Su Mo's expression was grave. No matter what, he would not allow himself to lose.
The next instant, a phantom rose behind Su Mo, and a long Sword Martial Soul appeared.
This long Sword Martial Soul was entirely silver, gleaming with cold light and incomparably sharp.
This silver Sword Martial Soul was Heaven-grade Second Rank!
Naturally, Su Mo had devoured this silver Sword Martial Soul. As for whom it had originally belonged to, he no longer remembered. He had devoured far too many Martial Souls—too many to count.
After using Martial Soul power, Su Mo's aura rose by another measure. His entire body seemed to radiate peerless sharpness, fierce and cutting.
"Hehe!"
At the sight, Zhan Luan immediately sneered in disdain. Did Su Mo think he could break his defenses with a single Heaven-grade Second Rank Martial Soul? That was far too naive!
He had thought Su Mo possessed some heaven-defying trump card, but it turned out to be nothing more than a Heaven-grade Second Rank Martial Soul.
Countless spectators secretly shook their heads. Even with Martial Soul power, Su Mo's efforts would be futile, because Martial Soul power offered only a relatively limited boost to combat strength.
Of course, higher-grade Martial Souls, or Martial Souls with special abilities, provided much greater boosts to combat strength, such as Zhan Luan's Earth Martial Soul and Giant Martial Soul.
Yet just as everyone shook their heads inwardly, another phantom rose behind Su Mo, and two more Sword Martial Souls appeared.
These two Sword Martial Souls were slightly lower in grade, but they had still reached the Heaven-grade.
Three Sword Martial Souls floated behind Su Mo, their razor-sharp aura spreading out and making him seem peerlessly keen, his Sword Qi chilling to the bone.
"What?"
Everyone stared blankly, their eyes wide and their