Divine Wind Kill

In the arena, Wei Liang's aura surged like a rising tide. He felt that his strength had increased by at least twice as much.

That immense power gave him the feeling that he could blast a hole through the heavens with a single punch.

"Su Mo, I admit that you're very strong—absurdly strong. I underestimated you before."

A cold glint flashed in Wei Liang's eyes as he continued, "But now, you won't have another chance."

"You think you've already won?"

Su Mo's expression remained calm.

"Isn't that so?"

"How about this, Wei Liang? Let's stop wasting time. We'll decide the victor with one move."

Battle intent soared to the heavens in Su Mo's eyes.

"Fine. One move to decide victory or defeat. That suits me perfectly."

With a roar, Wei Liang's momentum rose without end. All the true qi in his body surged into his spear. The spear trembled and emitted a dazzling radiance.

Su Mo's expression turned slightly grave as well, and he put away his disdain.

His longsword spun, Primordial Unity True Qi surged wildly, and the sword's radiance swelled sharply.

At that moment, Su Mo's heart was as still as water. Only that fierce killing intent shot straight into the sky.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed firmly on the arena.

The final victor was about to be decided!

"Heavenly Star Radiance!"

Wei Liang made the first move, once again using his strongest attack.

However, the power of this move was far greater than before. His spear transformed into a Raging Dragon and came twisting forward in a mad slaughter.

In an instant, even the air around them seemed to freeze, leaving only the blazing spear light.

Whoosh!

Su Mo moved, his body shooting forward as he leapt into the air.

An unmatched sword light tore through the void, as though it had broken free from the shackles of space and time, and slashed down with explosive force.

Divine Wind Kill!

This sword was the final stance of the Divine Wind Swordplay, as well as its ultimate killing move.

This sword was tyrannical, sharp, strange, and ethereal.

This sword left the Su family in shock!

This sword left the Wei family dumbstruck!

This sword left everyone around them frozen stiff!

Su Mo's sword technique was not a martial skill of the Su family. They had never seen such a sharp and domineering sword art before.

Facing Su Mo's attack head-on, Wei Liang naturally sensed the terror of this sword better than anyone else.

But both of their attacks had already been unleashed. There was clearly no way to take them back.

Wei Liang could only roar wildly and circulate his true qi even more fiercely, increasing the might of his attack by another thirty percent.

Boom!

Amid everyone's shock, the two attacks collided violently, like a meteor smashing into the earth and exploding with a thunderous crash.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The explosive currents raged madly, shattering the ground of the plaza. Sand and stones flew everywhere, leaving the scene in utter ruin.

The figures of Su Mo and Wei Liang were engulfed in clouds of dust, making it impossible for anyone outside to see what was happening within.

On the viewing platform.

Everyone stood up, their eyes locked tightly on the arena.

Who had won?

That was the answer everyone desperately wanted to know.

A moment later, the dust dispersed, revealing Su Mo and Wei Liang standing five steps apart.

Everyone widened their eyes and stared intently.

The surroundings fell silent.

Pfft!

Just then, a faint sound rang out.

Su Mo's body trembled, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

What?

Su Mo had lost?

Even with such powerful strength, Su Mo had still ultimately lost!

Everyone was shocked, but they quickly found it understandable. No matter how strong Su Mo was, the gap between their cultivations was simply too vast—an unbridgeable chasm.

Just as that thought arose in everyone's minds.

A sudden change occurred.

Clang!

With a ringing sound, the spear in the hands of the upright Wei Liang suddenly fell to the ground.

Then, before everyone's incredulous gazes, Wei Liang's tall body crashed down, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Looking closely, they saw a terrifying sword wound on Wei Liang's body.

The sword wound extended downward from his neck all the way to his lower abdomen.

Wei Liang had nearly been split in two.

However, the Blood Burst Pill had nearly drained all the blood from Wei Liang's body, so not much blood flowed out.

Hiss!

Sounds of sharp inhalation rose from the crowd.

So Wei Liang had still lost!

Everyone looked at Su Mo with reverence in their eyes.

With Qi Cultivation Level Five, he had slain Wei Liang, whose strength rivaled Qi Cultivation Level Seven—killing an enemy two levels above him.

Something that had never appeared in Cloud Yang City's history had now unfolded before their very eyes.

What was a genius?

This was a true genius!

Soon afterward, the entire plaza erupted, bursting with waves of sound like mountains roaring and seas crashing.

Among them were no lack of lovestruck young girls, crying out in adoration.

"Ha ha ha! Good! Good! Good!"

On the high platform, Su Hong's face was full of smiles as he finally burst into laughter. This son of his truly kept astonishing him again and again.

Where some rejoiced, others worried. Compared to Su Hong's happiness, Wei Wankong's face was as dark as iron. This time, not only had he failed to avenge his son, he had also lost a genius from his clan.

He wanted to fly into a rage, yet he could not bring himself to lose face.

Earlier, before everyone, he had personally declared that Let fate decide life and death.

In the end, Wei Wankong could only snort coldly, order someone to collect the corpse, and leave in disgrace with the Wei family.

"Mo'er, how are you? Are your injuries serious?"

Su Hong came to Su Mo's side and asked worriedly.

"Hehe! Father, I'm fine. It's only a minor injury!"

Su Mo smiled and shook his head. His injuries truly were not serious; his internal organs had merely suffered a slight impact, and he would recover in two or three days.

That was also because Su Mo's body was relatively powerful. The Myriad Manifestations Divine Art had not only granted his body immense strength, but had also increased the toughness of his flesh severalfold.

Otherwise, even if he had not died this time, he would have suffered severe injuries.

"Good. Since the battle is over, let's head back!"

Su Hong said.

"Brother Su Mo, I'll support you."

Xi'er hurried forward and helped Su Mo.

"Xi'er, this really is only a small injury."

"You even coughed up blood! How is that a small injury?"

Xi'er shook her head and insisted on supporting Su Mo.

Su Mo smiled helplessly. Then he caught a faint fragrance drifting from Xi'er's body, intoxicating and alluring. It was—the natural scent of a maiden.

Afterward, Su Mo accompanied his father to collect their winnings before returning to the Su family.

Su Hong had wagered two thousand taels of gold at odds of one to ten, winning twenty thousand taels of gold and making everyone's eyes burn with envy.

Other than Su Hong, ninety-nine percent of the people had lost their wagers, and mournful cries rose from the crowd!

The Su family's Great Elder and the others had lost everything, their expressions somewhat unpleasant.

They had been certain that Su Mo would lose and had all placed heavy bets.

Now, they had lost every last cent.

The crowd gradually dispersed, while Su Yu and Liu Yushan stood blankly outside the plaza.

Liu Yushan's feelings were extremely complicated. She had always looked down on Su Mo and believed he was not worthy of her, but the strength Su Mo displayed today was so far beyond her that she could only gaze after it in the dust.

A faint sense of regret began to grow in her heart.

"He only has a Human Grade First Tier Martial Soul. Even if he is strong now, it is only temporary. On the path of martial arts, he ultimately won't go far!"

Su Yu's voice came from beside her. Hearing this, Liu Yushan's heart gradually calmed.

"Xi'er, your brother looked handsome just now, didn't he?"

On the way back, Su Mo shamelessly asked the girl beside him.

"Handsome!"

A blush appeared on the girl's cheeks as she answered shyly.

"Did your heart flutter?"

Su Mo was in high spirits, and a mischievous smile curled across his lips.

Xi'er was instantly embarrassed. She lowered her head so far it nearly touched the ground, and even her fair neck had flushed red.

"Ha ha!"

Su Mo laughed. After returning to the Su family, Su Hong gave him a bottle of healing pills.

Su Mo then began to recover in seclusion with peace of mind.

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