"It wasn't that I wanted to stop you, but that hatred had blinded your eyes!"
Senior Brother Fana spoke coldly.
In truth, he had not wanted to clash with Su Mo. But now that things had come to this, before his three junior fellow disciples and so many Soul Clan members, he could not back down.
With a sigh, Senior Brother Fana continued, "As fellow disciples, I, Fana, will not bully you. As long as you can take two of my moves without being defeated, I will no longer interfere in the Soul Clan's affairs. How about it?"
"Su Mo, do you dare agree?"
"Don't worry, Senior Brother Fana won't kill you. Do you dare take two moves?"
The dark-skinned youth and gray-robed youth, also from the Primordial Divine Mountain, both spoke up.
They knew that Su Mo was formidable, but Senior Brother Fana possessed an advantage in cultivation.
Besides, Su Mo might have already abandoned many small worlds. If that were the case, he probably would not even be able to withstand a casual move from Senior Brother Fana.
Black Bone Monk, Crown Prince Jin Hun, and the others exchanged glances, watching coldly for the time being.
If Fana could severely injure Su Mo, then if they struck suddenly, the chances of killing Su Mo would be very high.
"If you can take one punch from me, I'll turn around and leave."
Su Mo's indifferent eyes fixed on Fana.
The moment those words came out, Fana froze.
Then he laughed in anger.
"Su Mo, you're far too arrogant!"
Fana shouted, "My strength, even among those at the Heavenly Heaven-Splitting Realm, stands at the very pinnacle. You think you can defeat me with a single punch?"
Boom!
Yet Su Mo had no interest in trading words with Fana. He attacked