The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

Chapter 140 Mo Qian's "Fierce Battle" with Mu Cheng; Mo Qian Begins to Take Over the Match

On the field, Mu Cheng didn't care about any of that. Forget about "Brother Mo"; in Mu Cheng's eyes, only the competition mattered. Everything else was just fluff and couldn't affect her performance.
During the match, Mu Cheng showed no mercy, effortlessly employing various forms of suppressive firepower to completely overwhelm Mo Qian.

Mu Cheng knew Mo Qian too well; she knew exactly which way Mo Qian was going to dodge. Even so, Mo Qian still managed to dodge most of the damage thanks to his exceptional reflexes and hand speed.

"Mu Cheng's snowflake firepower line has fewer flaws, she's improving very quickly—no, this isn't the time to be thinking about that!"

Mo Qian subconsciously adopted the perspective he usually used when teaching Mu Cheng. This is a competition, after all! He needs to wake up!
"Hand speed—liberate!"

Mo Qian removed the restrictions he had always had, and raised his hand speed threshold to the maximum value, which was the highest level of hand speed!
With an APM easily exceeding 1,000, can Su Mucheng withstand it?

The answer was soon revealed. Su Mucheng suddenly realized that she seemed to be finding it increasingly difficult to predict Mo Qian's movements. At first, Mucheng could rely on her understanding of Mo Qian's personality and habits...
She could occasionally land a hit or two, but when Sword Immortal Mo Qian activated his highest speed setting, Mu Cheng found that she could barely catch a glimpse of him anymore; she couldn't find a single opening in his defenses.

"Seven Sword Immortal Techniques - New: Four Techniques Combined into One!"

Mo Qian's character suddenly appeared behind Mu Cheng's character, and the [One Thought God and Demon] in his hand had somehow switched to its awakened greatsword form.
The four combined into one is not the four sword immortal techniques, but rather the swordsman's level 75 skill:
Falling Petals Style: Forced to fall to the ground.

Meteor Style: Extremely fast attack speed.

Breaking through the air: Strong judgment.

Returning Wind Style: Can use sword energy to pull the target's body.

After the Glory update, Mo Qian quickly mastered these four techniques and discarded the old Seven Sword Immortal Techniques without hesitation. The old Seven Sword Immortal Techniques were not very strong, but after combining them with these four techniques, their power became extremely strong!

"Mu Cheng has been captured by the Sword Immortal! Oh no, this damage... should I say, 'As expected of a Sword Immortal?'"

Pan Lin stared in disbelief at the speed at which [Mu Yu Cheng Feng]'s health was dropping; this speed was practically unparalleled in the entire league.

Who is this kind person with such fast typing speed?!
Mo Qian's total hand speed has now exceeded 1000, and his effective hand speed is definitely over 500. This is absolutely not an exaggeration.

"Damn! I told Lao Mo not to hold back, but Lao Mo, you're too honest, going straight for Mu Cheng?"

Ye Xiu had seriously told Mo Qian before the match not to hold back, but at the time Ye Xiu thought Mo Qian would still hold back a little. However, judging from the current situation, Mo Qian intends to use no force at all and decisively take down Mu Cheng.

Mu Cheng quickly shifted her perspective; the shells continued to bombard, but not a single one hit its mark.
"Satellite beam! Magnetic cannon! Armor-piercing cannon! Thermal missile!"

Mu Cheng tried various techniques, but without exception, she missed every time.

Mo Qian's movements are now beyond Mu Cheng's ability to detect. With his endless zigzag movements, coupled with his unparalleled hand speed and slick footwork, Mu Cheng simply cannot touch him. The prerequisite for a skill to hit is to see the enemy or hear the enemy's location. Mu Cheng cannot see Mo Qian at all, so how can she hit him?
"It's ruined—it's ruined!" Tao Xuan looked at the situation on the field with some helplessness. Tao Xuan really wanted to win, but judging from how things were developing, it seemed that Excellent Era's two aces might be taken down by Mo Qian alone.
From the current perspective, it certainly seems possible.

"Hmph! I won't admit defeat so easily!"

Mu Cheng is the ace player of Team Excellent Era; she won't give up so easily.
"Flying Cannon - Combo!" Mu Cheng tried to fly out of Mo Qian's attack range.

"Mu Cheng is very smart! But can this really succeed?"

Pan Lin figured that given Mo Qian's reaction speed, he probably wouldn't let Mu Cheng go.
But what truly astonished Pan Lin was that Mu Cheng had actually gone out!?
"what?"

Pan Lin felt there was something fishy going on, and Ye Xiu thought so too. Old Mo's strength wouldn't allow Mu Cheng to leave.

"Phew—I thought you were really that brave, Lao Mo—"

Ye Xiu initially thought Mo Qian would definitely win over Mu Cheng in one fell swoop, but in reality, Mo Qian had still held back a trick up his sleeve.

"Quantum Cannon!"

Quantum Cannon: It has a strong recoil when charged and fired.

After taking off, Mu Cheng used the recoil of the quantum cannon to dash away in a flash, then quickly turned back to bombard the enemy. The sound of explosions was deafening, but only a few actually hit.
Mo Qian was maneuvering his character around so rapidly that it looked almost like a glitch, but it was actually because Mo Qian's hand speed and movement were so fast that the screen couldn't keep up.

"Old Mo is really a 'frame man' - even the screen can't keep up with his actions."

Old Wei looked at Mo Qian's hand speed with some envy. He was lucky if he could reach half of Old Mo's current hand speed.
Ah—back in the day, I was just as full of vigor and ambition, back then—

Just as Lao Wei was about to begin recounting his heroic tales, everyone else kept their eyes down, completely ignoring his story.
At first, Baozi watched Lao Wei brag with great interest, but after a while, even Baozi couldn't stand it anymore.
"It's like a tortoise chanting scriptures; I won't listen!"

Old Wei looked at his teammates with a pained expression.
"I'm telling the truth. Back in the day, I was quite the dashing and handsome man. My hand speed was once over 700 apm!"

That's true; Wei's hand speed back then could indeed reach that number. However, it's unnecessary to elaborate on how much of that was exaggerated; those who know, know.

Old Wei's effective hand speed ratio is quite low—

Old Wei has now reached the age where he can only look back at Mo Qian's hand speed and reminisce about the past, even though Mo Qian and Ye Xiu are also veteran players.
But Lao Wei was genuinely envious. These two seemed to have stopped growing; their vitality didn't decrease but rather increased, as if they were aging in reverse.
"Why hasn't Lao Mo taken it down yet? This isn't like the Mo Qian we used to know."

Wei Chen looked at the match field with a puzzled expression. Mo Qian was clearly dominating the game, practically controlling it, so why did the match still look so intense?
(End of this chapter)