In the center of the square, Su Mo and Wei Liang stood facing each other.
His aura soared into the heavens, his fighting intent surged like raging waves, and his Qi Cultivation Fifth Level aura was fully displayed before everyone.
That was right. Two days ago, Su Mo had successfully broken through the bottleneck of the Qi Cultivation Fourth Level and reached the Qi Cultivation Fifth Level.
With his cultivation advanced, his strength naturally increased greatly. Su Mo was certain of victory in today's battle.
Today, he would let everyone see how the good-for-nothing in their eyes would rise against the tide.
"Damn, Su Mo actually has Qi Cultivation Fifth Level cultivation!"
"Wasn't it said that he only had a Human Grade First Tier Martial Soul? How did he attain such a high cultivation too?"
"Looks like the rumors were all fake. The Su family must have deliberately deceived us!"
Once the surrounding crowd discovered Su Mo's true cultivation, an uproar immediately broke out, and discussions filled the air.
If a martial artist deliberately concealed their cultivation aura, others generally found it difficult to see through it unless there was a substantial gap in cultivation between them.
Moreover, martial artists cultivating low-grade cultivation methods found it difficult to discern the cultivation of those who cultivated higher-grade methods.
Su Mo cultivated a Third Grade Cultivation Method and had never deliberately revealed his cultivation aura, so naturally, no one knew.
On the viewing platform.
When the Wei family members saw Su Mo's cultivation, they were somewhat surprised, but only slightly.
Qi Cultivation Fifth Level?
It was still not worth looking at!
Compared to the Wei family's composure, the Su family was far more shaken.
The Su family knew perfectly well that Su Mo truly possessed a Human Grade First Tier Martial Soul. They had seen it with their own eyes; there could be no mistake.
With a Human Grade First Tier Martial Soul, in principle, even five or six years should not have been enough to reach the Qi Cultivation Fifth Level.
And how long had it been since Su Mo awakened his Martial Soul?
Not even two months, right?
Great Elder Su Yue's face darkened. Then he gave a disdainful smile. In his view, Su Mo must have reached such cultivation because Su Hong had bought him a mountain of pills and forcibly raised it.
Otherwise, Su Mo could never have possessed such cultivation.
Last time, Su Hong had even forcibly withdrawn ten thousand taels of gold from the clan!
Ever since then, the Great Elder had kept a tight grip on the Lineage's wealth. Without the agreement of the clan's elders, even the family head could not privately mobilize large sums of money.
If Su Hong wanted to nurture Su Mo, he would have to pay from his own pocket and find his own way to make money.
The Su family would not waste money and resources on trash with a Human Grade First Tier Martial Soul.
Su Hong glanced at the Great Elder and the others beside him, taking in all their expressions. A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.
Of course he knew what they were thinking, but he had no intention of saying more.
In the arena.
Looking at Su Mo, whose fighting intent soared to the skies, Wei Liang raised a brow and laughed. "No wonder you're so arrogant. So you have Qi Cultivation Fifth Level cultivation. But with just this little strength, you think you can defeat me?"
"Are you spouting so much nonsense just to show off your sense of superiority?"
Su Mo said impatiently.
"Hmph! Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish!"
With a cold snort, Wei Liang spun his spear and thrust it forward.
The silver spear was like a flood dragon emerging from the sea, carrying a piercing howl as it stabbed toward Su Mo's chest.
"Impressive momentum, but unfortunately, far too slow!"
Su Mo shook his head. With a flash of his body, he left behind a faint afterimage and evaded the spear.
Wei Liang's pupils contracted. What incredible speed!
"Su Mo, speed alone won't be enough for you to defeat me."
Wei Liang circulated his true qi, stomped fiercely, and shot forward like a sharp arrow. A sky full of spear shadows blasted toward Su Mo.
The instant this thrust was unleashed, the long spear transformed into countless spear shadows, completely sealing off the space around Su Mo.
"Let's see how you dodge now!" Wei Liang sneered.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The air was instantly pierced through. Layers upon layers of white spear shadows sealed the void.
"You have some skill. Break for me!"
Su Mo did not draw his sword. His fists struck out in rapid succession, like a hundred arrows fired at once, like the surging river's endless torrent. His powerful fist force crashed into the spear shadows, shattering the sky full of them with the force of withered branches and rotten wood.
Boom! Boom!
The sounds of exploding air rang out without end. Violent Forceful Energy swept in all directions, sending sand flying and rocks rolling.
"How is this possible? Though I only used seventy or eighty percent of my strength, it still shouldn't be something a Qi Cultivation Fifth Level martial artist could easily withstand."
Wei Liang's expression changed as he began to take Su Mo seriously.
How could he know that Su Mo's Nine Heavens Sea Wave Fist had already reached the Great Accomplishment Realm, and that Su Mo also possessed formidable physical strength?
"Take another spear strike from me! Meteor Spear Art!"
This time, Wei Liang used his full strength and shot into the air.
The dazzling spear radiance tore through the air like a meteor falling to earth, swift as the wind and fast as lightning.
"It's the Wei family's Meteor Spear Art! Su Mo is going to lose!"
"I heard the Meteor Spear Art is a top-tier First Grade martial skill with tremendous power. I never expected Wei Liang to have cultivated this martial skill!"
"Su Mo will probably be blasted to death by a single spear strike, won't he?"
The surrounding crowd cried out in alarm. They saw the sharp spear radiance shoot forth with unimaginable speed. There was no way to dodge it; aside from taking it head-on, there was no other option.
On the viewing platform, Su Hong and Xi'er were both filled with tension, their eyes fixed firmly on the arena.
In the Wei family's direction, smiles appeared on all the Wei family members' faces.
It was over!
But at that moment, a calm voice sounded from the arena.
"Not bad. You are qualified to make me draw my sword!"
Su Mo's expression remained calm. With a clang, his long sword left its sheath. Brilliant sword light flashed forth, and with a light flick of his wrist, the sword thrust out at an even faster speed.
In truth, if Su Mo fully unleashed his movement technique, he was entirely capable of evading this move. However, Wei Liang's strength had already stirred his fighting intent.
So, he drew his sword.
Boom!
The sword tip and spear tip collided explosively. A thunderous blast rang out as Sword Qi crisscrossed and spear radiance flashed.
Both of them retreated violently at the same time.
"What? Su Mo actually took that spear strike!"
"Unbelievable! Su Mo is a full level lower than Wei Liang, yet he can actually contend with him head-on!"
"..."
The crowd outside the arena immediately erupted, discussions rising and falling one after another.
"Interesting! Even in such a remote little city, there is someone capable of fighting above his level!"
At the edge of the square, a graceful figure stood behind the crowd, watching the two fighters from afar.
This woman wore a light veil over her face, concealing her features. Yet from her enchanting figure alone, one could tell she was a peerless beauty.
This woman was none other than the Pavilion Master of Purple Gold Pavilion—Luo Huan.
Luo Huan had arrived long ago and had been silently observing all along.
She was rather curious about the youth Su Mo.
In the arena.
Wei Liang's expression was extremely unsightly. Failing to defeat Su Mo after several consecutive moves made him feel he had lost face.
"Su Mo, I admit you have some ability, but it is utterly impossible for you to defeat me today!"
Wei Liang shouted.
"Is that so? I've already taken three of your moves. How about you take three of mine?"
Su Mo smiled noncommittally.
"Hmph! Not to mention three moves from you—even a hundred moves, so what? Make your move!"
Wei Liang said disdainfully, but despite his words, his face was solemn.
Su Mo's strength had far exceeded his expectations. He had completely put away his contempt.
Su Mo smiled faintly. His figure abruptly shot forward, rapidly closing in on Wei Liang at an unimaginable speed.
Swish!
His long sword swept out, and watery sword light flashed past in an instant.
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