Warrior's Promise

Everyone’s mouths opened widely and they stared blankly in front of them.

Lost!

The powerful An Jian, ranked eighteenth on the King Sage Board was surpassed by two ranks and lost to Su Mo.

Furthermore, this entire process had occurred in such a short time and Su Mo had secured his victory easily.

How could that be?

This outcome had exceeded everyone’s expectations and even Elder Jiang was in disbelief.

The group of Wind-thunder Sect members were also dumbstruck that Su Mo had easily defeated An Jian.

With Su Mo’s strength, he might be in the top ten of the King Sage Board.

What a frightening thing.

It seemed unimaginable for a Middle Stage Martial Sage to have the strength of the top ten on the King Sage Board.

Shoosh!

An Jian flew across almost a few dozen kilometers before he stabilized himself.

His shirt was torn and tattered with fresh blood stains all over him. The aura around him was unstable and it was evident that he had sustained a heavy injury.

“You… how can you be so strong?” An Jian stared intently at Su Mo as his heart sunk.

He had been completely overpowered and so shocked that he started to cast doubts on the sword strike that he used just now.

Even the top ten godly talent on the King Sage Board might not be able to hold his sword strike bare-handed but Su Mo did it.

“There is nothing impossible about being strong!” Su Mo’s maintained a nonchalant face as he stated.

“You are just a Middle Stage Martial Sage. You can’t be that strong, did you hide your cultivation rank?” An Jian’s face darkened as his voice deepened.

He did not believe that Su Mo would be so strong as just a Middle Stage Martial Sage. He must have used a secret technique to hide his real cultivation rank.

“I don’t need you to acknowledge me. My talents are out of your league!” Su Mo scoffed. He had to admit that An Jian’s combat strength was strong.

However, An Jian was only ordinary in his eyes.

A real godly talent, one who could surpass cultivation ranks, had to be strong in every aspect.

For instance, the Fighting Soul, body constitution, cultivation rank, Ultimacy had to be strong.

On the other hand, An Jian only specialized in using the Invisible Technique of his tribe.

While the Great Rotating Sacred Sword Fighting Soul was ranked highly on the Archean Martial Souls Board, it felt wasted on An Jian.

If Leng Xie or Yin Wudao had such a strong Fighting Soul, they would be much stronger than An Jian.

Nonetheless, Su Mo gave up on the idea of devouring An Jian’s Great Rotating Sacred Sword Fighting Soul, the timing wasn’t right.

“You…!” An Jian fumed with rage at Su Mo’s offense but he couldn’t rebut Su Mo.

“How bold!”

Everyone who heard Su Mo’s words was taken aback. Su Mo’s dominant power was unimaginable.

Su Mo was so strong, how could he have been unknown before this?

Even the group of Wind-thunder Sect members couldn’t help wondering about Su Mo’s background.

Xu Ming was letting out buckets of sweat. How could he have imagined that the Martial Sage he had invited to the sect would be someone so exceptional?

In the air, Su Mo ignored An Jian and turned towards Elder An Lin of the Dark Shadow Tribe as he smiled, “Elder An Lin, An Jian has lost. You shouldn’t object that the victor of the contest is the Wind-thunder Sect right?”

Elder An Lin fell silent as his face darkened.

However, words had been spoken and agreements had been made. He had lost and he could not go back on his words.

A few moments later, Elder An Lin turned towards Elder Jiang and expressionlessly said, “Elder Jiang, congratulations to the Wind-thunder Sect for winning!”

He admitted Su Mo’s achievement, this wasn’t too hard.

The contest occurred once every six months. The Dark Shadow Tribe won nine out of ten rounds, so losing once was no big deal.

“Ha ha ha!” Elder Jiang burst into a hearty laugh. This was a call for celebration for the Wind-thunder Sect.

“Elder An Lin, thank you!” Elder Jiang cupped his fists towards Elder An Lin with a joyful expression.

The Wind-thunder Sect had not won in many years. This has caused the Ultimacy growth of the Martial Sages in the Wind-thunder Sect to slow down.

Finally, the opportunity had returned to them.

Elder Jiang felt relieved. They had to owe it to Su Mo. If it wasn’t for him, they would have been utterly defeated like in the past.

The group of Wind-thunder Sect members were also ecstatic. After so many years, they could finally go to the Sky Tyrant Tribe.

Only Wan Shengxiang wore an ugly expression. He felt that Su Mo had stolen the center of attention from him.

In the future, he would suppress Su Mo in the Wind-thunder Sect.

“Everyone, since the contest is over, we don’t have to stay here any longer!” Elder Jiang was eager to return to the sect and hence immediately tried to leave.

“Goodbye!” Elder An Lin cupped his fists gently. Elder Tong Yu of the Eight-eyes Tribe also cupped his fists.

“Su Mo, let’s go!” Elder Jiang called upon Su Mo, wearing a warm smile on his face.

The attitude Elder Jiang had towards Su Mo had taken a drastic turn.

“Mm!”

Su Mo nodded as he strode forward and arrived beside Elder Jiang.

With that, Elder Jiang waved his robe and led the group away.

“Elder An Lin, where did Su Mo come from?”

After the Wind-thunder Sect left, Elder Tong Yu arrived in front of Elder An Lin and asked.

“I don’t know, I have never heard of him before!” Elder An Lin shook his head.

“He shouldn’t be a talent that the Wind-thunder Sect randomly invited to win the contest right?” Elder Tong Yu guessed. He couldn’t understand how the Wind-thunder Sect would have such an exceptional talent.

If they really had one, how could he be unknown and silent? Su Mo would have been famous throughout Dark Region.

“The Wind-thunder Sect wouldn’t dare to do that. However, we have to investigate the background of Su Mo!” Elder An Lin shook his head.

They had to take note of such a scary talent of the Wind-thunder Sect.

Su Mo was too exceptional, he was even stronger than Gongcheng Taihao had been back when he was a Middle Stage Martial Sage.

…

“Ha ha! Su Mo, thank goodness for you this time!”

Up in the air, Elder Jiang led Su Mo and the group back to Wind-thunder Sect, a permanent smile plastered across his face.

“It was nothing!” Su Mo laughed dismissively.

“It isn’t a small matter, the Wind-thunder Sect has not obtained victory for many years!”

Elder Jiang’s face darkened as he continued, “This time, you made a huge contribution. I will report to the Sect Leader later to reward you heavily!”

However, Elder Jiang felt that Su Mo’s identity was suspicious. How could such a godly talent enter the Wind-thunder Sect?

Nonetheless, Su Mo made a huge contribution and he had to be rewarded.

“Mm, thank you Elder Jiang then!” Su Mo nodded his head. Although he wouldn’t be moved by many things with his current strength, he would not reject a reward.

“Haha, I should do this for you!” Elder Jiang roared with laughter.

A while later, the group arrived back at Wind-thunder Sect.