(Here's a big chapter!)
"You two martial schools' elite disciples can come at me together. I'm in a hurry."
Su Mo stood tall with his hands behind his back. His voice wasn't loud, but the domineering force in it thundered across every corner of the arena.
Everyone present was stunned and in an uproar.
Both martial schools' elite disciples together?
"Has Su Mo gone crazy? Sure, he's strong—he just beat Cao Xuanchu—but there's no way he can win against so many people at once."
"Exactly. He's not only asking every elite disciple from Qiufeng Martial Arts School to come out, he wants the elite disciples from Changchun Martial Arts School to join them too."
"Don't forget that Mo Chengjun is still with Qiufeng Martial Arts School. They say his strength is on par with Cao Xuanchu's. Add all the remaining elite disciples from both schools, and Su Mo is sure to lose."
"There's no way he can win. Those elite disciples, with Mo Chengjun among them, could pose a huge threat even to ordinary Meridian Opening Realm experts."
At that moment, everyone thought Su Mo had gone mad. Otherwise, how could he say something like that?
Mo Chengjun was already a renowned genius among Body Tempering Realm martial artists. And the elite disciples from the two martial schools were all outstanding talents from their respective towns and villages.
Once they joined forces, Su Mo wouldn't stand a chance.
The elite disciples from both schools glared at Su Mo, furious. He was treating them as if they were nothing.
"Su Mo, are you serious?"
Mo Chengjun stood on the arena, his expression dark. He had never expected Su Mo to dare look down on him so completely.
Did Su Mo really think he was just as easily defeated as Cao Xuanchu?