Warrior's Promise

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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!"