Immortality Through Array Formations Chapter 2131 Chapter 1005: Decapitation Match (Part 3)

Yet in the very next moment, his expression twisted dramatically.

The flames burst outward, the atmosphere churned violently, and the Gui Water Sect disciple's sword trembled while his hand ached intensely, compelling him to stagger back two paces.

"This attack... is it possibly the Fireball Technique?"

He struggled to accept the thought.

From the outside, it appeared unchanged, merely a bit deeper in hue, yet its might greatly exceeded the standard Fireball Technique.

Without feeling it firsthand, no one could grasp its true force.

"As expected... the Formation Leader has real skill..."

The Gui Water Sect disciple pondered inwardly.

Still, the Fireball Technique remained just that—a Fireball Technique.

They had finally grasped this chance; slaying Mo Hua would mean triumph.

Even against a mere rabbit, a lion unleashes its full might.

Right now, total commitment was essential, leaving no room for the slightest mistake.

Determination hardened in the Gui Water Sect disciple's eyes as he repeated his strategy, dissolving into vapor, aiming to leverage the "Water Shadow Step" invisibility to charge straight into the grove and drag Mo Hua out.

However, the instant he activated Water Shadow Step and his figure morphed into fog, a fireball—as if it possessed "eyes"—struck him with pinpoint accuracy.

The Dao Discussion Jade flickered dimly.

Scorching heat and explosive agony coursed through his form.

The Gui Water Sect disciple reeled back a few more steps, shock slowly creeping across his features:

"How... how did the Fireball Technique find me again?"

"What's happening here?"

"I performed the refined 'Water Shadow Step' perfectly, with watery illusions to confuse and mist to veil vision—how did he still land the hit?"

Confusion gripped the Gui Water Sect disciple.

Within the little woodland, Mo Hua smirked inwardly with chill disdain:

"Daring to use Water Shadow Step against me? It's like a foolish child bowing to its elder—utterly amusing..."

His finger extended once more, launching another Fireball Technique that hurtled forward with fury.

The Gui Water Sect disciple braced his defenses rigidly, only to be shoved back several feet yet again, while the Dao Discussion Jade's "health" dipped a little further.

Irritation and a touch of alarm stirred within him.

"It has to be pure luck!"

"I've honed Water Shadow Step for more than ten years, invested endless toil—how could anyone pierce it so effortlessly?"

"I refuse to accept this!"

He pressed on with Water Shadow Step, edging toward the grove, and predictably, another Fireball Technique exploded right on target, repelling him.

This Fireball Technique struck swift, precise, and ruthless, as though guided by sight straight at him.

No matter how he maxed out Water Shadow Step, he couldn't dodge this fateful Fireball Technique.

The Gui Water Sect disciple nearly spat blood in frustration.

"Curse it! How obsessed must one be to refine the Fireball Technique to such a level?!" Meanwhile, deep regret gnawed at him.

Water Shadow Step advanced, Fireball Technique repelled—after a few exchanges, the moment to breach the woods and "decapitate" Mo Hua had slipped away.

Cheng Mo, Ouyang Xuan, and Situ Jian drew nearer.

Soon, the clash reignited fiercely among all.

Taixu Gate still faced four against five.

But this round felt distinct, for from the woods, fireballs sporadically shot out, hitting the Gui Water Sect disciples with deadly precision.

Not just rapid, but potent enough to demand divided focus for defense, keeping them wary and draining their spirit.

Suddenly, the Gui Water Sect disciples sensed mounting strain.

And bolstered by Mo Hua's Fireball Technique, Taixu Gate's lineup evolved.

Cheng Mo held the forefront, swinging his dual Mountain Splitting Axes with bold prowess.

Situ Jian shifted to protective stance, shielding Linghu Xiao upfront, wielding the Li Fire Sword to parry foes and grant Linghu Xiao space to amass Chongxu Sword Qi.

With the forward guard stabilized, Linghu Xiao unleashed assaults, slashing with Sword Qi.

Ouyang Xuan served as the spearhead, pinning down the adversaries.

Mo Hua hid in the woods, firing Fireball Technique for aid, oversight, and command of the fray.

One to defend, one to guard, one to strike, one to lead the charge.

Plus Mo Hua providing "support."

Thus, Taixu Gate's setup started to solidify.

Before the woods, figures clashed in shadows, Sword Qi roared, fireballs soared, painting a scene of raw intensity.

Facing Gui Water Sect squarely, they held firm without retreat.

And the most vexing element was Mo Hua's Fireball Technique.

In the heat of combat, any Gui Water Sect disciple exposing a weakness would surely get nailed by Fireball Technique.

Any bold aggressor would face interception from Fireball Technique.

Any trying Water Escape would endure a barrage of Fireball Technique.

Any wounded would take another hit, worsening the harm.

Encompassing control, timely saves, disruptions, scouting, and bonus strikes all in one.

Mo Hua wielded his Fireball Technique with expert finesse.

Especially since he lurked unseen in the woods, never emerging, merely "joining" via Fireball Technique, which added an enigmatic aura that weighed heavily on the Gui Water Sect group.

That said, this was how Gui Water Sect perceived it.

The onlookers beyond experienced something entirely else.

Gui Water Sect disciples couldn't spot Mo Hua, making it seem eerie, but the audience could observe clearly.

On the vast Fang Tian projection overhead, Mo Hua's figure appeared vividly.

He crouched in the small woods, fingers darting nimbly, hurling fireballs outward.

It resembled mere child's play.

In the projection's overhead angle, relying solely on sight, viewers couldn't capture the velocity, strength, accuracy, or the despair of suppression and dominance by Fireball Technique.

They deemed it somewhat "absurd."

This was the Qian Learning State Boundary's Sword Discussion Conference, drawing geniuses from Nine States' clans, uniting talents from Four Sects, Eight Gates, and Twelve Streams—a majestic arena of sword clashes and contests.

In such a spectacle, when had a basic Qi Refinement spell like Fireball Technique ever starred?

Even more outrageous: fearing the Fireball Technique?

"That Gui Water Sect disciple, skilled in Water Shadow Step, nearly reached the woods' edge—rushing in to fell Mo Hua ought to clinch the win?"

"Retreated after two Fireball Technique blasts?"

"What's so scary about a simple Fireball Technique?"

"Precisely, the rest of Gui Water Sect's disciples seem inept as well—battling forever, all tagged by Fireball Technique, none evading."

"How does one even dodge it?"

"This Fireball Technique drags down the Sword Discussion Conference's prestige..."

"Couldn't agree more..."

Common disciples and cultivators, lacking direct exposure, chattered animatedly.

However, certain top disciples, sect elders, and clan heads furrowed their brows.

Drawing from vast expertise and deep spell insight.

Even with the Fang Tian projection's visual flaws, they discerned underlying subtleties.

It wasn't incompetence from Gui Water Sect disciples, but this Fireball Technique truly stood out...

...

The sword debate raged onward in the arena.

Aided by the superb Fireball Technique, Taixu Gate slowly seized advantage.

Qin Cangliu's brow creased.

He understood well that, under these conditions, breaching the small forest to eliminate Mo Hua, the "key figure," proved improbable.

If that path closed, a direct onslaught became the sole path.

Overpowering Linghu Xiao, "eliminating" the other Taixu Gate members, then surging into the woods to strike down the sneaky, Fireball Technique-savvy Mo Hua.

Here, victory hinged on the prodigies' displays.

Turning the battle, flipping the momentum beyond ordinary feats—that defined the genuine "destined heirs" of noble houses.

Lacking the power to shatter the deadlock, one fell short of prodigy status.

Dazzling aquatic glow, akin to a roiling ocean, gathered on Qin Cangliu's blade, erupting the sword aura into breathtaking force.

His stare, ruthless and frosty, fixed unyieldingly on Linghu Xiao.

Linghu Xiao stayed composed, though his gaze burned with combat fervor, Sword Qi flaring around him.

Their eyes met, sword auras slicing like knives through the emptiness.

All observing cultivators tensed up, then gleamed with eager expectation.

They sensed the imminent fight embodied Qianxue Debate's core, the authentic "prodigy showdown"...