Warrior's Promise

Translator: Transn  Editor: Transn

After Su Mo and Nie Chong had both won, the following battles were not nearly as exciting.

After a while, Su Mo faced another great master, Tang Yingjie, ranked 19th on List of Top 100 Talents.

On the battle ring.

In the fighting ring, the handsome Tang Yingjie said "Su Mo, I may not be a match for you, but I will not surrender easily!".

As his name, Tang Yingjie was handsome and a talent inside and out.

"Go ahead!"

Su Mo said briefly with a nod.

Tang Yingjie nodded gravely. He did not bother to release his Martial Soul as it still would not make any difference to the outcome of the duel.

"World-shocking Palm!"

Tang Yingjie shouted and a strong power surged from his palm toward Su Mo.

Swish!

His palm print was met with a sharp sword radiance that annihilated everything in its path.

Boom!

Tang Yingjie was sent flying back, blood streaming from his mouth.

The battle was over in a second.

After devouring Tang Yingjie's Dragon Luck, Su Mo's Dragon Luck was now 171 meters long.

The matches continued.

After beating three other people, his Dragon Luck was now 192 meters long. Now that the competition was drawing to a close, with the exception of the top ten, everyone else's Dragon Lucks were not going to change much.

Currently, the top ten in terms of Dragon Luck were:

Number one, Ao Wushuang at 276 meters!

Number two, Wu Sheng at 264 meters!

Number three, Hong Qingtian at 252 meters!

Number four, Mo Yue at 243 meters!

Number five, the ninth princess at 216 meters!

Number six, Han Qianze at 204 meters!

Number seven, Duanmu Ying at 198 meters!

Number eight, Nie Chong at 192 meters!

Number nine, Su Mo at 189 meters!

Number ten, Huo Ling at 183 meters!

After losing to Su Mo and Nie Chong respectively, Han Qianze and Duanmu Ying's Dragon Luck were greatly diminished and so they were surpassed by the ninth princess.

Su Mo and Nie Chong were both on winning streaks, their Dragon Luck both making it to the top ten.

As for Huo Ling, because the ninth princess' Dragon Luck was so tiny, it devoured 90 meters of his Dragon Luck.

This pushed her to fifth place and caused him to drop to tenth.

Huo Ling might have been extremely powerful and he did not lose any of his following battles but all his opponents had small Dragon Luck, resulting in his own Dragon Luck to grow at a snail's pace.

The arena quietened as the crowd knew the final battles were about to begin.

The top ten would face each other to compete for Dragon Luck.

Soon, all five fighting rings had wrapped up their battles. The arena fell silent.

Everyone was in high spirits. As per the previous competitions, the finals would be held in the Central Fighting Ring.

Buzz! Buzz!

The sound of vibrating tokens suddenly broke the silence.

The audience was full of experts who could detect even the slightest sound. Everyone looked over, and their eyes lit up when they saw it was Ao Wushuang and Han Qianze.

Ao Wushuang and Han Qianze were about to fight!

The first battle would begin with them.

In the spectators stand, a giant figure stood up, and calmly stepped into the Central Fighting Ring.

At the same time, Han Qianze jumped into the fighting ring and landed opposite Ao Wushuang.

Han Qianze was grim-faced. He was not expecting his first match opponent to be Ao Wushuang.

"Han Qianze, make your move!"

Ao Wushuang said, raising his right hand while his left hand remained behind his back.

"Ao Wushuang, don't think too highly of yourself!"

Han Qianze yelled coldly. "Do you plan on defeating me with just one hand?"

"I've never needed to use both hands against someone!"

Ao Wushuang shook his head and said haughtily, "One hand is enough to crush you!"

Ao Wushuang was calm and extremely confident. In his eyes, no one could force him to use his full strength, not even the talented ninth princess.

She may be extremely talented, but her cultivation was too low.

"You're too arrogant!"

Han Qianze grew angry at his opponent's disdain.

"Arrogant?"

Ao Wushuang chuckled and released his aura.

"What? Lv 5 True Spirit Realm!"

Han Qianze's eyes widened as he stared in disbelief.

"Wow! Ao Wushuang has entered Lv 5 True Spirit Realm!"

"Ao Wushuang was already peerless at his cultivation level, and now that he had entered Lv 5 True Spirit Realm, no one would be able to match him!"

"First place is his for sure!"

"Yes, the rest will just have to compete for the lower titles!"

The spectators burst into a heated discussion.

The ninth princess, Mo Yue, Wu Sheng, and others in the top ten all furrowed their brows.

Ao Wushuang was already tremendously powerful. Now that he had entered Lv 5 True Spirit Realm, would they still stand a chance against him?

Su Mo narrowed his eyes and stared gravely at Ao Wushuang.

Ao Wushuang was probably powerful enough to easily kill a Lv 8 True Spirit Realm martial artist, so it was no surprise he thought he was invincible.

However, Su Mo felt slightly better after remembering that he had Nirvana Sword Qi and Devouring Martial Soul as his secret weapons.

He stood a chance of winning!

In the fighting ring,

Han Qianze's face was solemn. Even when they were of the same level, he was no match for him. Now that Ao Wushuang was one level higher, he stood no chance.

However, as a legendary talent, Han Qianze could not surrender without a fight.

"Inferno Frost Palm!"

With a fierce roar, Han Qianze sent out a giant icy palm print toward Ao Wushuang.

Even if he did not stand a chance, he would go down fighting.

"I can beat you with one punch!" scoffed Ao Wushuang.

He slowly clenched his fist and threw a punch straight at Han Qianze.

"Emperor's Fist!"

The golden fist force resembled a beam of Heavenly Light and was even more dazzling than Ao Wushuang's Dragon Luck.

It destroyed all the icy air in its path and instantly shattered the palm print, quickly making its way towards Han Qianze.

Swoosh!

Han Qianze retreated, cold air gushed out of him, forming a thick ice shield.

Boom!

The golden fist radiance struck the ice shield and shattered into shards.

Puff!

Han Qianze spat out a mouthful of blood and flew out of the fighting ring like a cannonball.

He had been defeated by one punch!

A hush fell across the entire arena. Even someone as strong as Han Qianze could not take a casual punch from Ao Wushuang. Ao Wushuang had greatly surpassed the other geniuses.

This not a meeting of equals, but a complete crushing of all his opponents!

After a while, Ao Wushuang devoured part of Han Qianze's Dragon Luck, and his Dragon Luck increased to 279 meters.

Looking at his long Dragon Luck, Ao Wushuang took a deep breath and looked forward to his Dragon Luck surpassing the 300 meters mark.

Then, the gate to Firmament Divine Realm would open.