Su Mo's faintly smiling voice spread through the entire venue, leaving everyone stunned once again.
"If you can take one move from me without losing, I'll count it as your victory!"
What arrogant words! What inflated confidence!
"Ridiculous!"
Tong Yu sneered, his face full of mockery. "Make your move! If I retreat even half a step, you win!"
"Very well, then take one sword strike from me!"
Su Mo raised the greatsword in his hand high overhead. The dense Chaos Power within his body surged madly into the sword, and soaring sword light shot straight into the heavens.
Vast sword might radiated from Su Mo, mighty and boundless, surging through the heavens.
The endless void was sliced into fragments by the sword might, cold and bone-piercing.
"What?"
At that moment, the expressions of everyone present changed upon seeing Su Mo's aura.
The strength of this aura was already no weaker than Wan Shengxiao's earlier. This was clearly Saint King level strength.
Everyone's hearts trembled violently. Su Mo, a mid-stage Martial Saint realm cultivator, actually possessed Saint King level strength!
This sight was shocking. For a mid-stage Martial Saint realm martial artist to possess Saint King level combat power was an exceedingly rare occurrence.
Though the gap was merely two minor realms, the difference was as vast as heaven and earth.
"How is that possible?" Wan Shengxiao's eyes widened, his face looking as though he had seen a ghost. How could Su Mo possibly be this powerful?
Had he not felt it personally, he would never have believed that Su Mo, a mere mid-stage Martial Saint realm cultivator, possessed such an aura.
"This is...!"
Xu Ming, Lin Man, Elder Jiang, and the others all narrowed their eyes, equally shocked by the aura Su Mo had displayed.
"Hm?" Tong Yu was startled