Warrior's Promise

The disciples from Wind-thunder Sect were stunned and their faces turned gloomy.

Many of them turned their heads to look at Su Mo and they were cursing him in their hearts for having made the right guess.

However, they did not think that Su Mo was able to tell the strength of Huo Yun and Tong Chou well enough to come up with the judgment. He just happened to have made the right speculation.

If Senior Brother Wan and Elder Jiang were unable to tell which of them was more powerful, it would be impossible for Su Mo to be able to do so.

“Senior Brother Wan, Elder Jiang, the outcome is before your eyes!” Su Mo said with a smile.

Su Mo was not trying to show off but he was hoping that by making himself known, he could be given the opportunity to take part in the fight if the other disciples were being defeated.

When Elder Jiang and Senior Brother Wan heard what Su Mo had said, their face turned ghastly pale.

Senior Brother Wan felt embarrassed. He had commented that Su Mo was spouting nonsense earlier but Su Mo was right in his guess.

“Su Mo, you are just lucky to have guessed it correctly!” Senior Brother Wan said, looking grim.

When Su Mo heard what Senior Brother Wan had said, he simply laughed and did not respond to him. He did not want to argue with him.

Tong Chou had won, and Huo Yun had lost. The disciples from Wind-thunder Sect felt depressed, whereas the disciples from Eight-eyes Tribe were jumping for joy.

“Elder Jiang, thank you for letting us win one round!”

Elder Tong Yu smiled and cupped his fist at Elder Jiang.

Elder Tong Yu was tall and muscular. When the eight eyes on his forehead blinked, they emitted a bright light.

“It was only one round. Let’s continue!” Elder Jiang said nonchalantly. He was indeed not concerned about it.

That was not the first time that Wind-thunder Sect had lost. They had lost most of the time and Elder Jiang was used to losing the fights.

Another genius from Eight-eyes Tribe took the field and Senior Brother Wang took him on.

Not surprisingly, Senior Brother Wang lost after exchanging more than 100 blows with the genius!

Fortunately, Senior Brother Wang had fought for more than 100 blows before losing to the genius from Eight-eyes Tribe, so it did not look too bad for him.

After Senior Brother Wang had lost, the disciples from Wind-thunder Sect became more disappointed.

They had lost two rounds. If they lost another round, that would make it three. They would not have to go for the fourth round then as they would have lost the fight.

If they could win the last two rounds, they could compete again.

“The disciples from Wind-thunder Sect are getting worse!”

Elder An Lin from Dark Shadow Tribe said and shook his head. Dark Shadow Tribe would definitely win the fight.

“I hope the fight will end soon!”

An Jian from Dark Shadow Tribe said impassively. No one was fit to take him on. The geniuses from Wind-thunder Sect and Eight-eyes Tribe were nothing in his eyes.

However, An Jian had to participate in the fight as he had to ensure that Dark Shadow Tribe would win the fight.

He had been asked to take part in the fight almost every time they held the event.

It was an easy task for him. However, every time he took part in the fight, he had to take some time off from his cultivation.

“An Jian, I know this is taking up your cultivation time but it will not be for long!” Elder An Lin said.

“It is alright!” An Jian shook his head. He might not have to take the field as the winning team might already emerge in the first three rounds.

The third round of the fight was about to start.

Another genius from the Eight-eyes Tribe took the field. He was filled with a strong aura that shook the space and caused it to crack.

He was in a grey and white top, and he had a long face with eight sharp eyes.

“Lin Man, are you confident of winning?” Elder Jiang asked Senior Sister Lin.

The name of the genius from Eight-eyes Tribe was Tong Hua. He had great strength and he was the most outstanding expert among the End Realm Martial Sages.

Thus, Elder Jiang did not have much confidence in Lin Man.

“Elder Jiang, I will do my best!” Lin Man took a deep breath and flew onto the field.

When the disciples from Wind-thunder Sect saw Tong Hua, they sighed and looked sullen.

If Senior Sister Lin lost the fight, they would have to pack up and leave.

Wan Shengxiang squinted his eyes. He hoped that Lin Man would win the fight so that he could have the opportunity to take the field.

His strength had been enhanced tremendously over the past six months and his goal was to challenge An Jian and defeat him. Although he did not have absolute confidence in defeating An Jian, he would like to give it a try.

“She has a chance to win the fight!”

Su Mo squinted his eyes and sized Lin Man up. He sensed that Lin Man’s strength was comparable to the genius from the Eight-eyes Tribe.

However, he had no idea if the two of them possessed any powerful trump cards.

The fight started and Tong Hua was the first to strike. He activated his Natal Pupil Technique and started to attack Lin Man.

The attacks from the Eight-eyes Tribe were straightforward. Their eyes were their most powerful weapons.

Eight rays of sharp divine light cut across the sky like meteorites and the speed was quick.

“Smash!”

Lin Man shouted and shook the shiny sword in her hand. All of a sudden, a gale swirled up.

The gale was powerful and it swept around the space. The gale was formed by the Wind Property Dark Force, combined with the Wind Ultimacy.

The gale swirled around and destroyed everything that got in its way.

Boom!!

There was an earth-shattering explosion when the gale hit the Eight-eyes Pupil Technique

“Die!”

Lin Man shouted again. Her voice was filled with a strong fighting spirit and she kept brandishing her sword.

The long stretches of Wind Razors were like sabers. They shot up to the sky and moved aggressively toward Tong Hua to attack him.

In the face of the attack from Lin Man, Tong Hua did not show any sign of retreating. He threw out his blows with his spear and at the same time, activated his Natal Pupil Technique.

Both of them were powerful. Their attacks were aggressive and they attacked each other continually.

“Wind Spiritual Body, Gale Fighting Soul!” Su Mo squinted his eyes. Lin Man was talented. She possessed the same Wind Spiritual Body as Jiang Fengran and on top of that, she had the Gale Fighting Soul to complement it.

Her comprehension of the Wind Ultimacy was profound as well and she was at the Peak of Rank 6.

The two of them fought fiercely. The gale whizzed strongly, with the Wind Razors swirling around the space. On the other hand, the divine light from Tong Hua’s Natal Pupil Technique continued to shoot out of his eight eyes.

The whole stretch of space kept exploding and repairing, and the cycle went on.

The fight between the two of them seemed to get into a deadlock and after one hour, no one had emerged as the winner.

Finally, Tong Hua could not take it anymore. He started to go downhill and he kept moving back.

“Down you go!”

Lin Man shouted and she attacked more fiercely. Multiple Wind Razors appeared around her like a forest of blades.

The Wind Razors then formed a huge saber in an instant.

The huge saber was transparent and its length was about 1,600 kilometers. The aura was imposing and it was accompanied by vast wind power. Lin Man slashed out hard and hit straight at Tong Hua.

Boom!

The huge Wind Razor Saber slashed out and smashed the space, causing many people to retreat in a hurry.

“What?”

Tong Hua used all his might to fend off the powerful blow. He waved his spear and activated his Natal Pupil Technique to counter the blow.

However, he was being defeated. He was unable to fend off Lin Man’s powerful blow and he was thrown a far distance, spewing out a mouthful of blood along the way.

“Thank you for letting me win!”

Lin Man looked at Tong Hua, who had been defeated, and cupped her fist, looking confident and proud.

The disciples from Eight-eyes Tribe sighed when they saw that Tong Hua had been defeated. However, they had expected that to happen as they knew that Lin Man was powerful.

Fortunately, they had won two rounds and thus, they had not lost.

“Senior Sister Lin is amazing!”

“Haha! We have finally won one round!”

“That was close!”

The disciples from Wind-thunder Sect were elated. Since Lin Man had won, they still had a chance to win the fight.

As long as Senior Brother Wan won the last round, it would be a draw between Wind-thunder Sect and Eight-eyes Tribe as each camp would have won two rounds. They would then be able to start all over and compete again.

When they competed again, they would select one person from each camp to go for one last round for the winning team to emerge.

“Good job!” Elder Jiang shouted and looked happy. He was pleased that Lin Man had won.

“Hoho! Junior Sister Lin has not let me down. Leave the rest to me!” Wan Shengxiang said and smiled at Lin Man.

Lin Man had given him the opportunity to take part in the fight by winning. If she had been defeated, Wan Shengxiang would not be able to take to the field.

The disciples from Wind-thunder Sect were elated except for one person, and that was Su Mo. He started to furrow his brows.

After Lin Man had won the fight, it would be Wan Shengxiang’s turn. That would be the crucial fight.

If Wan Shengxiang won, Wind-thunder Sect would have the opportunity of winning the fight. However, if he lost, there would be no hope for Wind-thunder Sect.

Su Mo had no confidence in Wan Shengxiang. He had to take part in the fight in order for Wind-thunder Sect to win the last round.

When Wan Shengxiang saw that Lin Man had flown back in victory, he waved his sleeve and got ready to enter the field.

Su Mo could not care less. In a flash, he flew toward the field before Wan Shengxiang could fly in.