Su Mo's clear, resounding voice spread in all directions, echoing throughout the entire martial arena.
Yet everyone remained silent. No one dared to accept the challenge.
With strength like Su Mo's, any person with first-grade Cultivation would be driven to despair. Who would dare step onto the stage?
"You...!"
Seeing that no one paid him any heed, Chu Yan's face turned livid, his heart burning with uncontainable rage.
His fists clenched tightly. He wanted to attack and fight Su Mo again, but when he recalled Su Mo's strength, fear inevitably rose within him.
If he were blasted apart again, he would truly lose face all the way to his grandmother's house.
"Just you wait!" Chu Yan spat out a threat before turning and flying toward the spectator stands.
Then, with a gloomy expression, he landed beside Qin'er and remained silent.
At present, he had no face to speak with Qin'er and the others, much less ask Ji Yuesong and Luo Yu for help.
Of course, the main reason was that these were all simulated bodies. Even if he defeated Su Mo, he would not be able to vent the fury in his heart.
"Does no one dare fight?" Su Mo swept his gaze around and asked again. If no one dared to fight, then he would challenge someone with Grade Two cultivation.
The entire martial arena remained silent. Everyone looked at one another. The most monstrous Grade One geniuses were not here at the moment, and no one dared to take the stage.
After waiting briefly and seeing that no one came forward, Su Mo shouted, "In that case, is there anyone with Grade Two Low-level cultivation willing to fight?"
"What?"
"He wants to challenge someone with Grade Two Low-level cultivation?"
"Isn't that too arrogant?"
"What incredible confidence!"
Upon hearing