Qin Mo took out two pieces.
Since Qin Mo was dealing with two people and releasing dual Fire Dragon Skills, he naturally required more White Crystal to restore his Spirit Body than Xia Ye did.
Xia Ye continued to employ the same old trick, resisting, waiting for Qin Mo’s Spirit Body to give out, while Nanmen Chang continued to close in on Qin Mo, looking for an opportunity to defeat him.
Despite not succeeding all this time, Xia Ye had long dismissed the idea he had yesterday.
How could Qin Mo possibly be using them as sparring partners for his Fire Dragon Skill?
If this went on, Qin Mo’s supply of White Crystal would eventually run dry, leaving him at their mercy.
Who would practice the Vein Technique so recklessly?
"Ah!"
Suddenly, a cry of agony pierced the air.
A Freelancer Post fighter lay in a pool of blood, hands tightly gripping the long knife stabbed into his chest, glaring in defiance at his opponent.
His opponent fiercely pulled out the knife and kicked him flying.
The sight of this stirred mixed emotions among the crowd. The Hundred Sects Alliance felt joy, while sorrow belonged to the Freelancer Post.
Those who could make it to the rookie rankings were all one-in-a-million talents.
Yet today, they fell in the Demon Realm, becoming a sacrifice under the enemy’s blade, a beast’s meal.
What a pity!
Seeing this, Xia Ye felt joy and said, "Friend, go help take down Fang Weiqi. If Fang Weiqi falls, the defeat of the Freelancer Post will be inevitable today!"
"Got it!" said the man, raising his long knife and charging toward Fang Weiqi.
Naturally, these words reached Qin Mo’s ears, stirring anxiety within him, but he still couldn’t find the breakthrough feeling for the Fire Dragon Skill.
Unlike his Realm, which could break through with a cold water stimulus, it wasn’t so simple.
If the breakthrough feeling for the Fire Dragon Skill could come sooner, Qin Mo believed that man wouldn’t have had to die, and only the Hundred Sects Alliance would have.
"Not much White Crystal left, either." Upon probing the Storage Ring for the remaining White Crystals, Qin Mo decided to further pressure himself.
Two aren’t enough, then three it will be.
Target locked, Hong Wu.
With Hong Wu, the Three Heroes of the Xia Family were complete!
Just as the Fire Dragon was about to be unleashed, a familiar voice suddenly called out.
"Qin Mo, we’re here!"
"You’re in a fight and didn’t call me."
The first voice was Huai Ye’s.
The second voice was Lin Kewu’s.
Qin Mo couldn’t help but smile and glance toward the two.
"Good timing!"
Qin Mo’s sigh had barely fallen when Nanmen Chang closed in, the massive Barbaric Demon Illusion crashing into him. Unable to dodge, Qin Mo had to activate his Fire Spirit Body to withstand the impact.
After retreating over ten steps, Qin Mo finally steadied himself, then quickly used the Fire Dragon Skill to fend off the pursuing Nanmen Chang once more.
Seeing this, Huai Ye shouted, "Qin Mo, are you alright?"
"How dare you hit my senior brother!" Lin Kewu grasped the Fire Rod and swiftly rushed toward Qin Mo.
Qin Mo quickly responded, "I’m fine, you two go help the friends from the Freelancer Post, these three are mine."
Huai Ye asked, "You sure?"
"Sure!" Qin Mo nodded.
Huai Ye and Lin Kewu exchanged a glance, and without much thought, since Qin Mo said they shouldn’t help, they went to assist the Freelancer Post.
Huai Ye let out an angry curse, then immediately sent a Flying Sword toward the nearest enemy.
Lin Kewu excitedly leaped high and, wielding his Fire Rod, revealed his newly broken Upper Profound Realm Qi, descending upon the nearest Upper Profound Realm expert.
Over on Qin Mo’s side, upon hearing Qin Mo’s words, Xia Ye sneered and said, "Do you think you alone can really defeat all three of us?"
"Three!"
With that, Xia Ye paused for a moment.
One...
Two...
Including Nanmen Chang, weren’t they only two?
Just as he was in a daze, a Fire Dragon charged toward Hong Wu in the distance. At this moment, Hong Wu was engaged in a fierce battle with a Middle Profound Realm expert from the Freelancer Post. The Fire Dragon surged forth, and Hong Wu had no chance to dodge.
"You intend to draw Hong Wu in as well!"
The feeling that had vanished suddenly returned.
Qin Mo was indeed using them to refine his Fire Dragon Skill!
Treating them as mere tools!
His initial guess was indeed correct.
Otherwise, who would intensify pressure on themselves at a time like this?
The pressure was merely for one situation— hoping to use it to break through.
Having just reached the Middle Profound Realm, it was impossible for Qin Mo to reach the Upper Profound Realm through pressure alone, the only possibility was the continuously used Fire Dragon Skill.
Thinking this, Xia Ye urgently shouted, "Brother, don’t hurry to kill Fang Weiqi yet, come help me first, let’s eliminate this Qin Mo!"