan's spatial treasures live up to their reputation," Mo Yu remarked with a faint smile as his silvery eyes opened.
Ever since Ma Teng had gifted him a gray storage ring filled with various spatial treasures, Mo Yu had eagerly begun feeding them to the Flash Void Breaking Thunder.
In just two days, the thunder soul absorbed enough spatial energy to rapidly grow, reaching the late stages of maturity. It was now only a step away from its peak state.
However, that final step was a particularly difficult one to cross.
Fortunately, with the alliance formed between him and Ma Teng, Mo Yu anticipated substantial rewards if Ma Teng succeeded in becoming the patriach of the Golden Warhorse Clan.
With the clan's backing, pushing the Flash Void Breaking Thunder to its peak should be considerably easier than he had initially expected.
A smile crept onto Mo Yu's lips. The once-troublesome matter of the thunder now seemed much less daunting.
At its peak, the Flash Void Breaking Thunder could only be countered by a Dou Zun expert. Against anyone else, it would be nearly unstoppable.
Even if experts from the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion came after him, he would have a trump card in hand.
While he was lost in thought, loud and chaotic voices suddenly erupted from outside, causing Mo Yu to frown slightly.
He stored the Thunder Soul, descended from the bed, and opened the door. What greeted him was the sight of two groups in a heated standoff in the courtyard.
One group was led by the Black Bat King, guarding Mo Yu's door. The other consisted of a small but elite squad of over a dozen Golden Warhorse guards.
Seeing the guards, Mo Yu's brows furrowed.
"You must be Mo Yu, the human the City Lord announced as Miss Yunluo's fiancé?"
A burly centaur with a grim expression stepped forward. His upper body was packed with terrifying muscles.
"Who are you?" Mo Yu asked calmly, already guessing the reason for the confrontation.
"Hmph, I am Ma Tie, captain of the third unit of the city guards," the centaur sneered. "Miss Yunluo is far out of your league. If you're sensible, you'll annul the engagement yourself. Otherwise, don't blame me for taking action!"
"Arrogant fool! Do you think you're worthy of speaking to my master like this?"
The Black Bat King snorted coldly and leaped forward, landing in front of Mo Yu with a taunting smile. "If you want to get to my master, you'll have to get through me first!"
"Black Bat King, this is the City Lord's Mansion! You won't be allowed to act presumptuously here. Guards, form ranks!"
Ma Tie's face turned grim as he commanded his men to prepare for battle against the formidable seventh-grade magical beast.
"Enough, Ma Tie! Stand down!"
A clear and authoritative voice echoed, cutting through the tension. A golden-robed woman and a white-haired, yellow-eyed elder descended from the sky.
"It's Miss Yunluo and Elder Ma You!"
The arrival of the duo immediately halted the confrontation. Ma Tie and his guards quickly stepped forward to greet them respectfully.
Mo Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. He had met Ma Yunluo two days prior, but this was his first encounter with Elder Ma You.
Sensing the elder's aura, Mo Yu's expression shifted slightly. This unassuming old man was no weaker than Elder Hei Jian from the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion.
An eight-star Dou Zong! The Golden Warhorse Clan truly had an extraordinary foundation.
While Mo Yu sized up the elder, Ma Yunluo and Ma You approached him.
"Mo Yu, this is my fifth granduncle," Ma Yunluo introduced somewhat awkwardly. "He is also a clan elder and one of my father's supporters within the Golden Warhorse Clan."
Her face reddened slightly as she glanced at the silver-eyed young man before her.
Since their last meeting, Ma Teng had publicized her engagement to Mo Yu, causing an uproar within the clan and the city.
As Ma Teng's only daughter and the most beautiful woman of the Golden Warhorse Clan, Ma Yunluo had attracted countless suitors.
The announcement of her engagement to Mo Yu triggered envy and resentment from many. Ma Tie, one of her most ardent pursuers, was no exception.
Noticing her blush, Ma Tie's face darkened with jealousy, his gaze toward Mo Yu brimming with hostility.
Mo Yu remained calm and composed, bowing slightly toward the elder. "Junior Mo Yu greets Elder Ma."
Ma You observed Mo Yu's unfathomable eyes and stroked his beard with a faint smile. "It seems the City Lord has found quite the son-in-law. Young man, if you ever need assistance in Golden City, feel free to seek me out."
Turning to the Black Bat King, he added, "I didn't expect you, a mountain king, to submit to someone else. But rest assured, no harm will come to Mo Yu within the City Lord's Mansion."
The Black Bat King stood motionless, his loyalty unshaken by the elder's words.
Mo Yu gestured for the Black Bat King to stand down, and the beast reluctantly complied, retreating to his side.
Ma You's golden eyes narrowed slightly as he observed the interaction. He had heard of the Black Bat King's reputation as a dominant figure in the Western Region, yet he now seemed utterly devoted to Mo Yu.
This young man was indeed extraordinary, just as the City Lord had claimed.
Meanwhile, Ma Tie stepped forward, his voice cold. "Elder, how can a mere human be worthy of Miss Yunluo? I also heard the City Lord intends for him to fight Young Master Ma Chao in her stead. I refuse to accept this! I challenge him to a duel to prove whether he has what it takes!"
As Ma Tie's declaration rang out, his guards began shouting in agreement.
Before Ma You could respond, Mo Yu stepped forward, his voice calm yet piercing.
"Three moves. If you can withstand three moves, I'll consider it your win."
His words left the courtyard in stunned silence. Even Ma You and Ma Yunluo were momentarily taken aback.
Three moves to defeat Ma Tie?
Ma Tie was a peak sixth-tier magical beast, equivalent to a nine-star Dou Huang. He was second only to Ma Chao among the younger generation of the clan.
This declaration was undeniably bold.
Ma You chuckled after a brief pause. "It seems young Mo Yu is very confident in his abilities."
The fact that Mo Yu dared to make such a bold claim in front of him—if it wasn't mere bluffing—meant he truly had confidence in his strength. In this situation, Ma You hoped it was the latter.
Within the clan, Ma You supported the second branch, led by Ma Teng, and naturally wished for Ma Teng's line to take the position of patriach.
However, Ma Yunlu's strength was far inferior to that of Ma Chao from the first branch. If Mo Yu could replace the second branch and secure victory, their chances of success would greatly increase.
"Mo Yu, are you sure you can handle it? Ma Tie has cultivated wind-based techniques, and movement skills are a natural strength of the Golden Warhorse Clan," Ma Yunlu hesitated for a moment before timidly reminding him.
Hearing Ma Yunlu's concern, Mo Yu was momentarily taken aback. He then waved his hand casually and said, "Don't worry. Since Lord Ma believes in me, if I don't perform well, it would indeed be my failure."
"Hmph! Damn human, how dare you look down on me? Today, I'll teach you a painful lesson!"
Seeing Mo Yu underestimate him, Ma Tie sneered coldly. Drawing his broadsword, his four equine legs stomped forward. A surge of powerful energy erupted from his body like a tide.
Whirlwinds quickly formed around Ma Tie, and the fierce gusts swept away all the dust on the floor of the hall.
"Be careful..."
Noticing Ma Tie channeling his energy, Ma Yunlu hurriedly retreated, her voice tinged with worry as she issued a warning.
Mo Yu's expression remained unchanged. He stood still, not moving an inch, his clothes billowing in the incoming winds. However, his silver eyes sparkled with growing interest.
"As expected, this is the aura of Dou Techniques. It seems the Golden Warhorse Clan is indeed extraordinary..."
Although he had already heard that the Golden Warhorse Clan could learn techniques and Dou Skills, seeing a magical beast perform a Dou Skill right before him still left Mo Yu slightly surprised.
Dense wind vortices gathered around Ma Tie's four legs. With a sharp shout, Ma Tie stomped fiercely!
"Hiss!"
As his hooves struck the ground, a fierce gale rose, and Ma Tie's figure instantly vanished within the roaring winds.
Mo Yu's silver eyes narrowed slightly. In the next moment, his body unexpectedly shifted to the left, and just as he moved, a broadsword cloaked in potent energy grazed past him.
"What keen senses! Gale Ghost Steps!"
Having his perfectly executed strike miss, Ma Tie's expression grew serious. With a deep shout, the dense green energy swirling around him intensified, emitting a suction force that forced the audience in the courtyard to retreat hastily.
As the suction force surged, Ma Tie's speed increased significantly. With a sharp whistle, he transformed into a streak of green light, shooting straight toward Mo Yu. Yet, with an unpredictable and bizarre movement, Mo Yu once again evaded him.
"Gale Ghost Steps! Azure Tempest Slash!"
Ma Tie's face turned a shade of green. Four deep green whirlwinds spun wildly around his four legs, their rapid rotations shattering the hard floor, exposing the dirt beneath.
Launching consecutive ultimate moves, Ma Tie let out an enraged cry. His body spun, transforming into a whirlwind that encircled Mo Yu at a distance of about ten feet, creating a deadly vortex!
The four whirlwinds erupted with eerie howling sounds, spinning madly toward Mo Yu in the center.
"Let's see how you dodge this time!" Ma Tie sneered as he observed Mo Yu trapped by his attack.
"Condense!"
Just as Ma Tie's laughter faded, a soft but firm voice rang out from within the four whirlwinds. The space trembled slightly, and the spinning whirlwinds came to a momentary halt!
In that instant of stillness, a streak of lightning shot out like a ghost, transforming into a human figure.
The figure appeared in front of Ma Tie without warning. With a simple punch, it felt like a mountain was crashing down, sending Ma Tie flying.
After performing this effortlessly, the figure calmly revealed itself to everyone.
"It's over."
Mo Yu casually dusted off his hands as if swatting away a mere mosquito, his tone indifferent.
"Spatial power? Are you a Dou Zong?"
After a brief moment of stunned silence, the battered Ma Tie, supported by his subordinates, stood up. His face turned pale with shock as he blurted out.
The spatial distortion that had stopped the whirlwinds and the strength of the punch that sent him flying could only belong to a Dou Zong.
Not only was Ma Tie shocked, but everyone else in the courtyard, including Ma You, displayed varying degrees of astonishment on their faces.
"I just recently broke through. You're the first opponent I've faced since advancing to Dou Zong," Mo Yu said calmly.
His words caused the audience's hearts to skip a beat. This human youth appeared to be only around twenty years old. A Dou Zong at such a young age—could he truly be a genius among geniuses?
Even Ma Tie, who had been hostile toward Mo Yu, now wore an expression of utter dismay.
A Dou Zong was equivalent to a seventh-grade magical beast. Even within the Golden Warhorse Clan, such strength was formidable, let alone in someone so young.
Previously, he had thought this human wasn't worthy of the city lord's daughter. Now, he realized the real fool was himself!
"Brother Mo Yu, you are truly astonishing. A Dou Zong at such a young age—perhaps even the Four Pavilion's top disciples are not your equal. One can only wonder, who is your teacher..."
As he spoke the last sentence, Ma You gave Mo Yu a meaningful look. However, seeing that Mo Yu's expression remained unchanged, he tactfully refrained from pressing further.
Exhaling lightly, Ma You's gaze shifted to Ma Yunlu, and he smiled. "The city lord's judgment is indeed excellent..."
This suggestive comment immediately caused Ma Yunlu's delicate face to flush a deep red.
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