When Zhu Shaojing saw Su Mo acting so fearlessly, his face immediately darkened as he shouted, "Su Mo, don't be so arrogant!"
"Heh heh, I am going to be arrogant. What can you do about it?"
Su Mo wore a broad smile. Zhu Shaojing had lost to him last time, yet at Jia Yuanji's banquet, he had actually tried to provoke others into dealing with him. Su Mo did not mind teaching him another lesson.
"You...!"
Zhu Shaojing was furious, his face flushed bright red, but there was nothing he could do. He knew how formidable Su Mo was. Even Han Yijian, ranked fifty-third on the Hundred Peerless Ranking, had not been Su Mo's match. He stood even less of a chance.
Moreover, that sword strike from last time still filled him with lingering fear.
Zhu Shaojing's thoughts raced. He had originally wanted to fight with everything he had. Even if he lost, it would at least be an honorable defeat, not too humiliating.
But when he recalled the tricks he had played at Yunmeng Manor's banquet, Su Mo was very likely nursing a grudge. This time, he might very well strike ruthlessly!
His expression changed rapidly. After a moment, Zhu Shaojing gritted his teeth and said, "I concede!"
The moment Zhu Shaojing spoke, Su Mo's Dragon Fortune pounced out and began devouring Zhu Shaojing's Dragon Fortune.
Zhu Shaojing's Dragon Fortune was around fourteen zhang long. In an instant, Su Mo's Dragon Fortune swallowed four zhang of it, leaving only ten zhang behind, its golden light considerably dimmer.
Su Mo's Dragon Fortune had originally been four and a half zhang long. After devouring part of Zhu Shaojing's Dragon Fortune, it swelled rapidly, reaching more than eight zhang in the blink of an eye, majestic and imposing.
However, his Dragon Fortune