Bloodfire Ascension: The Rise of the Forsaken

The Shattered Mo Cheng

One step to kill Mo Cheng?

The Ironclad Order disciples glared at Tianyun with sarcasm. His cultivation base was clearly strong, but maybe his pride made him overlook the reality of the situation.

Celestine Academy's disciples shook their heads. It was only a single win, but already he was this arrogant? Such pride would surely be his downfall. Mo Cheng's cultivation was unusually high—few could keep up with him at such a young age. More importantly, Aldric's arrogance only served to demoralize them.

"First move!"

Mo Cheng finished his short dialogue with Aldric and took a step forward. His body dissolved as he rushed toward Tianyun, coming and going at random before him.

"This is the secret art of the Ironclad Order, Floating Cloud Steps!" Lady Seraphine scowled. This method was famously challenging to master, but Mo Cheng had mastered it.

Aldric observed Mo Cheng at a distance but was taken aback when, before he knew it, he was already there. Reflexively, Aldric defended himself by raising his hand to meet the oncoming attack—only to have Mo Cheng disappear once more.

There was a flash of danger. In the next instant, Mo Cheng appeared behind him!

The students of Celestine Academy gasped as they witnessed the scene before them. Mo Cheng's speed was just too quick—Aldric did not have time to avoid him. If the attack hit, he would be gravely hurt.

Mo Cheng's good-looking face contorted into a cruel look, his punch straight for Aldric.

"Awwwk!"

A piercing cry was heard by an eagle that struck the air because Aldric immediately jumped in mid-air. Pouncing like a hunting eagle, he plunged directly and seized his target with lethal accuracy.

After Tianyun shackled Mo Cheng, he began to cast the Absorbing Star Great Technique. Spiritual power poured into him, and promptings buzzed non-stop inside his head.

"+5 EXP, +6 EXP, +4 EXP…"

With Mo Cheng's extremely high cultivation level, the experience gained was tremendous. In a matter of seconds, half of Mo Cheng's spiritual power had been sucked in!

"What is this evil technique?"

Mo Cheng was aghast. He tried to struggle free, but Aldric's hold would not be loosened. Hopelessness flashed across Mo Cheng's eyes as he attempted to lash out with his free hand, but Aldric was quicker—his other hand forming an eagle claw, closing around Mo Cheng's attacking arm and leaving him totally immobilized.

"Eagle Claw Art!"

His eyes were piercing and unwavering. Even though the Eagle Claw Art was not a rare skill, it was still powerful. Did Celestine Academy even have such martial arts?

"Release me!" Mo Cheng shuddered, wildly struggling like a caged beast. His spiritual energy kept being drained, his face contorted with desperation.

But why would Aldric release him? This was free experience for him!

As he continued to absorb energy, Mo Cheng's expression turned sly, and he suddenly shouted, "I can’t lose!" With that, he opened his palm, revealing a suspicious-looking black ball that he had been hiding all along.

Aldric, ever cautious, reacted instantly. He launched a powerful kick, sending Mo Cheng flying into the air.

Mo Cheng was thrown high, still clutching the black ball in his hand.

Then, in midair, the unexpected happened—the ball exploded!

The force of the explosion tore through Mo Cheng’s body, blowing him into smithereens.

"What the hell?! He had a bomb!" Aldric was stunned. How could these bastards carry so many hidden weapons? If they couldn't land a hit, they resorted to tricks like this—utterly shameless!

Mo Cheng’s body was sent hurtling off the stage. He rolled across the ground, finally landing flat on his back. His entire form had turned black from the explosion’s impact, and he appeared to have died instantly. The sheer force of the blast had been devastating, leaving no room for survival.

A mechanical voice rang in Aldric’s mind:

"Ding! You killed Mo Cheng and gained 800 EXP, 35 Crazy Points, Floating Cloud Steps movement technique, and a Recovery Pill!"

"I got his movement technique!" Aldric’s face lit up with joy. This ability transformed the user into a specter-like figure, making it invaluable for both evasion and surprise attacks—exactly what he wanted.

"Lost…" Lord Gregor muttered, his eyes filled with disbelief. Mo Cheng, one of their strongest fighters, had been eliminated so easily. The shocking outcome left them in stunned silence.

Their top disciples had fallen. How could they win now? Trick or not, the fact remained—Mo Cheng had been defeated, even if it was by his own weapon.

"He won… He really won! Young Master, you are incredible!"

"Young Master, you’re too strong!"

"Aldric actually defeated Mo Cheng… Is this real?!"

Xiaolian screamed in excitement. She had cared for Aldric for a long time, treating him like a younger brother. Now, seeing him triumph over a genius from the Ironclad Order, how could she not celebrate?

Even the female disciples of Celestine Academy cheered for him. Their academy was no longer the underdog—Ironclad Order was!

Despite his victory, Aldric felt a tinge of regret. He had hoped to absorb more EXP using the Absorbing Stars Great Technique, but Mo Cheng’s self-destruction had cut that short.

"The disciples of Ironclad Order only know how to cheat!" Aldric’s voice was cold. "This time, he died by his own hidden weapon. If you can’t control it properly, don’t use it!" He knew that if he hadn’t reacted in time, he would have been blown to pieces alongside Mo Cheng.

Lady Seraphine stepped forward, her tone sharp. "Elder Zhao, you need to explain this! The battle between Aldric and Ferran was a life-or-death match—that was understandable. But was this supposed to be one too?" Her anger was justified. This wasn’t the first time Ironclad Order had pulled such underhanded tactics, and this time, it was even worse.

Lord Gregor clenched his fists, his face dark with frustration. "This was a mistake, but since the perpetrator is already dead, there’s no need to dwell on it any further." His words were hollow, his rage evident. Losing Mo Cheng, one of his most talented disciples, was a devastating blow. His hatred for Aldric burned stronger than ever.

Mo Cheng’s self-destruction hadn’t been planned by Ironclad Order—it had been his own desperate, reckless decision. And now, he had paid the ultimate price for it.

Aldric’s sharp gaze swept across the remaining opponents. "No need for excuses. Send out your last fighter—you can choose whoever you like."

His unwavering confidence sent a chill down the spines of those watching.

"Aldric, that’s enough! Leave the rest to us!" Lady Seraphine’s eyes glistened with emotion. Was this truly the same Aldric who had once been called trash? No—he was something far greater. A true genius.

Aldric saw their concern, but he knew he had to finish this himself. After all, his goal wasn’t just to win—it was to grow stronger, gain experience, and collect treasures!

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