Ao Wushuang's second punch was thirty percent stronger than the first, and its vast might was no weaker than that of an ordinary True Spirit Realm Eighth Layer martial artist.
In many people's eyes, Su Mo had only two possible outcomes under this attack.
The first was that Su Mo would be severely injured on the spot, and the battle would end.
The second was that Su Mo would be blasted away and sent flying off the battle platform, and the battle would end.
No matter which outcome it was, Su Mo was bound to lose!
In the next instant, beneath everyone's watchful eyes, four incomparably sharp Sword Qis collided viciously with the massive fist radiance.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions rang out one after another. All four Sword Qis shattered, while the enormous fist radiance also exploded with a bang, terrifying shockwaves sweeping in every direction.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The four Su Mos paused, then all retreated dozens of steps before steadying themselves.
"How is this possible?"
"Su Mo actually blocked it and only retreated a few dozen steps!"
"Unbelievable! Those three clones of Su Mo's aren't illusions—they possess real attack power!"
"..."
The stands erupted in uproar. The result of this clash had exceeded the expectations of the vast majority. It was neither the first outcome nor the second.
Only a small number of True Gang Realm experts were not particularly surprised. Their eyesight was profound, and they had long seen that Su Mo's clones possessed tangible attack power.
Even so, Su Mo's ability to block Ao Wushuang's attack still greatly shocked them.
At the very least, Su Mo's strength had already far surpassed that of the other experts on the Hundred Peerless Ranking.
The Ninth Princess's beautiful eyes widened. She had not expected Su Mo to still be