One hundred zhang!
Fifty zhang!
Twenty zhang!
Amid the expectant gazes of countless people above Vast Lake, Su Mo and Taishi Yuan were finally about to clash.
"Slash!"
When only about two zhang remained between them, Taishi Yuan roared and struck first.
Using his palm as a saber, he viciously chopped down at Su Mo's head.
Taishi Yuan had no weapon. Since his cultivation had recovered rather quickly, he had not yet had time to find a suitable weapon.
This strike was powerful and heavy. A sharp pale-golden Saber Light shot from Taishi Yuan's palm, heading straight for Su Mo.
Because they were so close, the Saber Light instantly neared Su Mo's head.
However, Su Mo had long been prepared. The instant Taishi Yuan attacked, he struck as well.
"Break!"
Likewise using his palm as a sword, Su Mo swept his arm, and a grayish-white Sword Qi instantly slashed out.
Su Mo had long since discarded his weapon. Having recovered to the True Profound Realm, a level-four weapon was of no use to him whatsoever.
The grayish-white Sword Qi possessed a towering aura and immense sword might as it instantly collided with the pale-golden Saber Light.
Boom!
With a loud explosion, both attacks collapsed and burst apart in an instant.
However, Taishi Yuan, who was in the Martial King Realm, had been slightly stronger. All the shattered force surged toward Su Mo.
Seeing this, Su Mo immediately retreated a large step. Then, the shattered force was drawn down by Yuan Magnetic Mountain, causing him not the slightest harm.
"How is that possible?" Taishi Yuan's eyes widened. Su Mo had actually blocked his attack; it was utterly inconceivable.
The other Flying Spirit Tribe genius and the Wu Tribe genius were both stunned, their faces filled with shock.
Yet they quickly recovered.