No one stepping forward to spar with Su Mo came as no surprise to the crowd.
What did astonish them was that the First Prince had clearly only been speaking perfunctorily, yet Shangguan Hao had taken it seriously and truly intended to challenge every genius of the Imperial Ancestor Sacred Dynasty.
Such courage, such confidence—it was truly formidable.
"Big Brother, can you defeat him?" Zhu Ying sent a voice transmission to Zhu Tong beside him. He wanted Zhu Tong to take the field and defeat Su Mo.
"I have no absolute certainty!" Zhu Tong replied through voice transmission. Su Mo had only made one move before, and he had no idea exactly how powerful Su Mo was.
Still, he was quite confident. After all, he was a Martial Venerable realm eighth layer martial artist. Even if he suppressed his cultivation to the Martial Venerable Realm, First Layer, he was far stronger than Jin Lu at the same level.
Hearing this, Zhu Ying could only sigh inwardly. It was not convenient for him to urge his big brother to take the field now, so he could only continue waiting.
In the arena, Su Mo swept his gaze around. Seeing that no one was still coming forward, he felt utterly helpless. Looks like I need to administer stronger medicine!
Then, he gave a light cough and said, "The Imperial Ancestor Sacred Dynasty has so many geniuses. Could it be that they are all famous only in name? Is there truly not a single one who dares to come up and spar with me?"
The moment these words were spoken, many people's faces darkened. His words were exceedingly arrogant, openly looking down on every genius of the Imperial Ancestor Sacred Dynasty.
Previously, it had only been a contest of wills between the First