Everyone was shocked by what Su Mo had done.
In truth, it was not as if no one had thought of doing this before, but who would dare break the rules?
The rule of the second trial was to see who could hold out the longest. Whoever remained on the platform until the end would pass.
Therefore, even those who occasionally had such thoughts would not break the rule. They would only honestly resist the Saint Rain.
But now, Su Mo had done it. With the force of thunder, he had blasted everyone away and passed the trial smoothly, leaving everyone's jaws shattered on the ground.
Especially the Witchman King, You Tianhan, and the others who bore a grudge against Su Mo—their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
"Damn it!"
Seeing Su Mo pass so easily, the Witchman King felt more disgusted than if he had swallowed a fly. But on second thought, Su Mo passing was also a good thing. By the third trial, Su Mo would have nowhere left to run.
The faster he passes, the faster he dies! You Tianhan snorted coldly inwardly.
However, no one had time to dwell on the matter, because the Saint Rain had already descended. Everyone hurriedly acted to defend themselves.
The Saint Rain blanketed the sky, like countless spirit swords falling upon one platform after another.
Ah! Ah! Ah!!
In that instant, screams rang out without end. Due to Su Mo's actions, many people had been distracted and could not evade the sword rain in time. Quite a few were killed on the spot by the sword rain.
This was true death. Being killed by the sword rain not only meant elimination, but complete death.
Even more people were affected by Su Mo and suffered severe injuries.
"Damn it!"
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