Chapter 187: Martial Soul's First Debut
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In the sixth fighting ring, some martial artists started to challenge Su Mo.
Su Mo was still going strong. With his physical body strength that was equivalent to the combat strength of a martial artist at Lv 7 Spiritual Martial Realm and the strength of his partial genuine Qi, he was unstoppable.
Afterall, most martial artists did not have the ability to fight above their level. Geniuses like Xiang Bo were rare and few.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Any martial artist that challenged Su Mo was blasted off the fighting ring by his overwhelming strength.
It was then, that five figures appeared at the entrance of the sixth fighting ring.
They were old and young alike, and even a gorgeous lady.
All of them were martial artists that worked for Four Seas Fighting Ring. Their duty was to stop the winning streak of the challengers.
The five of them were all at the Peak Lv 6 Spiritual Martial Realm. They had powerful combat strength and were not much weaker than Xiang Bo.
They might have lost to Xiang Bo in terms of talent in cultivation, but they were certainly equivalent in terms of fighting above their level.
The higher-ups of Four Seas Fighting Ring had spent lots of time and resources in improving their combat strength.
"This guy is powerful indeed! No wonder the higher-ups summoned all of us!"
The long-haired youth complimented Su Mo, while they were watching his fight.
"Bloody Hand, you can go first! Help us test the water!" the bony old man said to the tall youth beside him.
"Ok!"
The tall youth replied while nodding his head indifferently.
After a brief moment, the tall youth dashed into the fighting ring like an arrow towards Su Mo, who had just defeated another opponent.
"Look, it's Bloody Hand!"
"Seems like Four Seas Fighting Ring is doing something about it!"
Many people on the spectators stand recognized Bloody Hand and started shouting in awe.
Bloody Hand was often sent to stop challenger's winning streaks, so many people were familiar with him.
In fact, Bloody Hand was so powerful that not many could even last three attacks from him.
"I'm Bloody Hand, here to take you on!" Bloody Hand cupped his hands at Su Mo and said.
Bloody Hand dared not underestimate Su Mo at all. In fact, he was dead serious.
His Martial Soul, cultivation method and martial arts techniques were related to blood. Hence, he had a strong sense of reaction towards Qi blood.
In his detection, Su Mo was not a human, but more like a post-archean beast with Blood Qi as vast as a river.
Hence, Bloody Hand was vigilant.
Buzz!
Bloody Hand released his Martial Soul right off the bat.
His Martial Soul was similar to his name, it was a sanguine palm. One could even see the blood flowing on the palm. It was a terrifying sight to behold.
His Martial Soul was not Rank 9 Human Class, just Rank 8.
Immediately, Bloody Hand's vigor grew explosively. His body, and even his genuine Qi, turned sanguine.
Su Mo squinted his eyes. Bloody Hand's vigor was not much weaker than that of Xiang Bo.
Boom!
Bloody Hand moved. He rose into the air and slapped down with his palm.
"Blood Devil's Great Handprint!"
Bloody Hand cried out loudly. A sanguine palm print struck toward Su Mo with an overbearing and bloody intensity.
Su Mo's genuine Qi surged. Just as he was about to be struck, he suddenly paused.
His Devouring Martial Spirit had started to tremble.
Su Mo had a sudden realization. Could it be that his Martial Spirit had detected the Blood Qi in Bloody Hand's attack?
Su Mo then secretly activated his Martial Spirit instead of fighting back.
BUZZ! BUZZ!
The sanguine palm print had yet to approach Su Mo before it started trembling with a sign of collapsing.
The Blood Qi and a part of the genuine Qi on the palm print fell apart and turned to streams of airflow, entering Su Mo's body.
When the palm print was finally close to Su Mo, it was half its original size. The sanguine a
Finally, the steward smiled.
aura was no longer present, and its power dropped sharply.
Bloody Hand felt his Blood Qi and genuine Qi in turmoil. They were escaping from his body.
Thud!
Su Mo destroyed the palm print with a casual punch.
"What? What's going on?"
Bloody Hand was dumbfounded.
"Why would my attack lose so much power? How could the enormous amount of Blood Qi in my attack collapse?"
"What exactly did Su Mo do?"
Bloody Hand was uncertain. He had not encountered such a strange situation before.
"You can go down now!" Su Mo smiled and said.
He was overjoyed by this ability of his Martial Spirit that he had just discovered.
Then, he used Tiger Roaring and Dragon Fist again and blasted Bloody Hand off the fighting ring with a punch.
Despite Bloody Hand's attempt to resist, his attack was weak like his palm print, as he had spent too much effort trying to calm down the turmoil in him.
Even after getting blasted off the fighting ring, Bloody Hand was still confused and unaware of what was going on.
"What's going on? Did Bloody Hand go easy on him?"
"That can't be true. I think something's going on with Su Mo!"
"This is incredible. Even the powerful Bloody Hand was defeated in a single strike!"
The spectators stand turned noisy with discussions again.
The four other blockers sent by the Fighting Ring frowned. They were confused as well.
However, since Bloody Hand had already lost, they would not waste any time and give Su Mo a chance to rest.
"I'll be next!" the long-haired youth said.
His figure rose into the air and then he landed in the fighting ring firmly.
"I don't know how you could've defeated Bloody Hand so easily, but I will not go down like him!" the long-haired youth said with much confidence and arrogance.
"Really? Make your move then!" Su Mo smiled and said.
He was ready to test the abilities of his Martial Spirit again.
Whoosh!
The long-haired youth moved, but he was not going toward Su Mo. Instead, he fell back rapidly, away from Su Mo.
"Hm?"
Su Mo was puzzled. He had yet to move, so why did the guy fall back?
Su Mo realized it in the next instant. The long-haired youth was using bow and arrow.
An archer could only deliver stunning combat force in long-range combat.
Buzz!
A holographic arrow with nine glowing yellow halos appeared above the long-haired youth.
A Martial Soul of the Rank 9 Human Class!
The arrow pointed toward Su Mo. Just as the Arrow Martial Soul appeared, Su Mo felt a chill, as if he was locked on to by the arrow.
A big black bow appeared in the hands of the long-haired youth. He drew the bow into the shape of a full moon.
A blue arrow then appeared on the big bow.
The blue arrow was not a physical item, it was formed by genuine Qi.
Despite being formed from genuine Qi, that arrow was hundreds of times sharper than a regular steel arrow.
Swoosh!
The bow string trembled as the blue genuine Qi arrow went through the sky like a shooting star. It flashed by as the sonic booms it created echoed loudly.
If a word was to be chosen to describe that arrow, it would be "fast".
Extremely fast!
If a weaker martial artist were to face that arrow, he would have been killed before he could even react!
Chapter 188: Su Mo's Aggression
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Swoosh!
It only took a split second for the sea-blue arrow of genuine Qi to arrive in front of Su Mo.
Su Mo was taken aback; he had not expected this strike to come so quickly.
Whoosh!
At that moment of life and death, his instinct took the initiative. He swiftly dodged the speeding arrow.
Puff!
The arrow passed by Su Mo's shoulder and missed, though it tore a large rip in the shoulder of his clothes.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three more arrows of genuine Qi followed narrowly and were faster. They were respectively targeted at his head, chest, and lower abdomen.
"Destroy!"
This time, instead of avoiding, he threw two punches. With a rapid blur of movement, his fists shattered all the arrows.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The long-haired young man quickened his attack to the limit. The vibrating bowstring continuously sent out five arrows at a time. A hail of arrows rushed towards Su Mo.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The explosions were bursting incessantly on the fighting ring, resulting in chaotic airflows all over the place.
In the middle of the explosions, Su Mo wheeled both his arms like two windmills. However, he still could not keep up with the attacks.
The strikes came very fast and densely. For a moment, the endless arrows loomed over Su Mo, who just managed to ward them off, let alone strike back.
Rather than unsheathing his sword, he began to drive the Martial Soul in his body, wanting to test how strong his Martial Soul would be.
The long-haired young man paused suddenly.
He felt his genuine Qi and Qi blood churning inside him. It was like they were out of control and were leaking.
"What's wrong?"
He stood aghast and finally realized why Bloody Hand was defeated so quickly.
He made haste to calm down and focus his mind on mollifying the turbulent Qi in his body.
Whoosh!
Just when the young man managed to stabilize the Qi, Su Mo had flashed over and arrived right before him.
"Down you go!"
With a harsh shout, Su Mo threw the man out of the fighting ring.
Whoosh!
A new rival showed up right after the man dropped out the ring, leaving Su Mo no time to rest.
It was a graceful young woman who was about 27 years old. She had lovely and gentle eyes that made her look cute and attractive.
The woman released her Martial Soul as soon as she entered the fighting ring.
It was a snow-white fox glowing with eight yellow halos.
The white fox's eyes were clear blue yet glittered with lust.
"You're an impressive young man. How admirable!"
The woman smiled at Su Mo. Her eyes were enchanting, and her voice was compellingly alluring as if it would soften any man's hard bones.
Su Mo looked abstracted. His aspiration to fight seemed to have drained away as he faced the woman's fetching eyes and listened to the seductive voice.
In the same instant, he felt a warm current surging inside him, and in the bottom of his heart, a flame of lust was stirring.
Su Mo was startled. He immediately bit his tongue and jolted awake.
It was Seduction Skill!
This woman had definitely cultivated this skill. He would have fallen into her trap if he was not extremely determined.
"Get out!"
Su Mo snapped and launched an all-out attack. He blew away the women mercilessly with one mere punch.
Seeing the woman fall off the ring, Su Mo heaved a sigh of relief.
He was not afraid of his opponent's strength, but it was hard to guard against such a peculiar ability.
Whoosh!
Shortly after the woman exited, a skinny old man picked up the baton.
Without any opening remarks, the old man directly released his Martial Soul and aimed at Su Mo.
"Wheel War?"
Su Mo gave a brittle laugh. Their intention was plain to see.
This bunch did not allow him to rest. They had planned to let the successors take over the fight as soon as their predecessors were defeated.
They were going to exhaust him with Wheel War.
"Any tactics they try won't work!"
Su Mo sneered and then, with a clang, he dhe drew his Black-dark Sword fastened to his back.
The fight with the woman had stung him to a rage. He no longer had the patience to prolong the battle.
Without hesitation, he set his seven Spiritual Spirals to work. Suddenly, an imposing manner burst out of him, and the Black-dark Sword was gloriously radiant.
"Cross Chopping Technique of Wind Devil!"
The piercing cross-shaped sword Qi was unstoppable. It directly quartered the air ahead and approached the old man in a devastating way.
Boom!
"Ah!"
With that, the old man was catapulted out of the ring, spitting blood everywhere.
Another man entered as soon as the old man was blown away.
Boom!
Hardly had the stout young man balanced on the ring before he was knocked off by Su Mo's strike.
"Who's next? Come and challenge me!"
Su Mo stood in the fighting ring and shouted arrogantly as he glanced around.
For a few moments, the spectators were quiet.
Five challengers from the Four Seas Fighting Ring had all been defeated. Moreover, each of them had only managed to stay on the ring shorter than the one who had fought before him. The situation almost scared off every defier on the spot.
"What? Are you all scared?"
Su Mo shouted again after he stood in the ring alone for dozens of seconds.
Whoosh!
A young man in purple flew down from the high stand and landed in the ring.
"I'm Li Tian from the Sky Rapier Sect. I'd like to challenge you!" the man said gravely.
A silvery long sword was fastened to his back. He must be a swordsman as well.
This man was one of the geniuses in the Sky Rapier Sect, and his ability was recognized by many members of the outer gate of the Sky Rapier Sect.
A short while ago, the steward of the fighting ring came and asked him to stop Su Mo, promising to pay him a very high price for it.
What's more, he would get paid whether he won or lost.
Swoosh!
As soon as the young man finished his introduction, he struck out a bolt of heavy sword Qi toward Su Mo.
"Amazing Chopping Technique of Wind Devil!"
With a shout, Su Mo reacted. His sword Qi directly broke through the young man's and continued to push forward until it hit the man's body.
"Puff!"
This sword Qi not only swept the young man off the ring, but also cut through his clothes, skin, and flesh.
"Who's next? Come and challenge me!"
Su Mo shouted aggressively, his eyes moving over the people seated around.
The situation completely astonished everyone, and they could not help but admit that Su Mo was incredibly strong. No one could stop him, even those whose cultivation was higher than him.
Many martial artists in the audience, who had reached the Peak Lv 6 Spiritual Martial Realm, changed their expressions. Like the young man in purple, they had also been asked for help by the steward.
They were biding their time until Su Mo was too exhausted to continue the fight.
Seeing no one answer his call, Su Mo's brows snapped together. "How can I win 50 successive matches if no one dares to challenge me?"
Su Mo paused thoughtfully and then yelled. "I've fought 18 battles on Lv 6 Spiritual Martial Realm. There are still 32 left!"
His voice was very flat and calm. However, his next claim caught all the spectators by surprise.
"All of my other 32 opponents, you can fight together!"
Chapter 189: I have Never Seen Someone So Conceited!
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"I'll take on the 32 of you together!" Su Mo spoke flatly.
The audience was shocked.
"What? Did I hear that correctly? He's taking on the rest of them all together?"
"He's so damned arrogant and aggressive!"
"He's too conceited! It's undeniable that he has great strength, but to take on so many people at once is impossible!"
"…"
A tossed stone raised a thousand ripples. In just one sentence, Su Mo had caused an uproar in the spectators stand.
Some called him arrogant, and some called him conceited. None of them believed that Su Mo could take on 32 people in one go.
Even Luo Qianfan and Luo Huan thought that Su Mo was overconfident.
Yan Ba and Liu Canyang were seated in two different locations. Both of them looked mockingly at Su Mo.
"There should be a limit for arrogance!"
"Su Mo has gone too far!"
The martial artists who were about to enter the fighting ring looked gloomy.
Su Mo was too cocky — he had no respect for them.
The sixth prince, who was seated at the lower end of the spectators stand, looked intrigued. He was tempted to take Su Mo on. However, he could not do so, as his cultivation was at Lv 7 Spiritual Martial Realm!
"Both of you, join forces and take him!" the sixth prince said as he looked at the two youths beside him.
Their cultivations were at Lv 6 Spiritual Martial Realm. They were talented disciples of the Sky Yuan Sect.
"Yes, sir!"
Both of them nodded and dashed toward the fighting ring.
"Su Mo, we'll join together and take you on!"
The one in yellow spoke as the two men stepped into the fighting ring.
"It's not enough!"
Su Mo shook his head and looked around. He shouted, "Those who wish to take me on, come up now! Don't waste time!"
Su Mo's voice was loud and clear. He sounded as though he had no regard for the martial artists.
Numerous people were fuming with rage.
"Since you wish for a quick defeat, I'll grant it for you!" One martial artist roared as he dashed toward the fighting ring.
"I'll join in!"
"…"
Whoosh! Whoosh!
More than 10 martial artists whirred toward the ring.
In a blink of an eye, there were 20 people in the fighting ring taking Su Mo on.
"It's still not enough!"
Su Mo shouted, "Anyone else? Get on up here!"
Su Mo was so conceited that even the calm martial artists could no longer take it.
"This is outrageous!"
"He's so arrogant! In the 20 odd years of my life, I have never seen someone so conceited!"
"Let's kill him together!"
Suddenly, 18 people dashed one person after another towards the fighting ring.
There were more than 32 people now. There were a total of 38 people in the fighting ring to take Su Mo on.
"Alright, this is a good number!" Su Mo nodded, looking indifferent. He was not bothered by the few extras.
Su Mo looked at the Stewards of Four Seas Fighting Ring, who were seated at the sixth administration counter, and asked, "Can over 30 combatants fight just one?"
"This…"
The Stewards were stunned and could not reply.
They had never faced such a situation before throughout all their years of service in the Four Seas Fighting Ring.
"Over 30 people combining forces to challenge Su Mo?"
"And he is pitting against a higher level!"
"Is he kidding?"
"Permission granted!" An authoritative voice suddenly thundered from a distant tower.
Elder Yuan was standing in the tower. He had been watching the combat.
He had seen that all the defenders had failed to defeat Su Mo.
He had been brooding over how he could stop Su Mo from winning!
Su Mo's request was the answer to the problem.
Upon hearing Elder Yuan's voice, a steward nodded and said, "Yes, you may proceed!"
Su Mo nodded, looked at the crowd of opponents, and said, "Are you guys ready?"
He looked calm. However, to his opponents, he was being disrespectful.
"Su Mo, there's no doubt that you're powerful, but you're too arrogant. Meet your doom today!"
A youth, who was about 25 years old, shouted out
That's right! I was on your side before, but now it's over!"
"Your arrogance will cause you to lose the chance of winning the 100 rounds!"
"…"
The opponents voiced out their displeasures against Su Mo.
"I'm arrogant?"
Su Mo laughed. Maybe he was!
However, it was only if he did not have the ability that he would be considered arrogant. If he had it then he would be considered confident!
"Let's fight!" Su Mo shouted.
Su Mo activated the seven Spiritual Spirals within. The Spirals churned crazily, and a powerful aura shot up to the sky.
The Black-dark Sword sparkled, and its sword ray shot up more than 10 meters high. Su Mo attacked with his sword.
"Divine Wind Swordplay—Gale Blade!"
The sharp sword's Qi was evasive like ethereal wind and quick like lightning. It slashed toward the opponents.
Su Mo had fully activated his Martial Soul.
"Destroy!"
As Su Mo threw out the attack, the opponents fought back, wanting to destroy the oncoming sword Qi.
"Huh?"
"What's happening?"
Everyone's expression changed.
Each one of them could feel his Qi blood and genuine Qi in turmoil and draining uncontrollably out of the body.
The air was filled with blood Qi and genuine Qi, which rushed toward Su Mo in streams.
Swish!
As the opponents remained shocked, the sword Qi was already before them.
"Oh no! Strike quickly!" Someone shouted.
In an instant, rays of all kinds shone brightly. More than 10 of them tried to block the sword Qi despite their jumbled blood Qi and genuine Qi.
Slash!
The sword Qi was extremely sharp and tore everything apart.
Those who had tried to block the attack were in bad condition. Their strokes were a mess, and their genuine Qi was unstable. Their power had been depleted and was easily destroyed by the sword Qi.
Boom! Boom!
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Seven to eight people were injured and flew. Blood spewed out all over.
If they had not countered the attack and reduced the power of the sword Qi earlier, this stroke would have been deadly!
"Die!"
Su Mo's body was like lightning. He dashed toward the opponents and attacked endlessly with his black-dark sword!
"Sword Essence of Wind Devil!"
"Amazing Chopping Technique of Wind Devil!"
"Swirling Winds and Clouds!"
The sword ray shone brightly above, and the sword Qi covered the sky. Strong winds raged in the air.
Su Mo gave it his all to end this combat speedily.
He had activated his Devouring Martial Spirit to the maximum. A huge amount of blood Qi and genuine Qi rushed into his body.
However, Su Mo did not channel them to his Spiritual Spirals.
Since there were all kinds of genuine Qi and blood Qi, if he did not spend time cultivating them, not only would they not help his cultivation, but they would also affect his combat strength.
Su Mo slightly activated his Elephant's Strength Skill, and the blood Qi and genuine Qi merged into his flesh and bones.
"Let us join forces!"
All the opponents shouted and joined forces to take on Su Mo.
However, their genuine Qi was in turmoil and uncontrollable. They only managed to use part of their genuine Qi.
Their strokes were not steady and had lost much of their power. For those martial artists who were less powerful, as soon as they attacked, their genuine Qi flowed toward Su Mo.
"What's going on?"
Everyone was stunned. They did not know what was happening!
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Screams were heard, and people were seen flying out of the ring.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
One after another, the martial artists crash-landed on the ground like raindrops. They looked wretched and filthy with grime. Most of them were injured.
After a few rounds of attack, only three people were left in the fighting ring.
"Do you want to walk down from here, or you want me to send you down?" Su Mo looked at the three of them and asked with a smile.
The three men looked pale. They shivered upon seeing the smile on Su Mo's face. They could feel cold lumps enter their foreheads straight from their spines.
"Is he a monster?"
The three looked shocked.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Without hesitation, they retreated quickly from the battle ring.
More than 30 rounds of combat had ended in a little over 10 breaths.
The entire place was dead silent!
Everyone was stunned!
Each of them had their eyes and mouths wide open.
Even though the combat had ended, many of them were unable to collect themselves.
Chapter 190: It is time for us to duel!
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The entire place was silent.
The combat had ended too quickly that the crowd was unable to react.
The result was not what they had expected.
More than 30 experts at Lv 6 Spiritual Martial Realm had been utterly defeated within 10 over breaths.
Su Mo was powerful, but no one had expected him to have such astounding combat strength!
The crowd did not know how to react to this sudden outburst.
After a while, when they had recollected themselves, there was an uproar.
"Oh no! Su Mo is so powerful! How can this be?"
"It's impossible for them to be so easily defeated! No matter how powerful Su Mo is, he couldn't have defeated so many people with just a few strokes!"
"This guy is weird. All of his opponents had their strength greatly reduced."
Some of them were quick to notice the unusual situation. They had noticed that many of them who dueled with Su Mo had an unstable aura and their attacks were weak.
Everyone was talking about it, and people were looking at Su Mo weirdly.
100 rounds!
Su Mo had won 100 rounds in a row! Such ferocity!
Soon he would be moving on to the seventh zone and challenge those who were two levels higher than him!
As the crowd was still in a state of shock, Su Mo opened his mouth.
He looked toward the administration counter and said loudly, "I'd like to continue with the combat to challenge those who are two levels higher!"
Once again, there was another uproar after he had said that.
"What? He still wants to continue!"
"Doesn't he need rest to replenish his genuine Qi?"
"After so many rounds of combat, he should have used up his genuine Qi, yet he still wants to continue!"
None of them knew what Su Mo was thinking. Su Mo should take a rest and combat another day.
However, he wanted to continue with the combat.
They did not know that Su Mo had seven Spiritual Spirals. He was full of genuine Qi and could take on another 50 rounds of combat.
The few Stewards were taken aback at first, but finally nodded and said, "You may proceed to the seventh zone and continue with the combat!"
Since Su Mo had wanted to continue, there was no reason for them to stop him.
Su Mo strode down from the battle ring and moved toward the seventh zone.
All the spectators got up and flooded into the seventh zone as well.
There were few martial artists in the seventh zone.
There were only a few hundred people at the spectators stand watching the combat of two martial artists.
One of them was a good-looking youth and the other was a middle-aged martial artist who was 30 over years old.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The two fought continuously. After more than 10 strokes, the middle-aged man was hit by the youth. He flew out of the battle ring, spewing out blood.
"Hahaha!"
The youth laughed out loud. He looked around and said proudly, "Anyone else wants to compete with me?"
The youth was in high spirit and was very proud. He had won 12 rounds and his confidence level had increased tremendously.
"Let me take you on!"
A voice was heard. The youth turned and saw a handsome teenager at the entrance of the seventh zone. He was carrying a black sword on his back.
There was a huge crowd behind him.
The youth was stunned for a while but soon realized what was going on. He asked, "Are you Su Mo? Have you already won 100 rounds?"
He had heard that Su Mo would be combating in the sixth zone on this day. The news had spread in Imperial City. Looking at the current situation, he immediately got it.
Swish!
Su Mo flew toward the battle ring.
The people who had followed him found their seats and settled down.
"Shall we?" Su Mo looked at the youth and asked.
The youth smiled faintly and said, "Of course, I'm a martial artist of the Peak Lv 7 Spiritual Martial Realm. Why would I be afraid of you, who is only at Lv 5!"
The youth was not afraid of Su Mo. Among the martial artists who were at the same level as him, he was considered extremely powerful.
He did not take Su Mo seriously, because Su Mo's cultivation was way beneath his.
"Your victory shall end here!"
The youth sneered at Su Mo and said, "After winning 100 rounds, the results is enough for you to brag about!"
Su Mo laughed lightly and said, "We shall see if this is my last combat!"
Clang!
Su Mo drew out the Black-dark Sword and activated his seven Spiritual Spirals. The sword gave out a glorious radiance.
"Divine Wind Swordplay—Swirling Winds and Clouds!"
The sword radiance glittered, and the clouds moved. The winds raged, and the sword radiance shot toward the youth like lightning.
"Attack!"
The youth shouted and pressed his palms together to form a complicated print.
"Sea Seal!"
The palms of the youth were shining brightly. His genuine Qi was powerful and shot toward Su Mo's sword radiance.
Boom!
Their strokes clashed together, exploded and disappeared.
"He's extremely powerful!"
Su Mo was taken aback. He had used seven times of his combat strength. With the power of the Divine Wind Swordplay, even Xiang Bo would not be able to take this blow.
However, this guy had easily countered it.
Although they were of the same cultivation, this guy was much more powerful than the old Master of the Wei's!
Whoosh!
After the fruitless attack, Su Mo dashed out and closed in on the youth in an instant.
Slash!
Su Mo's body was shimmering gold. He lifted the Black-dark Sword, that weighed 5,000kg, high up in the sky and slashed down on the youth.
A close combat!
It was during close combat that Su Mo's human body strength could greatly enhance his attack.
If there was a distance, no matter how powerful his human body was, the power would not be as great.
"Back off!"
The youth shouted. He grabbed onto Su Mo's long sword with his palms covered in genuine Qi.
"You're tired of living!"
Su Mo looked at him mockingly. The power of this stroke was more than 50,000kg, and he dared to grab it with his bare hands!
The youth had no idea at all of how terrifying Su Mo would be when the power of his human body and genuine Qi were combined.
Those who knew Su Mo would not have done such a silly thing!
In the next instant, Su Mo's sword slashed onto the youth's palm.
Boom!
The horrifying power came down hard on the youth. His whole body shook and he looked shocked.
"Ah"
The youth cried out and kept moving backward uncontrollably. The flesh from his palm to his arm was torn apart and blood came gushing out.
If the genuine Qi on his palms had not been as powerful, this stroke could have chopped off his palms.
"Let's end it! Amazing Chopping Technique of Wind Devil!"
Su Mo took a step forward and followed closely after him. He held his sword with both hands and slashed down again. The sword radiance shone more brightly.
"Sea Seal!"
The youth quickly blocked the blow with his print.
Boom!
There was a great explosion. The blow sent the youth flying off.
Pooh!
As the youth was in the air, he spewed out a big mouthful of fresh blood.
He suffered serious internal injuries.
The entire seventh zone was still.
Many people shivered. There seemed to be no limit to Su Mo's strength. As his opponent became stronger, he displayed greater strength. He was unfathomable!
He had defeated an expert of the Peak Lv 7 Spiritual Martial Realm without batting an eyelid!
Having defeated the youth, Su Mo scanned the surrounding.
Very quickly, he saw Yan Ba, who was seated at the spectators stand.
"Yan Ba, it's time for us to duel!"
Chapter 191: The Fierce Fighting with Yan Ba
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"Yan Ba, it's time for us to duel!" Su Mo said coldly, glaring at Yan Ba.
Yan Ba stood up on the spectators stand, and his tall figure put great pressure on the whole audience.
Thud!
At that time, he flew out and landed on the fighting ring in a blink of an eye.
"Su Mo, I haven't figured out how you disturbed the breath of the previous challengers and abated their power, but your life will end no matter how powerful you are," Yan Ba said, his cold eyes full of killing desire.
"Really? I hope you won't change your mind." Su Mo chuckled, without showing any fear.
Yan Ba sighed and thought to himself while he was looking at Su Mo. A year ago, when Su Mo had just joined Gale Island, he had been at the Qi Cultivation Realm. At that time, Yan Qi once asked Yan Ba to fight Su Mo, but he refused.
Unexpectedly, Su Mo's cultivation had improved a lot within a year, and now he was even able to challenge Yan Ba.
Today, Yan Ba would kill Su Mo to avenge the death of his young brother by any means, and Su Mo's blood shall be all over the Four Seas Arena.
Clang!
He drew out the heavy long saber on his back, and then said coldly, "This long saber called the Great Mountain Saber, weighing 3,300 kg, and I've killed over 200 people with it. Today, you will join them too!"
Su Mo drew out his Black-dark Sword and said with a smile, "My Black-dark Sword weighing 5,400 Kg also belongs to the heavy weapon, and today let's see which one is sharper!"
Then, they fixed their eyes on each other without saying anything more.
At that moment, their imposing manner was continuously rising and stirred the air in turmoil.
For now, with imposing manner like a sharp knife, Yan Ba was dominant.
Moreover, Su Mo, with sword-like imposing manner, seemed unstoppable.
The audience on the spectators stand was quiet and fixing their eyes on them.
They were eager to know who the victor would be.
Swish!
Yan Ba attacked first. In a blink of an eye, his long saber slashed out with a shining saber radiance, which was not flashy at all, and directly dashed toward Su Mo.
This speedy blow was overbearing and ruthless, carrying great force.
Puff!
Consequently, the air before the long saber was immediately cracked into two parts and swiftly rolled out.
The intense saber radiance rushed out for hundreds of meters with lightning speed and slashed straight toward Su Mo.
Although the saber radiance had not approached Su Mo, his clothes had been blown by the surging airwaves and were rattling.
So powerful!
Very powerful indeed!
No sooner had Yan Ba struck than Su Mo figured out that he was rather powerful.
In term of the current blow, Yan Ba was much stronger than the same-leveled youth at the Peak Lv 7 Spiritual Martial Realm.
For now, Yan Ba was as powerful as much of the martial artists at Lv 8 Spiritual Martial Realm were.
In the face of the strong slash, Su Mo was not afraid at all. He swung the long sword in his hand to slash at the saber radiance. The sword Qi was like a piercing blade of wind.
Boom!
Then, the saber radiance was broken into pieces, and the sword Qi disappeared with endless airwaves rushing into the sky.
Seeing this, Yan Ba rushed out and again chopped toward Su Mo with his long saber enveloped by a shining saber radiance.
"Wave-cutting Sabermanship!"
Consequently, the air within the fighting ring was cracked into two parts and rolled out violently, forming two huge airwaves.
The saber radiance was unstoppable and approached Su Mo in a blink of an eye.
Yan Ba's attack speed had peaked, but for Su Mo, whose Divine Wind Swordplay had reached the Great Completion, the attack was not fast enough, and he could handle it effortlessly.
"Destroy!" Being enveloped by the golden light, Su Mo effortlessly crushed the saber radiance with his powerful human body and genuine Qi.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
As Yan Ba quickly moved from one place to another, saber radianc chopped toward Su Mo from all directions, causing endless airwaves.
Yan Ba's attack was relentless. Not only could he attack at a rapid speed, but he could also use excellent body move.
However, Su Mo stood there firmly. With the sword radiance continuously shining around him, he crushed all the approaching attacks. No matter how Yan Ba attacked him, he was still safe and sound.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Yan Ba's attack became more and more fierce, and the saber momentum was becoming stronger as well.
Swish!
Yan Ba flew out and appeared behind Su Mo in a flash, he then slashed at Su Mo with a horrendous 100m long saber radiance.
"Cutting Waves!"
The saber radiance caused severe turbulence and even left a 7-inch saber mark on the sturdy fighting ring.
The huge saber radiance cut through the air. It was as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder, rushing towards Su Mo's back.
This was Yan Ba's fiercest attack, aiming to greatly injure Su Mo.
Swoosh!
As if Su Mo had eyes in the back of his head, he used his body move to the extreme, moving a few meters to the side and dodging the attack, leaving a residual shadow where he just stood.
Slash!
The fierce saber radiance cut through Su Mo's residual shadow and flew over the fighting ring to the other side.
"Why is he so powerful?" Yan Ba frowned, for he had underestimated Su Mo's power.
"Yan Ba, you're not so powerful after all… You're definitely going to lose today!" Since they had fought against each other for a while, Su Mo basically knew Yan Ba's strength. Thus, he dashed toward Yan Ba and began to retaliate.
Swoosh!
The black sword radiance shone as bright as lightning, directly piercing toward Yan Ba's throat.
Clang!
With a bang, Yan Ba used his long saber to defend himself, and then pushed Su Mo's long sword away.
However, the huge force from the long sword pushed Yan Ba back a few steps.
Su Mo sneered and attacked again. The sword radiance was as fast as the wind, piercing toward Yan Ba's chest.
Meanwhile, he began to drive his Martial Soul.
In fact, he could defeat Yan Ba without using the force of Martial Soul. He simply drove the Martial Soul because he wanted to defeat him as soon as possible.
The sword radiance approached Yan Ba in an instant, and suddenly, as he was trying to fight back, his expression changed.
It was because his Blood Qi and genuine Qi suddenly became chaotic. They were in turmoil and he could not drive any powerful martial movements at all.
However, he had noticed this unusual situation before and prepared in advance.
At this moment, as he felt the genuine Qi was in turmoil, he winced and quickly retreated.
Slice!
The sword radiance was as fast as lightning, grazing his clothes and the skin on his chest. Then, strands of blood streamed down.
Swish!
As the sword radiance was shining, Su Mo continuously swung at Yan Ba with his sword.
He had driven his Martial Soul at full stretch, in a bid to disorder Yan Ba's genuine Qi.
However, Yan Ba, after all, was at the Peak Lv 7 Spiritual Martial Realm, and additionally a talent with great combat strength. Thus, the devouring power of the Martial Soul did not affect him as greatly as it affected the martial artists at Lv 6 Spiritual Martial Realm.
He just paid extra attention to control his chaotic genuine Qi, and still could fight.
However, Yan Ba's strength was reduced a lot, for he had to control his genuine Qi.
Soon after, he was at a distinct disadvantage.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Su Mo continuously attacked Yan Ba. Each stoke was faster and more forceful and vicious than the previous one and aimed at Yan Ba's vital organs.
Yan Ba was pushed back step by step.
Meanwhile, there was an increasing number of bleeding wounds on his body, and the blood was streaming out from time to time.
Shortly afterward, his blood began to surge and swiftly sprayed out.
"What is going on?"
He was pale and began to scream.
However, there was no one to answer him, but an overwhelming sword rradiance was approaching him.
"Divine Wind Swordplay—Wind Roaring in the Sky!"
Chapter 192: Invincible Defense?
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"Wind Roaring in the Sky!"
The roaring wind with the sharp sword radiance strangled Yan Ba.
Huff!
Yan Ba yelled and activated genuine Qi in his body to drive his long saber, which destroyed the roaring wind.
However, the sharp sword radiance crashed onto his shoulder severely.
Whoosh!
The Body-protection Genuine Qi was destroyed by the sword radiance. As fresh blood splashed, Yan Ba's shoulder was cut open to the bone with a deep wound.
"Ah!"
Yan Ba cried in pain, taking quick steps backward.
Yan Ba's painful face was white like paper, with blood from his hurt shoulder flowing endlessly.
His entire body got thinner in the blink of an eye, and his spirit sagged.
The blood flew to Su Mo in streams, surrounding his entire body.
"What Evil Kongfu are you cultivating? I can't believe it can control my blood!"
Yan Ba yelled with sheer terror on his face.
It was obvious that Su Mo was using some kind of Evil Kongfu to absorb Yan Ba's blood forcefully.
"A dying man has no qualification to know!" Su Mo said apathetically while moving his long sword faster and faster.
Yan Ba was dispirited and hurt too badly to withstand Su Mo.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
The sharp edge stabbed the flesh ceaselessly. After a round of attack, Su Mo stopped and put his long sword into its sheath.
Yan Ba stood with a terrified expression frozen on his face.
Pfft! Pfft!
There were bloodly slashes on Yan Ba's chest, neck, and forehead in the next instant.
Bang!
The blood lines split open, and blood flowed out. Yan Ba fell down with a dull slam.
Expressionlessly, Su Mo gave one glance at Yan Ba's corpse.
It was easy for Su Mo to kill Yan Ba.
However, Yan Ba was a martial artist at the Peak Lv 7 Spiritual Martial Realm, so he had enormous genuine Qi and Blood Qi in his body. Su Mo's human body had strengthened a lot after devouring for a few minutes.
Su Mo became more and more powerful while devouring in the fight.
All of the spectators were excited after a brief silence.
"He's too powerful!"
"Yan Ba, the Inner Disciple of Gale Island, has died!"
"Su Mo is really inconceivable. He may be cultivating some kind of strange secret method which can control the blood of others and weaken his opponent's strength!"
"Su Mo has won 102 fights in a row, so he's as powerful as Jin Yang from Four Talents of Skymoon Country!"
An uproar arose on the spectators stand.
The Sixth Prince stood up with a grim face. He also wanted to fight with Su Mo.
The Sixth Prince turned his head and saw Luo Qianfan looking at him.
Luo Qianfan sat close by and shook his head.
The Sixth Prince frowned, thought for a while, and sat down again.
Elder Yuan and the other Stewards of the fighting ring in the distant tower looked on darkly. They cared more about the losses of the fighting ring rather than Yan Ba's life.
Each round Su Mo won added a huge cost to the fighting ring.
If Su Mo had a 150-match winning streak, the whole Four Seas Fighting Ring would lose a year's income.
This was unable to let the fighting ring accept it.
However, if Su Mo really got it, they would have to pay the award no matter how reluctant they were.
Four Seas Fighting Ring had been open several hundred years by virtue of a well-deserved reputation, so they could not destroy it.
What they should do currently, was to try to prevent Su Mo from continuing his streak.
"Who can defeat him?" Elder Yuan asked with a solemn look.
The Stewards looked at each other with a wry smile.
After a while, a middle-aged Steward said, "We did not expect him to fight continually after 100 victories, and it's too late to ask outside Lv 7 Spiritual Martial Realm for help, so we can only let the following blockers try their best!"
"It's strange that the more Su Mo fights, the braver he becomes, even after fighting for so long."
The middle-aged Steward sighed deeply with a confused look.
"No matter how powerful he is, he should still be
worn out!"
Elder Yuan sighed, waved his hand, and said, "Try to arrange a group of experts to fight with Su Mo, and don't let him rest!"
Four Seas Fighting Ring had not seen a martial artist with such a strong combat strength for so long, and Elder Yuan felt helpless.
"Yes, Master!"
The Stewards left with the order.
In the seventh zone, Su Mo quietly stood on the ring, waiting for others to challenge him.
Swoosh!
A husky young man got on the fighting ring with a spear in hand.
"I'm here to take you on!"
The youth expressed courtesy to Su Mo, and then shook his spear, which stabbed toward Su Mo like a viper.
Boom! Boom!
Su Mo sent the young man out of the fighting ring after moving his Martial Soul.
This opponent's strength was too weak compared with Yan Ba's.
Su Mo knew fairly well about his Martial Soul's ability after fighting for some time.
He was able to weaken half of the strength of a martial artist at Lv 6 Spiritual Martial Realm while using his Martial Soul.
30% of the strength was weakened for a martial artist at Lv 7 Spiritual Martial Realm or more.
It was still amazing, even though just 30% of the strength was weakened.
If a martial artist at Lv 7 Spiritual Martial Realm, whose combat strength was equivalent to Su Mo, lost 30% of his strength, Su Mo had confidence that he could kill the opponent within 10 movements.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
During the following hours, martial artists challenged Su Mo on the ring ceaselessly.
These people had powerful combat strength but were still defeated by Su Mo.
Su Mo's Martial Soul could devour a lot of genuine Qi and Blood Qi while being used to the most, even when it was not released, and it could defeat the opponent faster than before.
105 rounds!
106 rounds!
…
117 rounds!
118 rounds!
After a short while, Su Mo had already won 118 rounds in a row.
The more he fought, the more powerful he was. He had devoured a lot of genuine Qi and Blood Qi of others, which made his body more powerful again, and now he was as powerful as a martial artist of the Peak Lv 7 Spiritual Martial Realm.
Swoosh!
Another martial artist stepped onto the fighting ring.
This was a stocky elder who had sharp eyes and a huge imposing manner.
"It's Old Zhong!"
"Haha! Old Zhong's defense is unbeatable at the same level, I'd like to see how Su Mo can defeat him!"
Many people on the spectators stand had recognized the stocky elder.
On the battle ring, the stocky elder smiled at Su Mo and said, "I really appreciate your strength. Although I can't defeat you, you're also impossible to defeat me in a short time!"
He smiled with full confidence.
"Oh? Really?"
Su Mo felt intrigued by the elder's words. He had almost displayed all of his combat strength except for sword will, so it was obvious that the elder must be powerful.
Buzz!
The next moment, the elder released his Martial Soul.
The elder's Martial Soul was an image of a golden bell at just Rank 7 Human Class.
The mouth of the Golden Bell Martial Soul was pointed downward and contained him completely.
The elder made the surging genuine Qi surrounding him transfuse to the golden bell, and the golden bell started shining and almost became solid.
"Little boy, my defense is unbeatable at the same level so far!"
The elder said loudly with complete confidence, "Today, I'd like you to see what an invincible defense is! You can start!"
The elder obviously did not intend to attack Su Mo, but he just displayed the invincible defense to prevent Su Mo from attacking him.
His aim was to consume Su Mo's energy rather than to defeat Su Mo.
In the elder's eyes, Su Mo would attack the invincible defense crazily and then exhaust his genuine Qi.
Chapter 193: 150 Games
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"Invincible defense?"
Su Mo looked at the old man enveloped by the transparent golden bell with interest.
This old man appeared to be extremely confident about his defense!
Su Mo took a good look at the golden bell covering his body and had to admit that he was not able to defeat the man without breaking the golden bell enveloping him.
"Since you're so confident, then I'll break your golden bell!"
Holding Black-dark Sword in his hand, Su Mo slowly walked to the old man and stopped 10 steps away from him.
Roar!
Su Mo did not run his genuine Qi but exerted his strongest body power. With a golden light, an elephant shadow appeared from his body.
Su Mo had run his body power to its limit to create this shadow.
Slash!
Su Mo lifted the Black-dark Sword high up in the sky, tensed the muscles of his whole body, and wielded it down ferociously.
CLANG!
The long sword heavily hit the golden bell and a deafening bang spread in all directions.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Su Mo felt a tremendous force rebounding from the bell and was forced backwards three steps.
The bell was unscratched and the old man stood inside it, beaming.
"Haha! Little friend, what do you think? My defense is fine, isn't it?"
He chortled proudly.
"Interesting!"
Su Mo squinted his eyes, the corners of his mouth turning up.
"Again!"
Su Mo shouted.
Boom!
The next moment, the seven Spiritual Spirals inside Su Mo swirled wildly and the Black-dark Sword blazed.
WHOOSH!
Su Mo sprang upward into the air and reached about 100 meters high above the old man.
The sword in Su Mo's hands was glaring. He looked like Ares with the golden light around him.
"Destroy!"
With a shout, Su Mo dived like a falling meteorite and impacted hard on the golden bell.
Boom!
The huge explosion caused endless waves sweeping across the fighting ring.
The strong bounce forced Su Mo to turn two somersaults in the air before he landed far away in the ring.
After the airwaves dissipated, everyone could have a clear view of the ring.
The bell stood still and intact, yet the old man was coughing and spitting blood.
The old man was heavily injured!
Although the defense of his bell was amazingly strong, he who sustained its operation had to bear a large part of the impact. Su Mo's mighty power directly wounded him internally.
Su Mo was also shocked by the old man's indestructible defense.
"Little friend! Carry on!" the old man took a deep breath and said.
Looking at the old man, Su Mo shook his head and said, "Even if your bell can bear my next attack, you're not able to. Are you sure you want to continue the battle?"
The old man looked dignified. After thinking for a while, he bit his teeth and said, "Yes! please!"
"Alright!"
Su Mo nodded, and his long sword shone again.
He was about to show his Final Hit of Heavenly Wind but gave it up after a consideration.
He was sure that Final Hit of Heavenly Wind would possibly kill the man or badly wound him.
Buzz! Buzz!
Black-dark Sword was vibrating. As massive genuine Qi was poured into the long sword, the sword ray extended dozens of meters long, making the sword extremely large.
The air around him began to crazily flow, and a gale suddenly appeared around Su Mo.
"Divine Wind Swordplay—Wind Roaring in the Sky!"
The gale whistled and swept in all directions. Su Mo turned into a gust of wind and rushed toward the old man.
BOOM!
Another shockingly loud bang exploded. Horrible airwaves rolled hundreds of meters around.
The old man and his golden bell were pushed back for dozens of meters till the edge of the fighting ring.
Crack!
A two-foot crack appeared on the dazzling golden bell.
Puff!
The old man inside the bell suddenly spat out a lot of blood, and the color drained out of his face.
Su Mo stood in the distance and looked at the old man, saying in a flat voice, "Surrender or you'll die if I launch another shot!"
The old man's face changed and he was stunned.
No one at his level had been capable of breaking his defense in all these years, but now, his defense had been nearly crushed by a martial artist at Lv 5 Spiritual Martial Realm.
After a short period of time, the old man sighed and left the fighting ring.
He knew that Su Mo was telling the truth. Su Mo's next shot would definitely shatter his Golden Bell Martial Soul.
There was no sound on the spectator stands.
Old Zhong who had an invincible defense in his level was defeated.
His Golden Bell Martial Soul was nearly crushed!
At this moment, everyone was stunned. 119 games! Su Mo had already won a total of 119 rounds in a row!
This had far exceeded the record created by Four Talents of Skymoon Country. It had been the highest record for decades!
Su Mo really had the ability to win 150 rounds in a row.
Who else could stop Su Mo now?
Su Mo not only had the invincible power but also had the ability to control others' genuine Qi and Blood Qi. Under these circumstances, any opponent facing him was at a disadvantage.
After Su Mo defeated Old Zhong, there were still many challengers.
Although many of them knew that they could not win the fight, they still wanted to give a shot.
Also, many of the martial artists arranged by Four Seas Fighting Ring made their challenges one after another.
But when everyone faced Su Mo, there was only one end—loss!
Even if a lot of experts' abilities were comparable to that of Lv 8 Spiritual Martial Realm, they lost to Su Mo anyway.
The more Su Mo fought, the braver he became. His physical strength had been comparable to a martial artist at the Peak Lv 7 Spiritual Martial Realm. Together with his genuine Qi of the seven Spiritual Spirals and the unique ability of his Martial Soul, he was invincible. Even if the strength of his opponent was comparable to a martial artist at Lv 8 Spiritual Martial Realm, he still was no match for Su Mo.
The so-called Wheel War that Four Seas Fighting Ring had adopted to exhaust Su Mo and drain his genuine Qi was nothing but a joke!
134 rounds!
135 rounds!
…
149 rounds!
150 rounds!
After an hour, Su Mo finally won 150 rounds in a row!
At this moment, cheers burst out from the spectator stands!
"Gosh! 150 rounds!"
"Haha, I've witnessed a legend!"
"He's so handsome! I'm wondering whether Su Mo has a lover or not?"
There was pandemonium on the spectator stands. What was more, many young women's eyes were full of admiration.
However, Hong Tengyun and Qing Jue looked pale.
Neither of them ever expected that Su Mo could win 150 rounds in a row.
On the management stand, the Stewards of Four Seas Fighting Ring all looked gloomy.
The reward for winning 150 rounds in a row meant a tremendous amount of wealth beyond imagination!
Luo Qianfan and Luo Huan sat on the spectator stand, looking dazed.
Even if they had known Su Mo well enough, neither of them had ever thought that Su Mo could win 150 rounds in a row.
Luo Qianfan was quite confident of Su Mo, but in his mind, Su Mo could only win at most 80 or 90 rounds in a row.
Nevertheless, now Su Mo's performance had gone way beyond his expectation.
After a consideration, Luo Qianfan moved his lips to use his genuine Qi to communicate with Su Mo secretly.
"Su Mo, stop fighting!" Luo Qianfan said.
Hearing Luo Qianfan's words, Su Mo felt slightly surprised. When he looked at him, he saw Luo Qianfan shaking his head to him.
"Why not?" Su Mo asked, using the same way to speak.
"Your score has been very impressive. You'll be well known soon in Skymoon Country. However, wind will destroy the outstanding tree.
"Moreover, you still have a strong enemy, Duan Jingtian, in the Gale Island. If he knows you're so talented, he'll probably kill you by himself!
"Also, you'll get a huge reward. This reward is high enough that even an expert in the True Spirit Realm will rob you of it. You have to immediately contact your master, Elder Wei, to pick you up. Otherwise, you can't even walk out of the Imperial City!"
Luo Qianfan said a lot and told Su Mo about the pros and cons.
Su Mo knitted his brows. He understood Luo Qianfan's worries well.
He had only thought about beating his opponents before.
What was more, in such a case, every victory would bring him more than 20,000 Lower Spiritual Stones. Who would easily give it up?
For a few moments, Su Mo sighed. It seemed that he had to end the game here!
Compared with life, the reward was worth nothing.
However, he still had one more battle to fight before the whole game came to an end.
Su Mo swept the spectator stands around with sharp eyes, and soon found a skinny young man in black with a cold face.
The Inner Disciple of the Sky Rapier Sect and Devil Swordsman—Liu Canyang!
"Liu Canyang, you must have been waiting long for this moment!"
Chapter 194: A Swift Sword Against a Devil Sword
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Su Mo directly challenged Liu Canyang to a battle.
Liu Canyang wanted to fight Su Mo before, so Su Mo naturally did not want to relent.
Although his opponent was a martial artist at Lv 8 Spiritual Martial Realm, Su Mo was dauntless!
"I'm not afraid of his high cultivation!"
"No one knows who will be the winner!"
Su Mo was not assured that he would win, but he was assured that he would survive.
All the spectator stands quietened down again.
"Su Mo actually challenged Liu Canyang?"
Everyone was shocked again. Liu Canyang was a martial artist at Lv 8 Spiritual Martial Realm, and he was a genius disciple of the Sky Rapier Sect, so his strength spoke for itself.
Liu Canyang was already known in Skymoon Country for his deadly swordsmanship.
Did Su Mo stand a chance against him?
No, the audience did not think Su Mo could beat Liu Canyang, although Su Mo's combat strength was astounding.
Liu Canyang stood up in the spectator stands.
He had been dying to fight Su Mo, and the chance came sooner than he had expected.
He did not think Su Mo had such an uncanny ability as to win 150 battles in a row.
However, this was exactly what Liu Canyang wanted.
Swoosh!
Liu Canyang shot out of the stand like a swift arrow and landed in the fighting ring in an instant.
"Su Mo, I really don't know if you're confident or ignorant!" Liu Canyang said, chuckling coldly.
"Liu Canyang, I've heard about your title of Devil Swordsman, and I want to see your Devil Sword today!" Su Mo said quietly with a serious expression.
Liu Canyang smirked and said, "You're going to die at my sword!"
Whoosh!
Quick like a flash, Liu Canyang rushed towards Su Mo.
Clang!
His long sword left its sheath, glinting coldly, and was aimed at Su Mo's lower abdomen.
Su Mo instantly swung his Black-dark Sword to parry his opponent's attack.
Slash!
However, Liu Canyang's swordsmanship was extremely bizarre. When his sword met Black-dark Sword, it immediately swerved and slashed towards Su Mo's chest.
Su Mo, startled, shifted sideways at once to avoid the attack.
However, Liu Canyang's sword was relentless and once again moved towards Su Mo's waist.
Clang!
Su Mo grunted and blocked the attack with his sword.
After failing to make a hit, Liu Canyang's sword swerved towards Su Mo's abdomen.
Su Mo did not expect this tricky move at all and could only stagger back as quickly as he could.
Slice!
The sword radiance flashed past Su Mo's shirt and tore a long hole in it.
Swoosh!
Su Mo kicked down hard to swiftly distance himself from his opponent!
"You really live up to your name, Devil Swordsman!" Su Mo said gravely, having a glance at his torn shirt.
Liu Canyang's attacks were cunning and hard to defend.
His heavy sword was at a complete disadvantage, so if he wanted to defeat Liu Canyang, he needed to render his cunning swordsmanship useless.
"You're going to die at my sword!"
Liu Canyang chuckled with bloodthirst in his eyes.
"Am I?"
Su Mo smiled and said, "Who knows how your Devil Sword will fare against my swift sword?"
He immediately attacked, turning into a stream of residual shadows and using his Shadow Steps. He pierced with his flashing sword towards Liu Canyang's throat.
Since Su Mo had used Divine Wind Swordplay, the sword was so fast that it looked like a blur.
It was extremely fast!
"What?"
Liu Canyang was shocked that Su Mo's sword was too fast for him to have a reaction.
In the face of absolute speed, all cunning techniques looked plain.
Liu Canyang could only manage to wield his sword.
Clang!
The collision of swords sent sparks flying everywhere.
Instead of being slowed down by the clash, Su Mo took advantage of this opportunity to speed up. With a tremble of the sword, sword radiance flashed and he crazily attacked over 20 times.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Liu Canyang was still a powerful expert at Lv 8 Spiritual Martial Realm, though he was overwhe
by Su Mo's attacks, he was still able to deflect all of them.
Su Mo attacked even faster, his sword turning into a stream of shadows that pummeled Liu Canyang.
Cunning as Liu Canyang's swordsmanship was, he could do nothing against Su Mo's swift attacks, other than defending.
Soon, Liu Canyang was at a disadvantage and was completely overpowered by Su Mo's sword.
In the spectator stands, everyone's jaw dropped again. So far, the astonishment that Su Mo gave them had almost numbed them.
He had fast body movement, unbelievable combat strength, the ability to control genuine Qi and Blood Qi, and now, also swift swordsmanship!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
In the fighting ring, Su Mo and Liu Canyang kept exchanging blows and flitting around the ring.
Blinding sword radiance shone everywhere, and powerful sword Qi exploded. The two men exchanged more than 300 attacks in only a moment.
Su Mo could not help but admit that Liu Canyang lived up to being a martial artist at Lv 8 Spiritual Martial Realm and was very powerful.
His opponent had gotten used to his swift sword and was regaining control.
If Su Mo wanted to quickly defeat Liu Canyang, he only had two choices. One was to use sword will, the other was to use his Devouring Martial Spirit.
Su Mo had never used sword will, but he had used his Martial Soul many times.
Therefore, Su Mo decided to use his Marital Soul without hesitation.
Buzz!
The Devouring Martial Spirit rumbled inside him, and a strong devouring power exploded instantly.
Liu Canyang's attack dissipated.
Whoosh!
Su Mo used this opportunity to pierce towards Liu Canyang's chest.
Swoosh!
As the Black-dark Sword barely pierced an inch into his chest, Liu Canyang retreated heavily.
"Su Mo, I want you dead!"
Liu Canyang roared as he swiftly retreated to the other side of the fighting ring, his face grave.
He also released his Martial Soul, which was a small snake that was only a foot long.
It was black with a silver strip on its back and nine yellow halos around it.
Rank 9 Human Class Martial Soul—Sliver-striped Snake!
After releasing his Martial Soul, Liu Canyang's Qi grew even colder.
He used some effort to control his chaotic genuine Qi and Blood Qi, shook his long sword like a snake ready to attack, and rushed toward Su Mo.
"You want me dead, and I want you dead as well!"
Su Mo was unafraid. He used all his power to use his Martial Soul to absorb his opponent's Blood Qi and genuine Qi and rushed towards Liu Canyang. The two men began fighting again.
Although Liu Canyang released his Martial Soul, he still needed to use some effort to control his genuine Qi and Blood Qi, so his abilities only increased partially.
However, despite his efforts to control his Qi, it still kept leaking out of him.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The two were on par, and there was no clear winner.
500 strikes!
800 strikes!
In no time, the two men had exchanged more than 1000 moves.
Everyone in the spectator stand was stunned.
"These two people are really powerful! There is still no clear winner after 1000 moves!"
"I feel like Liu Canyang suddenly got thinner!" someone said surprisedly.
Chapter 195: An Incredibly Substantial Reward
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Having exchanged over 1,000 blows with Su Mo, Liu Canyang was weakening.
He now looked like he suddenly lost much more weight. His skin stretched tight over his matchstick bones.
He had lost almost half of his Qi blood.
He grew anxious, and sweat beaded on his forehead.
He knew that he had to end Su Mo's life as soon as possible, or he would face a certain defeat as the battle lasted longer.
"Sky Snake Swordsmanship!"
Liu Canyang roared and strengthened his attack. He made every blow fatal, and his long sword flashed as he insanely swung at Su Mo.
"Haha! Are you mad?"
Rather than taking the strikes, Su Mo accelerated to dodge them, with a flicker of amusement in his cold eyes. His movements were as quick as a blur.
He had managed to devour a large part of his opponent's genuine Qi and Blood Qi. As Liu Canyang was getting weaker, Su Mo gained the upper hand.
In this case, only a fool would tamely take the strikes.
As long as he took advantage of his deft body movements and prolonged the battle, victory would undoubtedly belong to him.
By that time when Liu Canyang exhausted both his genuine Qi and Qi blood, he would be at Su Mo's mercy.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Liu Canyang continued to attack violently. His sword was like a snake's tongue, quick and deadly, yet he seemed to lack strength, and his speed slowed down.
Su Mo's footsteps changed unpredictably. His body kept twisting and turning to avoid the strikes. He was like an intangible breeze, impossible to trace.
"Swallowing Like a Whale!"
Liu Canyang swirled his sword at high speed, forming a large vortex that was wide open like a python's huge mouth, approaching Su Mo.
Whoosh!
Su Mo instantly fell back, quickly pulling away from Liu Canyang.
However, Su Mo's jaw dropped at Liu Canyang's next movement.
As soon as Liu Canyang forced Su Mo to fall back, he pivoted around immediately and flew out of the ring.
He moved very fast, and just in the blink of an eye, he had left the ring and reached the exit of the seventh battle station.
"Sh*t…"
Su Mo could not help but spit out dirty words.
Liu Canyang was making a bolt for the exit.
That was something out of Su Mo's expectation. It was too late to chase after him now.
The audience burst into an uproar!
How could it be possible that Liu Canyang fled the ring?
Liu Canyang, the Devil Swordsman who had reached the Lv 8 Spiritual Martial Realm, decisively chose to escape after realizing he would lose the battle.
Su Mo sighed inwardly. He did not want to run after Liu Canyang now. He might as well spare his life temporarily and kill him when the time came.
Since the fight was over, Su Mo had no intention of fighting anymore. He turned to look at the steward and said, "I'm too exhausted to fight any longer. That's all for the challenge."
Pandemonium in the stands broke out as his voice faded.
"Su Mo's record is finally settled!"
"Yeah! 151 victories! He's broken the record that has lasted for the past 200 years. With only two more victories, he would reach the highest record in history."
"I thought he was going to fight more!"
"He's reached his limit. He's too tired to fight anymore after winning so many challenges."
The spectators' eyes were all fixed on the sturdy teenager on the platform.
Su Mo stood there and enjoyed being worshiped by people.
Relief suffused the stewards' features after hearing what Su Mo had said. They had been afraid that Su Mo would not stop fighting.
However, when they thought of the reward they had to give to Su Mo according to his record, their faces twitched uncontrollably.
"You've won 151 battles!"
One of them rose to his feet, thought for a while, and said, "You'll be rewarded…"
He suddenly paused, for he realized that the reward was shockingly huge. For a moment, the numbers were on the tip of his tongue.
If he put aside the reward for the first 100 battles and focused on the rest 51 ba battles, Su Mo would gain more than 20,000 Spiritual Stones for each victory, according to the rule that every victory the participant won would add 500 Lower Spiritual Stones to the final reward.
The final number resulting from summing up the 51 battles would amount to an astronomical figure.
"How much will I get?" Su Mo asked.
He did not precisely count the total reward, but he knew that it must be tons of Spiritual Stones.
That was when a gray-haired old man strode over in the air, along with a mountainous aura.
He was Elder Yuan from the Four Seas Fighting Ring.
The old man arrived at the seventh battle station and stood in the air above them.
"Young man, you've won 151 successive battles. Not counting the reward for your first 50 battles that we've paid you, the final reward is 681,375 Lower Spiritual Stones!" He stated in a deep voice.
"Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!"
Everyone at the seventh battle station gasped as they heard the number.
They had known that the reward for 151 victories would be incredibly high and had prepared for the result, but when they heard the actual number, most of them could not help but be stunned, the numbers echoing in their mind.
For a moment, many people's eyes glittered with greed.
That was about 680, 000 Lower Spiritual Stones, not taels of gold.
Even a martial artist in the True Spirit Realm would go crazy over this substantial reward, let alone the martial artists in the Spiritual Martial Realm present.
Su Mo stood on the platform dumbfounded, whilst excitement surged in him.
"681,375 Lower Spiritual Stones?"
"I'll make skyrocketing strides in cultivating if I have so many Spiritual Stones."
Both the rank of his Martial Soul and his cultivation realm would have a spike in a short period of time.
What's more, with so many Spiritual Stones, he would smoothly reach the True Spirit Realm, even though the Spiritual Qi he needed to improve his cultivation was many times more than that of others.
Su Mo started to tremble with excitement.
Elder Yuan sighed and then eyed Su Mo, saying, "But we don't have so many Spiritual Stones in hand at present. Come and see me at the fighting ring three days later, and you shall get your reward."
The man was telling the truth. More than 680, 000 Lower Spiritual Stones were equivalent to a whole year's earnings for the ring, and it was true that they did not have enough Spiritual Stones to pay Su Mo at the moment.
He needed three days to collect them.
"Wait three days?"
Su Mo's brows furrowed. He reflected on it for a while and then nodded. "Well then. I'll come and claim the reward three days later."
Since they demanded an extension, Su Mo had to accept it.
After all, he was weaker than the Four Seas Fighting Ring and could only obey their arrangements.
However, he did not mind the extension as long as they promised to pay the reward.
"Okay!"
Elder Yuan nodded and then turned to gesture towards a steward.
The steward took out a jade badge and gave it to Su Mo.
There were numbers engraved on it: 151.
This was proof of Su Mo's achievement.
Having settled the arrangement, the old man strode away in the air.
"Huff!"
Su Mo put the badge away and let out a long breath before he slowly walked down the platform of the ring.
Meanwhile, Luo Qianfan and Luo Huan also descended from the stand and moved quickly towards Su Mo.
"Su Mo, let's go home!" Luo Qianfan said gravely as they approached.
"Okay!"
Su Mo nodded and did not say anything else.
They left the Four Seas Fighting Ring without any delay.
Many people on the stand looked at Su Mo with sparkling eyes as he walked away.
Three days later, Su Mo would possess more than 680,000 Lower Spiritual Stones, which made him no different than a walking treasure chest.